~Lou Wilson~
Arian's shaft was still in me all the way, and it didn't look like he was going to pull it out anytime soon.
No, instead he stayed on top of me as he was and kissed me softly behind my ear, causing goosebumps to spread again.
What is this man doing to me now?
"I love you so damn much," he moaned between his tender kisses. He kissed his lips down my jawline until he came to my mouth and claimed it.
As he pulled his face a little farther away to look at me, I gave him a shy smile and was about to say I love you back when he started moving inside me again.
I pulled a happy grimace out of my smile, which made Arian laugh.
Shit, this man is tireless too.
My core was still very sensitive, so I moaned loudly and almost came again if he wasn't moving so slowly. shit man
"Arian!" I gasped as he picked up the pace again.
But suddenly he pulled out of me and left a yawning emptiness in me. I wanted to growl in disappointment if he hadn't turned me around and sunk into me again.
Now I stood on all fours in front of him and for the first time had the chance to look around properly. And damn, that was a nice place. The most beautiful flowers were blooming all around us and some pollen dust glistened in the sunlight, so that pollen allergy sufferers probably wanted to run away screaming. Which fortunately didn't affect us werewolves.
The spot where we lay was flat, but that didn't make the place any less beautiful. Because he was just magical. Probably my new favorite place in the pack.
All that play of colors almost distracted me from the fact that Arian was still moving within me. But when he suddenly wrapped his arms around my upper body and took me even harder in doggy style, it brought me back to the here and now. With his claws extended, he tore my entire top to pieces so that it was only hanging in tatters on my upper body and Arian could reach for my now free breasts with his hands. Even the skirt, which was only pulled up, he mercilessly tore open on the sides and threw it to the side. Somewhere among all the flowers.
His groin slapped loudly against my butt as I felt Arian deeper and deeper inside me. It would be best if it could go on like this forever, because it just felt too good.
But I quickly noticed the pressure building in my bud and screamed for release.
"Faster Arian!" I groaned. My fingers dug into the mossy forest floor beneath me, dirt collecting under my fingernails. But that didn't matter right now.
Arian increased his speed and the only thing that could be heard in the whole clearing was the clapping of our houses and our rapid breathing.
"Fuck!" Arian growled loudly. He straightened up and wrapped his big, strong hands around my waist.
Just before my own orgasm he slowed down and I felt his shaft twitch inside me.
"Don't stop!" I said disappointed, to which Arian didn't answer at all.
Pumping more cum into me, he slowly kissed down my spine. Again he wrapped his strong arms around my torso and locked me in his grip.
When he got to the crook of my neck, I automatically cocked my head to the side. His kisses did much too good right there.
"Open your eyes.", Arian whispered hoarsely. I did as I was told and watched the colorful play of colors in front of me. I almost felt high, here with Arian and a look at the colorful flowers.
Arian continued to kiss my neck, but then I surprisingly felt his extended fangs brushing over my tender skin. Then he stopped and the next second I felt them penetrating my skin.
Immediately, a wave of new feelings came up in me. The desire increased and brought me to the brink of orgasm. I felt the sparks between our bodies fly even more intensely. Arian's feelings hit me and all I felt from him was pure love and bliss. I was getting the same feelings myself, and if I wasn't feeling high before, I probably am now.
It seemed like there were no worries in this world. Just me and Arian.
Arian relaxed again and withdrew. When its shaft disappeared from my vagina, it left me disappointed. He kissed my left buttock and slapped me on the other.
Then he carefully turned me around again so that I could look into his sweaty face, which was nonetheless the most beautiful and hottest thing I've ever seen.
My eyes immediately found his lips covered in blood, which he quickly removed with his tongue. But it didn't bother me. After all, that meant he finally tagged me.
He tagged me. Now nothing can separate us.
Arian stepped a few more inches away only to pull the clean white t-shirt he was still wearing over his head. He also shook his sweatpants off his legs so that he too was finally naked.
One of my hands ran over his muscular torso until it reached the spot on his heart. The puncture site, which was still somewhat red, was clearly visible, but it had almost completely healed. Only a scar will remain, forever reminding us of that horrific day.
Very carefully I stroked the scar tissue. Arian didn't seem to mind because he just watched me with wary eyes.
Eventually my hand went up the back of his neck and pulled him down to me so I could taste his lips, which still had some of my own blood on them.
We just kissed for what felt like hours before my mate let go of my lips and laid his forehead against mine. Everything between us was just familiar. It was a beautiful moment that I will always remember.
"Now let's make love." He growled, almost purring before entering my still throbbing core again.
This time he was gentle and careful, while his eyes never left mine.
With slow, yet powerful thrusts, he quickly brought me back to the brink of orgasm, only this time he didn't stop until I moaned loudly and clenched around him.
This time my orgasm was much more intense than before and from Arian's expression he felt exactly the same.
While I was recovering from that sensitive and blissful orgasm, Arian finally came too. He moaned as his hot juice filled me again and this time he closed his eyes to enjoy it fully.
Best of all, this moment never ends. I don't think it would be a problem for either of us to just stay in the here and now. But even if it sometimes felt as if time stood still, unfortunately you can't really stop it.
Eventually Arian pulled away from me with a kiss on my lips and looked at my stained midsection where I could still feel his white juice spurting out of me, which was a little embarrassing.
Surely my cheeks were blushing now.
"So I'm definitely not letting you go back to the packhouse like that, even though I think it's bloody hot when everyone knows who you belong to." He snarled, stroking the remains of my torn top down the middle around a little of his to remove traces.
"It's your own fault if you have to rip through all my stuff." I giggled mock-pissed and pouted.
Arian bent down again to kiss my pout away before grabbing his large t-shirt that was still lying on his side and holding it out to me.
"Bad luck. Then you'll have to carry my stuff again." He laughed and then helped me up a little to put his shirt on.
He did that on purpose.