Chapter Twenty-Five
Twenty-Five
Tegan
I lay there for a minute, unable to move or even think straight as Atlas joined me at the head of the bed. I’m pretty sure he had just given me an out-of-body experience. He’d charmed my pussy like no one else had ever done before.
Atlas wiped his face on his arm before placing a few gentle kisses along my shoulder. “You okay, baby?” he asked quietly, the gravelly bass in his voice sending shivers down my body.
“I’m more than okay.” I sighed dreamily and ran my fingers through the slightly damp fur of his cheeks before pulling his face to mine.
My tongue slipped inside his mouth without hesitation. I had no problem making out with him and tasting myself on his lips. The hard length of his cock pressed against my leg, and he groaned as I pushed my body tight to his.
“Do you want to fuck? Maybe play with the icing?” I suggested as Atlas nipped at my neck playfully.
“Fuck yes. I’ve been fantasizing about licking icing off your naked body since the moment we met.” He rolled his hips into my thigh, forcing a moan out of me before helping me into a sitting position.
“Can you just get my zipper started for me?” I asked shyly as I swept my hair to the front of my chest.
“Sure thing, baby,” he said with a lazy smile. I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of hearing him call me that.
With expert precision, Atlas pinched the zipper between his claws. He slowly lowered it to the middle of my back before kissing along my spine, the soft fur of his muzzle tickling my bare skin.
I stepped off the bed and watched as Atlas propped himself against the headboard, his yellow eyes watching my every move.
One hand slipped behind my back, and I slowly lowered the zipper the rest of the way, holding the dress up against my chest with my free hand.
Atlas’s tongue darted out to lick his lips as he palmed the stiff length of his cock through his briefs.
I was reminded again of how large he was.
How his cock had stretched my mouth and tested the limits of my gag reflex.
And his knot. Oh goddess, that round, thick knot.
Just the thought of it going inside of me made my pussy throb.
“Show me,” Atlas growled, and slid his boxer briefs down his thighs. His cock sprang free and slapped against his abs, the tip already a glistening ruby red.
“Yes, sir.” My voice was heavy with lust as I dropped my arm and wiggled my hips, exposing my pink lace bra.
“Goddess,” he groaned, giving his cock a slow pump.
And to be honest, I felt like one. Being the center of this sexy wolven’s attention felt amazing. Almost as amazing as that orgasm. Almost.
I dropped my dress, and a deep, rumbling sound resonated out of Atlas’s chest.
Was that a purr?
He was purring at the sight of me.
His eyes widened and he placed a hand over his chest while he stroked himself with the other. “Well, that’s never happened.”
“I’ll take it as a compliment, then,” I said as I unhooked my bra. My breasts bounced free, the cool air of the bedroom pebbling my nipples.
“Fuck,” he grunted, thrusting his cock into his hand.
A bead of precum dripped from the red tip of his head, and all I could think about was how good it would taste.
I joined him on the bed and grabbed a bag of chocolate icing before straddling his legs.
“I want to taste you first,” I told him as I took his cock in my free hand, giving his knot a squeeze.
“Shit, yes,” he hissed, arching into my touch. I loved how sensitive his knot was. “You can do whatever you want, sweet thing.”
I circled his knot with the piping bag, coating it with a thick layer of icing. It would be a nice reward for me when my mouth reached it.
Lowering my lips down to his cock, I stuck out my tongue and swirled it around his head, the sweet flavor of his precum blooming along my tastebuds.
“Yes,” he moaned as I slowly worked him deeper, my mouth and my gag reflex pushed to their limits as I bobbed closer to his knot.
I hummed when the taste of the icing filled my mouth and Atlas’s cock tickled the back of my throat. The mixture of his precum and the icing was intoxicating. Using my free hand, I cupped his tight balls, gently massaging them.
“Tegan, fuck,” he groaned. “You’re gonna make me come if you keep working me over like this.” I moved up his length then back down, caressing his knot with my lips, and he sucked in a tight breath. “And I’d rather come inside of you,” he murmured.
I pulled off his cock and licked the icing from my lips. “You—want to come inside of me?”
He gave me a shy smile. “I mean, I’d like to, yeah.”
“I have an IUD and I tested negative for any STIs during my last physical,” I said, laying it all out on the table.
“I wasn’t worried about that. Wolven are immune to STIs and most illnesses. But I’m not sure if regular birth control pills would work if I came inside of you.” He scrubbed a hand over his ear. “From what I read, an IUD is the best way to prevent pregnancy.”
I hadn’t considered any of those things, but apparently Atlas had enough forethought to research it. He was responsible, and it made him that much hotter.
I thanked the goddess that I’d opted for an IUD instead of birth control pills because the thought of him filling me with his cum turned me the fuck on.
“Fuck, okay,” I said, and licked around his knot until it was free from any icing. One thing was for sure, I didn’t want a UTI in addition to whatever else his cock was going to inflict on my pussy.
“Lie down,” he instructed with a bossy edge to his voice.
Atlas rose to his knees, and I lay on my back next to him, anxious for him to touch my body.
“So perfect. So mine,” he whispered gruffly.
He took the piping bag in his hands, dotting my nipples with fluffy rosettes of icing before drawing a line over the swell of my stomach and down to just above my pussy.
“The most delicious treat,” he growled, and circled his tongue around my nipple, making me moan and clutch the fur at the back of his head.
Atlas took my nipple in his mouth, licking and sucking it, letting his teeth graze my skin.
It felt good, so fucking good, but I wanted more. Wanted his teeth digging into me.
“Atlas,” I moaned. “Bite me. P-please.”
He looked up at me with his bright twin-moon eyes, flashing me a feral grin. It was like my request had unlocked some primal part of him.
With a snarl, he sank his teeth into me, giving my nipple a rough tug that I was sure would leave a bruise. I let out a yelp, only to be silenced when his fingers found my already-sensitive clit, rubbing it in a single tight circle that tipped me over the edge.
Blinding pleasure tore through me, an intense orgasm that made my thighs quake and my breath stutter in my chest. And when I could finally breathe again, I cried out Atlas’s name, gripping tight fistfuls of his fur as I rode out my orgasm.
The pleasure. The pain.
He was everything I’d wanted but had never been able to find.
As I trembled beneath him, Atlas licked my other nipple clean before dragging his tongue along the line of icing down my stomach.
“Such a good girl, coming for me like that,” he praised. “Such a little slut for my sharp teeth.”
A moan slipped past my parted lips at his dirty words. The mouth on this wolven.
“You like that, don’t you?” he asked, his words a soft caress against my skin. “You like when I talk about what a needy girl you are?”
“Mhm,” I mumbled, struggling to pull the words from my orgasm-clouded brain. “It’s hot.”
The corner of his muzzle curled up in a wolfish smile before he grazed his teeth against the soft skin of my inner thigh. I thrust my hips upward, toward his face, and he chuckled.
“Easy, baby.” Another deep laugh rumbled out of him. “I’ll give you what you need.”
Atlas got on his knees, carefully maneuvering himself between my legs. I watched in awe as he stroked the impressive length of his cock, the knot already thick and swollen, the red tip glistening with precum once again.
How in the hell was that thing going to fit inside me?
I was wet and slick, primed and ready, but it was going to be a stretch.
Atlas teased my pussy with the head of his cock. “We’re gonna take it slow, okay?”
I nodded. “Okay.”
“Tell me if you need me to stop.”
Another nod.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he said, running his cock up and down a few more times before notching himself at my entrance. “You ready, sweet thing? Gonna fuck you with this monster cock now.”
“Ready.” I took a deep breath, trying to force some of the tension out of my body.
On my exhale, Atlas started to gently ease inside. “Fuck,” he hissed, “you are so tight.”
Uh, yeah. And if anyone was aware of that, it was me.
The burning sensation was so intense, I felt like I was being split in two, but I wanted this, so I closed my eyes and bit my lip, my fists white-knuckling the sheets as I stretched around him.
Atlas paused and I felt the warm puffs of his breath on my face.
“Tegan. Look at me, baby,” he instructed gruffly.
My eyes flicked open, and I gazed into Atlas’s golden irises.
“We can stop,” he said as he stroked my jawline with his thumb. Concern and indecision were written all over his face. It was clear he wanted me but didn’t want to hurt me.
“N—no.” I gulped down a breath. “No. I want this. I—I just need a second.”
Atlas leaned closer, nuzzling the cool tip of his nose into my neck. “Take all the time you need. I could stay like this forever.”
He kissed my neck and traced his claw around my nipple, the skin of my breast pebbling with his touch. It was a welcome distraction, and the white-hot pain I felt faded to a dull throb.
“I think I’m okay now.” I grabbed Atlas’s hips, encouraging him to keep going.
“That’s it,” he growled in my ear as he filled me with his cock. “Open up for me.”
“Atlas,” I moaned.
He pushed deeper until his knot grazed my entrance, teasing my clit with each of his light thrusts.
“More.” My words were a plea as my hands drifted over Atlas’s muscular thighs and settled on the furry globes of his ass. I gripped tightly and he increased his pace, forcing himself deep with each rough snap of his hips.
“Tegan,” he grunted. “So tight. So perfect for me.”
“You feel so good,” I breathed, moving my hips to match his pace.
“So do you.”
He started to pound into me then, and the friction of his knot on my clit had me climbing toward an orgasm at an alarming rate, especially considering he’d already gotten me off twice.
I wondered what it would feel like to have his knot inside of me and that delicious friction right against my G-spot.
Fuck.
“C’mere,” Atlas grunted, and grabbed my thighs before rising onto his knees with his cock still buried deep inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned as he picked up speed, this new angle hitting just right.
“Atlas—I’m gonna come,” I said, feeling the tension in my belly build.
“Be a good girl for me and come on my cock, Tegan. I’m so close.
Come on my cock like a good little slut and I’ll fill you with my cum.
” His voice was deeper than usual, with a predatory edge to it that I’d never heard from him before.
Those twin moons narrowed into something sharper and more sinister as the pointed tips of his claws pierced my thighs ever so slightly.
I pinched the sensitive peaks of my nipples, screaming out, “Fuck, Atlas!”
“Yes, baby. Yes,” he rasped, low and thick.
He slammed his cock inside of me, stroking and teasing my clit with the rough pad of his thumb until he coaxed another intense orgasm out of me. My hips jolted, and he tightened his grip, pinning me in place.
He fucked me through it, until his cock throbbed inside of me, filling me with spurt after spurt of cum.
“Shit,” he groaned, trembling over me.
My chest heaved, my body trying to catch my breath and bring me back to reality after such a world-shattering orgasm.
Atlas gave me a lazy smile as he pulled out, and I could feel his cum trickling out of me.
His hair was mussed from sex, and his golden eyes twinkled as his gaze raked over my flushed body.
With a soft touch, he rubbed at the indents his nails had dug into my thighs before lightly kissing the marks.
In more ways than one, I was so incredibly fucked.