Winterlust (COMPLETE)

Marked

Violet

Violet steps out of the bath onto the plush white bath mat and reaches for the fluffy white towel hanging on the wall. Drying herself off, she’s nervous. She steps into her pyjama bottoms and pulls the top over her head. Next she brushes her teeth and carefully brushes her hair, tying it up in a loose bun on top of her head.

In the sitting area, Travis is sprawled out on the sofa reading the book on werewolves and giggling. Violet leans her shoulder against the door frame of the bathroom and just watches him. The corners of his lips are curled up, twitching in between snickers. His ever messy black hair is tousled all over the place with that one sexy curl teasing his forehead. I can’t believe this is my mate. As if reading her mind, he looks up at her and flashes that boyish grin at her. Violet feels herself melt on the spot.

Travis closes the book in one hand and hangs it over the back of the couch. With the other, he reaches his hand towards her, one eyebrow raised. Violet walks slowly to him, while he swings his legs around to a seated position. When their hands touch, Violet feels a jolt like none other. Travis tightens his grip on her hand and pulls her in, pressing his face into her chest. He takes a huge breath in, as if it’s his last. His hands slide to her waist and then around to her a** with a firm squeeze. “I’ve been waiting for you, Peanut”, he murmurs.

Violet lets her knees fall forward and she slides onto his lap, her hands trailing up is muscular arms and around his neck. Travis gives her a** another squeeze as he leans in for his kiss. Every inch of Violet’s body is pressed up against his, and she can feel how rock hard he is. She’s damp as their lips touch, softly at first. This is an emotion I can run with. She runs her hand up the back of his neck and into his hair, and he immediately presses his lips harder. Violet responds, nibbling his lower lip.

Travis lets out a low growl and crushes her lips against his. Violet gasps and licks his upper lip right before his tongue plunges into her mouth, searching for hers. Travis stands abruptly, never taking his mouth off of hers, her a** firmly in both of his hands as he strides to the bed and they crash onto it. He pulls away to rip his shirt off and immediately devours her lips again. Her whole body is tingling and she can feel his d**k pressing close to her sweet spot.

Travis slides his hand up her shirt and cups her br**st gently, flicking over her n***le. Violet tips her head back into the bed with a sigh. Bolstered by her delight, he slides her shirt up over her head. He shimmies down the bed and kisses her belly button, sliding his hands up her sides. He kisses a little higher, and a little higher and then trails his tongue up to her n***le where he teases it gently with his tongue. Violet quivers under his gentle touch, her body aching for more. Her hips rise up to meet him as she moans.

He slides himself onto his knees as he traces his tongue from one n***le to the other, undoing his jeans. Violet reaches for his waist, sliding her hand inside his underwear. She is immediately met with his prec*m dripping from his warm tip. Sliding her hand further, she wraps her hand around his c*ck and gives it a gentle tug. It’s huge. Travis shivers, breathing heavier as she begins to stroke his d**k. He grinds with her hand, burying his face in her marking spot. “Let me mark you tonight”, he whispers. “Yes”, she gasps as she pulls harder on his d**k. “Not yet”, he breathes as he pulls away from her hand and stands to take off his jeans, his member springing forward hot and ready.

Violet is in awe, and snaps back when she feels him tug on her bottoms. She raises her hips to allow him to slide them off and toss them across the room. Travis grabs her under her knees and yanks her down the bed so her legs are dangling off the end. Violet cries out with delight. He drops to his knees and gives the inside of her knee a little nip. He begins a trail up her inner thigh, “it’s your birthday, so let me take care of you”, he murmurs in between kisses and nips until he lands at her moist sl*t. Violet curls her fingers into his hair as he devours her into his mouth. “Ah!”, she cries out as he licks and sucks at her nub. She moans her thanks and raises her hips into his face as he works her folds and nub into a pulsating need for him.

Slowly, he dips a finger - just the tip - into her sl*t and she shivers. “Travis”, she breathes, her hand still in his hair. Slowly he pulls his finger out and presses it in again a little harder and she grinds to meet him. With two fingers, he slides in again and her wetness drips down his hand. He takes her cl*t in his mouth and races his tongue along it feverishly as he begins to pump his hand in and out of her hungry sl*t. “Yes!”, she cries out as she begins to shake uncontrollably under his thumping hand and hot mouth. Travis moans into her and pumps harder as she tightens around his fingers, “oh, oh, oooohhhh”, she moans as he rides her orgasm, pumping and licking as her juices come forward.

“This might hurt a little”, he says softly as he mounts himself overtop of her. With one hand he guides his red hot c*ck to the tip of her sl*t where she gasps. “Hang on to me”, he whispers as he slowly slides his full length into her. Violet cries out as he takes her most precious gift, her virginity. He breathes into her neck for a moment while she recovers. “Are you ok?”, he asks softly, looking into her eyes. She nods and he begins to slowly push into her. Travis raises himself onto his elbows above her so he can watch her face as he f*cks her. Her eyes are wide and she’s got the tiniest grin as she looks back into his eyes. Travis rides her slowly at first, then picking up the pace. Violet keeps rhythm with him and digs her nails into his back as he pumps harder and faster. He never takes his eyes off Violet as he thrusts into her, Violet moaning. Suddenly, he goes hard at it and lets out a howl as he gives in to her and explodes.

Violet howls along with him and the lights begin to flicker as Travis clamps down on her marking spot while he rides out his orgasm. Violet bites his spot too and he moans, muffled by her neck. At the end he licks her spot to seal it and she does the same. Travis rolls to her side and wraps her into his arms, kissing her temple. “You my love, are absolutely perfect”, he murmurs in her ear. “I love you”, she whispers, “thank you for making me feel so loved and safe.”