Strip off My First

“Please mate with me” I whispered. 

My heart skipped at the thought of what his response would be. What if he says no? What if he reports me to the school elders? Ohh Gosh! That would be so embarrassing.

I bit my lower lip, almost regretting those words that slipped out of my mouth in a tone filled with earnest desire. But despite the fear his almond-shaped green eyes invoked, twining the sense of wrong and panic through my spine, I glanced into his eyes, searching for an emotion or perhaps a physical body response, but no, there were none. His eyes were frozen like a cold ice emitting chill. 

I was wrong, I shouldn’t have said so. I’m sure the man before me would probably has a mate of his, or even married. Remember he said earlier that he was looking for his son. He must be angry at me for downgrading him to sleep with an eighteen-year-old girl. 

In a crisp blue shirt that hung on his muscled chest and a black trouser belted firmly on his shaped waist. He was so close to looming over me, and the air between us was warm enough that my breath was sizzling. I tilted my eyes over his neck and noticed a huge, almost healing wound that looked like a deep scratch from a wolf claw. He must be a fighter, no doubt he is —all wolf fighters have their integrity, I guess.

I’m sure he also got his and probably won’t want to lay with a random desperate girl. 

Just as I was about to break the awkward silence, his lips twitched and curled into a deep smile that was almost revealing his upper set of teeth but it was brief before he broke the silence with his hoarse voice.

“I’ll make it your while, little wolf.” He said. 

I bit hard on my lips as his husky voice sent chills down my spine, almost calming the fiery burning heat running through my body. This is the attention I needed, the one I’ve long anticipated with Brandon even before the start of tonight's Crescent Moon festival; however, with or without him, I’m going to have to take it. My body demanded it and I have no intention of denying it. Brandon also did, I guess nothing should stop me as well.

I smiled, trailing my fingers on his flat tummy up to his abs, which clearly portrayed his chiseled six-packs from the shirt. However, I stopped and placed my hand on his muscled chest while the other was on his shoulder. His eyes bore into mine as our gaze was entwined. Then, I realized we were still in the hallway! We could be caught by any wolf, cos we are obviously being careless. 

He probably caught a glimpse of my dropped face, but he smiled before tightening his grasp on my tiny waist. 

“I’ve got a room in the hall, just a few walks away from here” he chips in, like he has been reading my thoughts. 

I stared at him, my eyes lingering over his face, when a question suddenly popped into my mind: was he lurking around for a she-wolf to sleep with before? Was that why he booked a room in a hall meant for merrymaking in preparation for the upcoming Full Moon? My body twitched, curled like prey that was caught without stress, but do I need to care? We both want this and we’re going for it. 

Nonetheless, we got to the room, a top-floor suite in the prestigious, luxurious hall of the Blood Moon Pack. I must say, truly, the pack isn’t just powerful but also fucking wealthy! Talk of that, my thoughts tilted to the man beside me, his hand still grasped on my waist as he closed the door behind us. 

He must be rich to be able to afford a room in an expensive hall like this. Even his posture speaks it all: richness. I wonder which pack he is from?

Without wasting time like he was already in dire need to clench his desire, he cupped my face in his hands and pressed our mouths together into a possessive kiss, his mouth taking in my lower lips while he sucked on it hungrily. I melted, whimpering as my back hit the wall, and then he broke the kiss, followed by a groan.  

“You smell exquisite,” he said, sniffing his nose over my body while his eyes were already thrilled as if his wolf was about to pounce out. “Your smell is rare.”

His voice smeared a feeling of a familiar word into my ears, “Your smell is rare.” I’m sure I’ve heard it somewhere, and it wasn’t too long, but I couldn’t wrap my head around where it came from— or was it Brandon? He always gives compliments about my smell and how it lingers in his head even when he’s far from me. Indeed he must not be lying. 

My heart tightened at the thought that Brandon was a bit truthful to me during our relationship courting. Somehow, that ignited me, and in no time, I wrapped my hands over the man’s neck before drawing him closer and took his lips in again while I took control of it this time. Must be wondering if I’m not naive to this? Well, Brandon and I do have series of mouth escapades but might not be that worse than anyone would think. 

I pressed my lips on his, holding my heavy breathing as we exchanged the takeover of both our upper and lower lips with his tongue sucking my mouth, his lips on mine tasted more like a familiar sweetness and mixed musk. It was hot and intense, the desire burning through me which I could also sense the same with him. We broke the kiss again before he proceeded to twirl me against him, rocking his hip against my feeble butt. I could feel it— the hard, hot length from his trousers threatening to tear out and bury itself into my hole. The feeling itself was heaven!

“Ouhh” I moaned as I was starting to love the soft rub I'm receiving from his cock. 

“Beg for it, my little wolf” he growled and spanked a soft slap on my butt. 

His words melted me, twisting deep into my flesh as he continued rubbing his cock on my butt from behind his trouser while his hands fondled my boobs, making me release a low moan. However, I didn’t want him to stop anytime soon.

“Please-uhh” I pleaded as he wanted. “I want you in me, I want to feel that hot length of yours in me. Deep in me ” I whispered in between the moans like a bitch begging to be whipped. 

I'm loving it. The soft rub against my ass, his cock, his rough palm fondling my boobs. Everything!

I could feel a smirk curling on his lips, as he continue fondling my boobs. I presume he loves it. I closed my eyes, awaiting his next moves and before I knew it, he ripped the silky gown off my body, groaning as he slammed his tongue on my bare skin.

 I’m now naked before him with only my G-string pants that couldn’t cover the cheeks of my butt turned before him.

He’s wide. Despite him being an older man, he’s full of the energy and passion just like any young man would be. I'm love the feeling— my first, the one I imagined with Brandon but couldn’t get; now I’m getting it with a handsome, chiseled older man full of warmth. 

Before I’d realized, he thrust his full length into my slit. “Ahhrg!” I flinched as his hot cock filled me. He waited on it for like a minute before he started thrusting in and out, moving slowly before increasing into a faster pace while I sweetly moaned as the pounding struck me as he did so. This goes on for like an hour or half… My greatest ecstasy ever!

The thrusts continued as he slammed his cock deep into my hole without minding how tight it was. Sweats started dripping from our exhausted bodies as my low moan and his hardly-heard groans filled the room. 

“Arrh!” I whimpered when I felt his lengthy cock penetrated my belly as he thrust further. 

My fist gripped the wall, and a tingling sensation ran through my body; I could feel it building from my legs; this must be it. What the others called ‘Cum’. I squirted as the orgasm suddenly erupted out of my slit making the man’s cock slippery while at it. “Ahh-h!” He groaned before jerking his cock into mine furiously as if overwhelmed by a strong force. 

“Mine!” he growled and a bountiful cold warmth filled my hole.