All in the Chemistry [The Royal Wolves 4] (Siren Publishing Allure) (9 page)

She felt her body shudder and screamed as she came again, her toes curled and fingers fisted so tightly in the sheets they came off the bed. His name was sobbed out of her lips, desperate need tore at her.

Chuckling he moved his mouth lower as he wrapped an arm around her hip to toy with her clitoris as his tongue stroked her tight sheath. He wanted her languid, so relaxed that she couldn’t remember her name because, with this being her first time, it was going to hurt but the more loose she was the easier it would be for him to slide in. His mouth worked on her pussy, his tongue sliding in and out of her tight walls and then curling his tongue inside of her he would then pull away slightly and nibble on her clit before going back to lapping at her sopping pussy.

She knew that she was dead, there was no way that this could feel this amazing and after the second and then the third orgasm brought on by his lips she lay there completely limp and boneless gasping for air. She couldn’t speak if she had to warn him there was a fire. She was sated on a level she never knew was possible.

Licking at her once more, Kris pushed up onto all fours and moved up her body slightly to nip at her neck. “Are you ready for step nine, my sweet?” he asked with a near purring sound. “It is the most important one after all, though the critics do say step ten actually is.”

Every nerve in her body was alive in sensation so with hooded eyes she looked up at him and smiled. “Yes.” Her legs rubbed against his hairy ones, the sensation multiplied by the incredible feelings of being alive that she felt. “I need to know what step nine is.” She breathed finally and waited.

Smiling he pulled back and stripped down before sitting her up enough to divest her of the shirt, finally. Then, with a nip to her breast he flipped her over onto her belly. Knowing she was exhausted he used some pillows to prop her hips up into the air for the right angle. Settling in behind her he stroked her with his fingers, ensuring she was still ready for him. “Courtney love,” he breathed into her ear. “I need you to hear me for a moment here,” he said.

She heard him. Even as her body pressed back against him, she heard him and smiled, murmuring a soft enticement.

“Do you want me to mark you as my mate? If not, you need to tell me now or I won’t be able to stop it from happening. Also”—he slid two fingers into her cunt and began to stretch her—“in this position I’m going to feel like I’m going to break you with my cock, I’m not, you’re made for me, little one. But it will be intense and I need you to trust me and not fight me if you can help it please.” He couldn’t guarantee her safety a hundred percent if she did, he was too sexually aware of her and she was so close to him that he was willing to break every Law the Wolves had to have her.

Courtney nodded. “I am yours, Kris, I want your mark because that’s what I was born for, for you.” She sobbed slightly as his fingers moved into her body, stretching and readying her. “I trust you, Kris I really need for you to fuck me with that impressive cock, I need to feel you filling my pussy to capacity and beyond. I need to feel more, my body feels like a livewire,” she moaned as she spread her legs wider for him, her body completely in a pose of submission and the honey of her juices coating his fingers heavily. “Please.” She moved back toward his fingers in an aching needful movement.

“Soon, baby,” he breathed half in relief half in desperate need slipping a third finger into her pussy. “I don’t want to hurt you any more than is absolutely necessary your first time. I’m not a small man, Courtney, and you are so tight,” he murmured spreading his fingers slightly as he stroked her slowly.

“If you aren’t inside of me soon however I am going to hurt you, Kris. I need—” She cried out loudly. “Please, Kris, I need you, now.” She didn’t care how not small he was, she wanted him to be a part of her because she felt the burning in her stomach once more that heralded her impending orgasm. “Please, Kris,” she begged.

Kissing her back gently he shifted to lay over her and gently began to press his cock into her weeping pussy. Slowly, inch by inch he eased into her throbbing pussy that held him so lovingly that he bit out a curse and his body tightened over hers. “Shh, baby,” he whispered as she tried to wiggle and move. “Stay still, honey, and relax,” he whispered as he nibbled on her neck in a clear move to distract her. 

He was telling her to relax when he was splitting her in half, funny,
not
. “You weren’t lying when you said that your cock was big, if anything you understated your size,” she muttered and then whimpered. “Wait, oh god there.” It suddenly no longer burned, the small sensation of tearing was gone and now it was just a blissful feeling of fullness, she could practically feel every breath that he took via his dick buried in her pussy the way that it was.

“Not quite.” He grinned as he slid his cock into her fully and couldn’t quite bite back the moan of pleasure. “Now we’re there,” he breathed out as he shifted where his hands were so he’d be able to move. Gently he pushed her hair from her right side, baring her neck and shoulder to him. Pressing a kiss to her skin, he pulled out almost all the way before he slid his cock back into her slowly, enjoying every inch of her as he filled her. Kris pulled out and watched every single one of his nine inches sliding right back into her soaking wet pussy. This was what they both needed.

She turned to face him sideways, eyes glassy with pleasure and whimpered, “Kris.” It felt amazing, the way that his cock filled her pussy and the way that he so slowly moved in and out of her body. It was the look on his face though that had her whole body shiver. The look of possession, the look of pure unadulterated joy as he watched his cock filling her pussy. He was filling her fuller than anything could ever have done before and the slow, even strokes were making her hotter. “Please.” She wanted to feel his teeth on her shoulder, knew that he was going to mark her and she simply couldn’t wait.

Nuzzling her cheek Kris slid one hand over her belly and between the pillows to burrow between her folds. Finding her clit he lightly rubbed at it as he changed the pace of his hips, pumping his cock in and out of her pussy, speeding up then slowing down and repeating. He wanted this to last, it was her first sexual experience and it was the toughest one for him since he had to mark her and not turn her. “Soon, Courtney, I promise,” he whispered clenching his teeth as he fought to maintain a semblance of control and not hurt her too badly. She’d be sore because of the fact he’d taken her virginity and how he was taking her, that was a given, but he wasn’t going to just let his dominant nature push him to causing any more pain than had been absolutely necessary.

The touch of his fingers against her clit had her arching her back slightly and then letting it fall to a more submissive pose than before. Her hips rocked and rolled with each of his thrusts, the very movements were driving her crazy if the sounds from her throat were to be believed, but then she circled her hips slightly and exploded in an orgasm with a scream of his name.

Gritting his teeth Kris kept his pace up as she climaxed slowing just a bit to give her a few moments’ respite as she tumbled back to earth. He wanted her right on that edge because, when she came the next time, his teeth were going to be buried in her delicate flesh.

The soft sounds of her whimpering and wordless pleas had everything inside of him tightening. Shifting his head slightly he kissed, licked, and nibbled on her shoulder. “You are mine now and forever,” he breathed the words out. Words their mother had shared with them at much too young an age over her tender skin, words to bind her soul to his forever. “I am yours for all of time. Mated through fate, through actions all our own and through mutual love we are joined together for all our lives. No one will ever tear us asunder, for we are meant to be.”

As she began to tighten her pussy muscles again on his cock, her pleas becoming a little more vocal and, his balls tightening up between his legs, he struck. Carefully he sank his teeth into her shoulder, that hint of blood warning him he’d gone far enough. Pumping his cock harder into her pussy, he growled against her shoulder, the sound low, deep and very possessive as he came with a grunt of surprise, slamming all the way into her cunt as he spilled everything he had, the hot ropes of his jism filling her fully.

She felt the expansion of his cock and sobbed, she couldn’t scream because her voice was gone, nothing left her mouth but a soft breath of air on a whimper as she allowed the full weight of her body to fall down fully into the mattress. She felt his teeth in her shoulder and a smile caressed her lips even as she let herself slip off into a light sleep after such intense pleasure that she was sure that her whole body and soul had separated.

Growling softly to her, he carefully lifted his head and swallowed a dozen times and smiled at his little mate who was passed out under him. When he could move he held her hips against him and rolled to their sides, moving the pillows back into place for them to rest on. Settling her against him as comfortably as possible with his cock still buried in her pussy. Kristof wrapped his arms around her gently even as he tugged up the blankets to keep her warm.

“Thank you,” she whispered and twined her legs in with his, letting her ankle be held between his and her foot aligned with his. “This is so very nice.” It was perfect, just lying there with him and feeling him so connected to her that it was as if they were the same person.

Smiling slightly he brushed his lips back and forth over her mating mark, frowning at how swollen it was. Lifting a hand he gently slid his fingers over the bite. “When we can we should clean this up,” he murmured gently to her as he stared at it. He had no idea if it was normal or not or if it was just because she had sensitive flesh but it looked rather angry to him.

“We will.” She reached over and touched his hand that was touching the mark. “I’ve really, really sensitive skin so that feels incredible Kristof, the feeling of your hands touching that mark.” She yawned slightly and moved restlessly. “I love you, Kris, but stop worrying, sweetheart.”

“It’s in my nature to worry about my mate,” he said quietly moving his lips over the back of her neck. Closing his eyes he settled his head so he could pull her scent into his lungs with each breath. “You’re mine, honey, my one shot at a wonderful life, family and true happiness,” he told her wrapping her even closer for a moment before relaxing.

“And you mine,” she whispered as she yawned. “I need sleep though I think.” She grinned. “What are Steps Nine and Ten?” Her voice was sleepy as she spoke.

“Make your partner needy for you and then deliver the goods so that he or she can’t think straight. Obviously I need to work on Step Ten, you’re still thinking much too clearly,” he murmured softly against her skin.

She could only grin and then nodded. “All right.” She shuddered slightly and leaned into him. “You have certainly exhausted me.” She yawned once more. “Sleep sounds good.” Once more she spoke and before she was even finished she was sound asleep.

Chapter 3

Waking sometime later Kristof lifted his head to look into her still sleep-relaxed face. She was asleep so deeply they hadn’t met in the dreams, which was good, she needed to sleep, to really rest. Gently as he could he slid free of her body and rolled from the bed before tucking her in again. Kissing her shoulder where the mating mark lay like an angry wound, he went to the bathroom and started up the shower. Stepping in he lifted his face to the spray and let out a sigh, he’d have to remember how sensitive her skin was and take care with her.

She woke up alone and frowned. “Kris?” But she heard the water and smiled. Moving from the bed she didn’t wrap the sheet around her but stood naked as the day she was born to move to the bathroom. She winced as she tried to walk and let out a small moan. “Damn.” She grumbled but with movement, things felt better and by the time she reached the bathroom door she felt much better.

Opening it and walking in, she grinned. “I don’t think I like waking alone, Kristof.”

Sticking his head out of the shower he lifted a brow. “You were asleep, should still be asleep,” he pointed out to her. Holding out his hand he tugged her into the shower with him. “How are you feeling?” he asked softly stroking his hands up and down her back as he looked down into her face.

“I feel so much better now.” She grinned up at him as her hands moved up his chest to link around his neck. “I was cold, I have slept alone for a lifetime and then one night of sleeping at your side with your heat and I am ruined for ever sleeping alone, you poor, poor man.”

Smiling he leaned close to kiss her. “Darling, you say that like it’s a bad thing. It’s not, is it?” he asked softly watching her eyes as she smiled wider. “I’m quite happy to be at your side each and every night.”

“Me, too.” She smiled up at him. “I love being at your side Kristof, I want to be there darling because it is where I was born to be.” She licked her lips and nodded. “I love you, Kris, so yes, sleeping with you night after night is what is necessary.”

“Then don’t worry about it, love,” he said softly cupping her cheek with a hand. “I’ll be there every night, I promise.” He smiled. Sliding his hand over her mark, he kept the concern off his face at how swollen and bruised it was, backing her under the water to let it wash over the wound.

“That will mean you will occasionally have to get up and away from your lab, are you sure that you can make that promise?” She winced when he began to wash at the wound and looked at it with a frown. “I have very, very sensitive skin.”