Wolf's Soul (12 page)

“I"m not.”

“You are.” Reclaiming her lips, he crushed her to him. One hand on her back, the other found the soft rise of her butt. He cupped one cheek and pulled her harder against him. Marisol"s eyes widened. Gods, he loved looking at her face. He lifted and sat her again on the table. “Wrap your legs around me. That"s it. Is this the first time a man touched you? First time to have a man lave on your breasts?

“Yes and no.”

Callum stopped. “What"s that suppose to mean?”

“I had a boyfriend, but…”

“He"s gay.” And he continued loving her breasts. He didn"t want to talk about her ex. Not right now.

Give her what she asks of you. Make her yours. Join your bodies. Mate with her.

“I"ll give you ecstasy you"ve never experienced before.”

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“More than this?” He answered by taking her mouth with such savage intensity it had Marisol whimpering. Flattening his hand against her spine, Callum moved one hand around to cup her breast. Raising his mouth from her, he looked deep into her passion-coated eyes. “I will taste you, baby. Lick your juice, suck your clit until you release your orgasm. You taste sweet, but I want the sweetest part of you.”

“Oh god.”

Callum smiled hearing the catch on her breathing. He felt victorious seeing Marisol"s body quiver. She was so aroused he bet she"d come as soon as he touched her pussy. Pushing up her breast, he lowered his head to capture one taut dusky pink nipple. Marisol moaned and thrust her chest. A woman"s breasts. His weakness. Night and day, he could do this. Suck, taste, lave, nip, tease. A rolling nipple against his tongue—fantastically erotic.

“Jesus, Callum.”

“That"s it, baby. Let me have a taste of your breasts. Hmm…”
Gads, what did I
do to deserve heaven.
He slid his hand down her stomach to the mound he"d been dreaming of touching. Inching lower, he raked the pubic hair her thong failed to cover. The coarse hair told him he was close to finding her virginal pussy and the clit that could bring great pleasure to both of them.

Inching his fingers even lower, he touched her slick pussy.

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“Callum.”

“I"ll be gentle. I won"t hurt you, promise.” He kissed her again as he guided her body down the table. Hooking his finger, he pulled her thong to the side. He spread her lips apart then dipped his middle finger inside her slippery entry. “Just how I like it. A dripping pussy.” Callum slowly pumped his finger drawing in and out of her hot juice. He spread her pre-cum around her vagina making her slicker to his touch.

Marisol moaned and clamped her legs tight around his waist. Her ass flexing beneath his hand.

Sticking his tongue out, he made a path from her cleavage down her ribs to her stomach. “I want to taste your come, baby. Will you let me?”

“Yes, yes, Callum.”

Hot and ready to burst himself, he removed Marisol"s thong. Fuck, her scent was driving him crazy. Hungry for more, he suckled her nipple again. He was rewarded with Marisol"s erotic whimpers. Slowly, he kissed his way down her stomach. When he reached the soft skin just below Marisol"s navel, he hooked his hands behind her knees, lifted her legs up, and rested her heels on the table. He nearly lost his control when he saw how ready she was. “Baby, you"re so ready and so beautiful.”

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Callum stared at Marisol"s weeping pussy for a full second before lowering his head to give her one long lick. Just as he thought—fucking sweet.

“Oh god, Callum.”

“Yeah, I know. Good, huh?” He combed her springy curls back and then sucked her clit.

Marisol screamed his name.

Damn, it had been way too long since he"d tasted carnal desire it felt like he was a teenage pup again—eager to please and to be pleased. His dick throb so hard it hurt. He wanted to slide in and out of her but reminded himself that she was not his to take. Instead of his cock, he used two fingers to penetrate her beautiful wet pussy. While watching his movement, he pumped his fingers in a slow tempo.

Marisol let out a sound that told him she liked what he was doing.

His body as tight as a wound string, he lowered his head to inhale her scent.

Callum nearly ejaculated. Fuck! Unable to withstand the anticipation, he devoured her little nub men craved for. So little flesh and yet it held a power that could weaken even a stronger man. Her walls clamped around his fingers. Careful not to touch her hymen, he moved his fingers in and out of her slick pussy. With her juice covering his fingers he pulled them out and licked them clean. “Honey-sweet,” he said then inch by inch pushed them back again inside her pussy.

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Marisol licked her lips as she met his gaze. He smiled at her then stuck his tongue out to tickle her clit. Her groan and the erotic move of her hips served as fuel to the fire growing deep inside of him. What he"d done to her nipple, he did it to her clit.

“Callum!” she screamed and gripped his hair tighter.

She’s begging to be fucked. Do it, Callum. Just look at her body. And that pussy…

He closed his eyes and concentrated on giving her what he promised. Lust fever would go down as soon as she reached her orgasm. Then he could keep his distance.

Pressing the flat of his tongue on her clit, he moved his head from side to side. Damn, he wanted to free his hard dick and bury his length deep inside her but he mustn"t. He meant to pleasure Marisol. This was all about her. He reached for her breast, squeezed her nipple lightly then lowered his head again to feast on her honeyed pussy.

Marisol whimpered erotically pushing him off the edge.

Since his ex-fiancé Viola, he never touched a woman this way. His clan boasted beautiful she-shifters, but only a few of them had caught his attention or had made him as hard as he was right now. And Marisol caused it.

When was the last time he had a good fuck. It had been too long. He couldn"t do this a minute longer.

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Callum trapped her sweet clit between his lips and sucked. He knew this little part of the woman"s body very well. Maybe it had been too long since he"d had a taste, but his experience was extensive. Not letting go, he continued to pull the nub with his mouth until Marisol"s thighs and ass muscles tightened. She called his name repeatedly seconds before he felt the gush of warm liquid around his fingers. Damn, he loved feeling a woman climax.

Pulling his fingers out of her pussy, he replaced them with his mouth and tasted her juice out before clamping his mouth on her clit again. Lust pounded the blood through his, chest, head and dick. With his two fingers formed like a V, he spread her pussy lips and laved her clean. Right that minute, Callum wanted nothing else but to fuck her from behind and claim her innocence, be one with her.

The beast inside him screamed, wanting to mate with Marisol, but he summoned his powers to contain his urges. Someday, in a different life, in a different realm, perhaps he"d get a chance to claim her.

Not now. Not here. Not yet.

He clamped his mouth on the soft skin inside her thigh as he tried to control his breathing and raging lust. After planting a long lingering kiss on her pussy one more time, he slowly scooted back up, pressing kisses on her quivering belly, breasts and mouth. “Feel better?” He whispered.

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Marisol smiled languidly as she lay panting on the table, her chest still heaving. “Yes, I feel so, so…pleasured.”

With tenderness, he hugged Marisol"s limp, soft, and curvaceous body. She sighed against his neck, her breath hot against his skin when reality dawned on him. He"d protect her until he drew his last breath. Until he knew she was safe from Atos. He kissed the side of her neck. For the mean time, what was he going to do with her? In a short period of time, she crawled right inside his skin. He couldn"t recall a time in his life when he wanted someone this bad. Someone he couldn"t have.

“Baby, what did you do to me?”

“I haven"t done anything.”

Callum chuckled. “Woman, you have no idea how powerful you are.”

“Guess not. Callum?”

“Yeah?”

“I"m a virgin, but not naïve. You gave me what my body sought, but you didn"t get yours.”

“Baby, I can"t mate with you.”

“I know. But I want to please you, too. And there is another way, right?”

“Yes.”

“Show me.”

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“Marisol,” he breathed her name. “You don"t have to.”

“I want to. It"s only fair.”

He trapped her still flushed face between his large hands. “I"ll be fine.”

“Show me. Tell me what to do.”

“Damn, you"re one stubborn beautiful human.” Growling low deep in his throat, he devoured her mouth. He only released her hold on her to unbutton and unzipped his pants. His dick sprung. Relieved, he sighed in Marisol"s mouth. But he wanted a different kind of relief.

Grabbing Marisol"s shoulder, he helped her sit up. He took Marisol"s hand and guided her toward his throbbing dick. “Touch me.”

He trembled when Marisol"s finger touched the tip of his cock. A woman"s touch. Magical. Precious. And so fucking good. “Hold me.”

Soft and smaller than his, Marisol wrapped her hand around his cock.

Callum groaned. He leaned his forehead on her shoulder and savored the feeling of her hand slowly moving up and down the length of his shaft. “Fuck.”

He thrust his hips in synchrony with her hand pumping.

“So velvety. You"re hard and smooth”

“Baby…”He covered her hand with his and thrust harder. In his mind, he was moving in and out of Marisol, feeling her tight passage. He was getting closer to his release. “Kiss me.”

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Marisol opened her mouth to him and kissed him without inhibitions.

“Hmm…”

His desire overrode everything else. He pumped faster and faster.

“Callum,”

“Baby, don"t let go.” It was the way she uttered his name; sensual, loving, so sincere that made him growl and release his seed in her hand. Another thrust followed by a couple more and he emptied himself.

Tired and satisfied—temporarily, he hugged Marisol tight. It was so damn good to be in her arms, to feel her soft curves, to feel her heartbeat against his, but he couldn"t let this happen again.

“Are you okay?” Marisol asked. Her voice laced with tenderness.

“Never been better.” He nipped the smooth skin on the base of her neck.

“Never been better,” he repeated.

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Feeling better lasted exactly three hours.

Callum was finally able to convince Marisol that she needed to rest. The dratted woman asked more questions about her family, his background, and complained that she wouldn"t be able to take her pet cemetery before she finally agreed to pack. He wanted to laugh when she pouted and grumbled her way into her room. He wanted to follow. God knows all he wanted was to lay with Marisol, but kept his feet from taking one more step and remained outside her door. From there, he watched Marisol. “Pack light. Take only what you need.”

“What I need would require at least three suitcases.”

“A bag. That"s it. Do as I say, Marisol. It"s for your own good.”

Marisol"s brows arched high when she looked at him. Her eyes showed annoyance. “You"re not the boss of me.”

Sheez, Mark raised a brat. The way she was staring at him while chewing her bottom lip, Callum could tell she was considering ignoring him. He shook his head in warning.

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In truth, deep inside he wished she would try ignoring him again. To give him reason to ravish her mouth again. Hell, with her bed only a foot away from her, he"d surely do more than just a kiss. He"d make love with her in a hurry. And damn him to hell that was what he wanted right now.

Finally, Marisol must have realized that she wasn"t going to win so she walked over to her closet and pulled out an empty black hiker"s backpack. Leaning against the doorjamb, he oversaw her packing.

“A small toiletry bag, underwear, shirt, boxers, a pair of jeans, and my father"s medicine kit. How"s that for a light packing?”

“Good enough. If you need anything we can buy it later.”

“Fine. I guess I don"t have to take a suitcase full of my things anyway. Surely, I wouldn"t be gone long. Two or three days tops?”

Callum didn"t answer. Contradicting her would only result to more questions that required long winded answers. And he wasn"t in the mood to explain. The quicker he distanced himself from Marisol the faster he could forget about how soft she felt and wonderful she tasted. There were demons outside her cabin, lurking around. He needed a clear head and stay focus.

Marisol placed the backpack at the foot of her bed. He hoped it stayed there.

Chances were it wouldn"t.

“Go to bed. You need rest, Mari.”

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“You"re worried. You think something will happen, don"t you?”

“I don"t know what will happen, baby. What we don"t know could hurt you.”

“Like Atos coming in the middle of the night.” Marisol glanced at the window. “That"s why I shouldn"t sleep. I want to be awake when he or they arrive,” she muttered.

Damn. He reached the spot where she stood in two quick strides. “Stop worrying.”

Marisol looked up and met his eyes. “They are coming.”

Callum held her face between his hands, leaned down and kissed her. Hard.

He kissed her to make her forget about Atos, but as soon as their lips met, the kiss overshadowed his purpose. He slanted his mouth he plunged his tongue deep into the depth of her mouth.

Marisol"s tongue touched his before she gently sucked him. He cupped her ass, splayed his fingers then pressed her on his already hardening cock. The kiss wasn"t gentle. It was as sensual as it could get. Deep, arousing, erotic. This woman, a virgin one, was a raging fire in his blood. Her physical heat was too hot, exciting, and god damn it, he liked that about her.