His Possession or His Princess

Fifty-Three | New Heights

Cal

The applause from the pack is so freaking loud I can’t help but wince from the sound.

After Titus dismissed everyone everything quickly got turned over for a cookout. Titus and I walked inside to change into something a little more casual for the cookout.

The second we get into our room he grabs me by my hips and presses me up against the door and begins to kiss down my neck and nibble on my mark making me gasp from the tingles it sends through me.

He says, “Good God, you are stunning Calliope. Absolutely stunning and I need you now.”

Butterflies flurry through my stomach and I begin to get hotter at the thought of him deep inside me again. I ask breathlessly, “Don’t we need to hurry up and join everyone for the cookout?”

He takes off his jacket and begins to loosen his tie as he says, “We’re the Alpha and Luna of the pack. I think they can wait a few minutes.”

I grin from his words and I turn around and ask, “Could you unzip me?”

With my wolf hearing I can hear the sharp intake of his breathe and it makes me feel giddy with anticipation. He slowly tortures me as he pulls the zipper down and begins to kiss slowly down my back. I turn towards him and let the dress fall off of me and his eyes are full of lust and he begins to hurry his actions to get the rest of his clothes off. He rips his shirt off quickly and reaches for his pants, but I place my hand on his to stop his actions. I slowly unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants making sure to torture him with my slow movements the same way that he tormented me.

 His gasp fills the room when I finally allow his member spring free, and it is up at full attention.

I wrap my hand around it and watch as closes his eyes in pleasure. He is so distracted by my movements and the pleasure he is receiving he doesn’t notice as I get onto my knees in front of him. I look at his full length admiring it for a moment because it is so long and full of so much girth. I quickly take him by surprise as I deep throat him, and he lets out a loud moan and his hand grabs the back of my head. I quicken my pace and I hear him groan louder and then say breathlessly, “Cali, I’m going to-”

He groans loudly as he begins to thrust into my mouth meeting my movements every time and I thank God that I don’t have a sensitive gag reflex so I’m able to give him full pleasure. Suddenly his seed hits my tongue and I make sure to swallow every drop of him. When he finishes, I sit up and he looks at me with wide eyes and says, “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

I chuckle and say, “Now, that you’re satisfied, how about we get ready and go greet our pack members?”

I notice the mischievous look in his eyes and he picks me up and lays me on the bed and says, “My dear, we’re not going anywhere until you get your release and you scream my name.”

I smile, “Love, I don’t think we have time for a full roun-” I gasp loudly as he puts one of my legs over his shoulder and he runs his tongue along my wetness and my hand grips his hair as he brings me to new heights that I’ve never experienced.

Titus

When I got done with Cali and helped her off the bed her face was deep red.

I couldn’t help but chuckle, but at the same time I’m really surprised that it was her first time to experience that. I’m going to have to keep that in mind and make sure to do that to her often. Based off her reaction it was something she really enjoyed.

I grab out a pair of jeans and a button-down short sleeve shirt and I rinse of my face to make sure my face doesn’t smell like her juices.

I look towards her and see she has picked a pair of jean shorts that make her ass look just… ugh, she’s going to be the death of me.

I watch as she stands in just her jeans as she compares two different shirts with a small pout as she wanted to look good. I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her slim waist and say, “You look gorgeous, Cali, if we weren’t having a cookout right now I would keep you in here for the rest of the night.”

I nibble on her ear making her squeal loudly and she playfully swats me away and says, “Titus, quit, come on help me pick out my shirt.”

She was looking between a royal blue tank top with gold accents and a pale purple blouse that had big puffy sleeves. I look down at my own shirt and I chose a light purple to match her eyes and I think she was trying to pick between complimenting my eyes or hers. I ask, “Well, do you want us to match or not?”

She looks at me nervously as she bites her lower lip and I chuckle and say, “Pick whichever one is calling to you, love. Which one would you feel most confident in.”

She seems to get a more determined face and she grabs the blue tank top and throws it on and says, “I’m ready.”