Marisa Chenery - Designs on a Warrior

He climbed onto the bed and crawled up her body until he reached her lips. He took them in a passionate kiss as he settled on top of her. Cydney spread her legs farther apart, allowing more room for his hips. His cock brushed up against her slick opening, causing them both to moan.

Wulfric wanted to thrust home, but he held back. Instead, he left her mouth, shifting lower on her body to suck on one of her breasts. He trailed a hand down her stomach between them until he reached her pussy. After gathering some of her wetness on his finger, he circled it around her clit. He wanted her good and ready for him when he took her, drowning in her desire. That way, he hoped she wouldn’t notice too much of what would happen while he came. He wasn’t ready to tell her what he was, or the reason why he didn’t react like a normal man would.

“More, Wulfric,” she gasped. “I want your cock inside me.”

He lifted his head and laved her other nipple with the flat of his tongue. “Not yet.”

Latching onto her nipple, he sucked it inside his mouth as he pushed a finger into her pussy, careful not to scratch her with his claw. Her inner walls closed around it.

He could almost imagine them clutching at his shaft. It throbbed in time with his rapidly beating heart. After a few strokes, he added a second finger. Cydney’s cries and moans pushed him ever closer to the edge.

Unable to wait any longer, he let go of her nipple and pulled his fingers out of her. He rose to claim her mouth once more as he aligned his aching cock with her pussy and sheathed himself to the hilt with one thrust. He held himself still, fighting back the climax that threatened to rise to the surface.

Once he was back under control, he pulled back until he was almost out, then pushed inside. Cydney put her legs around his waist, her inner muscles clutching at his shaft as he stroked in and out. She moved her hips in time with his, taking him even deeper when she angled them just so. Wulfric released her mouth and buried his face in the crook of her neck, setting a faster pace. Pistoning his hips, he rode her harder. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Already he felt his orgasm building, his balls coming closer to his body.

Faster he stroked as Cydney’s moans increased in volume. She reached down and dug her fingernails into his arse, urging him on. Then with a whimpered cry, her pussy rhythmically clutched at his cock, squeezing it in a tight fist as she came.

Wulfric groaned, fighting back the wolf’s howl that threatened to rise. He grew harder, and just before he climaxed, his dick swelled to lock him inside her. No longer able to move in her pussy, he held her hips to his as he filled her with his cum.

They both fought for breath as he kept his hold on Cydney, to make sure she didn’t try to shift out from under him. A few seconds later, he felt himself come again.

She stiffened beneath him, but didn’t say anything.

After a few minutes, the swelling went down and he stopped coming. Wulfric pulled out of her and rolled to his back, bringing Cydney up against his side. His claws receded and his eyes returned to normal, so he did nothing to hide them. He braced himself for what inevitably would come. She had to have noticed.

But after another minute and Cydney hadn’t moved, Wulfric peered down at her where she had her head pillowed on his chest. She was fast asleep, her breaths deep and even. A sense of relief washed through him. He seemed to have dodged that bullet, at least for now.

And with that thought came another, one that had a broad smile forming on his lips. There was no question about Cydney being his mate. Everything that had happened while they had made love claimed her as such. All he had to do now was wait for Tiw’s mark to appear high up on the right side of her back near her shoulder.

The mark would be the same one he had on the cap of his left shoulder— Anglo-Saxon in design, the black mark depicted a figure of a stylized man, Tiw, flanked on either side by two stylized wolves standing on their hind legs. Only Cydney’s would be slightly smaller.

Wulfric closed his eyes, content just to hold his mate while she slept. The day was still young. He’d have more than enough time to make love to her again before he had to hunt prey that night.

Cydney took a deep breath as she slowly awoke. At first she had no idea where she was until she realized she lay pillowed on a strong chest and saw a puke-green dresser in her field of vision. She was at Wulfric’s place inside his bedroom.

She smiled and shifted her head to look at him. He appeared to be asleep. She had no idea how long she’d slept. After the best bout of sex she’d ever had, feeling sated and lethargic, she’d drifted off. The late night and excessive drinking from her evening out with Maggie hadn’t helped to keep her awake, either. Obviously, Wulfric hadn’t minded.

Not wanting to disturb him just yet, she kept herself still. Sex with Wulfric had more than lived up to her expectations. He had the body of a god, and knew how to use it. He’d given her one hell of an orgasm. That thought had her thinking about his release. She’d never been with a guy who could have back-to-back multiple orgasms.

And that was the only explanation as to what Wulfric had done once he’d come the first time. It was a little on the unexpected side, but she by no means found it a turn-off. She actually wanted to see if he could do it again.

Thinking it was about time Wulfric woke up, Cydney propped herself on her bent arm and looked down at him. She stroked her hand across his well-defined chest.

His breathing hitched when she used the tip of her finger to circle his flat nipple. With soft caresses, she continued downward, her gaze following her movements. His cock lay against his thigh, but when she trailed a finger down it, it twitched.

Cydney lifted her gaze back to Wulfric’s face to find his eyes open and watching her. “Did I wake you?” she asked.

“Yes, but you can wake me up like that any time you wish.”

“If you liked that, you’ll like this even better.”

She wrapped her hand around his semi-hard cock and pumped it up and down.

It got the desired response—his shaft quickly hardened even more. Cydney continued to stroke him until he thrust his hips, pressing closer. Once he was fully erect, she released his shaft and climbed on top of him to straddle his thighs.

Wulfric smiled up at her. “I hope you intend to use what you brought back to life.”

“Of course I do. It would be a shame to waste it.”

She shifted to straddle his hips and rubbed her pussy along the length of his cock, bathing it in her wetness. Wulfric moaned and closed his eyes. His hands fisted at his sides. Taking that to mean he gave her full control this time, Cydney decided to take advantage of it.

While she stimulated herself against his hard cock, she put her hands on the mattress on either side of him and bent her head to drag the flat of her tongue against one of his nipples. A low growl burst out of him when she took the small bud between her teeth and gave it a gentle tug. She gave the other nipple the same attention.

“Cydney,” he said in a hoarse voice, “you’re driving me crazy.”

“My, my, someone is impatient. Lucky for you I’m not in the mood to wait, either.”

Still wet from their earlier lovemaking, she reached down to take hold of Wulfric’s cock. She lifted on her knees, positioned him and slowly impaled herself on his shaft. He was big, stretching her just the way she liked. And when he’d come, he seemed to fill her up even more.

She set a slow and steady pace, lifting until he was almost out of her before she sank back onto him. Angling her hips just right, his hard shaft rubbed her clit with each stroke in. She moaned as she increased the sensation by grinding herself against his pubic bone at the end of the motion.