Page 19 of Taming of a Wolf

No. I won’t let him run from me—not until I’ve gotten that necklace. That’s theonlyreason. “You telling me you don’t want to take advantage of your newfound stamina?” I run my hand down the dried seed on his belly, then stroke a finger over his stiffening prick.

Jamie whimpers and rocks against me. We’re both hard, and as we grind together, longing for him possesses me.

His jaw tightens, lust and indecision plain on his face. “Fuck it. Here.” He shoves the bottle of lube at me. “Make me beg for it.”

“You will, pet. I won’t stop until you do.”

I drench my hand in the slick stuff. Once I coat my cock with lube, I blanket him with my body. I take both of us in hand and stroke, making Jamie moan. His hot, hard cock against mine has a growl rising to my lips. I grip us both tight and thrust, groaning at the sensation of our flesh becoming one. Jamie arches beneath me with a cry, hips rolling to match my own thrusts.

The tight, hot grip of my fist coupled with the sensation of his cock grinding against mine with every thrust has my head spinning. A few more thrusts and I could spill just like this. But I won’t. Not until Jamie has begged me to give him the release he needs. I separate our bodies, and Jamie whines beneath me. “No. What—”

I grab his wrists and pin them above his head. “Told me to make you beg, pet. I am a man of my word. You will not spill a drop of seed until you have begged me for release. Am I clear?”

Jamie shudders and nods. “Yes.”

Squeezing his wrists, I let my tongue trail down his chest. I circle and suck on his nipples, both of which are pierced. I flick one of the rings with my tongue, then give it the gentlest of tugs, but Jamie writhes like he’s been struck by lightning.

“I like these rings, pet. Very much.” I tug the ring again, and Jamie spits out a curse.

“Anders. Pl—” He bites his lip hard, silencing what would have been a sweet plea.

“Going to make me work for it? Challenge accepted.” I lick my way down his body, tasting the dried cum on his skin, licking until I’ve cleaned his chest and belly. Jamie pants beneath me and rocks his hips, trying to get me to pay attention to his cock, which is weeping drops of seed onto his abdomen.

“Patience. I must make sure you’re clean.” I lick and lick, moaning at the taste of him. Jamie writhes and whimpers, biting his lip so hard to keep from begging I fear it will bleed. I must work harder, it seems.

Finally, I reach his cock, hard as iron and flushed a furious red. Parting my lips, I flatten my tongue against the base and lick all the way to the weeping head. Jamie bucks beneath me with a strangled shout of “Yes! Right there. Just like that. Fuck, puppy dog, that’s so good.”

Opening my jaw wider, I swallow him down, then wrap my lips around the head and suck hard. When Jamie curses and cries out, I know I’ve pleased him. I’ve never sucked another man’s prick before, but I must be doing a good job to have him so close already.

“Yes,” Jamie breathes. “Yes, like that. Don’t stop. So close. Oh god. Anders, I’m gonna—”

So he likes it but not enough to beg for more. I haven’t done enough, not yet. I pull off his cock and leave him thrusting into empty air. Jamie chokes out a dismayed cry.

“Haven’t made you beg, pet. Not yet,” I rasp, throat sore from sucking him so deep. I let go of his wrists and hold down his thighs, preventing him from taking control of his pleasure.

“You’re a bastard,” Jamie croaks.

I grin. “You wanted to beg, pet. If you want to come, you will beg.”

Jamie grins. “Make me.”

Once I can tell he’s no longer about to blow, I take him in my mouth again. Jamie sighs and tangles his fingers in my hair, squeezing and stroking as I bob my head. I take him deeper and deeper, letting him work my throat open. I gag once or twice, but I don’t stop pleasuring him. Jamie’s whimpers become moans and pants as I let go of one thigh and caress beneath his balls. I press inside his tight hole, groaning as his heat wraps around my finger.

As I suck, I swirl my finger, stroking and curling. Jamie cries out above me, and I smile around him. When I go to pull off, Jamie groans and pulls my hair. “No. Don’t. Let me come. Anders, please let me come. Please, please,please!”

A growl rumbles through me. I curl my finger inside him and bow my head, taking him in deep. I suck as hard as I can, bobbing my head faster, and that’s it. Jamie cries out above me and spills down my throat. He shudders and shakes untilhe’s emptied every drop. Jamie collapses back against his furs, gasping and shaking. I lick him clean and swallow my reward, though I still have yet to finish.

The need to spill my seed eclipses everything else. Grabbing his hips, I flip him onto his stomach. I position myself between the cheeks of his perfect round ass and thrust. I dig my fingers into the meat of his ass and squeeze his cheeks together, creating a tight sheath. My eyes roll back, and my thighs tremble as I let loose, straining for my release.

“Gods, pet, you feel so good,” I snarl. “So good for me. So perfect.”

Jamie rocks back, aiding my efforts. “That’s it. Use me. Make me smell like I’m yours.”

His words light me on fire. With a roar, I spill all over his back, pearly ribbons of seed spattering his beautiful, fair skin. Jamie groans beneath me, gasping with me through my release. Even after I’ve spilled every drop, I continue to rock against his ass, chasing every sensation until I’m sensitive and overstimulated.

Panting, I run my hand through the mess on his back and smear it into his skin. He’ll smell like me, like mine, like mate. Turning in my arms, Jamie plants a sweet kiss to my lips. “Man. I’m gonna need a coffee if I wanna stay awake after that. You’ve worn me out, big guy.”

I ask, “What is this coffee?”

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