Wolvenmark - The Forbidden Mate

Chapter 14 : His to Claim: Awakening Desire

Chapter 14 : His to Claim: Awakening Desire

Al’s POV

I sat there, lifeless, on the sofa for what felt like an eternity after Ruby had just given me the best head I'd ever had.

What the hell just happened? Do guys really do it better than girls? A ridiculous question, I knew, but my mind was reeling.

This was literally my first time with a guy, and I couldn't even believe that I liked it more than all those girls I'd been with before. Does this change everything? Am I even straight?

I inhaled sharply, trying to gather my scattered thoughts and regain some semblance of composure. I forced my eyes to focus on Ruby. He just sat there on the floor, holding a crumpled tissue in his hand, staring at me with an expression I couldn't quite decipher. Amusement? Awe? Damn, he's beautiful, isn't he? All flushed and vulnerable. This was also the first time I was able to read his expressions so clearly, like a secret language unfolding before me. I just smiled at him, a slow, deliberate curve of my lips, testing the waters, and watched his face flush an even deeper shade of crimson.

"You like what you're seeing?" I asked teasingly, my voice still rough and thick with afterglow, a low rumble that vibrated in the air between us. He pulled his gaze away from me, a flicker of shyness in his eyes, but before he could even attempt to stand, I quickly jolted forward and captured his hand. His skin was soft, surprisingly delicate, yet there was a strength beneath that fragility.

I took the tissue paper away from his hand, the simple gesture of sending a jolt of something electric through me, and placed it on the table.

Then, I started trailing a line of kisses from his fingertips, each touch spark igniting a fire within me. I heard his sharp intake of breath, a tiny gasp that sent shivers down my spine, and I could feel his hand twitching nervously in mine. I opened my eyes and gave him a sidelong glance, and I saw a kaleidoscope of emotions swirling in his face: shock, lust, a hint of fear, and an overwhelming surge of pleasure.

I am now starting to be able to read his face. This is intoxicating. It's like unlocking a hidden part of him. I continued sucking his fingers one by one, slowly, deliberately, savoring the taste of his skin, to the back of his hand, then to his arm... slowly going up, teasing, exploring.

My other hand roamed around his body, lightly tracing the contours of his muscles, playing with whichever patch of skin I could reach. His eyes were shut tight, his brow furrowed in concentration, but his mouth gaped open slightly, a silent invitation. His other hand went to my shoulder and started squeezing it, his grip tightening with each passing second. Damn, he's quite strong, but that only made me more excited. This is a power dynamic I never knew I craved.

I still had a hard-on after finishing a while ago, throbbing with a renewed intensity, and I had no plans on stopping. Not yet. Not when I was just beginning to unravel the mysteries of Ruby. I finally reached his shoulders, where the sensation may have gotten even stronger as he started to struggle to pull away, a desperate, almost panicked movement, but my strong grip wouldn't let him escape.

My arm, now fully locking him with my body, kept him pinned. He couldn't suppress his moans anymore as he freely let those out, raw, guttural sounds that vibrated against my skin while I was enjoying myself around his neck. Here we were on the floor, tangled together, lost in this sweet, forbidden moment. The scent of his skin, a heady mix of soap, sweat, and something uniquely him, something primal and intoxicating, filled my nostrils, driving me further into the depths of desire.

I slowly, deliberately, carried him and placed him on the sofa, his back facing me, arranging him like a precious work of art. His nice curves met my eyes, and I couldn't stop my eyes from feasting on this beautiful view, especially with this nice bubbly ass he's got. Gosh, I want every inch of him. I gazed upon his soft hair slowly down to his back, waist, ass, legs, then feet, and I couldn't keep myself from adoring how sexy he is. I never thought I'd be this drawn to a man. It's like a switch has flipped, and I can't go back.

"W-what?" he asked, his voice breathless and laced with a tremor of anticipation, as he turned his head around to see what I was up to.

"Nothing, baby, you're just too sexy..." I whispered, my voice low and husky, a dangerous purr that vibrated against his ear, as I slowly bent down on the sofa to meet his level. "You're just too hot for me to handle," I continued, my breath ghosting over his sensitive skin, sending shivers down his spine.

"Stop... you're embarrassing me," he said as he turned away and bowed down, trying to hide his face, but I could see the corners of his lips twitching upwards in a shy smile.

"No, baby, don't be," I said as I gently pulled his head to face me and started kissing his lips. Our bodies were now close to each other, almost touching and brushing on to each other, a tantalizing dance of skin against skin. My left hand helped my body balance while my right hand held his waist, my fingers digging into the soft flesh. He was just leaning on the frame of the sofa's backrest while trying to reciprocate my kisses, his movements hesitant at first, then growing bolder with each passing second. I pulled my kisses away from his mouth and went straight to his nape, slowly but surely, leaving a trail of wet, passionate kisses in my wake. Making sure he'll never forget this. The taste of his skin was addictive, a salty-sweet tang that made my mouth water, a primal urge to consume him.

Simultaneously, I pulled my left arm as well and dragged it through his hole and started playing with it, teasing, tormenting. His body froze from the sudden sensation, a jolt of electricity that ran through him like a live wire. I didn't mind his reactions as I was enjoying myself devouring my sweet little prey.

I went on kissing the back of his shoulder, which surely dragged him crazy as he moaned wildly. It's a good thing that this office is soundproof; even when he shouts, no one can hear him. It just tells me that I'm doing well, and I wanna do better. I want to push him to his limits, to see how far he can go.

A big smile formed my face when I opened my eyes and met his ass ready to receive me. Gosh, this is all mine. All mine to explore, to conquer, to possess.

With both my hands, I parted it, showing his cute little hole, but not for a long time, as I'm gonna crack this open.

"Aaahhhh!" his moans even grew louder when I started running my tongue all over his hole, exchanging my actions into sucking and licking it. My hands squeezed both his cheeks, firm but gentle, as if molding him to my will. My pace went faster and faster as I felt he got even crazier, which drove me crazy as well. My senses rose when I could both smell and taste his sweetness, a heady aroma that filled my nostrils and made my head spin.

"S-slow d-d-down, please," he muttered in between his moans, his voice a desperate plea. His plea sounded weak, but I can never be merciful on this one. Not when I was so close to the edge. I didn't mind his request as I continued devouring him. I could feel him pulling as his legs were shaking and his body was beginning to be buried on the backrest.

"S-stop, aaaahhhh," he hissed, his words a mixture of pain and pleasure, but I won't. I could feel the heat building up, a molten lava that coursed through my veins, and it drove me not to want to stop.

As soon as his ass was all wet with all saliva, I knew he was ready. This is even better. He's completely mine, vulnerable and exposed. I rose again and went to kiss his lips. I'm gonna shut him off before I make my next move. I kissed him deeply, a possessive, demanding kiss that stole his breath away, as my finger played with his hole. Without second thoughts, I slid one finger in and motioned in and out. He wasn't able to react as he was in between my kisses. After a few minutes, I put in another finger, adding more. I'll make sure he's ready. I want to stretch him, to prepare him for what's coming. My manhood was beating, eager to get inside Ruby's ass, in which he truly belongs.