Chapter 44 Who and What I Am #2
Lawson presses into her and Nia rolls back, letting him push her onto her back. He follows her and takes the opportunity to explore her body, his hand stroking her stomach. She moans again and Lawson catches the scent of her arousal, and my wolf’s far too turned on to stop now.
“This is a bad idea,” Nia mumbles.
“It’s an awesome idea,” Lawson rasps back, his mouth dropping to her neck.
She gasps as he bites over where he marked her. “I don’t think…” Nia moans again as Lawson nibbles the spot that drives her wild. “I really don’t…” He sucks skin into his mouth and Nia shrieks. “Lawson, it’s too much…”
He laughs against her neck and plants kisses on the curve where it meets her shoulder.
“You’re perfect, Nia. You’re going to come for me.”
She shakes her head.
“Yes, sweetheart. Luke’s had his playtime. Now be a good girl and let me have my turn.”
“Lawson…”
“Nia?”
“This isn’t getting to know someone,” she sighs and there isn’t an ounce of sincerity in her words.
My wolf’s not gentle and Nia loves it. Her back arches into me and her kiss is more determined, her moans louder and more desperate.
She’s more aroused, more alive, more excited.
Her hands move over Lawson before her nails dig in, and I’m relieved she’s found the confidence to tease him, sure she’s safe.
His head lowers and Lawson’s frantic, all teeth and nails as my hands move wildly. He sucks a nipple into his mouth and bites down hard, making Nia scream out loud as she writhes beneath him. He teases her and her fingers weave through his hair, and it’s Lawson’s turn to moan as Nia plays with him.
“I want your cunt, sweetheart.”
Lawson looks up and Nia’s eyes are wild, a little nervous but excited. Her grip on Lawson’s hair tightens and she shakes her head, her teeth biting into her bottom lip. Nia’s holding back and I’m sure I know why.
“Come for my wolf, pretty girl,” I whisper. “It’s fucking hot to watch you come for us.”
She exhales and relaxes, her back arching as Lawson grunts against her skin.
He bites and nips between kisses and licks, teasing Nia as he slowly moves toward her clit.
My wolf’s making her suffer and her arousal’s building.
We can sense it in our bond and we can smell it in her scent.
We can see it in her breathing and the subtle pink hue of her chest and hear it in the ecstatic beats of her heart.
“Ask nicely.”
“Please,” Nia says, swallowing. “Lawson.”
“Good girl,” he whispers.
Lawson doesn’t hesitate and Nia screams as he sucks her clit into his mouth. It’s already swollen, already hot and throbbing, desperate for relief. She tastes as sweet as ever and she’s so wet that his fingers slide inside her with fuck all resistance.
Nia moans and writhes, begging for more as Lawson flicks his tongue over her.
He’s an asshole about it, building her arousal and giving her enough pleasure to bring her close to climax, then easing back so it collapses away.
Lawson’s edging our girl with expertise but it might be wiser to give her the pleasure of an orgasm or two, making her more willing later.
He lifts her leg and moves his head lower, licking around her entrance. Nia briefly stiffens and then relaxes, trusting Lawson again. She’s learning she’s, and Lawson’s tongue darts in and out of her cunt, giving her a different kind of pleasure.
“Please,” she whispers.
My wolf moves lower and Nia stiffens in an instant. Lawson’s hands grab Nia’s thighs and hold her, as he licks around her ass, trying something new.
It’s fucking bold.
It’s a big ask. Especially when it’s her first time with Lawson. When she’s unsure if she can trust him.
“Lawson…”
He tsks her and his tongue plays with her ass, pushing at its entrance.
Nia keeps bucking her hips, uncertain if she wants this and unsure if she can let go.
Lawson holds her while his thumb plays with her clit and she begins to ease, but it takes a long time for her to calm and even longer for her to start enjoying this.
Lawson’s persistent and patient, pushing Nia without forcing her. They’ve found a way together and her breathing quickens she starts to enjoy this, figuring out that there isn’t much to fear.
And Lawson is doing this right.
Nia’s cries grow louder and Lawson presses harder on her clit, bringing her to the edge of another climax. He stops as she’s about to come and my girl throws her head back in frustration, annoyed she’s been denied another orgasm.
“Shall we try, Nia?”
She freezes.
Nia’s heart skips several beats and her thighs tense. I catch the smell of her excitement but there’s more than arousal in her scent. She’s afraid. Really afraid. Nervous in a way that’s a turn-on and off, and I don’t know what to make of it.
Neither does Lawson.
My wolf’s rarely uncertain and never unconfident, but he’s faltering. He’s unsure what to do and it’s a relief. He doesn’t want to hurt Nia and he doesn’t want to scare her, but he doesn’t want to disappoint either and he isn’t sure if this is a game.
Her head shakes.
Her eyes widen and plead for more as they ask him to stop.
“No,” she says, as she nods.
Lawson sits up and watches her, his fingers running through her. She’s wet but tense. Gasping but clutching at air. Nia’s a mess and it’s impossible to know if she wants this or not.
“I don’t know what you want, Nia,” Lawson says and his admission is a revelation to all of us. “You say no but part of you says yes. You’re excited but afraid. It is no because you mean no, or is it no because it’s part of a game?”
Nia stares up at him like he’s changed the stars and the moon just for her.
She’s seen something new, something different.
Nia’s seen his uncertainty and understood Lawson’s vulnerability, and it’s told her everything she needed to know.
She’s seen my wolf for what he is and now she’s sure.
Now she’s certain. My girl knows she’s safe and loved and protected, and she’s prepared to take the risk she’s been too afraid to take with Lawson.
“I’m not ready.”
Lawson smiles. “Okay, Nia. We’ll wait until you are.”
She nods.
Lawson moves between her thighs and we all know what he’s doing. Nia’s hand finds his chest and she’s as sure about this as she is about me. Her hands aren’t looking for reassurance, they’re providing it, and Lawson runs his cock over her, completely devoted.
“Tell me you want this,” he rasps.
She nods.
“Words, pretty girl.” He swallows and he’s determined to make her say it. “I need and want your words.”
Nia’s hand stops moving.
The world stops spinning and time stands still.
She blinks and smiles, and the clocks restart.
“I want this, Lawson. I want you.”
I’ve never been so thrilled, and the heat and fire spreading through me is unlike anything I’ve felt before. Nia’s given me and my wolf everything we wanted, everything we needed. She’s accepted us for all we are, for everything we’ll ever be and Lawson is as pleased and proud as I am.
He slides inside her and throws his head back, roaring like he’s a god claiming the world. He’s hard and careful, forceful enough to claim Nia but soft enough for her to enjoy it. My wolf doesn’t need or want anything and he moves freely, without concern, sure his mate is taking pleasure from this.
Nia gasps and her fingers whiten as they claw her skin.
Her head lolls back and Lawson doesn’t correct her.
He lowers himself down, moving his hips faster and changing the angle until she cries with every thrust. His cock has found the spot she loves and pushes harder, driving Nia toward the orgasm he wants her to have.
The one he wants to claim.
Her breathing turns frantic and her chest tightens, the skin between her ribs sucking in with every breath.
Lawson knows Nia’s close but he wants her to shatter and he keeps up his relentless rhythm, ignoring the arousal building inside him.
Nia’s holding on, somehow keeping her climax at bay, but her stuttered breaths and high-pitched shrieks tell me she’s close.
Her mouth falls open as she sucks her stomach in and Lawson flicks his finger over her clit, almost forcing her to come.
Her legs tremble and Lawson thrusts hard, pinching her clit as he slams inside her. Nia screams and starts shaking, no longer able to withstand the sheer damn force of Lawson’s fucking. Her body shudders as she arches her back and her tits look glorious as a scarlet flush spreads over them.
She screams and begs, and Lawson roars, slowing just enough for her to catch her breath. He doesn’t give her long, resuming at a rate that’s even more frantic than before, determined that they’ll come together.
“Fuck, you’re pretty when you come.”
Nia shakes her head as Lawson forces her toward another climax, her lip trembling as if this might be too much.
“You’re going to come again, Nia,” he rasps, his balls tightening as he fights to keep control. “And this time, you’re going to thank me.”
“I can’t.”
He slams harder and she screams. “You’d better, or we’ll be doing this all fucking night.”
Nia’s eyes shoot wide and her moan turns into a groan.
She’s losing her mind and her arousal flows into me, as she surrenders to Lawson and lets him take whatever he wants.
She moans and mews and whimpers, crying and begging and pleading, lost in madness as pleasure takes over and she’s almost swept away.
Lawson’s not far behind and his thrusts turn erratic as his rhythm breaks. His core heats and his arousal surges until there’s nothing left but to let himself go as well.
They come together, both freefalling into ecstasy. Lawson’s cock jerks and Nia’s pussy clenches, entirely in harmony. Completely connected. They’re indivisible and in perfect unison, and their hearts beat the same rapid melody as they pant against each other.
Lawson withdraws and pulls Nia against him, our chests connecting as he holds her. His hands stroke her, soothing her and he’s soft with her. Gentle. And the asshole even worships her with kisses, showering her with praise.
“You’re fucking perfect, sweetheart. Fucking perfect and mine.”
Nia giggles and my wolf loves it.
I love it too, and I’m glad they’re finding their way.
They’re breathing is in synchrony and it feels like they’ve forged a connection that’s unbreakable, a bond that pulses between them in the way it pulses between my girl and me.
It’s as if they’ve made a vow neither of them can put into words—and I watch my girl fall asleep in my wolf’s arms, delighted he’s given her the comfort and security she needed.