“Got room in there for me?” I feel his heated breath on the base of my neck as he whispers these words into my ear.
“I’ve always got room for you. And if not, we’ll always make some,” I say, opening my eyes and getting mesmerized by the way his are laced with the heat and intensity of an inferno.
“You have a wicked tongue made of pure gold, mate,” he huskily states as he lifts me forward; sliding down behind me. His arms wrap around me, pulling me snugly against the front of his chest. “Just how naughty and sinful can that tongue of yours get, Glory?”
“There are no words yet discovered, nor placed in the English dictionary, to describe how nefarious my tongue can get, Blaze,” I find myself once again purring words out to him. “But, my words speak volumes through actions.”
“Oh, my mate,” he says, nuzzling his face into my neck, “how I know that to be the accurate truth.”
“Will a demonstration be in order tonight, Blaze?” There are no descriptive words to be used at the tone I’m portraying at these words.
“Without a doubt,” he replies, nipping the skin between my shoulder blade and my neck. His hardness is protruding against my back, and I find myself scissoring my legs back and forth with a desperate need for relief. His hand glides down the front of my stomach, landing at the juncture between my thighs. “Let’s see how needy we can make you before making it to our bed.”
“I’m already desperate for you, mate,” I admit as my hand comes over his, cupping it. I begin to grind into our joined hands, putting pressure on top of his. “My core is aching with need for you to fill me.”
“Like this?” He inserts a finger, but holds it still and unmoving inside of me.
“Mmm… close, Blaze. You’ve almost got it.”
“Then you want this,” he declares, placing a second finger inside of me, slowly and methodically pumping them in and out of my weeping pussy. “Your body is desperately trying to hold my fingers hostage, mate. Feel how tightly you’re clamping down on my digits. I can’t wait to insert my cock in there.” His words, followed by his actions, nearly spiral me into an orgasm. He slowly removes his fingers, and lightly grazes the lips of my labia. He finds my protruding nub, barely skimming it before going back down and circling my entrance. “You have such a greedy cunt.”
“Only for you, Blaze. Always, only for you,” I stammer out, as desperation takes hold. “Please, Blaze, stop teasing me.”
“Anticipation will only make you that much more hungry for my cock later.” Whereas this is a true statement, and normally I’d go along with it; it’s been a bit since we’ve been intimate with one another and I need him inside of me, like a desperate hussy.
“Blaze…” I’m ready to beg and plead, as if my life and very being depends on it. At this point, I’m ready to explode and take matters into my own hands.
“Patience, mate. It’s time for me to take care of you. Lean forward so I can start by washing your back.” Deciding that having his hands on me in any way is worth it, instead of arguing with him, I lean forward. He takes my loofa and suds it up with my feminine body wash. His hands lazily glide along my skin, not missing an inch of my body as he makes sure every square inch of my skin is clean. He saves my tits and pussy for last. I stand in the tub, putting the apex of my thighs directly in front of his nose. He heavily breathes in my intoxicating, calling of the mate, scent as he reaches up, washing my breasts. He plays with my nipples, causing them to stand into tall peaks. As his hand makes its way down my stomach, the muscles tighten from his touch. He leans forward and pushes my thighs open wider with his hands. “Fuck, but my need to taste you then mount you is overwhelming.”
“Yes.” Are the only words I’m capable of forming at his husky, needy filled proclamation.
Blaze
Fuck, how my mate is a temptress. I wanted to take things slow and be sensual and loving with her, but she makes things hard for me to contain myself and maintain my composure. I want tonight to be special for her. Tonight, we will begin our journey of bringing a cub into our family. There will be no latex between us, only our skin as it burns for the simple touch of the other. This will be the night that I start to give her that part of me that her heart’s been desiring. Our lives will never be one hundred percent safe enough to add an addition, I’ll just have to ensure their safety with the help of the club and my brothers. I thought long and hard about this as I sat in front of the television tonight. She’s always worked hard to give me the best life a man could hope for, it’s time for me to return that favor to her.
My job, as her mate and old man, is to fulfill all of her dreams and watch her soar as they
