His tongue was persistent, sweeping the inside of my mouth as if he would devour me. The faintest taste of blood lingered on him. It encouraged the interest of my wolf, called to my bloodlust. I kissed him back with an intensity I felt to the tips of my toes.
Instinctively, I shifted so that he had more room to tease me. He ran a finger up and down my slit until I quivered. Part of me was sure I was crazy for doing this in public. I had a keen ear trained on the sounds of the night around us in case anyone happened to come along, but I had no intention of stopping.
I gave a soft moan when he worked a finger inside me. Moisture flowed forth, and he rubbed the slippery juices up over my clit until I squirmed and cried out. Pulling back from the deep kiss, Arys bit my bottom lip. It stung, and I felt the blood well up. Before it could fall, he’d already sucked it into his mouth. Running his tongue along the small wound, he watched me with a penetrating gaze as he pumped two fingers into me.
I clung to him, trying to stay still so that I wouldn’t slide off the hood of the car. It was difficult with the mass of sensation that rocked my body. The public place combined with his actions and the fact that it was Arys, my greatest weakness, made the entire scenario positively mind blowing.
If I wasn’t already quite surprised and delighted, I certainly was when he dropped to his knees before me, burying his face between my thighs. With a hand on each of my hips, Arys wasted no time sucking my clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the throbbing nub.
I threw my head back, resisting the urge to howl. The sky appeared dark overhead; the stars, near impossible to see though I knew that they were up there. The moans that broke from me grew louder with each movement of his skilled tongue. I had little control left when the powerful waves of climax came on suddenly.
I heard his name on my lips, mumbled and unintelligible. The orgasm that rocked me was massive, almost too much. My entire body tensed and grasped desperately at both Arys and the car, hoping I wouldn’t slide off when my body melted into a puddle. One of my cries sounded like a pained scream, and I could only hope that nobody would hear it.
When Arys stood up and began to free his c**k from the confines of his jeans, I had to refocus my vision. Holy shit. Who would have thought that a public orgasm would be so damn good?
He pulled my rear end close to the edge of the car and held my upper body securely with one arm. We were looking directly into each other’s eyes when he entered me with a determined thrust.
I groaned as he pounded into me as if he couldn’t be bothered to start out slow. He watched my face as he f**ked me, a glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes. Though it was primal and demanding, it was nothing like the crazy time on the kitchen table. There was love here; I could feel it in the way he held me close and peered into me and in the way he leaned in to nuzzle my neck.
The action was somewhat wolfish, and it brought a smile to my face. I held him close, my arms wrapped around his neck. I couldn’t move much to meet his thrusts, but something about that made it more exciting. I could only sit there while he sank into my warm depths over and over.
Just as I felt myself starting to slide off the hood, Arys hooked one of his arms beneath my leg, supporting my weight. It also gave him a better angle, and he was able to plunge much deeper inside me. With my leg up, I had to lean back slightly. It gave us both a great view of his shaft as it slid inside me.
He slowed his pace, pulling out so that just the head remained within, then sliding as deep as possible in an achingly slow motion. It was the ultimate tease. This time when the orgasmic sensations began to build, it wasn’t as fast but it was just as intense. I hungered for the moment when the storm would crash over me, sending me spiraling into that perfect bliss.
The visual of Arys’ body and mine joining together increased the growing excitement. It quickly became too much, and I pleaded for him to take me faster.
Ever the control freak, Arys shook his head, a grin on his handsome face.
Maintaining that leisurely, steady pace, he reached his free hand down between us and gently rubbed my clit. If I didn’t know any better, I’d have thought the bastard wanted me to beg.
“Arys,” I practically hissed. “Please.”
He knew what I wanted. I didn’t have to say another word. He held out for just a moment, long enough to make me growl at him. Then he relinquished his hold on his personal control and slammed into me the way I wanted him to.
The second orgasm was more potent than the first had been. For a moment, I couldn’t even breathe as the earth seemed to shake all around us. There was a buzzing in my ears, almost deafening in volume. I realized it was the power we naturally called when together like this. If I could bottle that kind of power, I’d be a walking time bomb.