I gasp out as my n*****s tighten, painfully so. In response, his tongue licks inside my mouth, his other hand cupping my chest, his thumb circling against the hard nub. My n*****s have never been so sensitive as they are when Morris touches them. I can feel my lower muscles contract when he flicks the hard n****e, almost painfully.
I always imagined s*x to be pleasurable and sweet, but with this man, the line between pain and pleasure meshes. He treats me as if I won't break, his touch far from gentle. I feel his mouth trace down the length of my neck as he pulls my head back, and I'm helpless to the touch, reveling in this mistreatment, my wolf basking in his touch.
"Ah," I gasp out when he sinks his teeth into the base of my neck, so close to where a mating mark would be. This area is
