Chapter 16
Ace
Cat was going to be the death of me. But, oh man, what a way to go!
My dick had never been so hard. My desire to fuck a woman never so strong.
So urgent. It was like when I turned into a wolf, only my mind remained of the man I once was.
But, right now, I was more animal than man.
Ready to hunt, track, and consume my prey whole as soon as I got her within my eager grasp.
The taste of her pussy was still on my tongue, but it was fading. I needed a reminder of the tang of it again.
Towering above her diminutive frame, I lorded over her like a conquering warrior, before her lush, supple curves. Placing my roughened palms on the insides of her knees, I added pressure and easily spread them further apart.
Dipping my head between her sleek, smooth thighs, I began to feast. From the first moment I touched my tongue to the folds of her sex, I was both lost and found.
I wasn’t gentle. I slurped her pussy, licked the juices along her seam, and teased her clit with my tongue.
In what felt like seconds, she began to moan, wildly pulling my hair and riding my face like she was in the rodeo.
Her engorged clit was a hard little pebble on my tongue. I knew it would take mere seconds to break her, but this time, I wanted to be inside her when she did. I brought her closer and closer to the edge, each time pulling back, then building her up, before letting her cool down all over again.
Soon, her pleas were nearly incomprehensible. She needed to come. I could hear it in her voice. Feel it in the tension of every one of her muscles. She was frantic with need.
I rose up over her, planting myself between her straining thighs.
Propping myself up on one arm, I grasped my dick with my free hand and began tracing the outline of her pussy lips with my swollen cockhead.
She squirmed beneath me, jutting her hips forward, trying to snag my length in her eager entrance.
Denying her, I ran my dick between the folds of her cunt. Rocking against her slick sex, I nudged her engorged clit with each stroke, stoking her to greater heights with each teasing touch.
“Oh, God! Oh, God! Pleeeease!” Cat begged, her whole-body trembling with urgency to disintegrate into sheer and absolute bliss.
“That’s right, baby. Beg for it! Beg for my cock!” I demanded, like the cruel and merciless deity I was portraying.
When I feared I’d pushed her too far and that Cat might transition into her wolf form as a result, I decided to give my mate what she’d pleaded so prettily for. Lining up my slickened cock with her hot hole, I tested the tight opening, reveling in the lubricated heat of her passage.
Pressing my palm into her hip to hold her in place, I shifted my trajectory and thrust. The first inch was pure bliss.
The second was fucking hell. The pleasure was so extreme, it felt akin to torture.
Her cunt was so hot, wet, and tight, it was like I was squeezing my dick into a wetsuit five sizes too small.
But I didn’t care. No matter what it took, I’d make it fit.
One way or another, my mate would have my seed planted deep inside of her tonight.
“Fuck!” I groaned, as I slowly drove my massive member further into her taut core. Her slippery channel convulsed and gave into the sheer force of my shaft inch by inch, stretching it to absolute capacity.
Her hands, braced against my chest, as she tried to absorb the pain of the constant burning stretch of my cock, but it was a lost cause. I had no doubt it was going to hurt more before it got better.
Kissing her forehead, I soothed, “Easy, baby. One last good push, and I’ll be all the way in.”
Cat lifted her chin. With lust glazed golden-brown eyes, she pleaded, “I need you, Ace. Don’t stop. I need every inch of you inside me.”
Wrapping my hand around her tiny waist, I anchored her in place as I snapped my hips upward. My cock missiled into her clenching channel. The sensation was like coming home. The only place I ever wanted to be for the rest of my life.
I heard Cat cry out and I swallowed her pain into my mouth as I kissed her.
Then, I began to stroke. Agonizingly slow at first. All the way out.
All the way in. Again. Again. Drinking down her keening cries.
With every thrust, I built my pace, faster and faster.
Propping myself onto both palms, I began drilling back and forth into the sweetest pussy I’d ever known.
My knot throbbed with the need to get fully inside of her.
My teeth began to grow, urging me to bite into her neck.
However, as tight as her tiny cunt was, I was afraid if I knotted her this first time, it would be too much.
That I might tear her apart. Cat might not be a virgin, but she’d never been with a ware before.
We were going to have to work up to my knot, no matter how much I might want to jam that tingling, pulsing mass of nerves inside her pussy tonight.
Fuck, it all felt too good! I was going to bust a nut soon, but not before my girl got hers.
I wanted to feel her explode all around my cock.
Angling my shaft upward, I stimulated the gland that only ware females have.
The one deep inside their passage, along the front wall of their pussy.
Immediately, Cat began to sing with pleasure.
“What are you doing to me?” she called out in utter shock, her legs starting to uncontrollably shake with pleasure.
I answered her question with one of my own. “Why? You want me to stop? Doesn’t it feel good, babe?”
In a panicked voice, Cat said, “No! Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
I slowed my pace so that she could feel every inch of my dick slide over that delicious gland. “Are you sure? I can stop if you want.” I paused momentarily, biting back a devious grin.
Her hands locked around my neck, holding me in place.
“Don’t you fucking stop!” she snarled, like the little omega she was, defiantly bucking her hips to get the friction she so desperately needed.
When I chuckled and started moving again, she rasped, “Oh, that’s it, Ace.
Right there. Don’t stop! Keep going. Just. Like. That!”
Doing as I was told, I doubled down on my speed and the petting of that sensitive little gland that was driving her mad. As soon as her channel began to ripple around my shaft, I knew she was going to go off like a bomb around my pulsing dick.
Her scream when she came nearly shattered my ear drum, but I didn’t care.
Instead of biting down on her neck, which took every ounce of self-control I had, I sucked on the skin, pulling blood directly through the pores.
There’d be a hell of a bruise in the morning, but I didn’t want to terrify her with a bite until she knew what the fuck I was doing.
Until I could explain who, and what, she was.
To my ultimate surprise, Cat grabbed my head and forced my mouth more roughly against her neck. “Yes!” she shouted, pumping her hips into mine with reckless abandon. “Harder! More!”
I was more than willing to give my precious mate exactly what she was asking for.
I drew harder on her flesh, tasting her life essence as I hurtled toward my end.
There was so much slick and cum, our skin made a lewd slapping sound with each stroke.
Growling into the juncture of her neck, my hips took up a furious tattoo, my balls drew up tight, and I began to snarl like an out of control, enraged beast.
Through it all, Cat coaxed me on, demanded more, begged me to fuck her harder, absorbing the battering ram between my legs stroke for stroke.
Her clenching core seized my cock like a god damned live trap, squeezing it so hard I feared it might cut off the blood supply to the engorged appendage permanently.
My orgasm hit with the power of a category five tornado. I was so lost to the pleasure, I felt like I might spiral out of control and shift into my wolf form, which would definitely freak Cat right the fuck out.
However, as we rode the waves of fierce pleasure with clenched teeth, both hers and mine, I reigned in my near change.
After about a solid minute of intense, agonizing bliss, my orgasm began to wind down.
My hips slowed their pace, coming to a stop with the head of my cock jammed tight against her cervix as I released a river of cum into my mate.
Licking the blood dripping down her neck, I tasted her essence and basked in it. Like an accordion, my breath bellowed in and out of my chest, fast and hard as I continued to lazily bathe her with my tongue.
We both lay there, stunned and panting, trying to absorb what we’d experienced while our heartbeats slowly came down to pre-heart attack levels. I’d never felt more relaxed in my whole life. Nor more satisfied.
But, even in my euphoria, a niggling voice in the back of my head asked the question I’d been turning over in my brain since we met. Was Cat truly a ware?
We’d just mated. I’d injected enough cum into her womb to flood a small village. I should be able to literally smell the difference on her now. However, she didn’t smell any different to me than she had before. And that was going to be one hell of an issue to deal with.
If Cat’s scent didn’t change from a single ware to a mated one soon, I’d have to continually fight off any males who got within a five-mile radius of her.
My mate’s life would be one long nightmare of dangerous men trying to break her will and force her into submission.
That was less of a life and more like a prison sentence.
In order to rectify this, I was going to have to force Cat’s change. And that was never an easy, or comfortable, thing to do.