Chapter 17 Seth #2
“Is that so?” I blink and he’s standing before me, close enough that I can feel the heat of his body. He runs the toy up my arm, and I shudder as my skin erupts with gooseflesh. I look up at him with wide eyes as he trails the toy down my chest until he reaches the waistband of my pants.
“Yes,” I breathe out, my body swaying towards him until my chest bumps against his.
His strong fingers make short work unbuttoning my pants and pulling my zipper down, giving him extra space to slip the dog toy down the front of my pants. I whimper as the hard nylon rubs against my thickening dick.
“I think someone had a naughty idea for that dog toy,” Frankie growls out, and I gulp as I stare up at him. Okay, yes, maybe I did have a brief visual of him fucking me with it, but I honestly bought it as a joke.
With his free hand, he runs his fingers through my hair until he’s cupping the back of my head, and then his lips are on mine.
He’s possessive and demanding, his tongue plundering my mouth, his short beard rough against my cheeks and chin.
I moan, rutting against the toy he’s still rubbing along my dick.
“Do you want me to fill you up with this?” His lips brush against mine as he asks the question. My dick kicks in my underwear, the cotton sticking to me from the amount of pre-cum soaking into the cotton.
“Yes. Please, fuck me with it. Stretch me with it until I’m gaping,” I gasp out. In any other instance, I’d be mortified to say something like that. But I want Frankie to do those things to me. I want him to ruin me. I want to be his and no one else’s.
The grin he gives me is wicked and makes my dick throb.
I grab the belt loops of his pants, pulling him with me as I back us into the bedroom.
His eyes flare with heat, and I let out a yelp when he picks me up.
He takes my mouth in a demanding kiss, teeth clacking against mine as his tongue snakes its way between my lips.
I can’t get enough of his taste and the way he takes what I want seriously.
He lays me gently on my bed, trailing open-mouth kisses down my throat in between little nips. I swear I feel the prick of fangs with each small bite, and that makes me arch my back, grinding my crotch against his thigh as he leans over me.
I need to get these pants off me! With a frustrated growl, I push at my pants, trying to slide them off without making Frankie stop what he’s doing.
Chuckling, Frankie helps me out, tugging my pants and underwear off me and dropping them to the floor. I breathe out a sigh of relief at no longer being confined.
There’s something about being completely naked on the bed, while Frankie is fully clothed, that has me squeezing the base of my cock to keep me from blowing my load so soon.
He leans back over me, and I’m so happy I’m bare because there’s nothing to prevent him from peppering my shoulders and chest with gentle kisses.
His tongue flicks against one nipple before he closes his lips around the nub and sucks. Hard.
I have never had my nipples sucked on before, but holy hell! The pleasure goes straight to my dick. I’m leaking so much pre-cum right now that my stomach is a slippery mess. Not that I care.
He licks his way over to my other nipple, and I love the feeling of his beard scraping against my skin. He does the same with the other nipple as he did the first, but this time, when he sucks, he also clamps his teeth down on the tender nub.
“Fuuuuck!” My eyes roll as a lightning bolt of pleasure rips through me and has my nuts drawing up tight to the base of my dick. Sparks fly across my nerve endings, and another harsh pull of Frankie’s mouth has them spilling out of my cock in short pulses.
I’m panting when I open my eyes, Frankie staring down at me with dark, hungry eyes. I have never come hands-free before.
“I didn’t think you could be any sexier, but I was wrong,” Frankie growls out as he runs his fingers through the small amount of spunk. “I didn’t know you could dry orgasm.”
“Neither did I,” I admit breathlessly, eyes wide as he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks the cum off. His eyes flutter shut, and he lets out a low moan that has my still-hard dick jerking against my stomach.
“Makes me wonder how many orgasms I can get out of you if I hook you up to vibrating nipple clamps.”
The suggestion has my breath catching in my chest, and arousal roars through me. “Yeah, we can do that, but not right now.” I reach up and catch his belt loops again, tugging on them with just a little bit of desperation.
Frankie takes the hint and quickly pushes his pants down. The moment his dick is free, it slaps his stomach, the head almost purple from how hard he is. I lick my lips at the sight of him; the prominent vein running along the underside and the bulge hugging the base has saliva filling my mouth.
He crawls onto the bed, his big body hovering over me. He runs a finger down my cheek and across my lower lip, his gaze tracking his hand. “Be a good boy and roll over for me.I believe I need to give you a bone. Or two.” His gaze flick up, and his wolf is starting through his eyes right at me.
The jolt of arousal that shoots through me has me flipping onto my stomach so fast I give myself whiplash.
Frankie’s growl of approval has me whimpering and pushing my ass out.
He chuckles as he rubs his face between my shoulder blades, and I shiver when I feel his hard cock brush the swell of my ass.
My dick is still hard and leaking. The friction of the sheets has me moaning, especially when Frankie pushes down on my lower back. I look over my shoulder, but all I can see is the top of his head and the swell of his backside as he kisses down my spine.
“You’re so impatient,” he murmurs, nipping my side. I laugh, trying to wiggle away. He grips my hips, stopping my movements, and I jerk as he bites one ass cheek. “What will I do with you?”
The pain is brief, but it makes the fire in my stomach burn hotter. I didn’t think Frankie was one to tease, but I might die if he doesn’t hurry it up.
I go still when he grips my ass and spreads my cheeks, my face heating up when he gives a low sound of approval when he sees my hole. I keep myself clean and do quite a bit of manscaping, but I’m happy I went a step further and actually did some cursory prep while in the shower.
“You’re ready for me.” Frankie runs a finger over my slick hole, then pushes in. I groan, my body opening for him with little resistance. “You are so perfect for me. So beautiful and so perfect.”
I preen at the compliments, but can’t get more than a questioning whine out as he sinks a second finger inside of me. My dick is throbbing, but it’s trapped beneath me, so all I can do is wiggle my ass as he fingers me.
“Open your mouth,” Frankie instructs, and I open automatically, without even opening my eyes. The hard surface of the dog toy grazes my lips, and I grimace at the taste of artificial bacon. Wrapping my lips around the toy, I ignore the taste and suck on it, getting it as wet as I can.
With a whispered ‘good boy,’ he pulls the toy from my mouth.
I gulp, fisting the sheets when he notches the toy against my opening.
When I got the toy, it was a half-brained idea of a joke.
I got it for a laugh with the intention of maybe keeping it around as an inside joke.
And here I am about to get fucked with it.
I gasp and burrow my face into the mattress as he slowly pushes it inside of me. I’m loose enough that the bulbous tip slides in easily, and I shiver at the feeling of my rim stretching. I love the feeling, the burning that’s just on the cusp of painful.
I spread my legs wider, giving him as much room as possible as he pulls the toy out until it’s stretching my rim, before pushing it further.
It doesn’t go far before I’m reminded that the toy I bought looks like a wishbone, and Frankie seems more than happy to push the toy inside of me until the ‘y’ junction is bumping against my rim.
Cool liquid trickles over my hole, and I look over my shoulder to see Frankie pouring an obscene amount of lube over the toy.
Is he…Will he push it further?
Frankie glances up at me, a wicked smile curling his lips as he leans against the toy, a groan falling from my lips as he stretches me open. I arch my back at the burn, but the pain just makes my cock leak faster.
He fucks me with the toy, each thrust burying the nylon deeper and deeper into my ass. The sound of the lube squelching is obscene, and the amount of lube and pre-cum drenching my sheets is borderline embarrassing, but it feels incredible.
And then Frankie starts to twist the toy while fucking me with it, and immediately, my nuts pull tight against the base of my dick.
“Fuck, you’re gaping so wide I can practically put my fist inside you,” Frankie murmurs, peppering my lower back with gentle kisses.
“Then do it,” I gasp, pushing back against him to try and get more inside of me, but the bulbous ends of the toy are already bumping my rim.
Frankie stills, the toy buried deep inside of me, and I whine at the sudden lack of movement.
“You want me to fist you?”
“Yes. I want you to stretch me and fill me to the brim.” I look over my shoulder at him again. His pupils are blown wide with lust, and his dick is leaking so much there’s a thick line of pre-cum stretching from his slit all the way to the mattress.
“Think of it as prep work for that giant knot of yours,” I say with a wink. Heat flares in his eyes, and he doesn’t take his gaze from mine as he grabs the lube and uses the rest of it to coat his fist in a thick layer of the slippery substance.