Finding the Orphaned Luna

Exploration

Without another word, Conley picked her up off the ground, and carried her to the bedroom, and laid her on her bed. He just looked at her for a few seconds, drinking in every detail, suddenly very much in control of himself, and to her surprise, her. He straddled her, gently yet firmly tugging off the tanktop and shorts she’d hastily put on earlier before their conversation. He was again met with her fully naked body. He started kissing her neck first, and she got dripping wet within seconds. She shivered when he hit the place where the neck met the collar bone. He gently licked the spot, and then nibbled on her ear as he whispered, “soon, I will mark you there. But not now. Not tonight.”

Avery shivered at both his touch and the intensity of his words. She threw her head back in pleasure as one hand played with her breasts and n*****s, pinching, squeezing, kissing. The other hand was venturing into far more dangerous territory as he drew increasingly larger circles down her stomach and up her thighs with a couple fingers. She was absolutely mad for letting a strange man touch her like this, for wanting him to touch her like this. His fingers danced along the edge of her lips, and she gasped, desperate for him to explore her, to play her like an instrument.

Conley chuckled darkly, and slowly, teasingly, slid a single finger inside of her, savoring her wetness and warmth. Avery made such delightful noises when she was horny. He looked down to where his hands and figures were exploring and suddenly he needed to taste her, to feast on her. He removed his finger and she whimpered in protest, and he smirked, knowing she had no idea of his intentions. He started nibbling on her neck and ears again, but this time he kept going down, down, down. His lips kissed a trail over her boobs, to her navel, and to Avery’s shock and excitement, even lower. He opened up her wet cunt with his fingers, giving his tongue full access to whatever he might decide to explore. He felt Avery tense in preparation, and he heard her trying to control her breathing. It was cute that she thought she could prevent the screams he would elicit from her. Without warning, Conley dove into her, starting with that pretty little bundle of nerves. He swept his tongue down, and swirled it around her c**t, feeling her get even wetter as he worked. He released her lips with one hand and slid two fingers into her hot, swollen and pounding mess. The noises she was making made it hard not to take her now, swift and hard. But he wanted her to remember the first time they f****d. This was his mate after all, she wasn’t just a one night stand. He needed her wanting more.

Conley sucked her c**t into his mouth, probing it with his tongue as he did so, and increasing the tempo his fingers were penetrating her at. Avery was holding the sheets, white-knuckled, and her moans were getting increasingly louder. Conley slid his fingers out of her and started gently rubbing circles where he had just been sucking, feeling Avery’s orgasm start to build. He replaced where his fingers had been penetrating her with hsi tongue, needing to taste her and feel her as her pleasure rose.

“C-Conley.. Oh my god.. Please...”Conley immediately stopped what he was doing and she let out a groan.

“Are you okay, beautiful? Do you want me to stop?”

In response to his question, Avery just wrapped her hand in his hair and positioned his mouth above her cunt again. Conley chuckled sensually and listened to her instructions, again sliding his tongue as deep inside her as he could manage, and continuing the circles with his fingers. Suddenly he got an idea, and he pulled himself level with her, and kissed her so she could taste herself. She moaned and he felt his c**k respond to her lovely noises. He lowered himself so he was kissing her neck again and then whispered something in her ear that made Avery stop in her tracks.

“Why don’t you teach me how you touch yourself?”She heard his husky voice say. Her opens snapped open as she felt her thighs clench. Nervousness rose in her, as did arousal, and she looked at his face only to find his wicked grin staring back at her. He knew what that would do to her. But there was also a genuine curiosity in his face, and she couldn’t help but wonder if he just wanted to pleasure her as best he could. Before she could talk herself out of it, she released the sheets with one of her hands and let it trail down to between her legs. She tried to hide her embarrassment at the prospect, but she suspected he sensed it anyway. It seemed to turn him on even more. He slid a finger inside her, and started fondling her t**s again at the same time, and then she was lost. She started pleasuring herself, fully aware of the eyes on her but no longer caring. He observed her carefully, at points opening her up wide so he could observe better, or even replacing her fingers with his own and asking for help. Soon, he was having no problems, and Avery could barely breathe from pleasure. To her surprise, she felt her orgasm building. Conley was the first partner she'd ever had that had even gotten close. Soon, his mouth was back on her c**t, mimicking her fingers, and he gently drove three fingers inside her. Everything went black and she realized she was about to c*m.

"Oh my god, please don't stop, I'm gonna c*m," she forced out in between breaths. Conley dutifully kept going and her orgasm washed.over her. She forgot how to breath as her body arched up into him, her toes curling, legs shaking, and the world quiet and dark around her.

After a few moments she came out of it, having easily had the best orgasm of her life. But she wasn't done yet. He was going to get his turn.

When she regained full consciousness a second later, Avery pulled herself on top of Conley's knees. He looked at her with anticipation. He wasn't taking his eyes off her, and his c**k was at full attention. She was shocked at his size, and it was as if he noticed her surprise. When she looked at him there was an edge of predatory amusement.

Without hesitating, she took him in her mouth and he growled. She started fondling his balls with one hand, and was twisting down the shaft in time with her mouth with the other. Conley was barely breathing, as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and gently guided her mouth on his c**k. He was trying not to thrust into her mouth, she could tell by the ways his hips twitched. She chuckled and deepthroated his entire c**k, and he clearly could no longer help himself as he startes driving himself into her mouth. God,she wanted him inside her. His precum was dripping down her lips and throat, and she had never tasted any so sweet. Someday she wanted to drink his c*m, but tonight she needed it inside her cunt. Clearly, he had the same thought, because after another growl, he roughly pulled her off of him.

"Get in doggy, I need to f**k you, now."

Avery complied without hesitation, her p*say pulsating in excitement. Conley got up behind her, and she could feel his hardness pressing against her. Slowly, he pulled her onto him as he shoved his d**k deep inside her. Once he was inside, she felt something in her snap. She growled in satisfaction as he was up to the hilt inside her. Once he started moving inside her, she decided she'd never felt anything so amazing. He started going faster and harder, until they were both moaning and growling each other's names, their eyes rolled back into their skulls. Conley got tired of not being able to look at his beautiful mate while he buried himself inside he so he pulled out and flipped her around, and then swiftly reentered her fully. Her scream was music to his ears, and he pulled her legs over his shoulders as he got as deep into her as could. He felt his orgasm building, and he could tell hers was as well. He drove into her fast, and starting playing with her p***y with his fingers like she'd shown him earlier. Her arms wrapped around her, and by the way she was gasping and digging her nails into him, she knew what was coming. They both started to reach climax, and Avery drew just a little.blood with the intensity she was gripping his arms with her nails.

That pushed him over the edge and he unloading deep inside her, body spasming and mind utterly blank. She came on his d**k as he started unload in her with a scream. He collapsed next to her once they both finished, and pulled her close despite how sweaty they both were.

Avery sat up, breathing heavily, and looked at him.

"Is it always that good for werewolves?" She asked, genuinely curious and a little naive.

"While werewolves have heightened senses, no, it's not always that good. But being mates makes it better. "

Avery paused and bit her lower lip. Conley, to his surprise and amusement, felt his d**k twitch in response. Avery looked at him, glancing to he face, his chest, the room.

" Can we do it again?"