15. Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen

Desmond

" G ood. ‘Cause I can't move," I managed to force out around my pulse hammering in my throat.

Wow.

"Wow," Mia repeated as if she'd listened in on my thoughts, a surprised huff accompanying the word out.

"Just thought the same." Flinging my arms around her, I hugged her to me and kissed her sweaty forehead. My body felt as if I weighed a ton, forcing me into the mattress, but I loved the added weight of her on me.

We were silent for long minutes until her breathing evened out, turned soft and slow.

Like in the fairy tale. I preferred my way of devouring Little Red Riding Hood, though.

Despite knowing full well that I should have waited until my knot softened enough to get out of her, tuck her back in and leave her to rest in peace, I closed my eyes.

At least an hour had passed when I woke up.

Probably more. It's getting dark.

I tried to get a look at Mia's face without moving to see if she was still asleep and found myself staring. A minuscule smile graced her lips, and all traces of her mask had disappeared. She was gorgeous in her vulnerability.

God, she's fucking beautiful.

It's not that I hadn't known or noticed before, but it hit me like a sledgehammer when I held her—naked and sleeping—on my chest.

Then I fucking noticed my bladder and how urgently I needed a wee.

Fuck.

I did not want to get up, but neither did I want to give her a thoroughly unpleasant wet dream.

Making low shushing sounds under my breath, I carefully rolled her off my body. And, holding the full condom in place, I stood up from the bed.

"Desmond? Don't leave," she mumbled sleepily into her pillow.

"Shh, snowflake. I'll be right back."

"‘Kay." Mia smacked her lips sleepily into a pout, keeping me rooted to the spot for another moment, mesmerised by this perfect woman who wanted me back in her bed.

Once I'd located the bathroom and dropped the used condom in the small trash bin, I sat to pee like a good wolf.

Oh fuck, that's better.

My dick wasn't too happy after being stuck in plastic for so long. Crap . I used toilet paper and water to clean myself, inspecting the irritation at the head.

Ouch. There goes my hope for round two.

In the bedroom, Mia coaxed me back to her side with the cute smacking noises she'd made before, then snuggled up to me, sighing at the feel of my warmth.

Oh, sweet thing, I might just be falling in love with you.

I hugged her to me, pressed my cheek to the top of her head, and dozed off again.

Kisses trailed all along my throat woke me from a deep slumber. Judging by the soft glow filtering in through the curtains from the street lamps outside the bedroom window it was nighttime.

Without speaking I brought my thumb under her chin, bringing her mouth in reach of mine.

Mia inhaled sharply when our tongues met in a slow dance. It would have appeared lazy to an onlooker— If anyone was able to see into our fused mouths, you moron. Unlike most fellow nerds, this one definitely didn't function well at night. On the contrary, I never understood why people spent their nights in front of their screens. Nights were for sleeping, and if you wanted to engage in illegal activities, daytime data traffic was much better coverage than the quiet hours when nobody but the bad folks in fiction were online.

Hippocampus, a white hacker I was, well, not exactly friends with—we were in the same guild in Riddles and Guilt, an online role-playing game so I suppose he was more like a brother to me—often joked about this. I never asked what he got around to, and neither did he. You heard things, of course.

A firm grip on my arse pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Hey, Big Bad Wolf. Do I even want to know what you're thinking about while you're kissing me?" She gave me a sly grin but didn't seem to be angry.

"Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts and spaced out." I winced.

Way to kill the mood, Des. Nothing says ‘Please keep kissing me' quite like telling her you have more pressing matters on your mind than her.

"I noticed." An amused smirk flitted over her face. "I wonder if I can get your mind back on the matters at hand." The hand kneaded my glute right where it met my tail.

"My ass?" I asked stupidly.

Fuck . That spot was sensitive though.

"You and me naked in bed with the whole night ahead of us," Mia whispered.

If making her come was all it took to unlock cheeky, blunt Mia, I'd give her all the orgasms in the world.

"Good idea," I gasped, gritting my teeth when she moved closer to the base of my spine where my tail poked out of my skin .

"What is?"

Bottling up the needy whine fighting its way out of my body was futile. I whimpered like a dog begging for an especially scrumptious treat. "Focussing on the matters at…hand." The last word came out in a strangled moan as her fingers closed around my tail and squeezed.

Bloody. Hell.She's going to make me come like this.

"This seems to feel good for you."

You think, snowflake? What gives you this impression?

The embarrassing sounds I made? Or was it my dick pressing to her stomach and the steady trickle of precum coating her skin like lube?

"Yes." A rasped word was all I could say. I couldn't remember what I'd thought about a few minutes ago; I couldn't even remember my name.

I nearly lost my mind completely when Mia slid down a little and started moving against me, not more than an inch up and down but fuck me !

She was so much smaller than me that this had brought the head of my dick between her tits. I had no motivation to question how she trapped me in the embrace of her big, soft breasts, or just how much I had to be leaking to make for such a slick slide.

A steady stream of growled curses came over my lips. "Snowflake! Fuck, so close, I'm—" My voice died in my throat.

She slid even lower without stopping the tailjob and wrapped her sweet, wet mouth around the tip of my dick to lap at my slit.

I'd completely forgotten I was sore, and I didn't fucking care right now. It was clear what she wanted from me, and it was the only thing that mattered .

Her other hand took hold of my knot and my brain crashed like a ten year old computer trying to open the browser. I heard her swallow and gulp down the copious amounts of my cum spilling over her teasing tongue.

"Oh my fucking God, Mia." Chest heaving and knot swollen at the base of my dick, keeping it straight as a rod, I rolled onto my back. Rubbing one hand hard over my face, I tried to get rid of the tingling sensation in my muzzle.

Looking around I saw her wipe her mouth with the pad of her thumb. Bringing my free hand up to her face, I traced the same path, catching the last of the wetness I'd left there.

"You taste really good, Desmond." Without meeting my eyes, the tip of her tongue darted out and licked the mix of saliva and cum out of my fur.

"Sweet thing," I sighed, gently booping her nose. "Give me a few minutes, okay?"

"For what?"

"Until I can move again and can taste you, too. Unless you want to sit on my face…?" I let my voice trail off and the rest of my sentence unfolded between us.

Mia choked on her spit. "I don't think I can move just yet," she forced out, still laughing and spluttering into the fur on my chest.

"A couple of minutes, then." I kissed the top of her head and waited for my pulse to slow down.

"Are you staying the night?" She was whispering again.

"Yeah, of course. If you want me to. "

She hummed in agreement, her nose digging deeper between my pecs. "You also smell really nice."

"If you're into wolf musk…" With a growl, I brought us around again. My pulse still hammered in my neck, but screw it. I needed to taste her like I needed the fucking air I breathed.

"I'm into you." I kissed the words from her lips, trying to tell her without speaking that I felt exactly the same.

Discovering all the sensitive spots on her body was mind-blowing. Every square inch of her skin I explored held new secrets, a new bit of information on her that I collected for dreary days.

How intense her scent was under her earlobe, the lingering traces of my own taste between her breasts.

The lower I delved, the louder Mia got, having me rock hard before I even ran my nose through the trimmed hair at her core.

Holy. Shit.

Her scent here was so strong it was almost overpowering. Mia cupped the top of my head with her palm and began smoothing out my fur. She watched me with an almost reverent expression on her face, and so much trust. I could see it clearly, even in the dim orange light.

I swear I won't disappoint you, snowflake.

Her thighs were covered in goosebumps. When I slung my arms around the back and pulled them wider, making room for me, she drew a shuddering gasp.

"Don't worry, sweet thing. I've got you." Rubbing soothing circles into her soft flesh, I slowly leaned in and pressed a lingering open-mouthed kiss over her swollen clit before darting out and lapping at her.

"Oh God, your tongue!" She raised her upper body up a little, her eyes wide.

I knew exactly what she meant. Unlike human tongues, ours were rough. It had to feel pretty amazing.

Keeping my focus on that intriguing bundle of nerves, I spread her open, slicking my fingertips and slipping both index and middle finger into her wet cunt.

"Fuck!" Mia's hips snapped up, forcing my fingers deeper.

Ah, right there. She'd taken me straight to that rough spot at the front of her womb, practically begging me to stroke her there.

Powerful muscles clenched around me, but I kept wriggling the pads of my fingers, the only part of them I could still move.

"Desmond," she moaned. "Oh my fucking God."

Her blunt words spurned me on.

Screw this. I don't need air, I need this. Only her. I ground my fingers against her g-spot in the same rhythm I used to suck on her clit, drunk on her taste and ready to fucking drown in it.

Mia fell beautifully. For a moment I watched her, mouth open in a silent scream, her hands moulding her breasts. Then thick thighs clamped around my face, dragging me deeper under, as she spasmed under and around me. It went on and on.

I might be close to suffocation but I'll gladly go under with her.