Marisa Chenery: Love Everlasting

“Yes. They’re more like family than just strictly friends.”

“How many of you are there?”

“Fourteen. Five couples and two babies.”

Elsa’s eyes widened. “Holy crap, that’s a lot of people for one house. Your place must be bloody huge.”

“It’s a manor house.”

“Of course it is,” she said with a laugh. “How else would you comfortably fit that many people in a place?” Elsa took another sip of her wine. “You aren’t drinking your beer.”

Brand took a huge swig from the bottle he held, drinking a quarter of it. “Is that better?”

“Much. The faster you drink, the faster we get back to the good stuff.”

“You always this impatient?”

“When I want something, yes.” Elsa met Brand’s gaze, giving him a heated look. “And I definitely want you.” She then took a big sip of her wine, which drained the glass.

Brand lost the battle to cool things down a bit. The way she stared at him made his cock even harder. It pressed uncomfortably against his zipper, probably leaving an imprint on his dick. He mentally said to hell with his plans and downed the rest of his beer in two big swallows.

Not saying a word, Brand rose to his feet before he turned to face Elsa and looked down at her. He reached out his hand. Once she placed hers in his, he picked her up and swung her over his shoulder so her head hung down his back. He walked in the direction of the bedroom.

She giggled. “I have to say I have a very nice view of your arse in this position.”

“And I of yours,” he said, and reached up to fondle her ass, running a finger along the seam of her jeans until he delved between her thighs. He heard Elsa’s breath hitch.

Brand stepped into the bedroom and walked straight to the queen-size bed. He lowered her onto the mattress and stood at the side of it as he stared down at Elsa. Already there was a splash of color on her cheeks, her breathing had grown faster, and the scent of her arousal permeated the air around them. He bit back a growl of need that threatened to rumble out of him. She looked beautiful sprawled on the bed, but she’d look even better naked.

“Take your clothes off for me,” he said in a voice husky with arousal.

She peered at him wantonly as she reached for the buttons on her blouse. Elsa took her time undoing them and then pushed the silky fabric off her shoulders and down her arms. She gave it a toss over the side of the bed. Next, she undid her bra, and it followed in the blouse’s wake.

Brand gazed at her more-than-a-handful breasts, which were tipped with taut, rosy-pink nipples. His cock jerked, throbbing in time with his rapidly beating heart. Somehow he managed to stay where he was, watching as Elsa took off her jeans. She hooked her panties with her fingers and slowly pulled them down past her hips and long, toned legs. She teased him and damn well knew it.

Hungering for her, he reached for the bottom of his T-shirt and yanked it over his head before he tossed it to the floor. Brand placed his hands on the top of his jeans to undo them, but Elsa rose on her knees and shook her head.

“Not so fast,” she said, and slid off the mattress to stand in front of him. “I get to take off the rest of your clothes. But first I want to have a better look at you.”

He sucked in a sharp breath as she trailed a hand across his chest. She moved to stand at his side and ran her fingers up his left arm, starting at his wrist and working her way up to the cap of his shoulder where Tiw, the Anglo-Saxon god known as the sky father, had put his mark after Brand had vowed to serve him. Done in black, it depicted the figure of a stylized man flanked on either side by two stylized wolves standing on their hind legs. The man symbolized Tiw, while the wolves represented Brand and the rest of the warriors.

Elsa traced the mark with a fingertip. “I love your tattoo.”

“Thanks,” he said gruffly.

She shifted back to his front and undid his pants. She shoved her hand down the front and grasped his cock. Brand couldn’t hold back a moan. The feel of her touching him so intimately kicked his libido into high gear. Elsa gave him a good squeeze before she pulled her hand out and pushed his jeans down. Once his pants reached his ankles, he stepped out of them and kicked the garment away.

Brand cupped the back of Elsa’s head and brought her closer as he took her mouth with his own. She wrapped her hand around his cock again and pumped it. He moaned against her lips while she worked his shaft. He loved the taste of her on his tongue.

Needing to be inside Elsa, he gently pulled her hand off him and picked her up. He placed her on the bed and followed her down. Brand reached between her legs and caressed her pussy. His fingers came away wet with her juices. He pushed one inside and then a second. He pumped them in and out. Elsa’s inner muscles gripped them, and her hips lifted, matching the pace he set.

“Now, Brand,” she said, panting. “I want you now. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

He pulled his fingers out of her just as the tips burned and his claws pushed through his skin. He knew his eyes had already gone wolf, which he tried to hide from Elsa by keeping them only open to mere slits.

Brand shifted fully on top of Elsa with his hips wedged between her spread thighs. The tip of his cock came to rest against her slick opening. She wrapped her arms around him as he pushed the head inside her pussy, and then he slowly worked himself deeper until she’d taken him to the hilt. He canted back his hips, almost pulling all the way out, before he surged back into her. Her inner muscles gripped him, increasing the pleasure he felt. His cock grew harder when he pumped at a faster pace.

He took her in hard thrusts, the sound of her moans filling his ears. Brand reached under Elsa and took hold of her bottom to angle her hips where he wanted them, careful not to scratch her with his claws. A low wolf’s growl rumbled out of his chest. It wasn’t going to take much for him to find his release. She felt way too good. Elsa put her legs around his waist and locked her ankles at the small of his back. She met each of his strokes. The sound of their harsh breathing filled the room.

Feeling the point of no return edging ever nearer, Brand said huskily, “Come, Elsa. I can’t hold back for long.”

“Almost there.” She then let out a keening moan.

Brand felt her pussy rhythmically clutch his cock as Elsa climaxed. Her strong inner walls squeezed his shaft in a tight fist, milking him into his own orgasm. His erection swelled until he no longer could move inside her. Their bodies became locked together. He groaned, a bit of a wolf’s growl mixing with it, as he emptied himself deep inside her. Brand collapsed on top of Elsa and held her tight against him. Fighting to catch his breath, he felt himself come again.

Elsa ran a caressing hand along his back. “That was amazing.” She sucked in a breath as his cock pulsed once more, sending a splash of cum into her. “Are you still coming?” She tried to shift under him, but Brand stopped her from moving much. “And are we … stuck … together?”

He lifted most of his weight off her, resting his upper body on his bent arms and then lowered his head to brush a kiss across her lips. “Yes to both those questions. Does it bother you?”

“Not really, it’s just … different. Oh, you did it again.”

After that last pulse, Brand felt the swelling in his cock go down somewhat. “Only with you.”

“What?”

“This has only happened with you.”

“And you don’t find that strange?”

He grinned and kissed the tip of her nose. “No.”

“That’s all you have to say about it? Just no?”

Now able to pull out of Elsa, Brand rolled to his back, taking her with him so she lay on top. “It just means you turn me on so much I can’t control myself.” He kissed her slow and deep before he released her mouth. “Shall we see if you can make me come like that again?”