As she stepped into their little home, she immediately paused, caught off-guard by the rare opportunity she'd walked in on.
Opportunity she fully intended on taking full advantage of. She bit her lip, stifling an excited giggle as she swiftly shucked her work robes, leaving them in a wrinkled heap on the floor. They'd keep until later.
There was little question she wouldn't have long, what with his heightened senses courtesy of his wolf and his more than heightened awareness of her courtesy of their mate-bond. But it was enough. On light feet she crossed the room and sank down beside her mate where he was sprawled back on the thick rug in front of the fireplace, snoring softly.
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As she stepped into their little home, she immediately paused, caught off-guard by the rare opportunity she'd walked in on.
Opportunity she fully intended on taking full advantage of. She bit her lip, stifling an excited giggle as she swiftly shucked her work robes, leaving them in a wrinkled heap on the floor. They'd keep until later.
There was little question she wouldn't have long, what with his heightened senses courtesy of his wolf and his more than heightened awareness of her courtesy of their mate-bond. But it was enough. On light feet she crossed the room and sank down beside her mate where he was sprawled back on the thick rug in front of the fireplace, snoring softly.
All while deliciously shirtless.
It was a view she very much appreciated.
Not exactly what she'd consider her first or even second choice of locale for a late afternoon nap - especially as he'd chosen the floor instead of the perfectly serviceable couch not even a metre away - but she had to admit to the appeal of drowsing in front of a happily crackling fire when it was such a dreary, damp winter's day outside.
Knowing her time was already running out as he shifted in his sleep, an arm lifting to pillow behind his head as he turned his face toward her from the warmth of the hearth, she didn't hesitate.
With deft fingers she was traced the dusting of dark hair delineating his defined torso down toward his waistband before pressing her lips to his warm skin, delighting in the subtle tensing of his abdominal muscles under her lips even as she made short work of the fastenings of his jeans. As though well aware of her intentions even if its owner had yet to rouse, his cock was already hardening even as she freed it from its denim confines, eager for her attention. Something she encouraged with equal enthusiasm.
As her lips closed around his head, he groaned, his lids fluttering. She resisted a smile as his fingers threaded of their own accord into her hair, instead committing more fully to taking him deeper into her mouth, swirling and licking and sucking with slow, deliberate bobs as she watched his features.
She knew the moment he was dragged back to consciousness: his jaw, which had gone lax as she brought him swiftly to full-hardness with the combined efforts of her lips and tongue and hands, clenched, hissing as his hips jerked in an aborted thrust. But she didn't relent. She just watched, certain her enjoyment was clear in her eyes as they met his slitted gaze over the broad expanse of his well-muscled torso. His fingers tightened briefly in her hair, the sting sending a prickle of pleasure-pain skittering from her scalp down toward the slowly growing pool of heat between her legs.
"Pet," he rumbled, his gaze as hot on her skin as a physical touch. She could tell he was a hair's breadth from hauling her up his body as he usually did when his eagerness to get inside her overwhelmed his enjoyment of seeing her mouth around his cock; his fingers were flexing in her hair and trailing along her forearm as his hips pressed up against her restraining palm.
So instead, she drew back, letting him fall from her lips with a wet pop. He made short work of his jeans, reaching for her as she finished shimmying out of her remaining clothes. But she playfully swatted his hands away as she clambered atop him to straddle his thighs, enjoying the view sprawled out below her immensely. He was all broad, hard muscle, his tanned skin liberally scored with old, pale scars and a dusting of dark, coarse hair that narrowed toward his navel before leading enticingly straight to his proudly twitching cock.
He was absolutely mouthwatering.
And he was all hers.
Her chest felt tight with emotion even as her belly clenched with a taut coil of liquid heat.
His nostrils flared as her arousal deepened at the thought. She bit her lip again, restraining yet another giggle of delight as she shimmied up until she was settled over his hips, his cock pressed, hard and insistent, between them. He groaned, his entire body seeming to wrench taut beneath her. Once more he tried to reach for her hips, but just as before, she swatted them away, conceding to let them rest heavily on her thighs instead.
She was enjoying having him at her mercy far too much.
Grinning wickedly down at him, she slid herself along his cock, the gentle friction of him rubbing against her slick folds sending a shiver up her spine. She moaned, biting her lip as her lids grew heavy from the fission of pleasure sparking between her legs with each rock of her hips. His hands tightened on her thighs.
He groaned, his teeth baring in a snarl as his eyes darkened, slowly bleeding gold. "You're killin' me, Pet," he growled. Her grin widened and she chuckled, leaning forward to nip at his throat.
"You don't like your wake-up call?" she teased, her own voice husky. "You wake me up like this often enough."
"I'm usually already inside you by the time you wake up, witch," he grit out, his glowing gaze dropping to where his cock was pressed between his belly and her rocking hips.
"Not always," she argued, easily recalling the morning before when she'd woken up with his face between her thighs. . . and how he hadn't eased up until she'd come twice on his tongue and fingers, only then relenting in his torment of her and sliding inside her.
She'd been late for work because of that.
Luckily for him, she was more merciful.
That she felt overly flushed and impatient herself, so much so that the needy throb between her legs almost painful, was beside the point.
Lifting her hips, she reached between them, taking his now slicked length in hand and fitting him to her entrance.
They groaned together as she sank slowly back down, impaling herself on him.
God, it was bliss, and she could see in the way his golden eyes grew hooded and glazed that it had the same effect on him. A breathless laugh escaped her as, with every deliberate undulation of her hips above his, his chest was soon heaving and glistening with sweat and his control straining. She could feel him twitching within her, his hips jerking between her thighs as he desperately tried to resist grabbing her in his bruising grip and thrusting up into her with abandon.
But more than the bliss of finally sinking into her, it was the pure adoration mingling with a smug gleam of possession in his eyes as they lazily travelled her body, taking in the way his cock disappeared within her body, up to how her breasts swayed with every primal roll of her hips over his, lingering on the glistening flush of her skin and on her parted lips as she panted and moaned through each blazing spark that radiated out from their joined bodies to feed the taut pulse of need deep in her belly.
Until his eyes - dark, hungry and glowing - latched on hers.
Her hands lifted from where she had braced them against his powerful torso to where his hands dug into her thighs and laced her fingers with his.
Even when her head fell back with a choking groan as the coil in her belly snapped, her release an electric flood surging through her veins and making her vision spot, she couldn't look away.
For just as his eyes claimed her as his, they proclaimed himself as wholly hers.
Each breath was ragged as she fought to catch her breath. It felt like her whole body was shaking apart even as the rippling waves of her release began to ebb back into a tingling heat that throbbed in time with each delving rock his cock within her. As her vision cleared, his belly flexed and went taut, his hips pressing hard up against hers with a low, grunting groan. Her core fluttered around him, clenching weakly as he pulsed and spilled with a warm gush just shy of uncomfortably deep in her belly.
Yet, even in the midst of his own release, his grip in hers was steady as he sat upright to pulled her into his arms, letting her sag against him as he thrust shallowly against her, burying his face against her shoulder.
She sighed, feeling deliciously light and heavy all at once, shivering at the soothing caress of his lips, hot against her cooling skin.
"Happy?" he rumbled, a soft chuckle jostling her. She huffed, burrowing happily into his solid embrace.
"Quite."