Ellie
His lips covered her mouth again and Ellie’s whole body relaxed for the first time since yesterday. Everything was how it should be. Their bond was complete. The rush of feelings of love and adoration bathed her mind through their connection.
She was his. He was hers. They had their whole lives ahead of them.
A contented sigh drifted from her mouth to his. This was fate. They were fated.
Christian’s hands explored her body, her breasts, her ass. “So beautiful,” he growled, licking and sucking at her nipples and rolled her onto her back so he would have unfettered access to all of her.
His kisses create a trail of fire on her skin like he was memorizing and mapping each curve. Each and every sensation was shared between them from both sides. It was heady. Special. Indescribable.
“I need everything, Ellie. I need to taste all of you.”
“Yes,” she whispered, arching her back to push her breasts into his face. Whatever he wanted. She just wanted his mouth on her more.
He shoved the blankets off the bed and climbed off the edge to the floor.
Wait. “Wha—” Her cry of distress was interrupted by him grabbing her legs and sliding her ass all the way to the edge of the bed. Then he flashed a devilish grin at her that made her inside burn like lava. Wetness slicked her body, craving more of his touch.
“All of you. You’re mine.” His eyes flashed gold, his wolf rising to the surface.
Ellie nodded her head up and down, panting. “Yes. Yours. Please.” Her body shuddered and her heart raced in her chest like a runaway rodeo horse. The spiraling pleasure of anticipation built in her belly. She was likely to go off the second he touched her. Anywhere.
His grin widened. He got to his knees and buried his face between her legs, licking slowly around her clit, but not touching it.
She wriggled her hips, and he chuckled against her sensitive bits, nipping the inside of her thigh playfully. His arms wrapped around her hips from beneath, locking her into place. Then he descended with such force that she couldn’t hold back the screech of surprise and pleasure.
Stars burst behind her eyes. Had he not been holding her in place, she would’ve flown vertically. “Christian.” His name was a prayer on her lips. She didn’t know if she was asking for more or asking for a reprieve. He kept on. His mouth made her feel like the most desirable treasure. Like the sweetest dessert. He couldn’t stop.
She writhed. It was so much. All the emotions churning between them and the sensation of a second building orgasm threatened to steal her consciousness completely away. She cried out again. Not a name. Not a word. Just desperate cries of need.
The tightness wound through her muscles until she was rocking against his hold. His tongue worked her higher and higher until she fell off the cliff again. Flying. Free. Loved. She couldn’t ask for better.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Fuck, you taste like heaven. I could just eat you for hours.”
Ellie’s muscles felt like melted peanut butter. “I’m not sure I could survive hours.”
“I think you have at least three more in there.” His head ducked from view again.
“Three!” Her squeak turned into a moan. This time he was licking and using his fingers inside to stroke and stretch her slowly and methodically. And damn if her body didn’t coil up on her again and then implode a few moments later.
“Come again, sweetheart. Now.” He nipped at her clit a little harder and she sat up on the bed, grabbing his hair to push him off… or pull him closer. She didn’t know what she wanted. Her body and her mind were thick with desire and lust and love.
Another one rode close after. He loved it. She could feel his pleasure each time he drove her over the edge.
“Too much. Christian, please.”
“One more, love. One more and then I’m taking you so hard you won’t know where you end and I begin.”
A shiver rolled over Ellie’s body. She wanted that. She wanted him inside her. So much.
He rubbed a little harder. Licked softly. Then replaced his mouth with his fingers and pinched hard, giving her body no choice.
She clenched the sheets on either side of her legs and fell backward onto the bed as liquid fire ran through her veins. Incoherent needy noises growled from her throat. “If you don’t fuck me soon, Christian. I’m going to forget that you’re injured and I’m going to climb you like a cat climbing a tree.” She peered at him from beneath her lashes, sucking in quick breaths to recover from the exquisite torture.
“Yes, ma’am.”
He crawled over her, and she scrambled backward, moving to the center of the bed. Then opened her arms and her legs, welcoming him to her. His weight pressed her deliciously into the mattress and then he was inside her with one hard thrust.
Ellie wrapped her legs around his waist and rocked with his movements, urging him deeper. Her body was already liquid heat and now with him thrusting inside, her muscles came back to life, clenching tightly as if worried he’d try to leave.
He thrust harder, driving her over yet another cliff.
He would end her with orgasms, but what a way to go.
He chased after her climax with his own, shouting her name. And then lowered himself slowly onto her, burying his face between her breasts.
She threaded her fingers through his hair and cradled the back of his head. Her legs were still wrapped around his hips, feet locked across his ass, hugging him tight as they gasped and panted together.
He turned his head to the side, nuzzling the side of her breast playfully. “I’ve never felt anything like this before, Ellie. You’re more. This is so much more. I feel you. I can feel how much you care for me. How much you—”
“I love you, Christian. So much. Forever.” She finished the sentence he’d hesitated on.
A single tear rolled down his cheek and dripped to her chest.
She cupped his face and lifted his head so that he had to look at her.
“I want everything with you, Ellie.”
She kissed him tenderly. “Everything,” she whispered against his lips like a pledge. She wanted it all with him too. A whole life. A family. A home.