A Wolf's Desire (A BBW Paranormal Romance): The Holiday Ball (5 page)

For tortuous minutes, he moved his finger along her slit, the edge of his finger parting her with each touch. “Oh, what do we have here?” The tip of his finger flicked her clit, making it push out beneath the hood of flesh protecting it.

He pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, bringing her hips off the bed.

“Do you want to come for me, Daphne?”

She rolled her head from side to side. She didn’t know what she wanted. Except for him to never stop.

“I think it’s time I tasted that sweet pussy, don’t you, baby?”

He moved again and she moaned and writhed when he parted her legs and replaced his finger with his mouth. He lapped at her first, tracing and tasting the dips and hollows of her center. Daphne keened deep in her throat when he found the tight entrance of her pussy and his tongue delved inside and retreated, then delved deeper. He devoured her dripping wetness. She arched against him, rotating her hips against his mouth in a totally uninhibited way that would have shocked her if she’d thought about it.

“Oh, Kade.”

He looked up between her legs, his mouth glistening with her juices, a wicked, wicked grin on his face. “Do you like that, Daphne?”

“Yes, now don’t stop.” Her hands pulled at his head, her body straining toward his sucking mouth, groans pouring from her throat.

She felt the heat of excitement sweep across her skin and sink into her body. The need was building higher and higher. The pleasure inside her taking her to a place she never knew existed. She rode the bliss he created, her hips pumping in a natural rhythm to his touch. Her muscles drew taut, sensation rolled over her as her hips moved. She ached to succumb to the power of his hands and mouth. But she longed to feel the hard length she’d held earlier, pushing into her, possessing her.

“Kade,” she pleaded. “Take me, Kade.”

“No. I want you to come on my tongue. I want to taste you, baby.” He kept his attention focused on her pussy, his thumb strummed her clit, pressing and rubbing harder and faster. “That’s it. Ride it out. Let me watch you come.”

Another lick and her climax raced through her. Daphne was panting by the time the shudders of release had settled down into mild tremors.

Desperate for release, his cock pulsating, Kade knew he still had to take it slow and easy. He didn’t want to frighten her away. Wolves were passionate. Humans were fragile. He gathered his control deep inside him, determined to make it as good as he possibly could despite his splintering control.

He moved up her body, spreading kisses over her soft belly, the underside of her breasts, along her throat. He took her mouth in a hard kiss, making her taste her own desire. It was exciting to share something so intimate. “I’ll try not to hurt you,” he said as he pulled away.

He guided his cock to her wet entrance and pushed. He groaned at the feeling of her flesh closing around him. The feeling of heaven. Of coming home.

“Oh, baby. Baby, you are so tight.” He stopped once the head of his dick was lodged firmly in her pussy. He wanted to ram himself home, take her to the hilt. Her body, her curvy, splendid body that made his wolf salivate like the animal he was, revealed so many things to him. Her hesitance in intimacy, her lack of experience screamed at him now. And if innocence had a smell it was her.

Slow, easy
, he warned the wolf.

He cupped one rounded ass cheek in his hand, palming it and tilting her hips so his entry would not be as painful. She was so tight, so small and his need had made him grow larger than he’d ever been before. Already he felt the knot near the base of his cock swelling. The knot let him know that this was indeed his mate. If he didn’t get inside her soon, before he knotted completely, he’d tear her open. Because there was no way he could stop now. He had to mate her.

He slid in and out, tempering his thrusts until he sensed she could take all of him. Then his hips pumped with a determined urgency. “That’s it, baby. Take every fucking inch of me,” he demanded with a grunt. He was hammering into her now, all control lost, shattered by the feel of her wet pussy around his heated flesh.

He took her. He took her with no finesse, his animal in complete control.

Mate.

Claim.

Dominate.

“Over.” He ordered, pulling out and flipping her onto her stomach. He arched over her, his big body covering hers. Her breasts swung down and he squeezed one, tweaking her nipple to keep her arousal at its peak. His cock pressed in the middle of her back, above the hips that were arching toward him, her pussy seeking what it wanted. He loved it.

“Are you mine, Daphne?” He pulled hard on her nipple. “Answer me.”

She panted as she tried to answer him. Her voice throbbed with want as she groaned, “Yes Kade, I’m yours. Take me, take me like a wolf takes his mate.”

Her words spiraled him out of control. He moved, positioning himself behind her. A primitive need swelled inside him. He needed to mark her. Claim her. He needed to enter her from behind, fuck her until he spilled his seed into her womb. Impregnate her. His animal howled with approval.

The blunt head of his cock spread her pussy open as he pushed into her, sliding deep with one sharp thrust of his hips. He was inside, her wetness welcoming his heat and they were both groaning as he filled her to the hilt. She’d taken all of him. Even his knot. He held her hips, bruising her as he pumped faster and faster, slamming into her core with almost brutal force, kissing the edge of pain. This was where he was meant to be, inside her, stroking her. He didn’t know where he left off and she began. They raced toward climax.

Dropping her head, she exposed her neck, mimicking the act of submission a female wolf would have given him as they mated. A noise emanated from his throat, somewhere between a growl and a snarl. A howl.

“Mine.”

She pushed back onto him, tempting him to increase the intensity, to own her. Spearing her again and again, he drove them higher. He seemed to grow bigger all over as he pounded into her channel. His knot expanding, pulling at the walls of her pussy as he stroked in and out.

Daphne screamed as he slammed into to her one last time and clamped his mouth on her throat. His teeth sliced through her flesh and he possessed her. His cock throbbed, releasing his seed into the mouth of her womb as he drank from her and marked her.

“Baby,” he groaned as he pulled away from her throat, licking the wound closed. He bowed his head, his forehead touching her back. His chest still heaving with the intensity of their coupling.

“I didn’t know,” she whispered, as the shudders slowed and their bodies grew still.

“I dreamed. I wanted. I hoped. And now I know, too,” he answered. Kissing the nape of her neck, he promised her forever with his touch.

With Kade’s cock buried inside her, Daphne had never felt so whole, so complete. As if he was the other half of her soul

You are, baby. You are.

He wrapped his arms around her and eased them down, side by side, their bodies still joined. His cock was still hard inside her, but he knew she needed to rest. She was a human and couldn’t recover as quickly as he could, despite the fire he’d discovered burning inside her.

“Sleep, mate.” All he wanted to do was move inside her, stoking that fire until she exploded again in his arms. He stroked her hair, her back, her shoulders until her breathing slowed and she slipped into slumber. He tugged the comforter over their chilling skin. He tightened his hold on her as she slept. Her sweet fragrance mixed with the scent of sex kept his body on edge. He closed his eyes, backing the wolf down. She was new to this, new to him. He had forever to claim his mate again. His animal finally agreed, circling inside him once before laying down to rest.

She was his now, body and soul.

They had found a good mate, a beautiful mate, the perfect mate.

The feel of soft hands smoothing over his chest brought Kade awake. They hadn’t been sleeping long and he was surprised that he had. But being in Daphne’s arms, being in her presence had calmed him. Calmed his beast. His cock jumped reminding him his beast wasn’t tamed at all. “Baby?”

She knelt beside him on the bed, her big breasts bare and just inches from his mouth. Her gaze was focused on his cock. Damn, the look in her eyes were about to make Kade blush. She looked so damn hungry. So eager.

“I—”

“Tell me.”

“I want to taste you.”

He went still at the soft slide of her fingers over his flesh. So did his wolf. It was a touch that burned. The breath slammed from his lungs. Her fingers stroked over the length of him, tracing him, shaping him. Tentatively, they slid lower to cup his sac. A low growl escaped his throat in warning.

It just made her smile. A wicked smile that went straight to his heart.

She moistened her lips. It took everything in him not to grab her head and force it down. He needed her mouth on him right that second. “Suck it.”

Daphne almost came at Kade’s low, animal driven order. She glanced at his face. His eyes were hooded, heavy-lidded. His eyes had gone completely gold with lust and unbridled passion—for her. Chubby, plain-Jane Daphne. She stared down at the drop of cum leaking from the smooth, velvet head of his dick. Her mouth watered and so did her pussy.

She curled her hand, trying to make a fist even though her hand couldn’t close around his width. He felt like velvet over steel, a fascinating combination. She started to pump him, up and down. She’d never done this for a man before. Everything was new to her tonight. New with him.

She had never considered herself a jealous woman, but the thought of him with other women made her angry. Her fist tightened around him and he groaned. Thinking she had hurt him, she almost pulled away. But then, his eyes closed and his body arched into her hand.

“More,” he grunted.

She continued to pump, varying the strength of her grip and the length of her strokes. Hard, soft. Short, long.

She felt a hand bunch her hair at the back of her neck.

“Suck it, I said.”

She opened her mouth and allowed him to force her head down. He continued to press her onto his hard length until she’d taken over half of him inside.

“Now use your tongue.”

He loosened the hold on her hair and she bobbed her head up and down, adjusting to the size of his cock inside her mouth and the feel of it bumping against the back of her throat. As she blew him, her tongue moved along his length. Needing to catch her breath, she pulled back and licked him, much like a cat licking a bowl of cream.

Cream. Pussy. My pussy.

The words floated in her ear. He pulsed against her tongue and she enclosed him in her mouth again. The taste of him was feral, all male. The slight tang of their loving still present. His hips jerked in a desperate, shallow rhythm she immediately caught onto. She drew him deeper, drawing him to the back of her throat, and deeper still.

“Daphne.” He said her name. That was all, a single word, a harsh plea.

He thickened, stretching her lips, filling her mouth, hot and pulsing with need. He tasted so male, so dark with passion, hot and delicious. She wanted to taste his seed.

“Relax, baby. Just relax and breathe. Let me in a little deeper.” His hand held her still and she felt him slide deeper, until she could take no more.

“Flatten your tongue.”

She was rubbing the sweet spot under the broad head before he stopped speaking, somehow knowing exactly what he wanted even though all of this was new to her. And then he was fucking her mouth. Giving her hard, guttural orders that made her flesh slicken with need. “Suck harder, honey. Harder. That’s so fucking good,” he cursed, his hips pumping up and down as he held her to him. She gave herself up to him, wanting only his pleasure, loving the sounds of his groans and the helpless thrusting of his hips.

She felt power surge through her, a dark passion that fed the lust now driving her as surely as it was driving him. Her pussy ached and suddenly she needed to come as badly as he did.

His hand became a band of steel around her head and his thrusts turned into short jerks until she felt his hot release pouring down her throat. His fingernails sank into her scalp as he emptied himself into her mouth.

Then the hold on her was gone, his arms by his sides, his energy depleted.

“Damn, baby. I think you killed me.”

She lapped at him, and his cock jerked again, even though it was slowly deflating. Not knowing what to do, she pulled away.

That had his eyes opening. They were still an amazing shade of gold. And still shimmered with heat. “Come here.”

He pulled her into his arms and then he was kissing her. His tongue stroking against hers and they were sharing their experience in yet another way.

Kade’s mind was blown away by the unselfishness of his mate’s act. She had embraced his dominance and given him the best damn blow job he’d ever had. Of course, any sexual experience with Daphne would be a million times better than anything he’d ever experienced.

His wolf smelled her wet pussy. Getting him off had aroused her. She was in need and it was his duty as her mate to see to that need.

He grinned as he flipped them over, covering her body with his.