Love and Wolf

Chapter 14

When they had made it to the canopy that was enclosed on all sides to block out the sun and heat, Sirahi almost whirled on Jamis as she tried to ask him what his problem was.

She never got the chance to when he had her front caged between the vanity and his arms and she felt him press himself against her backside. "What the hell is wrong with you?" She said as she felt something come over her as well. As much as she wanted to deny her mate, she felt his heat, his want and it instantly made her feel desire.

She couldn't say anything as she felt his athletic shirt against her almost naked back and his hands came around to cup her breasts through the thin fabric of her bathing suit. His lips were on the back of her shoulder as he kissed the skin there making her instantly on fire. "What are you doing to me?" She said in half a whisper and hiss trying to keep moans from escaping. He fingered her hardened n****e and she but her lip as he squeezed one then both. Unconsciously, Sirahi pushed her hips into his to feel his hardened member and she wanted him badly as if she had a fever.

Jamis never undid the strings, instead he pushed the triangles of her top aside to reveal her flushed chest as he cupped and squeezed her breasts, grinding his hips into hers. He surprisingly carefully undid her sarong and the thin fabric fell to her feet. She could almost feel him so close to her with just her bikini bottom and his pants between them as he grabbed her chin turning her head to meet his as their lips touched. Their tongues danced with one another until she felt his hand moved from one breast lower to past by her stomach and to the spot that was soaking her bottom.

She was ridiculously wet as he used her own juices to rub her engorged c**t in circles and she bucked into him. Jamis' broke off contact as she arched her back and her right hand came down to find his button to unzip his pants and free his hard d**k.

He groaned against the back of her neck as he removed his hand from her bottoms and instead of pushing the fabric down her legs, he pushed the bikini bottom to the side and slid his aching member between her folds as she squeezed her thighs together.

She held back a moan as her own moisture was coating him and a hand came up to her mouth as he inserted his finger into her mouth and the rest of his fingers enclosed themself onto her jaw.

Everything about where they were, how they were positioned should had been a turn off for her. Especially because she was annoyed with him but right in that moment, she wanted him. She didn't know if it was the heat, or if there was just a strange magnetic pull and the fact that they were mates that made her instantly want him but she did. He turned her on like no other and she wanted him so bad that she would have gladly led him inside of her.

"Just do it already." She tried to say to the best of her ability with his finger in her mouth and he groaned against her ear, his hot breath barely a whisper. She could feel the spandex of the bikini stretched before the head of his d**k briefly searched for her opening and she hitched in a breath when she felt his tip right at her opening. 

She bit back a loud moan as he thrust himself into her and she recalled having to stop herself or she might have bitten his finger off. All she could do to stop herself was to close her mouth over his finger and suck on the salty digit as he started to move behind her.

There had to be something in the air or she was under some kind of spell to not want him yet want him with a fervor that she was letting him screw her in her tent, on a beach, at a beautiful resort with possibly strangers surrounding them. She knew that they were oblivious because her hearing could pick up on voices but at the same time, it was like her being belonged only to him as he used her in a way that she liked.

Her one free hand was holding her bikini bottom to the side while he used her jaw and mouth almost like a leverage as he continued to plunge into her, hitting her insides. She could feel his kisses and bites on her neck and shoulder while his left hand came around to squeeze her breast, pinching her too tight n****e.

Sirahi was definitely not in her right mind if she was letting him possibly leave a mark on her when all the world would see it in the promotion video. But in that moment when she needed her release just as much as he did, she quite frankly didn't give a f**k.

It didn't take long before they climaxed and the both of them were sweating as he laid his head on the back of her shoulder, both of them trying to catch their breath. Soon after, reality hit her and she tried to double check to make sure the humans outside of her tent were still none the wiser and to her relief, they were fine.

She turned to glare at Jamis who had sweat running down his temple and his very sated semi hard member twitching with his pants, the opposite of elegant, at his calves. Sirahi searched for tissues to temporarily clean herself and luckily found wet wipes before she put herself together, wiping away the intimate moment that they just shared with one another.

Her phone vibrated and she very briefly felt panic before she saw the message from Sandra letting her know that she had left about ten minutes earlier to grab food from the buffet table and to hurry up before shooting started again. She then replied before looking at herself in the mirror to make sure that she didn't look like a hot mess, before fixing herself. Her hair wasn't the best but she could have used the excuse that she took a brief nap before lunch.

Jamis looked like he wanted to say something to her but she put a finger up to stop him. "Don't. Whatever it is might land you outside the hotel room so watch it. Fix yourself and I'm leaving first." She said, tying the sarong back around her waist. With no more than a brief side eye at him, she left him alone as he tucked himself back into his pants. He wondered what had just happened himself when he was decent and followed right after her when his own stomach growled.