Satisfied

~Elara

He smiled wickedly and crawled back up my body. His mouth latched onto my breast again, sucking hard on my sensitive nipple before he kissed me deeply.

I tasted myself on his tongue, sweet, filthy, and strangely intoxicating. I moaned into his mouth, shocked at how much it turned me on.

Then I felt the thick head of his cock pressing against my soaked entrance.

He pushed in.

“Ahhhhhh…!!” I screamed, my back arching violently off the bed. He was huge. The stretch burned, bordering on pain, but the pleasure that followed it was insane.

He didn’t give me time to adjust, he sank deeper and started moving fast, deep, powerful strokes that made my toes curl.

“Oh my god—! Fuck—! Slow down— ahh! Fuckkk!”

He didn’t slow down. He fucked me harder, hips slamming against mine with wet, obscene sounds. Every thrust hit so deep I saw stars. My breasts bounced wildly with each brutal stroke.

“Is this what you wanted?” he growled, gripping my ass with both hands and squeezing hard as he pounded into me. “Is this deep enough for you, angel?”

“Yes…! Yes…! Oh shit don’t stop!” I moaned loudly, my voice breaking. “Fuck me harder— please… ahhn! Fuck me harder!”

Sweat was already coating my skin, making our bodies slide together. The heat in the room was suffocating.

He kept one hand on my ass, groping and spreading me wider as he drove into me, while the other squeezed my breast roughly, pinching my nipple.

“Fuuuuck! You’re so deep! Ahh! Ahh! Right there, yes, yes!”

My moans were shameless now, loud and desperate. I couldn’t think straight. This wasn’t normal wolf sex. This was on another level, faster, deeper, more satisfying than anything I’d ever experienced.

Every stroke dragged against that perfect spot inside me, making my eyes roll back.

Is this guy even a normal wolf like the others I’ve been with Wolves were already exceptional in bed compared to humans, but this… this was more dangerous than I've seen.

I read once that only vampires have this kind of sexual effect… I can’t be fucking a vampire right now, can I?

The thought made me laugh inwardly even as I cried out in pleasure.

He leaned down, sucking on my neck while slamming into me raw, his hips never losing rhythm. His hand kept kneading and slapping my ass, pulling me onto his cock with every thrust.

“More! Please give me more…! I’m so close again, oh fuck don’t stop… ahhhhhh!”

I was sweating badly now, hair sticking to my face, body shaking as he fucked me like he wanted to break me. The pleasure was overwhelming.

My sealed wolf was losing her mind inside me, the magical seals straining hard.

“Shit you feel so good! Harder! Fuck me harder! I’m gonna cum…”

He growled against my neck and drove into me even faster, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room as he squeezed my ass so tight I knew I’d have bruises.

“Heaven yet?” he asked with a wicked smirk.

I smiled, still panting. “Almost there.”

He drove into me harder, hips slamming relentlessly. The pleasure built fast and brutal, coiling tight in my belly.

“Fuck! I’m close!” I screamed.

“Cum with me, angel,” he growled, pounding deeper. “Now.”

Then we released together.

“Fuuuuck! Ahhhhhh!” I cried out as my orgasm exploded through me, walls clenching violently around his thick cock. He groaned deeply and buried himself to the hilt, pulsing hard as he filled me with hot spurts of cum.

I trembled underneath him, moaning weakly through the aftershocks. “That’s… that’s the best I’ve ever had in my life… Gosh, I’m tired…”

He pulled out slowly, but instead of collapsing like any normal guy would, he stayed hovering over me. I noticed he wasn’t even breathing hard. He gently cleared the sweaty hair from my face, looking at me with an intensity that made my stomach flip.

“I… I have to get home,” I whispered, trying to sit up.

In a flash, he pinned both my wrists above my head with one hand. “One disadvantage about fucking me,” he said, voice dark and low, “is that I don’t get tired of sex. Not unless I get bored of you.” His eyes slowly dragged over my naked, cum smeared body. “And you… you’re sweeter than honey. You’re more than what I’ve ever imagined.”

He leaned down, eyes burning. “Who the hell are you?”

Before I could answer, he munched on my breast, sucking hard and greedily. I muttered, “Stop…” but it came out as a needy moan instead. “Mmmh… ahh…”

He flipped us suddenly so I was on top of his chest. My body moved on its own, tired as I was, the heat and his cock still rock hard beneath me made me sink down onto him again.

I started riding him, my heavy breasts jiggling and bouncing against his chest with every movement.

“Shit… it’s too sweet to stop…” I whimpered, grinding and bouncing even though my thighs burned. “Ahh… ahhn… fuck…”

He groaned in pleasure, hands gripping my ass. Then he sat up, lifted me off him, and positioned me on my knees. He leaned over my back, kissing my ear.

“This is only going to hurt once,” he whispered, “but you’ll enjoy it.”

I didn’t even get to ask what he meant before I felt the thick head of his cock pressing against my asshole. My eyes widened.

“Wait… ahhhhhh!”

He pushed in slowly. There was a sharp, burning pain at first that made me cry out, but just like he promised, it quickly melted into deep, forbidden pleasure.

He was so fucking huge it felt overwhelming, stretching me in ways I’d never been stretched before.

He held my hanging breasts for support, squeezing them roughly as he started driving into me faster from behind.

“Oh my god! It’s too big! Fuuuuck! Ahh! Ahh! Ahhhhh!”

My moans grew louder and sluttier as he fucked my ass deep and raw. The pleasure mixed with the slight pain was addictive. He kept pounding, hips slapping against my ass, hands mauling my tits.

“I’m cumming again!” he growled.

He slammed deep and released inside me, flooding my ass with hot cum. My vision blurred from the overwhelming sensation.

I collapsed face down on the bed, completely spent, body shaking.

“We don't even know each other and we just made a mess?” I asked rhetorically with a chuckle.

He pulled out gently and lay beside me, tracing strands of hair off my sweaty face with surprising tenderness.

“I know who you are,” he whispered. “You’re mine.”

I smiled faintly, too exhausted to respond. My eyes fluttered shut, and I dozed off in his arms.