Dipping lower, he ran his finger through her damp center, swirling her arousal to moisten his finger before he moved up to her little nub. Kiara’s head fell back and she moaned.
“I ache for you there.” Her tone was raspy, almost a growl from her wolf within.
“I’ll ease your ache, my wolf.” Swirling his index finger, he brought the nub out from behind its hood and pinched the sensitive skin between his fingers, earning him a full quiver of her body.
Kiara’s head snapped back, a burn formed in her eyes, which, if he let it, could make him come. Since tonight had nothing to do about his pleasure, he forced his gaze away from her and focused on his finger moving in wicked ways along her sensitive flesh.
In near the same moment, Kiara grabbed his head and brought his gaze back to hers. “Enough teasing. Make me come for you. Taste the evidence of my pleasure so you will have my flavor on your tongue to satisfy you.”
Cruz didn’t need a further invitation. He leaned in and placed his mouth against her center, lapped up the evidence of her need before he’d increase the moisture there. Her scent engulfed him, sweet, woman, wolf—it made heat course through him to rest in his groin.
He trailed the flat of his tongue along her smooth flesh until he reached her clit. There, he swirled and flicked out to stir Kiara. Her hands tightened around his head, forcing him to use more pressure. She wrapped her legs around his body, caging him between her thighs. He didn’t mind one bit; he’d stay here for as long as she wanted. Forever, if she allowed him.
“I’m going to come for you.” Her fingers ran through his hair; her breath panted. “I’m going to come so hard.”
Cruz might have responded if he hadn’t been too focused on her taste. Her sweet, hot skin burned only for him. Her naughty words engulfed flames through his body, firing straight to his rock hard cock. For a virgin, Kiara had no hesitation with enticing him with her voice and he loved her openness. Of course, they’d played together for months now. Maybe, at first, she’d held apprehension. Now, she was been completely open with him about her wants.
As he flicked harder, teased her clit to awaken her desires, Kiara ground her hips, pushed her pussy against his mouth. Her breath faltered, grew deeper, and her legs trembled at Cruz’s side.
He knew how to please his little wolf. Knew she’d come only by his mouth, but he wanted her to climax hard. Bringing his hand up, he snuck up under his chin and touched her entrance. Kiara outright quaked. He teased a little, tempted her, waited for her to beg for his embrace.
In mere minutes of stroking her warm, damp folds, she squirmed and whimpered. Cruz lowered his mouth to her clit, took the little nub between his teeth, and at the same moment he sucked, he pushed his finger through her slick opening.
Kiara’s nails dug into his scalp, her body vibrated, and she moaned, a sound of bliss that washed over him. In and out, he worked his finger through her center, felt the ridges of her inner walls milk his digit.
“Yes, Cruz, fill me up.” Kiara shot her hips forward, thrusting in time with his finger, making him pinch harder on her clit to hold her still.
He craved to replace his finger with his cock to feel her contracting around him, strangled by her warmth, but he paid his wants no attention. It was about her. Only her. Always her.
Removing his finger, he inserted another to coat his skin with her juices before he placed both into her tight entrance. Kiara gasped, and Cruz felt the stretch of her muscles trying to accept his wide fingers. He’d never used two before on her, too worried he’d hurt her. Now, though, he needed her to have more—craved to see her brought to another state of pleasure she’d never known. Within a few strokes, her pussy relaxed, no longer squeezed him so tight, and allowed his movements to come easier.
Cruz released his teeth around her clit, flicked the nub again, and Kiara wriggled. Gasping, she dropped her hands from his head and gripped the side of the tree trunk. He witnessed her dig her nails into the old wood, making it splinter.
He had her right where he wanted her. Angling his fingers, he positioned them to find her sweet spot. He waited for her to acknowledge he discovered the area of profound pleasure. When her pussy clamped down on his fingers and vibrated, he didn’t need to search any further.
Glancing up at her, Kiara’s gaze stayed trained on his. A woman basking in the loss of mind to unadulterated desire stared back at him; pupils dilated, mouth opened and panting in heavy breaths. Face flushed red, her body tense and rigid, expectant. “Ready to come, my wolf?”
“God, yes.”
Cruz grinned to show his promise he wouldn’t let her down. Withdrawing his fingers to the tips, he thrust them back inside of her, slamming his palm against her clit. Kiara’s eyes grew wide, her cheeks burned, and her mouth formed an O. He kept his gaze on hers as he delivered hard thrusts into her. He didn’t doubt she could handle the force, and suspected she’d reel in his intentions.
Minutes later, her pussy contracted around his fingers, declaring the rise of her climax. She tightened so much so his movements became forced, but nothing would stop him now. Lowering down, he let his fangs release from his gums. He’d seen to her pleasure and ensured her satisfaction, and now he’d take something for himself too.
Hunger. A primal need of blood flamed in Cruz. His fangs pushed against his gums, demanding to release. As Kiara became lost in the throes of her orgasm, Cruz turned his head and bit into the smooth skin of her inner thigh. The rush of blood filled his mouth and he drank with greed. Kiara’s sounds of pleasure soared through the night sky and he felt her tremble hard around him.
Not until her screams melted into soft whimpers did he stop feeding from her. He licked the puncture wounds to seal them and cleaned up any trail of blood along her thigh. Glancing up, he found Kiara smiling.
“Every time, you seem to show me more.”
Cruz grinned in return. “There’s so much to show you, sweetheart.” If only he had the chance to. He’d pleasured her with his mouth and fingers. The single allowance he gave himself. If he had the opportunity to put his cock between her thighs, he’d make his she-wolf see stars.
Just as Cruz withdrew his fingers, Kiara’s smile vanished and her body tensed. She looked over his shoulder, worry staining her face before she snapped her gaze back to his. “You must go. My father, he’s coming.”
Cruz’s jaw clenched. Although he knew this moment was inevitable, it didn’t ease his anger at the unfairness. Before he left, he’d take a bit of her with him. Kiara attempted to push him away and stand, but Cruz held her thighs tight, keeping them open. He leaned in, and, with a deep lick, he drank in the evidence from her climax to titillate his tongue.
Kiara’s gaze focused on the forest behind them, her eyes wide and scared. Cruz took the taste of her into his mouth to savor. He stood, and grasped her face in his grip. “Return tomorrow night if you can. I’ll be here.”