Cursed Wolf

Wyn’s dragon was inconsolable. She’d expected the whining to calm down after she’d k!ssed Blake. Instead, it got worse.

There was a constant torrent of m0aning, growling, and scratching behind her eyes. She wasn’t sure she could withstand it much longer.

She was going to need at least a half a bottle of wine to get through the night.

Images of riding Blake, her hair hanging down her back, filled her mind. This was going to be the most difficult night of her life.

Then she thought about Blake’s hardness, and she dropped her fork on her plate with a loud clank.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“My dragon is being a bit… explicit.”

“I know the feeling.”

“Is your wolf being horrifically obnoxious?” She picked up her fork and stabbed a slice of meat from her plate.

“Let’s just say it has a very active imagination for an animal.”

She laughed, almost choking on her food. “Exactly. How do they come up with such things? It’s not like I’ve ever…”

She stopped. She didn’t want to admit she’d never been with a man. As a princess and heir, it would have been her right to take lovers. But she’d never wanted to be with anyone but her fated mate.

“I haven’t either,” he said, setting his wineglass on the table. He stared at the liquid like it would tell him something he didn’t know.

“So you see my point.” She laughed, hoping to break the tension. It was a relief to her that her mate had never been with anyone either. It made her happy knowing that they would be each other’s first.

“I’ve seen things. On the internet. But I’m told they aren’t realistic.”

“Are you talking about pornography?” Wyn may have been asleep for a thousand years, but she wasn’t completely naive.

“I’ve seen the human and shifter kind.”

“Shifter kind? What is that like?”

“I’m not sure you want to know.”

“Why wouldn’t I want to know?”

“Because most of it is illegal in 50 states.”

She laughed and spewed a mouthful of wine, barely having time to catch it in her napkin. “I’m sorry I asked.”

“I wish I’d been spared the experience. I think I’m scarred for life.”

She shook her head, still laughing. “You are more experienced than I am, then. I’ll have to count on your wisdom to carry us through.”

Blake looked into her eyes, heat rising between them. “That’s not the kind of thing I’d do with you,” he rumbled.

“What would you do with me?” She was breathless.

“First, I’d take off all your clothes and get a good long look at that gorgeous body. I’d take a deep inhale of your scent from the juiciest parts of you. Then I’d l!ck your skin, tasting your sweetness.”

He took a sip of wine, looking down at his empty plate.

“Go on,” she said, gulping down the lump in her throat.

“Then I’d spread your legs and look at your pvssy. I’d drink in your scent and l!ck your cl!t until you begged for my d!ck inside you.”

“Oh!” She gasped.

Wyn’s face was so hot she thought it might burn her fingers if she touched it.

“What do you think of that?” He growled. She could see his wolf in his eyes and hear it in his voice.

Her inner dragon wailed for her mate, sending her images of lunging across the table and climbing into his lap.

“I think it might be acceptable,” she said, trying to disguise the wet need building inside her.

“Maybe we should give it a try.” He took another sip of wine.

“I’m not sure that’s the wisest choice.” She looked down at her hands. Holding back her dragon’s l**t would drive her insane. “But it doesn’t mean won’t make it.”

She stood from her chair, walked down the table to Blake, and lifted her leg up over his. She sat on his lap, hands pressed to his ch3st.

Their eyes locked. Her l!ps parted and her pvssy pulsed. Blake growled and grabbed her as*s, pulling her down onto him.

Wyn gasped as his hardness met her need. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her bre*asts against him. She l!cked his neck from his shoulder to earlobe, tasting him. His d!ck pulsed under her.

Wyn m0aned and moved her l!ps to his mouth. They flew at each other, smashing l!ps and hungry tongues, sharing wet heat and scent. He bucked under her, changing the pressure and direction of their connected lower halves.

“Yes. Blake.” She grabbed his collar, her h!ps lunging.

He grabbed her as*s and stood from the chair. Flinging the dinner dishes away, he fell against her hot s*x. Wyn gr0aned and l!cked his neck, the need in her boiling over.

Blake r!pped at her clothes, pulling her shirt up over her head. He yanked the cups of her br*a down and devoured her bre*asts. Wyn threw her head back, m0aning with shocked awe.

She ran her hands down his sides, grasping for his wa!st. Blake noticed her motions and pushed his p*nts and underwear down around his knees.

Wyn stared at his c0ck. Massive and proud, begging to be svcked. She motioned toward him, but he gripped the wa!st of her p*nts and r!pped them off her. Her shoes fell to the floor. Wyn lay nude and exposed, her br*a pushing up her tight bre*asts.

Blake ran his hand over her pvssy. He looked into her eyes and pressed a finger inside her. Wyn melted, her juices flowing into her channel.

Blake moved his finger in and out, keeping eye contact the entire time. She kept looking at him and his c0ck, her excitement growing with each movement of his finger.

“Blake,” she squealed.

He bent down and added his tongue, pressing against her cl!t.

“Oh!” she gr0aned.

Blake added another finger, pushing them deeper inside her.

“Yes. More.”

His tongue twirled on her cl!t while he thrust into her with his fingers. Wyn moved her body against his thrusts, wanting to find the height of this pleasure.

“Blake, yes!”

He pressed past her virg!n barrier, and she let out a yelp at the pain. B***d ran between her legs. He removed his fingers.

Blake stood and looked down at her. Wyn sat up and gripped his d!ck with both hands, her legs wide on the table.

“You broke my maidenhead,” she said, stroking his d!ck.

“Yes. I have. You’re mine.”

“You’re mine,” she said, her fangs descending.

Wyn slid off the table. She pushed Blake back onto his chair, and she sank to her knees. Her mouth watered and she l!cked his c0ck, feral teeth sharp in her mouth.

“Wyn!”

She pulled her sharp teeth back just as she took him into her throat. She svcked him with a loud pop.

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He relaxed in her grasp, and she milked his c0ck with her mouth. His hard rod pulsed between her fingers and against her tongue. Wyn loved the feeling of his hardness and wanted to feel him even deeper.

“Oh god, Wyn.”

He thrust against her face. She pulled back. Blake’s eyes burned. He lifted her back onto the table, legs wide.

She sat up, arms around his shoulders. Blake pressed his d!ck into her entrance. She bit his lower l!p as he pulled her onto him. He lifted her leg over his shoulder and pressed up inside her.

Wyn wrapped herself around him, her pvssy open and juicy. Her n!pples rubbed against his ch3st, and her lower body erupted. She held her breath and then let out a long gr0an.

“I cl!maxed,” she gasped. “I want more.”

Blake gripped her neck and k!ssed her, his c0ck digging deeper into her core. He pressed her against the table. The vibration of his thrusts made the table squeak. The rest of the dinner dishes fell to the floor.

Wyn pushed her wings from her back, flipped Blake down onto the table, and sat astride him. His eyes flashed with awe and hunger.

She pressed her hands to his ch3st, her teeth sharp and her eyes blazing. Wyn leaned down to k!ss him, and her h!ps inched down to his c0ck.

She n!pped at his l!p and l!cked his neck.

“I forgot how strong you are,” he growled, grabbing her wa!st.

“Most of the time.” She grazed her teeth over his neck, nicking him. B***d ran from the wound, and she l!cked it up.

“Bite me,” Blake said.

She gr0aned as she sat back on him. His length filled her. She bucked in his lap, her bre*asts jiggling as he grasped them.

“I’ll bite you when I please,” she growled, her wings flapping at her back.

She pressed down hard on his c0ck, and pleasure coursed through her. She grabbed Blake’s shoulders and devoured his mouth with a ferocious k!ss.

“No more of this,” Blake growled.

He grabbed her around the wa!st and stood. Blake gripped her th!ghs as he marched her through the house and into her bedroom.

The mattress cushioned her landing. Feral eyes bored into Wyn as Blake climbed onto the bed above her. His d!ck was hard and slick with her juices. He grabbed her wrists and pressed them to the bed above her head with one hand.

She gasped, looking into his burning irises. He moved his hand down her body, cupping her bre*ast.

“I’m going to make you mine. I’m going to bite you. Claim you. And you are going to claim me.”

Wyn purred and m0aned, not contradicting his command. Her inner dragon roared with agreement. She tilted her h!ps against him. N!pping at her l!p, he grasped himself and pushed inside her.

She svcked in a sharp breath as his thick, hard shaft entered her body. He held both her hands above her head as he thrust into her.

“Yes, Blake. I want this.”

Her long, sharp teeth descended in her mouth and her l!ps curled back to show him. Light flashed in his eyes, and he let her wrists go. He used his free hand to cup her chin and claim her mouth.

Their sharp teeth clashed as they k!ssed, nicking each other’s flesh. Wyn tasted b***d. It made her m0an. She wanted to taste Blake’s b***d on her tongue as she pumped him full of her mating venom.

“You’re mine,” he said, grasping her neck. His tongue flicked her ear and slid down her neck.

A raging river of need surged in her core as she felt him growing thick and hot inside her. His sharp teeth grazed her neck, breaking the skin. Wyn opened her mouth and svcked on Blake’s neck.

His teeth sank into her skin. Wyn’s tongue tasted his flesh as her fangs pierced him. Hot spikes of ecstasy surged from her pvssy through her entire body.

Blake exploded inside her. His come pumped deep into the darkness of her innermost cave. She tasted his b***d as it poured into her mouth. Wyn’s mating venom pumped into his veins as his pumped into hers.

Like a slap of pleasure that exploded as they orga*smed together, they were shot into another world.

Wyn screamed with unbridled joy. She knew where they had gone.

“The place between worlds. Where we are forever bonded.”

They turned to each other, dressed in white and holding hands. She could feel his essence pouring into her heart, filling her b***d and bones. Blake was everything to her. And she was everything to him.

“I never truly believed love like this could be real. Despite all evidence to the contrary.”

“It’s too beautiful to imagine,” she said, sinking into his embrace. “I’ll treasure this moment forever.”

And then they were back in her bed, wet and raw and sweaty from their lovemaking. They retracted their teeth from each other’s flesh and gasped with new breath.

Moments ticked as they held each other, breathing in rhythm with each other’s hearts. It was a suspended moment of perfect union that she never wanted to let go.

Wyn drifted to sleep, blissful in her mate’s arms. Only to be awakened to all hell breaking loose.