No Remorse (10 page)

Her wolf was so close, but she knew that she would not force the change. The wolf encouraged her forward, pushed her to mate with the man, the wolf, in her bed. Amber was hot, her whole body felt flush when his hand unbuttoned her jeans to slide inside. His strong fingers lightly brushed her hot mound, sliding gently across the folds of her entrance. Her eyes opened wide when the tip of his finger gently touched the hard bud, sliding slowly against the moist wetness.

He watched her face from where he suckled at her breast. From her wide-eyed look, he knew she had never been touched like this before and his heart sang. His hot mouth left her breast and she started to sit up again, to reach for him, but he put his hand on her stomach and held her in place.

“Wait? Blake I have never,” she stammered her face flushing with embarrassment.

“I will never hurt you,” he promised as his mouth kissed down her stomach to the opening of her jeans. His tongue licked at the tender skin at the top of her womanhood.

When he removed his hand from inside her pants, she protested. Laughing softly at her reaction, he reached for the waistband of her jeans. He saw the hesitancy in her eyes.

“Tell me now, Amber. Tell me now or I can’t promise I’ll be able to stop later. You are too damned beautiful,” he told her in a husky voice from where knelt between her legs, looking up into her face.
 

Blake could see the war she fought inside her head. Her face was an open book. His hands rested on her waistband, waiting for her to make the decision.

Amber stared into the caramel eyes that watched her and couldn’t help but think that he had turned into such a beautiful man. Her wolf reached for his wolf. She wanted him. Smiling shyly, she nodded her head.

“Are you sure?” he asked, excitement in his voice. He waited anxiously.

In response, she lifted her butt from the bed, placing her hands on his helping to push her pants past her hips. Blake eagerly slid her jeans down so his mouth could kiss the matching red panties she wore underneath. He cut his eyes up at her and smiled. He was right when he had guessed that she would not be the frilly panty type. He was pleased--the red thongs fit her shape nicely.

Amber shivered when his tongue darted out and tasted her wetness through the thin cloth. He continued licking while his hands slid the pants down her legs. She was forced to lift her legs to allow him to pull them down her ankles and off her feet. With her limbs in the air he grabbed her thighs and spread them, so her legs were on either side of his hips. He eased her feet down to meet the bed. Doing this opened her thighs and gave him better access to the delicate sweetness between her legs. Blake sat back and looked down at her laying open for him to see. He stared down at her, then back up into her eyes. Although the panties covered her, she felt exposed and wanted to close her legs. He felt her slight movement and his hands held her firmly in place.

“Don’t, I want to look at you. You are even more beautiful than I imagined and sexy as hell!” He told her with heat in his eyes.

Amber drew in a sharp breath, her eyes meeting his. She was surprised that he had thought of her this way. She never thought of herself as being beautiful or sexy, but was happy that he did.
 
 

Blake kissed her knee, his hand gliding up and down her thighs. Licking and nibbling while Amber squirmed on the bed. Holding firmly onto her legs while his mouth came closer to the wetness between them, he drew in a deep breath, smelling the scent that was all Amber. Quickly, dipping his head, his hot mouth covered the red silk material that hid her hot center. Her hips arched with excited pleasure as he sucked and licked her through her panties.

She felt his fingers slide under the scrap of fabric to caress the wetness between her legs, his mouth following as the material slid to the side. His tongue slipped through her moist folds and found the hard little bud. Her body trembled in anticipation.

Amber felt her womb clench tight when his tongue licked slowly across her most sensitive spot. His velvety tongue did a slow dance on her intimately while she writhed in sensual pleasure on the bed. Her hands were buried deep his in hair, holding his head in place, moaning, she tossed her head from side to side at the unexpected sensations that gripped her body. Her legs worked up and down on the bed, wanting to push away from the torture of his sweet tongue, yet pushing her hips up to meet the long tender strokes.

Her eyes opened wide, gasping for breath when his finger slid into her snug wetness. She heard and felt his matching moan as his fingers invaded the tightness. He slid a second finger inside, stretching her. Her muscles clenched his fingers as if in a vice, tightening and releasing. His tongued continued to dance across her sensitive bud while his fingers slid in and out of her, slipping through her velvety softness. Moving slowly at first, gradually picking up speed when she became accustomed to him being inside of her. He curled his fingers slightly inside, gliding quickly over the spot that set her body on fire. She screamed and bucked wildly as her body reacted to his caresses. She wanted to push him away, but found that she was pulling him closer. As the first wave subsided she stared down into his eyes as he smiled gently up at her. Blake’s tongue still lapped at her wetness.

Amber fought to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling; she struggled to understand what he was doing to her body. Her skin crawled with sensations, with her eyes wide she stared down at him with a hint of yellow surrounded by the darkness, her dilated pupils made her eyes almost black.

He continued stroking her slowly as her tight sheath clenched at his fingers. His casted hand was working at his own jeans to push them down his hips. He kept his mouth on her, but pulled his hand away to rid himself of his pants. The brief moment left her feeling empty; she wanted him inside of her. His hand returned immediately and found the hot wetness once again and continued to stroke her wet lips.

Blake leaned back on his knees, holding his hand out to her and he pulled her to sit, he suckled her taunt breast then found his way to her mouth. His lips caressed hers, allowing her to taste her own sex. His kiss became harder, more demanding while her hands ran up and down his strong shoulders, down to his waist. Breaking the kiss, she grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and tugged it over his head as he pushed her shirt down her back. Slipping the bra straps off her shoulders, his hand unlatched the back with one swift movement of his fingers and that too disappeared. Her hands were pushing at the underwear he wore and he left her briefly to push them off to join his pants on the floor.

Her sensitive skin tingled when the hairs on this chest brushed her arm. She lay back as his hard body covered hers, his mouth taking hers in a deep kiss. Their tongues dancing the age old battle of lovers across the centuries.

She felt his bulging manhood pulsating on her leg from where he lay half across her, his knee wedged between hers. Blake’s fingers found the tender flesh between her thighs once again, passionately kissing her hot mouth.

Amber ran her hand down his hip and reached for the long thick shaft. Her fingers not touching as she wrapped her hand around him. Her eyes opened wide at the size of him. At her touch, it pulsated with life in her hands. His hips jerked forward when she pulled lightly, he adjusted his hips slightly, allowing her hands to tentatively feel his length.

After a few moments of allowing her to explore, his hand swiftly grabbed a hold of hers. “No, this is about you tonight. I won’t last very long if you keep touching me that way,” his voice sounded gruff as he nuzzled her neck, nipping at her, he held her hand still.

Amber smiled; delighted that she had that kind of effect on him. She wondered briefly how he expected to fit that thing inside of her. His hands and mouth on her body made her forget her worries.

Blake’s hand continued stroking the fleshy moist lips between her legs. He shifted his hips and his hands left her moments before she felt the head of his manhood replace where his fingers had left off.

He gave a strangled groan as his sensitive head felt her tight sheath spasm in response to his strokes. Moving his hips forward just a bit allowed the tip to enter slightly. Eliciting a moan when Amber felt the invasion, she opened her legs wider to allow more access. Inexperienced excitement caused her to thrust her hips in response to the slight penetration. Causing Blake to have to grab her hips and still her movements, preventing her from painfully impaling herself on him.

“Slow, honey, I don’t want to hurt you,” warning her gently, yet encouraging her movements. His hands guided her, slightly moving his hips, he allowed the tip to slip through the tight entrance, then retreat. He brought himself up on his knees as he lifted her butt from the bed, her legs bent at the knees to hold her in place. Blake guided her hips in a slow rocking motion that caused him sweet torture.

Allowing her body to adjust to the width of him, Blake wanted to ram inside of her, to grind into her, but knew she wasn’t ready for that. So he forced himself to breath and calm down. His wolf was beating at him to claim his woman, to claim his mate as his own.

With eyes narrowed slits of desire, Amber watched him slide slowly inside her, inch by slow agonizingly sweet inch. She felt herself stretching to accommodate his width. He slid in and out, in and out of her deliciously wet tightness. He watched her, watched the pleasure sliding across her face at seeing them joined. He pushed a little further inside until the head of his shaft hit a wall and stopped.

He closed his eyes and said a silent prayer of thanks, confirming his earlier thought that she was still a virgin. But that meant that he had to be extra careful with her. He wanted this to be the perfect night for her, a night she would never forget.

Amber felt him pause as he pushed against the thin skin of her virginity. She was aware that there would be slight pain, but heard that it disappeared quickly. She was restless and wanted him to stop going so slow. She wanted him to love her, to take what she was offering. Her hips pushed forward. He anticipated her move and pulled back with her, not entering her fully yet.

“Be patient, baby,” Blake crooned brushing his finger across her sensitive nub, once again causing her to clench tightly around him. He closed his eyes briefly and she heard the swift intake of his breath. Rotating her hips, Amber clenched her muscles around him, wrenching another deep moan almost a growl from him.

Laughing seductively Amber continued moving her hips in a circular motion, loving the feel of him inside her and enjoying the expressions that washed across his face. Suddenly, he yanked himself out of her; jerking her hips to his hot mouth, he ravaged her sweetness. Eating as if he was starving and she was his last meal. Growling a deep guttural moan, her hands gripped the sheets while she tossed her head wildly from side to side, her body out of control from the erotic pleasures he was giving her.

He brought her to the brink, but never let her pe
a
k. Over and over again, until she was begging him, “Please, I can’t, I can’t…” Amber fought to catch her breath.

His shaft was so swollen with need he hurt. But he forced himself to wait. He wanted her to be completely ready for him. He made sure of that by keeping his head firmly locked between her between her thighs, no matter how hard she pulled his hair, or begged for him to stop.

“I want,” she said breathlessly, “I want you inside me now!” She demanded.

His tongue continued swirling around her tingling bud, but this time he didn’t stop when she came close to the brink. He continued, applying more pressure until he felt her clamp down around his finger. Ambers back arched and her head was thrown back screaming in ecstasy as the waves of release hit her.

Blake jerked his hips up between her legs positioning his shaft to enter her. As the waves continued to wash over her he inched his thick head into her tight pulsating velvet sheath, and then slid quickly inside. Her eyes opened wide for the brief moment of pain, her eyes meeting his. When he began moving his hips her pain was quickly forgotten and she moved her hips to meet his. His strokes got longer, faster and harder, she met him thrust for thrust. Holding himself back, he knew she was not ready for his full length. They stared into each other’s eyes as the heat built with the friction of their bodies slapping together.

He leaned back on his heels while he sat on his knees, pulling her up into his arms. His hands on her waist, she wrapped her legs around him and rode the length of him in long slow strokes. His mouth sucked on her breast and she threw her head back, reveling in the pleasure between her legs and the pain as he bit gently on her nipple. She began to ride him faster and harder, his hands lifting her up and holding her from going too far down on him.

His hand slipped between them as his finger teased the hard bud, drawing a circular path faster and faster while she rode him. Suddenly Amber felt everything inside her burst and saw stars at his slightest touch, her body clenched and unclenched in final release. He pounded into her, joining her as they both reached their peak. Suddenly, she felt the pain of his bite on her shoulder, and in response, her mouth landed on him and she bit into his shoulder. They rode out the waves of passion, her body milking his until there was nothin
g left. Their mouths sought
each other’s, their canines still extended, they shared the taste of the others blood as they floated back to earth.

Collapsing on the bed, they struggled to catch their breath. “Damn!” Blake breathed, pulling her close.