Chapter Eleven Dylan
When I felt his lips against mine, I cursed at myself for not allowing Silas to do this sooner.
Silas's lips were so soft, and his hand went to my hip to hold me against him.
I could feel how ready he was for me through the fabric of his pants.
I wanted to feel just how hard he was for me without the clothes, but my hands fisted his shirt as Silas claimed my mouth.
One kiss, and my body shuddered with longing for him.
My hands let go just long enough to run them down his shirt.
My core ached for him. He broke the kiss so he could push me down onto the bed, and I felt myself become slick between my legs. I could see his need for me in his eyes. He wanted this just as much as me. I didn't care what he did, but I needed him to touch me before I combusted.
"Get up further on the bed," he commanded.
I pulled myself up and laid my head on his pillow. Being surrounded by his scent, my body felt more on fire than before. Silas continued to watch me, his eyes taking in every inch of me as he scanned my body. I noticed him undressing, stroking his impressive length as he looked me over.
"So fucking beautiful."
Silas said something else under his breath.
I couldn't tell what it was as my lust for him drowned out everything around me.
My core pulsed with need to the point I slid my hand down between my thighs and stroked my throbbing clit to give me some relief.
I heard Silas groan before I felt the bed lower with his weight on it.
He pulled away my hand and replaced it with his hot mouth.
I sucked in a breath as he sucked on my bundle of nerves and made my eyes roll back in my head as I felt the coiling of pressure build within me.
When Silas began his strokes with his tongue, I panted after him and grabbed onto the back of his neck.
He growled at me as he picked up his pace.
My back arched as my hips thrusted to give me more traction, the stubble from his face scratching all the right places to send me over the edge.
"I regret everything I did that made me delay tasting you. My Gods, do you taste so sweet," he said before he thrust his tongue between my slick folds.
I cried out as he feasted on me, creating a pattern of him pushing his tongue inside me, swirling around my clit, and sucking on it to send me too close to the edge just to start over again.
I felt the climax build. My hips bucked against his face, his stubble scratching against my sensitive areas and pushing me further into the climax that had built.
"More," I whimpered, hating how he kept moving when my release was so close.
My core pulsed, and it felt like it was on fire.
The more Silas pushed me closer to my release, the more the fire died around my body.
I balled my fists in the blanket underneath me as my legs clenched around Silas's head.
He growled as he picked up the pace, vibrating every part of me as he did.
I felt my muscles tighten as wave after wave of pleasure went through me.
When I screamed and arched my back, Silas grabbed onto my ass and pulled me closer to his mouth, driving his tongue deeper inside me.
My throat went dry with my screams and moans as Silas continued his pattern helping my climax die down.
I already felt another coiling inside me, but I wanted more than his mouth.
With my throat becoming scratchy, I couldn't get the words out to tell Silas I needed more.
Not just more orgasms as the fire returned inside me, but I needed something thicker and just more to smother this fire completely.
Silas stopped abruptly before lifting my hips off the bed.
He returned his tongue between my folds and flicked it in new ways, as if he was searching for another way to obliterate me.
He scraped his teeth against my sensitive bud before pushing his tongue further inside me, making me scream out his name.
My movements became feverish as I bucked my hips against his mouth.
The fire died in my body as I came undone with Silas's movements.
I didn't know how, but Silas seemed to understand my needs as I wished for more than just his tongue again. The cold air brushed across me as Silas dropped my body onto the bed. I whimpered for him at his absence, and I heard him chuckle.
"I'm not done with you yet."
Silas flipped me over in a quick movement, grabbed onto my hips and lifted them before I felt his hardened length press against my thigh. He leaned into me, getting close to my ear before he growled against it.
"Having fun, sweetheart?"
I growled back at him. "Fuck you."
He chuckled back. "That's what I plan to do."
The fire returned before Silas rubbed the tip of his cock against my entrance.
I moaned at feeling his thickness as he moved his head through my folds.
He groaned back before he positioned himself perfectly to slam against me.
Instead, he waited. I growled again and threw my hips back, causing him to slip partially inside.
Silas slammed against me, pushing himself all the way to the hilt inside me.
I screamed out, as I wasn't ready for his length or thickness.
"Slow down, sweetheart. If we don't do this right, it will hurt."
I believed him. Waiting for him to move, even slightly, the fire built again.
I needed him to move to make this fire die down.
The only way for this to go away would be for Silas to begin again.
I wiggled my ass, realizing how full Silas made me feel inside me.
I moaned and pushed my mouth against the pillow as I bit back a scream.
Silas started moving slowly, helping me adjust to him.
I moaned with each movement as the sensitivity of my walls triggered an instant build of another climax.
I moved my hips slightly in his rhythm, making us both moan.
He moved slightly, sending him deeper inside me, and bringing me over the edge as I screamed into the pillow.
Silas picked up his pace enough that as one fire died another one came as quickly.
My knees slipped, making my walls clamp around Silas's length, and he growled in response. We both found our rhythms in movement and continued the pace until we were both screaming in ecstasy. I felt him twitch inside me and groan as he spilled himself inside me.
But that didn't end the need I had. Silas pushed me onto my back, and I slid my hand down to touch myself.
When I rubbed against my clit, the immediate climax that built helped the need to lessen.
Silas's hand slid over mine before he pushed his finger inside.
Between my own fingers swirling my clit and his fingers pumping inside me, I felt myself fall over the edge again.
Silas rolled on top of me after pulling his fingers from inside me.
He was hard again and pushed his length into me again.
This time, I was used to his size and started rocking my hips in tandem with his.
My legs wrapped around his waist as we fell into another new rhythm.
With each orgasm, I felt whatever was going on with me lessen.
Silas groaned as he released himself again.
This time, when he fell down beside me, he grabbed onto my face and slammed his lips against mine.
He claimed my mouth and brushed his tongue against my lips to demand entrance.
My fingers threaded through his soft hair as I opened my mouth, tasting my juices on his tongue as we moaned into each other.
I felt his weight on top of me again, and his hands slid down the length of my body.
We explored each other with our hands and mouths.
Silas took a turn first from leaving my lips and creating a trail over my body.
He kissed, bit, and licked every inch before I felt him between my legs again.
I moaned as he started the pattern he did before.
This time, he took his time as if he wanted to revel in the memory.
He was memorizing what made me moan, scream, and caused me to lose myself at his touch.
He reached up and palmed my breast, pinching my nipple between his fingers and sending me over the edge.
When he moved on to the other side, he moved his other hand to push two fingers inside me and pumped them along the strokes of his tongue.
"Silas!" I screamed as I came undone.
He growled before he stopped and grabbed onto my hips to start again.
I lost track of how many times we had sex.
When our bodies were tired, Silas managed enough energy to lift me off the bed and walked me to the bathroom.
He put me on the counter before running the bath water.
When he was satisfied with the temperature, he pushed the plug down and the tub filled up.
"I'll get you cleaned up. I can call your mates to let them know where you've been. Honestly, I'm surprised they aren't ripping the doors down to find you."
That was something I'd have to ask them when I saw them. Their absence shocked me. Though I wasn't sure how they would feel about me right now. Even though Silas was my mate, I rejected him. I hadn’t bonded with him, yet I’d had sex with him countless times.
Would they understand? Would they care that I ended up in Silas's bed?
I had experienced my first heat. With wolves, it literally felt like burning up and the only thing that would quench it would be sex.
It could last for a few hours to a day. I'd heard of some females having heats that lasted multiple days, but it was the only time our kind could get pregnant.
The hormones drove the males insane and would help them along to produce as much energy as needed to get the female pregnant.
Fuck. I just let Silas fuck me senseless.