Page 45 of Little Etheldreda Riding Hood

He doesn’t wait or offer any type of foreplay. He spears me with his cock and begins to move immediately. I wrap my legs around him and rest my head on his chest.

“It’s yours, Zach,” I breathe as he begins to move me. His knot swells much faster in this shift and from this angle, I can feel it immediately. Upright like this, it hits my clit on the way in and out as he pulls in and out of me. I’m clawing at him almost immediately, trying to gain better leverage, trying to get closer, trying to just take him all in.

“Zach,” I whine as I get closer and closer.

“Tell me what you need,” he growls in my ear.

I can only get out his name, “Zach–”

“You can do better than that, Red. Use your words.”

“Fuck…Zach,” I swallow and try to focus as his knot runs back over my clit.

“Harder, faster, Zach.”

“You can give me more than that,” he coaxes.

My legs are shaking with each press of his cock inside me. “I…I need you to fuck me harder, Zach. Fuck me hard and fast…God, I’m so close.”

He presses me back against the wall and I’m grateful to be wearing the shirt, because my entire body is rubbed against the innocent kitchen wall as he thrusts mercilessly into me. He cums with a growl and then continues to move until what feels like a dam breaks within me.

I scream out his name as the orgasm washes over me. His shoulder is close to my mouth–an intrusive thought hits me and I can’t help myself–I lean over and bite him. I’m only human, so my teeth can’t do much, but instantly I feel horrible for doing stupid things while under the influence of cock.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” I start to apologize, but he just laughs.

“You sure you don’t have a little bit of wolf in you?”

“Well, technically yes, I do have a lot a bit of wolf in me at the moment.”

He laughs and kisses me gently before slowly setting me down. “You marked me like a wolf would.”

“Y’all bite each other?” I ask, horrified.

“Don’t knock it. You just bit me after all.” He takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom so I can pee and clean up. After I've taken care of everything that needs to be done, I find him back to his normal Zach self, naked and erect on the bed.

“Have you ever wanted to bite me?” I ask him, straddling him.

He grins up at me. “All the time, but you don’t have any old marks on you, so I didn’t know…”

I shrug. “Morgan never told me, and it’s not something I ever thought to ask my mom or Aunt Mae about. They’re very conservative. There was a lot we didn’t talk about growing up.”

He rolls me over onto my back and thrusts inside me again, this time moving slowly, carefully. His eyes meet mine and he doesn’t look away, watching me until he’s made me cum again. As he finishes, he leans down and ever so gently nips me on the shoulder before we’re locked together.

Zach is far too smart for his own good or maybe we’re on the same wavelength, because it isn’t until I’m nearly asleep that he brings up my little surprise from Morgan.

“So Randy told me there was some excitement this afternoon,” he says, his face buried in my neck. I stiffen involuntarily, weary of where this is going.

“You know wolves…you guys are nothing if not persistent.”

His hand slides down my back and over the curve of my hip until he reaches my ass. He rubs as if he’s trying to soothe me. “Have you spoken to him?” he asks calmly.

“I have–well, I unblocked him and sent him a message to leave me alone after he sent the roses.”

“What roses?”

He pulls away from me so he can look into my eyes. “Red, if this is becoming a stalker situation, then you need to let me help. What else has he done?”

I close my eyes. “I can handle it, Zach. I don’t want–”

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