Chapter 22: Fuck, She’s Wet For You!
Dominic
“Sorry, I murmured, though I didn’t round apologetic at all. My voice had dropped to a husky growl that surprised even the
‘It’s… Time, she breathed, the pulse at her throat visibly quickening. Her green eyes widened slightly, pupils dilating as I continued my ministrations,
Her response emboldened me. I deliberately brushed my thumb along the underside of her breast. The sharp intake of breath that followed gave me all the encouragement I needed. My large right hand cupped her breast completely, thumb coated with gel, as I massaged the curved scar tissue beneath.
On the surface, I was treating the curved marks along the side of her breast, but we both knew this wasn’t just about applying medication. The pretense was paper–thin, but neither of us acknowledged it.
“Dominic,” she whispered, my name hanging from her lips like a
rayer. She didn’t even seem to notice the trembling moan that escaped her.
Her nipple hardened against my palm, and I couldn’t resist my
strained painfully against the confines of my jeans.
thumb across it. She let out a soft moan that shot straight to my cock, which
I continued downward, to her smooth abdomen. I bet without these scars, her body would be smooth and pale, and taste delicious, Luca growled appreciatively in my mind.
Next, I applied the gel to the inside of her thighs. The marks here were especially vicious, angry red lines crisscrossing the soft skin. She sat on the bed while I knelt before her, my face now level with her flat stomach. From this position, the scent coming off her was intoxicating–an addictive mixture of tension, excitement, and her unique fragrance, despite the lingering smell of inhibitors.
“Spread your legs a little,” I growled softly. “Some of the marks are… high up.”
She hesitantly complied, opening her thighs just enough for me to glimpse the evidence of her arousal glistening between them. The sight nearly broke me.
Fuck, she’s wet for you, Luca growled approvingly.
I swallowed hard, focusing on the task at hand, though my fingers trembled ‘slightly as they moved up her inner thigh. When I dangerously approached her center, she let out a soft whimper that made my control slip drastically.
I couldn’t help myself. I deliberately brushed my thumb across her smooth pink folds. Her entire body jerked, a stifled moan escaping her lips.
“Dominic!” she gasped, her hands flying to my shoulders.
“Breathe, Avery,” I said softly, causing her heart to skip a beat.
She expanded her lungs, tears welling in her eyes. “I don’t want to die,” she whispered, her gaze suddenly meeting mine. It was the first time since I’d known her that she’d looked at me with complete sincerity. Her breathing was rapid, lips slightly parted.
Something stirred deep inside me–an increasingly powerful desire to claim her as mine so she would never belong to anyone else. How could she make me feel this way?
I slowly rose to my feet, towering over her small frame, My erection strained painfully against my pants, the outline clearly visible and substantial. Her gaze fell on it, curiosity replacing fear.
“What’s that… stick? Why do you have a stick in your pants?” she asked innocently, her eyes fixed on the bulge.
I froze. Luca roared with laughter in my head. She doesn’t even know what a cock is! he howled internally.
“Fuck, I muttered, completely at a loss for how to explain. How the hell was I supposed to explain this?
She tentatively reached out, her fingertips brushing against my jeans. “Do you want me to help you take it out? Because you look really uncomfortable!” That light touch sent a jolt of intense pleasure through me, and I had to grab her wrist to stop her.
Luca was losing his mind with laughter in my head.
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Don’t. I warned, my voice dropping to a grow!..
Did I do something wrong?” she asked, confusion and concern clouding her features.
No, you didn’t, I released liet, wrist, reassuring her. “It’s just… that’s a very sensitive part
of
my body.
Realization dawned on her face, her eyes widening. “Oh! Did I hurt you?*
I couldn’t help but laugh, temporarily breaking the tense atmosphere. “No, quite the opposite.”
Curiosity overcame her shyness. “What’s it for?”
Oh my God, Luca snickered. She’s going to be the death of me.
“It’s… for mating, I explained awkwardly, feeling like I was giving a biology lesson to a teenager. “It’s called a penis.”
“Oh,‘ she said, her eyes growing even wider. And it gets hard when…”
“When I’m aroused,” I finished for her. “When I want to mate with someone.”
“With me?” she asked in a small voice, but without fear.
The innocent question nearly made me lose my last shred of control. “Yes, with you,” I admitted hoarsely.
How was she not embarrassed at all during what should have been a mortifying conversation?
“But we’re not going to do that right now. I need to… I need a shower,” I growled. “When I get back, we should rest.”
Her eyes widened in alarm. “Rest? You mean… we’re going to…?” Her voice trailed off, her face flushing bright red.
I realized she thought I meant sex, and despite her obvious fear, she wasn’t protesting. The thought that she would submit to something she feared just to survive made me sick.
‘Sleep, Avery,” I clarified. “Sleep.”
“Oh,‘ she said, looking both relieved and confused.
‘Dude! Mate with her! She’s inviting you!” Luca bellowed as I turned toward the bathroom. “Not happening! I’ve just gained her trust! I don’t need you commanding me to destroy what little trust we have!”
“Dude!” he repeated, louder and more agitated. “You’re wrong!”
‘I need… a shower, I mumbled, turning away. The way she looked at me completely disarmed me, and I rushed into the bathroom.
“Go back!” Luca barked. “Go back, we need to mark her!” I could feel him pushing forward, trying to break free from my control.
The harder he pushed, the harder I fought back.
I burst into the bathroom and turned on the cold water without even removing my clothes. The icy spray hit my body like a thousand needles but did nothing to diminish my arousal. After standing under the freezing water for several minutes, I finally began to peel off my soaked clothes.
My cock throbbed violently as I stood fully erect, as if joining Luca in protest: “I want her too!”
I pressed my forehead against the shower wall, letting the cold water cascade down my back, What the hell was wrong with me? I’d never lost control like this before, not even with women I’d been intimate with.
There was something about Avery–beyond her sweet scent and vulnerable eyes–that called to the man and wolf deep inside me. The way she’d so quickly broken through barriers I’d built over years terrified me.
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She was fascinating… I had to admit.
Unconsciously, I reached for my penis, beginning to stroke it gently, the tip already leaking pre–cum….
God, it was so hard!
