Teagan #2
He started again, and the sensations were maddening.
Just when I thought I couldn’t handle any more, his lips parted my lips, and he stroked my clit over and over again.
His tongue twirled and lapped at me repeatedly.
And the noises he made, dear god. He liked the taste of me.
Every moan, flick of his tongue, tug with his lips, the way he pulled me against his mouth trying to get more of me inside, the way he moved against the bed creating friction for himself. So good…
Tristan sucked my clit in tune to the throbbing sensations he was creating, making it more intense.
The coil inside me began to wrap around itself, squeezing out the pleasure within me.
He moved down and licked underneath my clit, back and forth.
There was a spot which felt extremely good, but the sensations seemed just out of reach.
Like I needed to dive in to let it overwhelm me.
I begged with my moans, bucking against him and groaning my approval.
I could feel just how wet I was. I could hear him lapping at the nectar he’d spilled.
He moaned and hummed. I looked down to see Tristan’s eyes bright as the sun.
And his face was partially shifted. Half-man, half-beast, and he controlled it all for me.
The man and wolf wanted me. And in sync, they took care of me.
Delicious. He used his nails to lightly scrape along my thighs, stirring shivers.
“Hmm…” I moaned. “Tristan!”
He continued to lick me, lowering his head until his tongue slid inside of me.
I came immediately, overwhelmed by the sensations.
Tristan didn’t stop thrusting his tongue and licking my inner walls.
The rough sensation was welcomed. I pulled my hair out of frustration.
I needed more. It wasn’t enough. At the same time, it was overwhelming.
Tristan’s other hand stroked the outside of my butt, then my wetness before he slid his finger inside my ass.
I screamed as I came again. Tristan didn’t stop stroking my ass as he tongued my pussy.
I rode his tongue, hitting the spots I needed.
Each orgasm only seemed to trigger another to build as he tortured my pussy with his tongue.
Soaking wet, Tristan didn’t seem to mind or care enough to stop.
My pleasure only seemed to stir his need to please me.
He reached up and palmed my breast, tweaking my nipple and circling it with his nail. I leaned down and licked his finger, drawing it into my mouth. He groaned and slid up to suck my clit, which drove me over the edge again.
“Ahh!” I screamed. I closed my eyes as I felt him nipping my lips again, reawakening the flesh. I whined, still needing more. I felt the tears as they coated my face and the pillow. Overwhelmed. The passion within me just wouldn’t die. I knew he had to be uncomfor—
“Yes!” I moaned as he began tonguing me again.
His hand cuddled my face, and I held it tightly as he continued pleasing me.
This time, it was different. His strokes seemed more intense as he stroked my ass.
It seemed to meet the rhythm of his tongue.
I leaned up and used my hands to brace me as I rode his face hard.
The friction zinged my clit, and the noises coming from me seemed to come from some wild animal.
He moved his hand to grip my hip, helping to move me faster.
Sweat coated my body and ran down my back as I continued riding him.
This was it. Something greater than my comprehension.
I knew my wolf was with me this time, more present than ever.
I embraced her as we looked down at our mate, face buried in the best of places.
I grabbed his shoulder, scratching him. I smelled the blood in the air, and it fueled my need to complete the bond.
“Tristan!” I moaned over and over again. I bucked against him as the orgasm took hold of me and shook me to my core. He growled, and I came so hard that I collapsed onto the bed, holding my chest as I shook over and over.
“Mhm…” I moaned. I didn’t want this to end, but it was so intense, I needed to rest.
I was sensitive, and Tristan knew that. He kissed over my thighs, over my belly and up to my mouth.
I kissed him as if he were my lifeline. Grateful, I thanked him with my mouth and whimpers of appreciation.
I tasted both of us… my juices and him. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he rubbed his shaft against my cleft.
It felt delicious. I moved it faster, stroking my clit, and I moaned against him as he panted in my mouth.
He was so hard and thick, and while I knew I couldn’t take him right now, I let him masturbate against me.
He pumped his hips against me, creating friction, and I bit his lip, wanting it in my mouth. He grunted against me and pulled away.
“No blood, Drahomíra.”
I nodded, realizing the error. “Sorry,” I panted.
“I’m not.”
His eyes glowed brighter, and as he pumped between my legs and our bodies rubbed against one another, I felt another spasm take over.
“Tristan, come with me please,” I begged.
“Yes!” He chanted my name as we worked our bodies into a frenzy. “Now!” he shouted.
I came, and he followed. His semen covered my pussy, thighs, and lower stomach. He panted heavily and stayed on top of me. He kissed me again, slowly this time as we calmed.
“Hot damn!” he said as he nuzzled my neck.
“I know.” I giggled. I wiped my forehead, and I knew if this was what it would be like to mutually masturbate, then sex would be unforgettably mind blowing.
Tristan moved away and looked down at the mess he’d created all over me and the bed. He chuckled. “I need to get us cleaned up.”
I reached for him. “Not yet. I’m enjoying being marked by you.” Though it sounded teasing, I was being honest. My wolf was content and so was the human. We loved the fact we were marked as his even if the feeling didn’t last.
Tristan growled in approval and laid between my legs again. This time, he laid lower so that he rested more on my torso.
“I like you covered in my scent as well. It tells every other male wolf hands off.”
I laughed. “Territorial much?”
“Indeed I am.”
“Good to know.” I propped myself up with the pillows he’d laid on earlier.
I smoothed his hair away from his sticky forehead, and it made me wonder what he looked like with his hair taken down out of his braid.
I moved my hand to his braid and began to unravel it.
His eyes glowed once more, and somehow, I knew this was a big deal.
My fingers trembled a bit, but I continued working.
When it was down, Tristan closed his eyes as I stroked his head.
He relaxed even more as I massaged his scalp.
After a while, I heard him softly snoring on my lap, content.
I smiled and continued massaging, letting the silken strands slide through my fingertips until I fell asleep.
I awoke sometime later to being moved to the chair in the room while Tristan changed the linen.
I watched him, and when he was finished, he carried me into the bathroom, where he had water drawn to bathe me.
He slipped me into the water and then climbed in behind me, putting me on his lap.
I laid against his chest, dozing as he washed us.
Soon after, I was laid down on a towel. He then toweled us off and covered us in a new blanket.
I didn’t know what time it was, but it didn’t matter as I cuddled up to him and went back to sleep, where I dreamed of having Tristan’s son.
He looked just like his father, but he had my coloring.
Tristan played with him constantly and was always teaching him the ways of wolves.
They were playing in a large field in the back of a huge palace.
Tristan shifted, and so did our son. As soon as he did, other pups ran after him, playing and trying to get to Tristan.
Tristan seemed so happy to be surrounded by them, and when he brought them back, they were all in human form.
Many boys and girls, but most importantly, our son held his hand, and Tristan smiled at me as if I were the only woman in the world.
I woke up and saw Tristan was staring at me.
“You okay?” he asked as he wiped away the tears on my cheek.
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?” He seemed to be searching for answers I couldn’t provide.
“Yes.” I kissed him and laid my head on his chest.
He hummed in appreciation. “Teagan, I know all of this is not what you thought your future had in store for you. I can’t change that, but I do know our fate was planned so long ago.
You are my true mate. I can feel it. I’m stronger with you, for you, and because of you.
Hopefully, you’ll give us until the next moon cycle to figure out things.
I can’t promise you love, but I can promise to give you everything I have. ”