His hand caressed her bottom over her panties and she went on tiptoe, offering herself. She heard him take a deep breath and then growl as he let it out.
“God, love the way you smell when you want me.” He patted her bottom, pulled her panties down, and said, “Up on the bed, on your back, and grab your ankles.”
He dragged her underwear the rest of the way off as she obeyed his order, and within moments his mouth was on her and she was begging him to make her come.
Duke tortured her with his mouth, bringing her to the edge of an orgasm and then backing off, but she knew better than to smart off to him about it. He liked control in the bedroom, and she’d long ago realized she liked giving it to him. Or, at least, she liked the things he did to her when she gave it to him.
When he moved down with his mouth, she whined in complaint, followed by a gasp and a moan of bliss as his tongue massaged her most private spot. Duke couldn’t get sick, so all of her reasons for him not putting his mouth there had gone out the window.
When he finally rose, leaned forward, and entered her, their eyes locked as he sank into her, inch by inch.
When he was all the way in, he paused, and she could see the wolf, so near the surface.
“Please tell me you’re gonna let me come?”
“Eventually, but feel free to keep begging, Beautiful.”
Duke once again took her to the edge and backed off, over and over, until Gen thought she’d go mad. He sucked her nipples, nibbled her earlobes, and kissed the side of her neck. And he fucked her, made love to her, claimed her, and it was beautiful. No one was likely to believe her big, bad-assed motorcycle dude was a romantic, and he wasn’t, always… but today he made Gen’s heart melt as he insisted on eye contact, and claimed her — heart, body, and soul.
“I want to take your ass without changing anything, Beautiful. I’ve never gone in at full thickness before, but I want you to ask me for it.”
Gen closed her eyes a second, heard his low growl, and opened them. He wanted eye contact. “You aren’t going to let me orgasm if I don’t ask for it, are you?”
One corner of his mouth tilted up. “Love how fucking smart you are.”
She closed her eyes again, and ignored his growl this time. Keeping them closed, she demanded, “Tell me what you want me to say.”
“Open your eyes, look at me, and ask me to fuck your ass, Beautiful. You know what I want.”
Feeling a little bratty, she kept her eyes closed and asked, “Please put your penis in my rectum?”
He slid out, pushed back in slow. “Someone doesn’t want an orgasm on her wedding night.”
Her eyes flew open, she looked at him a few seconds to see if he were serious, and asked, “Please fuck my bottom?”
“Mmmm. You’re getting warmer, but not enough for a happy ending, Babe.”
Gen squeezed her eyes closed and whispered, “Please fuck my ass.”
“Mmmm. Love you so much, Gen. How do you want it, Beautiful?”
Gen’s eyes flew open again, and she studied his face, but then realized he was giving her a reward for asking.
“Spooning? On my side?”
Duke let her see the wolf in his eyes again, and Gen said, “I love you both, you know.”
He closed his eyes, opened them back to his crystal clear blue eyes, and said, “And we both love you, Genesis.”
He pulled out of her, oh so gently, and let her watch him rub lube on his cock. He reached to her bottom, got her slick, their gazes still locked on one another.
“Don’t want to hurt you, just want both of us to know I own you, Babe.”
Gen nodded, watched as he used a baby wipe to clean his hand, and then let him roll her over and snug her into the front of his body.
“Lift your right leg for me, Beautiful.”
“So bossy,” she said as she lifted it.
“Guilty as charged. Relax for me.”
She gasped as the head of his cock pushed in. Duke touched her leg to let her know she could lower it, and then kissed the side of her neck as he pressed farther in.
She knew he was keyed into how she was handling it, and every time it hurt, he slowed or backed up a little and gave her a chance to deal with it.
He reached around, slid his fingers alongside her clit, and Gen stroked his forearm, needing to touch him, to reciprocate in some way.”
“Breathe for me, Beautiful. You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock. Little more, Babe. Relax and breathe. Let me in. Take me.”
“God Duke, it’s so much.”
“I know, but you’re doing so good.”
When he was finally all the way in, he held still, played with her clit, teased her opening, and waited until she started moving before he pulled out a few inches and pressed back in.