Page 40 of Silas

Silas reaches over and unbinds both of my wrists while I am still riding the wave of my third orgasm.

He drops my ankles back down to the bed as he leans down over the top of me. “Fuck Nova, you are squeezing me so hard that I don’t think I can last much longer.”

I slap him on the shoulder, “Hey buddy, this isn’t my fault. You are the one that keeps setting off orgasms.”

He chuckles and says, “Well, as my knot swells, it is going to push on your G-spot. Consider it an insta button for your orgasm.”

“Oh, fuck…”

He chuckles, “Oh fuck indeed.”

He slowly starts rocking his hips while staring into my eyes. This is far more intimate than anything else we have done so far. He leans down and sensually begins kissing me.

Grinding his pelvis against mine, he is not only massaging my G-spot from the inside, but he is also massaging my clit. I can feel his knot swelling as it grinds even more into me. I don’t think I can hold off any longer.

Leaning up to his ear, I whisper, “Come for me, Silas. Fill me full of your seed.”

“Fuck,” he roars before erupting into me. Just like before, I can feel the semen splashing on the walls of my womb. I didn’t even know he would have this much again so soon.

Collapsing down on top of me, he places a gentle kiss on my temple. "Nova, I adore you. I know it seems really fast, but I can feel it in my soul. I was always meant to find you.”

My fingers glide through the hair at his temple. “I love you, Silas. I never would have imagined that this is where my life would have gone, but I always knew I needed to move to the mountains. Something was always calling me here. It seems it was you all along.”

He nuzzles into my neck, “I am glad that fate brought you to my small town, even if I was an asshole at first.”

Giggling, I hook my leg over his and pull him closer. What I didn’t know was that it would set off a chain reaction.

He growls into my neck, “Woman, I was trying to be sweet. Now, you started this whole thing up again.”

Before I can say anything else, he flips us over to me, straddling him.

“Your turn Little Wolf.”

The warm rays of the morning sun peek through the curtains of our bedroom. Stretching, I can feel all the sore muscles along my body from our adventures last night. Glancing at the nightstand, I see that it’s 8:00 A.M. Oh fuck; we have the meeting with the Ghost River Pack in only a few hours.

I feel a hand run across my side as it makes its way down the valley of my stomach. Slapping the hand, I say, “Absolutely not, we have only been asleep for three hours because of you. Besides, it’s time to get up.”

Grumbles sound behind me as I sit up in bed. The deep gravelly voice of Silas says, “Oh, come on, one more time before we have to go be responsible adults again? I haven’t gotten enough yet.”

Walking over to the attached bathroom, I grab the silk robe hanging on the door. “You haven’t gotten enough?” I walk back over to the bed where a dreamy, sexy looking Silas is laying. I rip the blankets off of him to the end of the bed. “Six hours, countless orgasms, more positions than I can even count, and you still haven’t gotten enough?”

Smirking at me, he rolls over to his back and I watch as his dick springs to full mast. He looks down at it as he strokes it a few times, “Nope, I sure didn’t. Seems he agrees with me. I vote we fuck for at least another hour before getting out of bed.”

I throw my hands in the air, “You have lost your damn mind. I am going to go shower to ensure I am presentable as Luna. Although, I have no idea what that even means.”

Silas jumps out of the bed and comes around to my side. “First of all, don’t change anything about yourself to be a Luna. Secondly, you are beautiful, strong, and compassionate. All those are traits of being a Luna. Thirdly…” He pinches my ass before saying, “I am going to shower with you.”

I slap his chest, “Like hell you are. I am not dumb. You and your big dick are going to stay right out here while I shower. I don’t need you getting any ideas while I am bent over shaving my legs.”

He bites his knuckles, “Fuck, now that is all I can see. You lathered up with soap bent over. You are killing me.”

Leaning up to plant a kiss on his lips, I smirk. “I am sure you guys will be fine.” With that, I whirl around and lock myself into the bathroom.

Through the door I hear. “Fine, I will just sit here and stroke it till you get out. Me and my big dick will be here waiting for you.”

Forty minutes later, I am freshly showered, shaved, and lathered in lotion. I put on a soft amount of make-up and a little bit of gloss on my lips. My hair is hanging in loose curls down my back.

I don’t find a naked Silas stroking his dick like he promised I would. Instead, I find a well dressed Silas who exudes the confidence of a pack leader.

---