Chapter four: Lust

AMELIA’S POV

When I reached the edge of the bed, he said, "Strip.” 

My body shook at his request. Heat pooled from within me, but I was too shy to do anything. I heard him sigh and stand from the bed. He removed his robe and tossed it aside to reveal his hard, muscular chest, and oh my! His long, huge member. My mouth watered involuntarily at the glorious sight; my wolf was almost going wild in my head with ecstasy and desire.

He walked up to me and grabbed the hem of my flimsy dress, and before I could say anything, he ripped it into two with no effort, exposing my naked body that no man had ever seen. I gasped in shock and struggled to cover any part of me that my small palms could cover. 

“I told you not to waste my time. You know what you are here for, right?” 

“Y..yes. It's just that it's my first time,” I confessed, my voice coming out tinier than I intended.

He grunted in reply; I couldn't tell what his reaction was when his eyes were still as cold as ice. He grabbed my waist and raised me like I weighed nothing, then he placed me on the bed, not too gentle and not too rough as well. 

My face flushed wildly, and a million things ran through my mind. I tried to calm down, but it just wasn't working. I was freaking out. He spread my legs apart and pinned them with his strong hands before bending down and placing flowery kisses on my thigh.

My first moan escaped from my lips; his lips on me felt like heaven. I swarmed from the sweet reaction, but I could barely move when his hands held my legs in place. I slowly began to relax and arch towards his lips; my body worked with a mind of its own. When I felt his mouth on my clitoral area, my body jerked, and I called out softly, “Oh Talon.”

He didn't stop; instead, he increased his pace. My breath hitched to feel his hot, wet tongue in between my folds. I felt like I was seeing stars, and I became a moaning mess. Hot juices came out of my well with every stroke.

He suddenly sucked hard on my clitoral area, and I didn't know when I screamed his name. My toes were curled and my eyes were sealed shut. Waves and waves of lust rolled over me without stopping. I grabbed fistfuls of his hair and pushed his head even deeper into me. I wanted more.

I felt a finger ease into me slowly; he didn't even let me adjust before he pulled it out and rammed it into me with force. My body shook, and I let out a loud moan in his name. He increased in pace, and his finger dug my hole with the vigor of a Lycan wolf. I felt a sweet sensation build up in the pit of my stomach. I kept crying in pleasure as I felt myself going over the edge. I couldn't explain the feeling; it was something like fireworks exploding, but it was my body instead.

“My King, something's coming. It's coming." I felt like I was about to explode as my orgasm burst from within me.

As if that were not enough for me, Talon stopped what he was doing and immediately eased his fully erect rod into me as I came. The feeling of him feeling me up, the pain and pleasure mixed, had me creaming all over him. He rammed into me mercilessly, inciting a scream from me: "Argh.” 

My body trembled, and waves of orgasm wracked through my body, leaving me a complete mess. But Talon did not stop; he kept going in and out of me, increasing his pace with every thrust.

My body was still convulsing from the last orgasm when another started to build up. My hole greedily latched onto him, trying to get every piece of him. My body jerked to his pace, meeting his thrust almost midway.

“Fuvkkk, you're tight." Talon groaned and went even faster. His hands found my clitoral area, and he began rubbing circles on it, further pushing me to the cliff. I felt the torrent of the incoming orgasm; it was more violent than the last, more pleasurable, and earth-shaking.

“Oh goddess, it's coming again. It's coming,” I said, my words coming out in a slur like I was high on alcohol. My body trembled nonstop, and I felt my core spasm uncontrollably.

Just as the riptide was about to fall on me, Talon raised me with one hand and brought my perky, hard breasts to his mouth. I moaned softly at the wet pleasure as his hot, wet mouth sucked on my hard nipple. It felt so good.

My hands wrapped around him, holding him for dear life. I felt so small compared to his big build. My fingers dug into his back as the orgasm fell on me like a rocket. He groaned as well, and I felt his body shake before shooting his hot load at me. I thought that was all, but he brought me closer and sunk his teeth into my shoulder just by my neck, marking me as his.

I was his.

We rode the tides of our orgasms together; his load was so great that it dripped out by the side of my hole when he pulled away. I was still feeling dizzy from the experience, so I fell back in bed to rest and calm my racing heart while he took his silk robe and put it on. 

He walked up to me, and I barely managed to keep my eyes open to look at him. He was truly a handsome man; his cold aura made him look untouchable and fierce. I couldn't help but admire it. 

He stayed quiet for a few seconds before saying sharply, his jaw locked in a domineering manner, “Get out.”