“Fuck, I know you are made for me, Little Witch, but you’re really tight,” Henrik cursed, still trying to find her entrance. “Shit, I don’t know—”
“I know, I’m sorry,” she said, not really sure what else to say. “I’m not trying to be tight. This is... not going how I—”
“Fuck this,” Henrik cursed again, and rolled them over, so he was on his back and she was on top. “Knew rushin’ was a stupid idea anyway.”
Nothing could have prepared her for what was coming next, as he half lifted and half spun her body, moving her about over him. She quickly tried to move as he shifted her, only realizing at the last second that he was pulling her up to sit on his face, his hands anchoring her hips to keep her from pulling away.
Henrik wasted no time at all, moving his hands to her ass, and she felt him spread her cheeks just as she wondered if she should feel embarrassed. What the hell was he doing, and why was he—
His tongue pressed against her asshole, a spot that she had never played with before, and she halfway fell forward, her stomach pressing against his as her face hit his leg. His tongue shifted lower, to her slit, and then to her clit, and she felt his hands move to the back of her thighs, then inwards towards her core, spreading her open for him.
Oh, oh fuck, oh water and air and earth and fire, all the elements, magic, wolves, bears, everything—
Oral was great. Amazing. Unreal. His tongue, his lips, searching, teasing, tasting, dipping in and up and around and she was—
She was going to cry, it felt so fucking good, and she screamed as his lips wrapped around her clit, sucking on the swollen bud.
Nothing in life, no fantasies, no pornography, no erotic literature, nothing could have prepared her for the feeling of her soulmate sucking on her clit, and humming as he did so. No toy could ever compare to the real thing, to the feeling of the vibrations and suction, and to the way two of his fingers dipped into her cunt while his thumb rubbed her asshole.
She cried out his name as he sucked again, so hard she thought she would be sick, and tried to turn her head back to look at him, to say something. It was too much, too much stimulation, too much pressure, and yet it was everything. He was everything.
Fuck, she needed to do something. Shehadto do something. Otherwise, she was going to lose all oxygen in her brain entirely.
Her hand reached out to stroke him, rolling the foreskin down slightly to reveal his swollen head, and the precum leaking there. She had always wanted to know what it tasted like, had always imagined it had to taste good, given how so much about sex was about giving men a blow job. She nearly tried it the night before, save her hands were gross at the time and she was too tired to think ahead, but now, she was going to taste it. Taste him.
She took a tentative first lick, just at the head, and almost immediately, Henrik jerked underneath her, his grip on her tightening, and his thumb on her asshole pressing a little deeper. It burned slightly, which she liked. Something else for the bucket list.
“Should I keep going?” she asked, but didn’t wait for an answer.
The answer was yes, whether he liked it or not.
Her lips wrapped around the head of his cock in an experiment, and she forced her tongue down while going lower, sucking on the head, and then more and more of the shaft. Every time she flexed her tongue or sucked a little harder or moved a little lower, Henrik jerked under her while his cock pulsed, almost like it was ready to explode. She liked the taste of it, a little salty, something different, and she wrapped her hand around the base, gripping and squeezing as she had seen him do a number of times.
“Just like that,” Henrik groaned as he lifted her up slightly by her hips off of his mouth. “If you keep goin’, I’m not gonna last.”
That was... sort of the point. Particularly given the fact that they could keep going, over and over and over again.
“I want to taste,” she moaned, before licking the tip again. “I want everything.”
Everything from there moved fast. Too fast. Overwhelmingly fast.
Violet continued sucking and stroking, working his cock with her tongue and her hand, setting a rhythm. Henrik had her spread open, his tongue dipping into her then out, back and forth. He kept returning to her clit, teasing it with his tongue, then sucking with his lips. Her breathing became heavier and she struggled to stay upright on him, only her free hand braced on the floor giving her any stability. Her legs ached, her back ached, and the heat inside of her was now burning, burning deep.
She needed release, and she needed his teeth. Nothing else mattered.
Pulling her mouth from his length, she gasped for air as his teeth brushed her clit, teasing her with a hint of pain. She was so fucking close, and he was so close. She needed this finished, done. She needed to move forward. She needed his bond.
“Bite me, please,” she gasped, her hand stroking him as she spoke. “Sink your teeth into me, Henrik. Give me what I need most.”
Henrik groaned underneath her and tightened his grip, so tight he was surely leaving the bruises she had earlier asked for, and she returned her mouth to his cock, sucking, trying to bring him to peak. They needed to finish together, needed to hit a moment of absolute bliss at the same time, before he sunk his teeth into her skin, and she...
Well, she wasn’t a wolf, but she had the same urge, so she wasn’t going to stop herself.
Shoulder, breast, wrist, inner thigh, it didn’t matter where he left his mark, just so long as he did.
Henrik’s lips and teeth latched onto her clit as he forced a third finger inside of her cunt, making her gasp around his cock. She was so full, so turned on, and his teeth and her mouth and she was—
A wave of pure pleasure shot through her body, the heat overwhelming her at the same time. Flames licked at their bodies, she was sure of it, but it didn’t hurt, only warmed. A salty thick liquid hit the back of her throat and tongue, and she knew he had reached his peak as well, joining her in pleasure. Pain followed almost immediately, straight into her thigh, and she clenched around his fingers in response. Her mouth left his cock as her hand continued to grip and stroke, and her teeth went to the top of his leg, sinking down into the muscle, while her hand somehow left the floor and braced on his thigh, her fingertips burning as she did so.