“You gonna suck my cum down like a good girl, Riley?” he asked in a deadly growl. “Need to mark you, claim you, inside and out. Any man that comes near you will catch a whiff of me, know that he needs to step the fuck away.”
He took over now, grasping his cock by the base and pulling it free, before feeding it oh so slowly back into my mouth. He was testing my limits, I quickly worked out, because as soon as my throat tightened, he was pulling out, only to push back in again.
“Feed you our cum, cover you in it, and rub it into your skin. Leave it seeping out of your pussy, only for our fingers to scoop it up and push it deeper. You’re gonna take it all, take all of us, aren’t you? You’re being such a good girl, taking me like this, but it’s just the fucking start.”
Fear and sexual desire all pumped through the same part of the brain, so it was no wonder one fed into the other. I wasn’t scared of Colt so much as stunned. I’d started sucking the dick of a guy I loved, and now? Now I had a wild-eyed beast standing over me, one who was watching me with a predator’s focus, edging himself closer and closer, until finally, he pulled himself free.
I blinked, my eyes a little bleary, to find him smiling down at me, the shape of his mouth cruel. He stroked his thumb across my swollen lips and then pressed it inside, my mouth latching on without a thought from me.
“Your mouth is so tempting, sweet mate,” his beast rumbled. “But the time for swallowing my seed is later. Your scent fills my nose, and your need rides me.” He swept me up in his arms, then dropped me down on the bed, his hands going to my yoga pants, dragging a yelp from me.
“Colt,” I said as he peeled them down. “Colt!”
He froze, then rolled his eyes up, alien and metallic-looking, and stared into mine. The pants were removed much more slowly now, and a kiss was placed on the sensitive inside of my ankle, his gaze picking up the full body shiver in response.
“You are not ready to mate yet,” he said simply, what I was desperate to get through to him stated as if it were a proven fact, but he went for my underwear, tearing them off next. “You won’t be ready for some time. You need to be teased and petted and stroked until you are. We start that now.”
“Colt, what does that—Oh!”
He drew a finger through my ridiculously wet seam, sliding it through with no resistance, before he brought it to his lips and licked it clean. The little grunts of pleasure he made had me staring with fascination, right before he went back for more.
“I wanted to tear my brother limb from limb when he was allowed this pleasure inside your dream,” he said, spreading my thighs wide and then placing a kiss on my inner thigh. “But I am glad to forgo that moment in return for this.”
He kept me pinned as he slid up my body, his hard cock tantalisingly close, but that wasn’t what he was after. He bunched pillows up under my head and shoulders, then slipped back down again, now that I had an uninterrupted view of what he was doing.
“So wet for me,” he said, tracing the very outside of my opening, making my hips flex and squirm, trying to force him deeper.
He pulled his fingers away entirely, separating them to show me how wet I was before he licked them clean too. Then it was kisses, moving closer and closer, covering more and more sensitive flesh until… The very first lick was just the tip of his tongue flicking out to touch the very end of my clit, little more than the barest of brushes, yet somehow, I felt it to my core. With that lick and the next, and the next again, he gradually introduced the full extent of his tongue to where I throbbed the most. While I was distracted by that, two fingers slid up along my seam, making me jolt as they were forced in. My hands slapped down on his scalp, my fingers clawing at his hair until he pulled his head free.
“This is what you need, my mate.”
Whoever was driving the Colt bus right now, they had quite different speech patterns, but they seemed to understand me all too well. Those fingers corkscrewed inside me, then curled upwards, making me groan as he hit my G-spot unerringly.
“You need to lose control. Something simmers inside you, needing to come up, but you keep squashing it back down.” His fingers delved deeper, joined by another, and the sounds they made were lewd. “Let her out to play, my mate.”
I couldn’t make out what the hell any of that meant, my mind entirely focussed on what he was doing.
“Colt!”
Just a sharp little bark of his name, but his smile spread as a result, flashing his fangs at me.
“You’re going to come on my tongue and on my fingers. You’re going to bathe my face with your slick. I won’t wash for fear of losing your scent in my nostrils, your taste from my mouth. This is how it was always supposed to be. The time in between was nothing.”
Heat flared inside me, and that wasn’t just a metaphor. Those strange eyes disappeared, Colt’s head bent now to use his tongue to flicker and suck at my clit, but as he did so, sweat prickled across my skin, beading on my forehead. I went to wipe it free, but my limbs felt like lead, all my focus on what was coming.
Me.
Later, I’d realise my pussy was wetter, his fingers were able to delve deeper, but right now, I had no such awareness. There was only him, this, and the fire he wrought inside me.
“Colt? Colt!”
As his mouth suckled on my clit, he let out a godawful growl, the vibrations reverberating all the way through me, tantalising nerve endings, and with it came a command I could not deny.
Come.
My cunt felt like a vice, clamping down on his fingers, trying to stop their frantic movement in and out of me, right as the world was set on fire.
Red shapes pulsed on the backs of my eyelids, my screams filling the room, and inside my head, a wolf with reddish brown fur jerked her head up, her silver eyes searching, but for what? I didn’t get to question that further, as whatever tide of pleasure Colt was creating, it came crashing down on top of me.