Life was more than perfect for him.
“Are you happy?” she asked.
Nick ran his fingers down her back to cup her ass. “With you in my life, Clara, I’ve never been happier.” He turned her, pressing her against the side of the pool. His desire rose with every second passing. There was a challenge he needed to win. By the next full moon Clara would be in his bed.
Will you be in her heart?
Leaning down, he licked a line across her plump, inviting lips. The thought made him pause for a split second, wondering if it was possible to get her to fall for him. He’d bought her like a possession, and it was how he thought of her at times, his prized, virgin possession.
“Nick,” she said, moaning.
“Do you forgive me?”
“Do you promise never to be a grouch again?”
“Yes.” He claimed her lips, slamming his tongue inside her mouth. Nick trapped her against the wall, kissing her deeply, wanting her to moan and writhe against his touch.
She held onto his shoulders with her nails digging into his flesh. He moaned, loving the small bite of pain her nails gave him.
Opening her thighs, he got her to wrap her legs around his waist. Her pussy pressed to his stomach, and he wished she’d not worn a one piece swimsuit. No matter, he’d have her naked in no time.
Cupping her ass, he gripped the back of her head holding her in place to take his kiss.
He broke the kiss first, going down her neck. Tearing the costume from her body, he exposed one full, rounded red nipple. Biting down into the harsh bud he heard her scream. The scent of her need wasn’t dulled by the water.
Nick needed more. Walking toward the stairs at the far side of the pool he laid her on the cool ground.
In two easy tugs he removed the swimsuit from her body. He admired every curve, loving the feel of her against his palm.
“I will never regret owning you, Clara. I want you more than my next breath.”
“Please, don’t stop, Nick.” She arched up as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. He tweaked the other nipple, watching her scream. Clara always responded to him when he caused just a slight edge of pain.
He worked his boxer briefs down and fisted his rock hard cock. The need built to a fever pitch inside him. Kissing down her body, he felt her stomach quiver beneath his touch.
When he got to her pussy he discovered she was blisteringly hot with copious amounts of cum getting her nice and slick for his cock.
Nick inhaled the musky scent of her cum before moving down to tongue her juicy slit. “Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking ready for my cock.”
Sliding his tongue down her pussy, he flicked her clit feeling her shake at the slightest touch. She was so fucking sensitive.
“Please, Nick, I need you.”
“Are you sure, baby?” He was more than ready to fuck her, but he hoped she was ready to take him.
Once he started he wasn’t going to stop.
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“Yes, I’m sure. Totally sure.” Clara couldn’t deny her need for him. She’d never been with a man before, and she trusted Nick to be her first. The last week had been a nightmare. Nick refusing to talk to her had left her feeling like she was back at home. After one day of feeling like a person who mattered, his lack of attention hurt more than ever. He was nothing like her family. The way he made her feel was more than she ever thought was possible.
Years of her family making her feel like a runt with her excess weight and ugliness had really dented her confidence.
He gripped her thighs, opening her wide. His tongue slid up and down her slit, smashing against her clit. The pleasure of his mouth was more than she could stand. There was nothing for her to hold onto. The ground beneath her was slick from the water of the pool. Closing her eyes, she thrust up to meet him feeling the first stirrings of her orgasm.
Nick held her down with a hand on her stomach. He kept her in place as he tormented her body. His talented tongue kept her at the edge of bliss but didn’t allow her to tumble over. Crying out in frustration she didn’t know what to do to make him give her an orgasm.
He reared up over her, breaking complete contact.
She stared into his eyes seeing the dark brown depths had changed to a light amber. His wolf was close to the surface. The heat radiating off him filled her with so much need.
“Please, Nick.”
“I’m going to fuck you now, and when I’m done you’re never going to think of another man.” His words were strange considering he was the only man she ever wanted.
Glancing down, she saw him grip his arousal, rubbing the tip through her slit. He hit her clit, and she cried out at the explosion of pleasure.
“This is going to hurt, but I can’t stop. Fuck, I can smell how horny you are. You need my cock.” He fit the tip of his cock against her entrance. Already she felt him stretching her. The feeling wasn’t entirely unpleasant either.