“What? The slutty blondes? Really, Nash. I don’t think Ryder and Thorn are just going to let you throw out all the females.” Her face softens and Red smiles lightly.
I can’t help but chuckle. Even when she’s angry, my Red manages to help me relax. She always puts me at ease, no matter where we are or what we’re doing.
“The clothes, honey. The clothes. Starting tomorrow, everyone will be wearing clothing when they’re in common areas. Unless we’re preparing for a hunt or just coming back, wolves will need to dress appropriately when they’re in their human forms.”
“That…that makes me feel a little better,” she whispers.
“I know, baby.” I’m still pinching her nipples and rubbing her breasts softly. Throughout our conversation, I haven’t stopped touching her. She needs this. I need it. We’ve only been in the pack for a couple of weeks, but already our relationship has been pushed, strained.
“And that…” Red whispers breathlessly.
“Does this make you feel better too, baby?” I run my hand down her soft tummy and down between her legs, cupping her sex. She’s wet for me. Hot. She’s needy. I knew before I touched her that she’d be wet. I could smell her freaking desire when I began pinching her nipples. Red doesn’t like a lot of pain, but she likes a little. She likes a bite of pain with her pleasure.
“Yes.”
“And what about this?” I stroke her clit softly, slowly.
“Yes. Oh, Nash. Yes.”
“You like it when I pet your sweet little pussy, Red?”
“You know I do,” she whispers with a blush.
“Don’t get shy on me now, baby.” We’re on our sides facing each other and I scoop my left arm under her neck to pull her close to me. Then I kiss her, dominating her mouth with my desire. Red moans as my tongue slides inside of her mouth, letting out a small sound of desire as I kiss her.
The sound shoots straight to my dick and if I wasn’t hard before, I’m sure as hell hard as rock now. Gently, I continue to stroke her clit and the soft skin of her pussy. She’s soaked. The wetness coats my finger and lets me slide even smoother over her skin.
She groans and bucks against me, but I continue touching her slowly, almost painfully. She’s so close to the edge, I can feel her almost begging me. She wants to.
And I want to hear it.
“Tell me how much you love this, Red.”
“I…I love it,” she says breathlessly.
“You love how I play with your soft pussy, don’t you, Red?”
“Yes. I love it when you touch my pussy with your fingers.” She kisses me, tracing her tongue over my lips, then looks up at me. “I love it even more when you touch my pussy with your cock.”
With a groan, I roll her onto her back and kneel at her pussy. Then I trace my dick through her damp folds. She spreads her legs wide, waiting for me, needing me just as much as I need her.
“Please, Nash. Please. I need you inside me.”
“I need that, too, baby. Come here.” I reach for Red and lift her effortlessly. She fusses sometimes that she thinks she’s fat, but she’s not. She’s no wolf, but I don’t want a wolf. I don’t need a wolf. The only one I need is her. I want her. The wolves in the pack are muscular and athletic, but I want Red. I like her soft human curves. I like the way her body feels against mine. I like everything about her that makes her Red.
Raising Red up, I pull her close to me. She places her feet on either side of my knees and lowers herself down. Groaning, I grip her hips and raise her up and down over my dick, holding her close to myself.
“Nash. You feel so good in me, so thick…”
“I know, baby. You’re so tight around my dick. You feel so good in me. Love being inside you like this. Love being so close to you.”
I raise a hand and stroke her cheek, bringing a touch of intimacy to the moment, and she meets my gaze. Then Red kisses me and clenches her pussy around my cock.
With the way I’m able to get so deep inside of her and the way she keeps squeezing my length, I know I won’t last long. I won’t be able to.
“Baby, I need to come in you. Need to fill you with my seed. Need to mark you.”
“I’m yours, Nash. I’m yours. I’ve always been yours. Fill me up, baby.”