She was the most beautiful woman in the world, and finally, he would have her again. It wasn't a dream this time, but the real thing.
He crawled on top of her, resuming their frantic kissing. Her hands ran through his hair and over his back, pulling him closer and making his skin feel as though it was on fire from her touch. She moaned softly in pleasure as her own needy hands roamed over her body, rediscovering all the places that made her weak in the knees. Memorizing the shape of her again. Her body was different after all these years apart, and yet so much of her was the same. Familiar enough that he touched her with confidence he didn't know he had.
Beth gasped as his fingers brushed over her erect nipples. With a smirk, he pushed up her shirt to give him better access. He smiled against her mouth as he teased them lightly, flicking them with his thumb and forefinger until she was moaning and gasping for air.
"You like that?" he whispered.
"Fuck yes," she gasped. "No one's touched me like that in years."
"How long?"
"I tried to move on too, Ken, but I always felt stuck. Even when I didn't know you were waiting for me ... it was like my wolf knew I belonged to you."
The possessive, dominant part of Ken's nature sparked with hunger and glee that no other man had been able to satisfy or touch Beth the way he did. That even when her memories had been stolen, a part of her had still belonged to him.
He cupped her breasts in his hands, firmly enough to show her that they were his. Her body was his. He'd never let her go a day without knowing she belonged to him in mind, body, and soul.
Beth's hands moved down to his waistline, eagerly tugging at his belt until she finally managed to get it undone. She wasted no time in pushing his pants and boxer briefs down his hips, freeing his already hard cock. Ken sucked in a sharp breath of air as her hand closed around him tightly, stroking him from base to tip. He groaned as Beth began sucking on his neck, sending shivers down his spine.
He pulled her shirt off completely, then captured one of her hard nipples between his teeth. Beth threw her head back. "Oh, Ken. More. Just like that."
His tongue swirled, flicking back and forth while he groped her other breast. He sucked on both of her nipples until she was panting and writhing with need, her eyes hooded with lust.
She tugged at his shirt, wanting to feel his skin against hers. Ken obliged, eagerly tearing off his shirt and throwing it to the floor.
Beth gasped as she saw the scars crisscrossing his chest, some old and faded, others still angry and red. "What happened?" she asked, tracing her fingers over them gently.
He released her nipple with a pop. "It's a long story," Ken replied with a sad smile. "But suffice it to say, I've been through a lot these past few years."
"I'm so sorry," Beth said, tears welling up in her eyes again. "I wish I could have been there for you."
"You're here now." Ken cupped her face in his hand and wiped away her tears with his thumb. "That's all that matters."
Ken's mouth moved downward, kissing and licking her smooth skin as he explored her body. Her curves were divine, and he worshipped them with soft caresses of his fingers and mouth, pushing away the soft fabric of her leggings as he went.
He wanted her, gods, did he want her. Needed her like a wild animal needed to rut to just think straight. But it'd been years since she was with a man, and he wanted to make sure he did this right. Needed to be sure she was ready.
He tossed her pants aside and firmly parted her thighs to reveal the treasure between her legs. She wore a set of simple pink cotton panties, and they were soaked through in the crotch. He smirked. That had to be a good sign. Maybe he could take her now, knowing she was so eager, but he didn't just want sex. He wanted this to betranscendentfor her.
He kissed every inch of flesh along her thighs until she was panting and begging beneath him, then he finally rolled her panties down her legs. Without any more hesitation, his mouth landed on her slit, licking the dampness between her pink folds. She tasted incredible, like a fine dessert he'd been denied for so long.
He wrapped his mouth around her clit and sucked, gently rolling the bud between his lips. Beth gasped and bucked against his mouth, shivering and writhing so much he could hardly keep his mouth in the right spot.
"Oh," she cried out. "That feels so good, but I need you, Ken. I need you inside me."
"I know you do, but I don't want to hurt you," he whispered. "Just relax. I'm going to make you feel good."
He kept his mouth on her clit, gently sucking her while he eased a finger into her opening. A sharp gasp cut through her whole body, and he stroked her as she moaned loudly and bucked her hips, thrusting her pussy into his face. He grabbed her thighs for leverage and began thrusting his fingers inside her, rhythmically moving them in and out as he continued to suck on her clit.
Beth was writhing with pleasure, her body thrumming like electric currents were coursing through every fiber of her being.
Then he felt it: that telltale tightness signaling that she was about to come undone. Ken could feel that she was close to the edge now, so he intensified his movements until he finally sent her careening over the edge into a powerful orgasm that shook her entire body. She cried out, her hips rocking like waves against the shore. He licked and sucked every last drop of her sweet nectar, savoring the taste of her pleasure as it filled his mouth.
Ken continued licking and sucking until she came down from the high, then he looked up to find her staring down at him.
Panting and shaking with need, Beth looked up at Ken with fiery eyes. "Please," she whispered breathlessly. "I'm ready."
Right now, he needed to be with her as mates were supposed to be. He had to renew the bond that had been broken.