Don't Drink and Hex (BBW Werewolf Erotica) (Smut-Shorties Book 2) (2 page)

She gulped. “This dream far surpasses any of my previous ones.”

He laughed and pressed his erection against her belly. “I hate to tell you, little witch, you are not dreaming.” He brought his head down and kissed her again. Fully. Boldly. His tongue swept into her mouth and stroked fire into her veins. Her fuzzy brain tried to focus on what had happened before she’d woken up.

Gypsy Rose.

Oh no. Oh shit.

She pushed away from him, her eyes wide with horror. “Ah, shit!”

“What’s wrong, Selena?” He sounded so concerned. It was the love potion. He’d drank it. She rushed to the kitchen, where she’d put the potion in a wine glass. No wine glass. No potion. Nothing. Her heart slowed to a near crawl.

“You have to go.”

“What the—”

“Get out!” She screamed in a panic. When the council heard about what she’d done she would be punished severely. Giving a shifter a love potion had to be bad. Really bad.

His eyes flashed and his features shifted slightly, showing the beast within. “You’re playing a dangerous game here, little witch.”

She rushed to the front door and motioned for him to go. She’d have to beg her mother for help. How in the world would she be able to undo it? Could she even undo a love potion on a shifter? She should have known that there was something fishy about him being all over her like that. It was magic.

Stupid! She’d been so stupid! Why hadn’t she listened to her mother for once in her hundred years?

He marched out of her house, anger radiating from him in waves. She didn’t have time to worry about his hurt feelings. They weren’t real. Neither was his lust for her. Though the size of his erection had definitely impressed her.

She grabbed the wine bottle and went to bed. Half-asleep, her brain continued to focus on Gage. She sighed and tried to relax, except she couldn’t stop thinking of Gage’s kiss.

The sound of her bedroom door opening made her eyes snap open. There he was naked as the day he was born with a hard-on big enough to make her jaw drop open.

“What are you doing here?”

His eyes flashed gold. “You tell me. I was otherwise busy when all of a sudden I show up outside your bedroom door.”

Crap. She’d summoned him with her magic. She really did need to stop drinking and hexing.

“I’m sorry, Gage. I’ll find a way to fix this,” she promised. Even if she got sent to the seven hells for messing with a shifter’s emotional being.

He eyed her tank top and panties with interest. Lust flared in his eyes and need pooled at her core.

“Want to fix things? How about we get you out of those clothes and you can finish what I started,” he said, stroking his cock.

She gulped. Oh, how she wanted to do that. But it wouldn’t be fair to him. He was under the influence of her spell.

“Gage, you don’t want me.”

“My cock says I do.”

THREE

She licked her lips and tried again. “This is all due to my spell. You’re not even attracted to me.”

He glared at her clothes as if willing them to disappear. “I don’t know what spell you’re talking about. Are you going to get naked or do I have to tear the clothes off you?”

She whimpered at the back of her throat. Talk about a panty-soaker. No wonder women came in and out of his house like they were on payroll or something. She wondered if he had some sort of sexual specialty she didn’t know about. He probably did.

He stalked closer to the bed, the predator eyeing the prey. This was bad. She needed to stop him and...and...Holy shit he was hard.

“I can tell you want me,” he said, his voice low and oh so sexy. “I smell how wet you are.”

He did? She needed better underwear.

When he got to the foot of the bed, he pounced. She blinked and he was on her. He’d done it so gracefully too. One second he was standing there and the next he was caging her on the bed, his face hovering over hers.

“Gage, I—”

“Want me to fuck you.”

Yes, yes she did, but that was beside the point. “You and I. This isn’t real.”

He sat back on his heels and grabbed her hand, placing it over his erection. “Does that feel unreal to you?”

No, that felt amazing. She slid her hand up and down his shaft, rubbing a thumb over the moist head of his cock.

“That’s it, little witch. Touch me. I’ve been wanting your hands and lips on my dick for too long,” he groaned, pushing his hips closer to her.

Her throat went dry. “You might regret this.”

He crawled forward, lowering over her until there was nothing but millimeters of space between them. “What I regret is that you still have clothes on. But that is something I can fix.”

She gasped as he shifted a finger. He slid his claw over the center of her top, slicing it right at the center and spilling her breasts free.

“Now that’s better,” he breathed and his claws cut through the sides of her panties. “But this is perfect.”

She forgot all about how wrong it was to be with him while he was under a spell and spread her legs.

“Ah, yes,” he tugged the material of her panties off her, uncovering her wet folds. He inhaled and groaned. “Open wide, little witch. I want to fuck that pretty cunt with my tongue.”

He peeled the top off her, throwing the material to the side and immediately bringing his head down to capture one of her beaded nipples. Her belly quivered with need. Liquid fire spread through her body, turning her bones to jelly.

She gasped, gliding her hands into his hair and gripping hard. He shoved her tits together, licking between her nipples. One and then the other. It was torture and pleasure in the first degree.

“Gage,” she whimpered.

He lifted his head off her breasts and licked a wet trail down her belly. She could have used her magic to show him a different body. A sexier toned body and make him believe that it was hers, but she liked her body as it was. She had curves. She had rolls. She was a real woman. Besides, with the way he licked and nibbled his way down to her pussy, she was pretty sure he was okay with her body.

When he got between her legs, he lowered his head slowly, watching her the entire time. Her heart thumped in her ears. She watched, mesmerized as he laid his tongue flat against her clit and licked.

She lost the ability to breathe.

Gage growled, the sound sent a vibration shooting up her body. She moaned, rocking her hips on his lips. “Lick my pussy, Gage.”

He chuckled and another growl made her nipples tighten. He plunged his tongue into her, suckling and groaning. She bucked, her body tightening quickly and readying for an orgasm.

Another thrust of his tongue and he curled it, licking her nether lips up and down. His raspy slick, tongue on her pussy had to be the best thing in the world.

“Oh, God, Gage. Keep doing that.”

“Doing what?” He asked, licking and biting her inner thigh then moving back to suck her folds.

“Licking me. It feels amazing,” she moaned.

Selena wiggled her hips closer to his mouth. The pressure in her body made her muscles burn.

“I want you to come, little witch,” he whispered, raining kisses over the strip of hair on her mound. “I want your pussy juices on my tongue.”

“Oh, my—”

“That’s it. You’re close, little witch.” He sucked on her clit lightly. Enough to make her gasp but not enough to send her over the edge. “Come for me. I want to fuck that wet cunt of yours.”

She whimpered, her body tense and waiting to crack. He sucked her clit between his lips and grazed his teeth over it. Then he did something no man ever had. He growled while sucking her clit. The harsh vibration on the small nerve bundle had the effect of a clit massager on full blast. She broke.

“Gage!”

Her back lifted off the bed and her head flailed from side to side. A rush of pleasure poured out from her channel and traveled out to her limbs.

There was no time to catch her breath. One second she was gasping for breath and the next she was on all fours, her upper body down on the blanket while he held her up by her ass.

“Gage?” She glanced over her shoulder at the wolf. His features had turned feral. She loved seeing him like that. So...out of control. “Fuck me, Gage.”

He leaned closer, gripping her ass tight. “You want my dick in your pussy, little witch?”

“Yes. I want your cock deep.”

He pressed the head of his cock to her entrance and stopped. “How deep? Deep that your pussy sucks my dick tight?” He drove in just a bit. “Deep where I hit you so hard it hurts?” He pushed in another inch. His cock seemed to grow the further he went. “Or deep that you’ll feel like I’m still inside fucking you for days?”

“Yesss” She groaned, wiggling her ass and hoping he’d move some more. “All of the above.”

“In that case,” he drove in to her in one swift thrust until he sat balls deep inside her. Hard. Fast. The pain from her body trying to adjust to his size was nothing compared to the intense pleasure assaulting her. “Fuck!”

She gripped the bed sheets and moaned loudly. He pulled back and drove deep again. “Like that, little witch? Like it when I fuck you hard?”

She whimpered, unable to say a word and held on as he fucked her so hard her bed slammed against the wall. His thrusts turned harsher, deeper.

“Ah, little witch. I love how tight you feel around my cock.” He pulled back and plunged deep. “You have a hot little cunt.” He dropped on all four and continued to fuck her mercilessly. “Keep doing that,” he breathed by her ear.

She gulped and moaned when he licked a circle around the back of her shoulder. “Doing what?”

“Keep gripping my dick.” He grazed his teeth over her sweaty flesh. “It feels like your pussy is jerking my cock. Fuck, baby. I’ve never had anyone do that.”

She tried to remember to breathe, but it was nearly impossible. His words were driving her crazy.

“Gage,” she moaned.

He gripped her hip with one hand, his claws digging deep into her flesh, holding her still. “Don’t move, little witch. I am hanging on to my skin by my teeth.”

She hung her head and pushed back, loving the thicker sensation of his cock inside her. “I can’t stop.”

He growled at her back, licking up and down her shoulder. “Know what’s even sexier than fucking you?”

She shook her head. There could not be anything better than him inside her. It was impossible.

“Coming inside you,” he rumbled. “Want me to come in your slick pussy, little witch?”

She groaned.

“Want me to fill you up with my cum until you’re dripping it out of your pink swollen cunt?”

God, yes.

“Please...”

“Tell me!” He growled the words by her ear, taking small nips of her skin. His body slid over hers with ease. Their combined perspiration turned their fucking into a slick dance of skin-slapping. “Tell me to come in your pussy and bite you, little witch.”

She shouldn’t. The bite. It was reserved for the one that belonged to him. But she couldn’t stop herself from wanting his teeth on her. Just thinking about it made her clit throb. “I can’t”

“You can.” He rocked his hips and fucked her at a new angle that took her breath away. “Say the words. Tell me to come inside you. To fill your cunt with my cum until it drips down your legs.”

Goddess of Orgasms the man was dangerous. “I...I shouldn’t...”

“Tell me to bite you and mate you, little witch,” he growled. “We could do this every day for the rest of our lives. I could fuck you for a million lifetimes and never get bored.”

That did it. She could withstand a lot of things, but him promising her a lifetime of amazing sex was hard. She could not say no to that.

“Yes! Do it. Fuck me. Fill me until your cum slides out of my pussy. But more than all that, bite me.”

“That’s it. You’re mine now,” he muttered by her ear.

He slid a hand between her legs and pressed on her clit. The tiny bundle ached with her need to come. He pressed hard, plunged deep into her and tapped her clit. An explosion of pleasure rocked her to the core.

She gasped, the tension in her body snapping and unfurling in a quick spiral of bliss. Air pounded hard into her lungs. She tried to hang on to reality when his canines embedded in the back of her shoulder. She screamed. The pain and his driving cock sent her to a second release.

“You. Are. Mine!” He roared, his teeth deep in her flesh.

FOUR

His thrusts slowed down until he stopped altogether. As promised, he pulsed inside her, filling her with his cum. She was still trying to catch a breath when he let go of her shoulder and swiped his tongue over the bite. She knew too well it was to seal his scent in her blood stream. She was well and truly mated.

Gage pulled out of her slowly. The loss of his body over hers, in hers, was unusual. It was like her body had already grown used to him being there. Taking her.

He dropped on the bed next to her and the sound of crackling thunder in her bedroom made her jump to her jellified feet and wrap a sheet around her naked body. She knew what was coming.