If she wasn't so anxious to ride him like a stripper on a pole, she's pull this condom off, cover him in whipped cream and suck him until he howled at the moon. Next time. They had plenty of leftover pie to spread all over each other. But since her pussy was practically quivering in anticipation, she used her lips and her fingers to roll the protection on, giving him only the tiniest taste of what she could do with her mouth.
The moment she popped him out from between her lips, he yanked her up and laid her back out on the table. “I hope you like it rough, baby, because I'm going to fuck you till you see stars.”
He threw her ankles up onto his shoulders and pushed into her with one long, hard thrust.
Helena threw her head back and closed her eyes, loving the feeling of being so filled by him. “Yes, Aleksei, fuck me hard. I need you to make me come.”
She needed more from him than that, but didn't know how to express the tingling of feelings creeping up from her core to her heart.
Aleksei thrust with fast, hard strokes, hitting her in just the right places. Their frenzied fucking was surprisingly perfect. For once she didn't need all the foreplay, the anticipation, the long drive to orgasm. She couldn't normally come without a lot of dirty talk and hands or a tongue on her clit.
Sex with her hungry wolf was so much more than anything she'd ever done before. This was more sensual, more erotic, and exactly what would push her over the edge in mere minutes. Her body was already flying, but she needed something more.
She pried her eyes open, wanting to see his face, connect with him, watch him lose control. When she looked up at Aleksei, his eyes glowed a deep blue and his fangs dropped, pressing at the edges of his mouth. The sight of his teeth sent a thrill from the top of her spine all the way down to the base. Her mouth watered and she licked her lips.
She wanted those teeth on her more than she wanted her next breath, more than she needed the oncoming orgasm. “Bite me, Aleksei, bite me now.”
Better Than Pie
Helena was killing him. Her hot, greedy cunt clenched around his cock, not wanting to let him go. With each thrust, her breasts bounced and pert nipples teased him, begging to be sucked. He didn't dare or he wouldn't be able to resist nibbling his way up her chest to her soft, exposed throat.
He'd never felt or seen anything as fantastic as her body begging him to take her in all the ways he could imagine.
His wolf howled inside, pushing at him to mark her, claim her, make her his forever. This electricity between them was more intense than any other connection he'd ever known. It was more than chemistry. It was pure magic.
He'd known already that she was his true mate, but being with her like this sent his soul into a frenzy, needing to complete their bond. His teeth ached to scrape across her skin, sink into her flesh, and bite her. His heart hurt with the wanting, the waiting.
No way she actually wanted him to bite her. She didn't know what she was asking, what it truly meant. But Goddess, how could he not?
“Not yet, love. First you have to come for me.” That was a lie straight from the pits of hell. If the Troika boys were to be believed, biting his mate to mark her would give them both the best pleasure of both of their lives. He couldn't risk it.
Aleksei would simply have to make her come over and over without marking her, so that she was well satisfied and forgot all about her request. A growl escaped from the depths of his chest. His wolf didn't like that idea at all. His fangs had already dropped, and he could practically taste her erotic flavor, feel her orgasm getting closer, know that their souls were becoming one.
How could he ever deny that?
The sooner he made Helena come, the better. Being inside of her like this and having her begging him to make her his in every way, had his tight rein on his control slipping away fast and hard.
Dear God, he was going to give in. He was going to give her everything she wanted, He was going to destroy them both.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. He couldn't do this, not to his perfect, beautiful, smart, strong mate. He couldn't saddle her with the mountains of trash he'd piled on his own soul.
He had to protect her, if only from himself.
“Aleksei, please, I'm so close. I need you. All of you.”
He would give her only the best of him, the part that knew how to please his woman. Her ankles were still on his shoulders, which gave his cock all the access to her plump pussy, but her thighs hid her clit from him. Aleksei grabbed her calves and dropped her feet to his waist, spreading her thighs and exposing the heaven awaiting him.
“I'm going to make you come so hard you won't even remember your own name,” He pulled his dripping cock from her wet cunt, noticed that the stupid condom was in shreds, ignored that fact, and dropped his face to her sweet core.
He’d scented her arousal the whole night, but now she filled his senses with the ripe fruity aroma of her need. There was no mustiness of reticence, no bitter almond essence of a hidden agenda. She was pure golden raspberries, open in both body and mind to him.
Aleksei's heart stopped beating, overwhelmed with awe at her open vulnerability. She was so purely herself with him and she deserved the same of him. His chest pounded from the inside out as his heart came back from its frozen death, as if it approved of his resolve to find a way through his own darkness and be worthy of such an amazing woman as a mate.
He scraped his teeth across the sensitive skin of her pussy lips and then licked them to soothe the sting. Helena bucked beneath him until he held her still with one hand and slipped two fingers inside her wet heat. A moment later he licked up her slit and swirled his tongue around her clit. The taste of her exploded into his mouth sending his wolf so close to the surface he almost bit her cunt and put his mark on her in the most intimate of places.
He would mark her. He would find a way to get his head out of his ass and be worthy of her. But not tonight. He wouldn't mark her simply because he lost control. He would claim her under the full moon in the sacred circle, as was the way of every generation of wolves before him. Tonight was about pleasing his woman.
Helena pushed her hands into his hair and held him tight. Her lust swirled around them both, the most potent aphrodisiac. Aleksei curled his fingers and found just the right spot to drive her over the edge. He tickled her g-spot and sucked her clit between his teeth teasing the sensitive bud with flicks of his tongue.
Her moans went from languorous to impatient and needy. “Yes, Aleksei, right there. Oh my god, I'm going to come so hard. Oh god. Yes.”
He had a dark desire to tell her she couldn't come until he told her to, but loved even more the knowledge that she'd tell him to go fuck himself if he did. Goddess, he loved her smart mouth. He loved her.
Shit. He. Loved. Her.
This was more than just her being his fated mate, his frayed and tattered heart was being stitched back together because of Helena. His Helena.
Aleksei redoubled his efforts, wanting so badly to see her come for him, only for him. His wolf still wasn't happy that he wasn't marking and claiming her, but it too wanted to please Helena above all else. He found himself nipping at her sweet flesh more than simply teasing her and man, oh man, did she love that.
Her fingers gripped his hair, pulling at his scalp, sending tingles across his skin. Helena cried out, screaming his name and pushing her hips forward. “Aleksei, yes, yes, Aleksei.”