Good girl. (the smuttining)

Winter's POV:

I can't control the quiver in my voice.

“Derrick what are you…”

“Relax Winter. The attack took a toll on you. You still feel guilty about it, and it's stressing you out. It's my job as your mate to fix that.” His palm traces my thigh slowly, aiming for my pussy.

I nod, because what else can I do?

“You know what you need? You need to get rid of all that tension. You know what'll do that best?” He pins me with his gaze, scanning me like he always does, but this time his gaze is bright red and has something floating in it.

I shake my head like I don't know what he's talking about. I want to see more of this Derrick. I think I like it.

The look in his eye tells me he knows I'm lying.

“Sex. And so what better way to relieve all your stress as well as mine from all this trouble than this?” He stands in front of me, removing his shirt in a way that has my mouth watering.

When I think he's going to pin my back to the bed, he drops to his knees.

What is he—

My pussy throbs as he traces my lower abdomen. I gasp when he extends his claws, ripping the bottom half of my dress with dangerous focus and accuracy. Everything about this moment makes my thighs slick.

“Did you know Winter,” he says as he pulls the ruined part off me. My pale skin glows in the room. “That intimacy is one of the biggest stress relievers?” His breath fans my flat stomach as his claws retract. It's so attractive for some reason. I can feel my own wetness on my thighs. I struggle to nod.

He just chuckles.

Am I really going to do this? Is he really going to…

“Just relax and be a good girl for me okay?”

That's the only warning I get before he dives head first and starts eating me out.

His teeth latch onto my clit and he sucks over and over again. At first I freeze in shock, but my senses catch up to me and I moan, my mouth falling open.

He bites on my clit so hard I see stars. His arms squeeze my nipples. His touch is completely unlike what I expected from him. It's soft but the way he moves has my knees feeling weak. His werewolf genes give him good teeth for the job, and I feel alive I'm ways I haven't in a long time. He doesn't let go of me in his pursuit, eating me out with complete focus and determination. It makes my head swim.

One of his moves has me moaning so loudly my throat hurts. “Fuckkkkk! Derrick! Yes! Just like that!” I nod excitedly, completely abandoning all care. I grab his hair trying to bring him closer to me. His laughter fans my dripping pussy and I moan again. The feel of his tongue on me has my eyes rolling back. It feels like I'm about to explode. My senses are overloading. My back burns under my skin.

“Fuckkkk. Look at you, being such a good girl for me and tasting so sweet.” He grabs my nipples and squeezes them, and I scream.

“Derrick fuckkk!” “Ahhhh! Yes! Yes Derrick! I—fuckkk!”

I'm going to come. I can feel it. I'm at the edge of a cliff. Just a few more steps and I'll freefall into my climax. I chase it like a man on a mission.

“Scream the walls down with my name mate, let everyone know who you belong to. You want to come don't you?” I nod repeatedly, and my moans are so loud I'm sure anyone outside can easily hear me. I don't care.

I start begging before I can realize, even though he didn't ask me to. “Yes Derrick! Please let me come! Fuck Derrick!! Make me come! Please!” My pussy throbs so hard it hurts.

His voice is husky. “Such a good girl for me. You get to come.”

He eats me out with renewed tenacity, moving from my clit to my dripping pussy. His stubble hits my entrance as his tongue slams into me.

It's enough for me to lose myself.

I'm going to come. Right now. I can feel it.

“Fuckkkkkk! Derrick don't stop! I'm going to—Shit I'm going to—”

I'm at the cliff again. I'm right at the edge, just about to fall over…

When a loud knock bellows in the room.