The Call of the Wolf

Jessica

That should make him come running. Who in their right mind could resist me? I pocketed my phone in my Chanel handbag and made my way towards to back of the pack house.

My heels clicked against the pathing stones. They made my legs look long and sexy and toned; visible through my skin tight jeans that hugged my ample arse. As I walked I swayed my hips and enjoyed the sideways glances the wolves gave me. Lust and desire was evident but they knew I was out of bounds. I was a princess. Well soon to be. They could look, and I wanted them to look and have the most uncomfortable errections as I passed, but they could not touch. The thought excited me and I felt my n*****s harden.

If only this prince would just submit to me. This had been an uncomfortably long courtship. But I was willing to sacrifice this time and my potential mate for this power.

I had been patient in the first year but I did have to relieve my urges somehow. I had a few beta's wolves that had serviced me on rotation each month.

Before I texted his highness I had made sure to wash and eradicate the scent of my most recent servant.

We had met in the woods and I commanded him to kneel infront of me, head bowed.

"Unzip my jeans and take them off," I commanded.

The beautifully bronzed man obeyed willingly. His hands trailed up my legs before unzipping my jeans and slowly pulling them down, careful to leave my knickers on. When done he kneeled again, head bowed. He was obedient and listened. It turned me on and I felt myself moisten my knickers.

He stiffened and I watched as his d**k hardened under his jeans.

"Now, my panties. Pleasure me as you do."

Keen to please he trailed his fingers back up my thighs and trailed kisses between my legs until he reached my opening and licked the outside of the material.

I gasped in pleasure.

Slowly he rand his toungue towards the outside steams and then pulled them to the side and delved his toungue hungrily into my virgina. He sucked and lapped up my juices like a hungry dog. Swirling his toungue round and round until he found my nub and sucked, hard. I felt my knees buckle and placed my hands on his shoulders to steady myself.

Using his teeth he ripped through my panties, tearing them and throwing them to the floor.

Free from any impediment, he dived back in. I throw my head back in extacy. My climax was close but this wouldn't do. I needed c**k. I wanted to ride this man with a wild desire. I pushed his face away, stared him straight in the eye and commanded "Strip."

He throw off his clothes immediately and proceeded to kneel once more. So obedient. So sexy.

I removed my remaining clothes, freeing my t**s. I put a finger under his chin and raised his head so he could behold my beauty.

Grasping his shoulders I staddled his lap so we were eye to eye.

His eyes were a deep turquoise and they held an intensity that drove me further. I wanted to dominate him.

I lowered myself onto his hard c**k. He grunted with pleasure as I rode him rhythmically and hard. I could feel my climax building and I was close to the edge when he gripped my arse firmly and slammed me into him, impaling me with his c**k harder and deeper than I had ever experienced.

He raised he eyebrow at me, quizzically. I nodded, releasing control.

He pummeled me faster, harder, deeper that I thought he'd split me in two. No one had funked me this hard before. I felt myself submit fully and moaned louder then I ever had before.

As if sensing my climax was near he grabbed my face and delved his toungue into my mouth, claiming every corner his own.

I could last no more. I drenched his pens with my juices and clawed his back as I howled my pleasure at my final release.

Slumping forward I took strength from his girl hold. We sat there, completely connected for an age. I felt his d**k twitch inside me and I wiggled in pleasure.

Slowly, his hands caressed my back, then my butt, across my side and up my stomach until they reached my breasts. He twisted my n*****s playfully.

"My queen, we still have half an hour. Would you grant me permission to worship your body once...maybe twice more?"

"Yes," I moaned as he lowered his mouth upon my n****e and flicked it with his toungue.

"Good," He whispered.

We spend the next half an hour as beasts should. Funking each others brains out.

When the time was up he had made me climax another two times.

I had never relinquished control before but this man was different. So different I crossed a line I usually didn't.

"What's your name?"

"Jedadiah," He replied while pulling on his jeans.

"same tomorrow?" Another line crossed. I rarely saw the same man twice.

"It would be my honour," He grinned.