her, taking her until they both came. If Ryder’s ancestor decided to
show up, she had no problem telling him to get lost until they were done.
Nothing was going to get in the way of her having Ryder.
Ryder pulled away from her mouth on a groan as she stroked
his cock through his pants. “That feels so damn good. I waited all day to have
your hands on me again.”
“You and me both.” She nipped his chin. “Make us naked,
Ryder. I don’t want to wait to get skin-to-skin with you.”
All her clothes vanished in a blink of an eye, as did
Ryder’s. It was Wren’s turn to groan at the feel of his nude body pressed
against hers. She kissed the hollow of his throat before she started a journey
downward that would end with her eye level with his erection.
Wren pressed her lips against each of his defined pecs, then
flicked both of his flat nipples with the tip of her tongue. Ryder’s heavy
breathing filled her ears as she continued down from the center of his chest to
his abs. She breathed in his musky scent, the wolf in her loving the smell of
the man she’d chosen for her mate.
She went down on her knees and stared at the part of Ryder
she wanted most. His cock stuck out straight from his body and was fully engorged.
It jerked, and Wren licked her lips in anticipation of tasting it.
With her gaze locked with his as she looked up at him, she
wrapped her fingers around his shaft and gave him a couple of good pumps.
Ryder’s mouth fell open on a quiet moan. His hips thrust toward her. She
tightened her hold on him and circled the head of his dick with her tongue, all
the while still staring at him.
Another groan escaped Ryder, louder than the one before.
“Wren, take me inside your mouth. Suck on me.”
In way of reply, Wren parted her lips and took his cock
between them. She sucked him back as far as she could, then slowly slid him out
until her mouth was only around the flared head. She closed her eyes and
stroked the sensitive spot just under it with the flat of her tongue before she
took him back inside. Wren continued this slow and steady movement. Ryder’s
shaft grew harder, the sounds of pleasure he made ramped up her arousal.
Wetness leaked onto her inner thighs. She squeezed her legs together, trying to
alleviate some of the ache inside her pussy.
Ryder thrust his cock into her mouth, fucking it. Wren
looked up at him briefly to find him intently watching what she did to him. His
face wore a mask of pleasure. He breathed harshly, with moans and groans coming
every few seconds.
“God, Wren,” Ryder said in a strained voice. “I’m getting
too close. You’re going to have to stop or this will be over before it’s
begun.”
Ryder would lose his erection if he came in her mouth. She
didn’t want that to happen. Unlike male werewolves, who could keep an erection
for hours after coming several times, Ryder didn’t have that capability. Not
that Wren had any experience with it since she’d only ever been with male
mortals.
She released him and stood. “Make love to me, Ryder. I’m
more than ready to have you inside me.”
“Your eyes are glowing.”
Of course they were. It was a testament to how turned-on she
was. Werewolves’ eyes took on a muted glow when they were very aroused or
angry. She was definitely feeling the first one.
“You did that to me,” she said.
Ryder put his arms around her and gently laid her on the
soft grass. He settled on top of her, his hips wedged between her spread
thighs. Wren moaned as his hard cock brushed against her. He thrust against
her, not going inside, wetting his length in her juices. He did it again and
again until she begged him to take her.
Wren lifted her hips as he slowly worked his cock deep
inside her pussy. He stretched her deliciously, filling her all the way once he
was seated to the hilt. She’d lost count of how many times she’d pictured them
like this, their bodies joined in the act of love.
He lifted himself onto his bent arms, then
show up, she had no problem telling him to get lost until they were done.
Nothing was going to get in the way of her having Ryder.
Ryder pulled away from her mouth on a groan as she stroked
his cock through his pants. “That feels so damn good. I waited all day to have
your hands on me again.”
“You and me both.” She nipped his chin. “Make us naked,
Ryder. I don’t want to wait to get skin-to-skin with you.”
All her clothes vanished in a blink of an eye, as did
Ryder’s. It was Wren’s turn to groan at the feel of his nude body pressed
against hers. She kissed the hollow of his throat before she started a journey
downward that would end with her eye level with his erection.
Wren pressed her lips against each of his defined pecs, then
flicked both of his flat nipples with the tip of her tongue. Ryder’s heavy
breathing filled her ears as she continued down from the center of his chest to
his abs. She breathed in his musky scent, the wolf in her loving the smell of
the man she’d chosen for her mate.
She went down on her knees and stared at the part of Ryder
she wanted most. His cock stuck out straight from his body and was fully engorged.
It jerked, and Wren licked her lips in anticipation of tasting it.
With her gaze locked with his as she looked up at him, she
wrapped her fingers around his shaft and gave him a couple of good pumps.
Ryder’s mouth fell open on a quiet moan. His hips thrust toward her. She
tightened her hold on him and circled the head of his dick with her tongue, all
the while still staring at him.
Another groan escaped Ryder, louder than the one before.
“Wren, take me inside your mouth. Suck on me.”
In way of reply, Wren parted her lips and took his cock
between them. She sucked him back as far as she could, then slowly slid him out
until her mouth was only around the flared head. She closed her eyes and
stroked the sensitive spot just under it with the flat of her tongue before she
took him back inside. Wren continued this slow and steady movement. Ryder’s
shaft grew harder, the sounds of pleasure he made ramped up her arousal.
Wetness leaked onto her inner thighs. She squeezed her legs together, trying to
alleviate some of the ache inside her pussy.
Ryder thrust his cock into her mouth, fucking it. Wren
looked up at him briefly to find him intently watching what she did to him. His
face wore a mask of pleasure. He breathed harshly, with moans and groans coming
every few seconds.
“God, Wren,” Ryder said in a strained voice. “I’m getting
too close. You’re going to have to stop or this will be over before it’s
begun.”
Ryder would lose his erection if he came in her mouth. She
didn’t want that to happen. Unlike male werewolves, who could keep an erection
for hours after coming several times, Ryder didn’t have that capability. Not
that Wren had any experience with it since she’d only ever been with male
mortals.
She released him and stood. “Make love to me, Ryder. I’m
more than ready to have you inside me.”
“Your eyes are glowing.”
Of course they were. It was a testament to how turned-on she
was. Werewolves’ eyes took on a muted glow when they were very aroused or
angry. She was definitely feeling the first one.
“You did that to me,” she said.
Ryder put his arms around her and gently laid her on the
soft grass. He settled on top of her, his hips wedged between her spread
thighs. Wren moaned as his hard cock brushed against her. He thrust against
her, not going inside, wetting his length in her juices. He did it again and
again until she begged him to take her.
Wren lifted her hips as he slowly worked his cock deep
inside her pussy. He stretched her deliciously, filling her all the way once he
was seated to the hilt. She’d lost count of how many times she’d pictured them
like this, their bodies joined in the act of love.
He lifted himself onto his bent arms, then
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