Mate I never wanted

Comfort of a warm bed II

Vivian

The hands on my back started to move higher and higher. Slowly caressing the sensitive skin of my back... that right now felt even more sensitive than usual and the simple touch of his hands made me whine and cry out of pleasure and need.

My body moved on its own as it started to press and rub against his lower body. The wet core between my legs started to rub against his hard length, and it sent waves of pleasure through my body that only fueled the need that was building.

The need got so bad that I could not stop myself from crying out louder and louder. The whiny sound in my chest filled the quiet room around us, and it sounded so foreign to me. Never have I heard these sounds leave my mouth. Not even in the most desperate moments of my heats have I ever sounded like this... but I guess my heats had never felt that strong. I am sure that none of them compare to this.

"Shh... I know little wolf... I know what you need..."

The low rumble of his voice was so gentle, but yet so low and strong. I could feel it rumble down my whole body and build up in my lower belly. It was like a fireball that kept growing and growing, ready to burst at any moment.

His hands on my back moved higher and higher, now softly tracing the skin under my sports bra. They moved higher and higher, taking the fabric of my top with them. A few seconds later, I felt him pull off the top and throw it somewhere. I had no idea where it went, but I did not care about it... all I cared about was that my top half was no longer constricted by the top... it was free...

The cold air hit my overheated sensitive skin and a shiver ran down my back, but not because I felt cold.

A second after my top was thrown across the room, I felt Lucien's hands back on me once again. His hands felt so good... it felt like with a single touch he was soothing the painful heat that was making me act so crazy and building up the next moment. I felt torn between begging him to stop and to do more.

His hands slowly made their way to my front and started caressing the skin of my front. Inch by inch, they moved to breasts. Carefully, he traced the top of my skin with his fingers, and all I could do was cry and whine. At first, he started slowly. Only moving around in circles, not touching parts of me that craved his touch the most. He ignored the tight n*****s that were so hard that I could almost cry. He also ignored my breasts themselves, only moving around them and tracing the skin at the very edge, but not crossing the line. It was driving me crazy, and before I knew it, I gave in to the craziness.

My lower body started to move on its own, pressing against his, trying to rush him. I pressed harder onto his length and that caused him to release a loud growl of need and the hands that were caressing me stopped moving as well as falling away from my top. They landed on my hips and forced me to stop moving.

Only now did I notice that at some point our sitting position changed, and I was no longer lying on my side, but I was stranding his hips. That was why the core between my legs was now so comfortably pressed into his hard length.

"Stop."

His words were firm, but gentle at the same time. They made me freeze instantly.

"Look at me."

The dominance in his voice made me and my wolf release a sound of need and desperation. Slowly, I made my eyes peel open, and I was looking straight into his. They were so dark and full of lust that I could hardly keep myself from moving... the only thing that helped, was the fact that his hands were still stiff on my hips, holding me in place.

"You will do as I say and when I say it, or you won't get anything at all."

His words made me release another sound of need as I sat there frozen on his lap, eyes wide open and close to tears. The idea of him stopping made me want to cry, all my instincts told me to freeze and not move... to appease him any way possible so that he would not stop... he had to continue at any cost...

I was frozen on top of him, my hazy, lust filed eyes wide open as I waited for his next instruction. When I heard the dominance in his voice, something snapped in me... it felt like his voice opened something in me and I just snapped into this. Everything in me screamed that I had to please him.

Not a moment later, he noticed the change in me and the hands on my hips relaxed.

"Good little wolf."

He whispered with the same tone of dominance, but with a layer of softness in it.

"Now... kiss me."

His command was simple and he did not use any sort of trick, but I went flaying to him. The kiss was clumsy. Our teeth knocked against one another, but my lack of grace was compensated by eagerness. The kiss started a bit awkward, but a few seconds later it turned into something deeper, something more sinister...

Each kiss, each touch fed the burning need that overpowered everything else, to the point there was only need and lust left.

After a few moments of me kissing him, he flipped us over so that now I was on my back, with him looming over me. He took the lead in the kiss now. His lips were taking mine into a deeper kiss, his hands wrapping around me and all I could do was take it. His dominance had me frozen, letting him take his fill. Annoyingly, slowly, he lifted his mouth from mine and started moving to the side of my neck, making his way down my neck.

I needed more...

What the more was in particular, I had no idea...

All I knew was that I needed more.

He kissed his way down my neck to the top of my breast. His kisses were soft. Just butterfly soft touches on my skin... but I needed more... I needed him to feel the kiss to taste it...

Another whine of need left my lips and I felt him chuckle up against my breast.

"Does the little wolf need more?"

It was clear he was teasing me, but that was what my logical part knew, the part of me that could think... the rest of me... well, it just released another desperate cry of need.

I cried and whined until his lips latched on to my stiff n****e and that was when the first real moan left my mouth. His mouth this time was a lot less... gentle.

Among the sweet sucking there were also little rough bites and nicks among them and they were driving me even more crazy. I was trashing around under him up to the point where he had to release another little growl that made me freeze.

My submissive reaction to him made him chuckle as he started to move lower and lower until he reached the tops of my leggings.

"Should we undress you fully?"

He whispered as his tongue lightly glazed the line where the waistband of the leggings started and my naked skin ended.

The only answer I could produce to him was another cry of need.

With a little chuckle, his teeth grabbed on to the waistband and started to pull it down. My eyes shot open and I could not take my eyes away from him. I never thought that something so primal could be so attractive.

With a sharp tug, he took them off me, leaving me under him with just a pair of underwear that was embarrassingly wet... a clear evidence of what I felt right now... of what my reaction to him was.

He rose higher and threw the leggings across the room and for a moment just stared at me. His eyes lingered on me for a few moments. His eyes were dark with lust and I could see his tongue peak out as he licked his lips.

With a low growl, he reached out and traced the edge of my underwear as his eyes rose to my face. He was watching my reaction to his touch. My eyes met his, and I could not turn my gaze away from his. He had me captive in more ways than one.

With a sharp wicked smile, he let one of his fingers catch the side of my underwear, and he pulled on it sharply, ripping it at the seams, and I was naked under him… completely naked…