Nadia licked and suckled on him; she was whimpering at the sheer pleasure of getting to do this to him when lucid and with his consent. She wanted to pleasure him and have him enjoy the action as much as she was.
She noted how unusually big he was. If she had gone on a date with a man of his length and size, she would have run straight out of the door if she saw him with his pants down. He wasn't freakishly big though but was enough to give pause.
Knowing she had been able to accommodate him and had ridden and fucked him twice, she knew she could take him. The thought made her even wetter. Angel moaned and ran his finger through her hair.
"Nadie," he rasped. She raised her eyes to look up into his. Even though she couldn't see his shadowed face, she could feel the heat of his eyes on her. "You want me inside you?" Angel asked even though he knew that was what she wanted. He could smell, and feel every one of her emotions.
"Yes …" she whispered.
Angel reached down to place his big hands on her shoulders, hoist her up as if she was a paperweight, and pressed her back to the tree. Nadia wrapped her arms around his neck, sought and found his lips again. As she pulled his upper lip into her mouth he stroked the hem of her vulva, groaned into her mouth at how wet she was and slowly used the crown of his cock to replace his fingers, and continued to brush it against the opening of her vagina.
Nadia shook hard against his skin, the action sent electrifying pleasure to her very core. She wanted to pull back and cry his name but he didn't let her. He deepened the kiss then, muffled her cries. Nadia trembled hard.
Angel knew having her in this position was quite different from when she was the one atop him. In that position, she was in control of how much of him she took into her body and the pace. But not this time. If he acted on how much he wanted her and fucked her as hard as he had wanted, he would hurt her.
As he slowly became one with her, he constantly reminded himself that she was human and not a she-wolf. It was hard and almost incredibly impossible to stay in control, but he did. Although she was quite tight, the foreplay had gotten her wet enough, making it easy for him to slip into her. Her vagina walls closed tightly around him like a fist, the pleasure of it was almost painful.
He slowly bucked against her at first, kissing her at the same time. His head was hazy with pleasure. He swore if Antonio Rufus' men came at him at that moment, he wouldn't let Nadia go until he was truly done. Being inside her was like getting high from ecstasy. At that moment, she owned every single part of him, including his very soul.
He found he hated that she had that much control over him, and loved that she seemed equally enamored. She whispered his name repeatedly like a prayer and even called him ‘darling’.
Being treated like a worthless dog for the past ten years made the words even more potent. He wished he could keep her with him and not let her go. But that meant death. The thought that she was possibly toying with him plagued him. It made his heart tighten and he surged forward into her, fucking her even harder.
Nadia moaned, loving every minute of it. When she neared release, she shook and held on tightly to him, making him maintain his speed until she relaxed against him, then he drove into her, closing his eyes and for about a minute he lost control. His eyes flashed open, glowing brighter and darker under the moonlight, and his sharp claws and fangs extended as he half-shifted. He panted, halting his actions.
Placing his head against hers, he took a deep calming breath. Trying to contain himself. He was in shock. Due to all the drugs, Antonio Rufus Frankenstein's doctor had been pumping into them, and the evil contraption they sometimes strapped around their necks whenever they wanted to use them for some evil machinations, none of them had been able to feel their beast for the longest time, but he had, the very minute he set his gaze on Nadia.
And now, mating with her, his beast was literally skin deep, fighting to surface just so he could have her -- Nadia, his mate. She obviously didn’t know she was awakening a beast inside him that wanted to fuck her, otherwise, she would not have bucked against him at that very moment, rolling her hips and making it even harder to stay in control.
"Stop!" Angel growled deep in his throat, causing him to sound guttural. When she trembled and he perceived her fear, he knew he must have scared her with his harsh tone. "You are going to make me lose control," he explained in a raspy whisper.
"I want you to lose control and fuck me hard," she whispered back, sounding breathless. Angel groaned.
"I don't want to hurt you. I am not built like your human males. Don’t forget that. I am stronger, bigger … I could really hurt you," he replied, not wanting to tell her his beast wanted out. He was certain that would douse her desire for him.
"You won't. I'm stronger than I look, Angel," she replied. "Please, darling. I don't want you to hold back or stop… I really want you … all of you, Angel."
Angel's heart shook in his chest. She was begging for him — begging for him to have her. The thought made him feel really good to his core. Taking a deep breath he whispered, "Close your eyes, Nadie, and don't open them until I say so."