“Come up here,” she whispered. “I want you to fuck me.”
“Mmm… baby, but I’m rather enjoying my treat.”
“I need you inside me. Now.”
She gave a frustrated whine and Max laughed before letting go of her perfect butt and climbing up her body. Half an hour ago, he had come with one thing in mind: tell her everything about his past. The last thing he had expected was to end up on top of her, his shirt shredded to pieces, her mouth devouring his in a hungry, almost desperate kiss. “Now I know why I’ve been so damn horny in the past week,” she had said between kisses and small bites. “Almost three days without sex. Are you trying to make me go crazy? I’m a pregnant woman, Max. I need your attention.” He had been more than happy to comply.
Avelyn took hold of his painfully hard cock and stroked it slowly, teasingly. Her hand moved lower to squeeze his balls, and she took a few seconds to knead them playfully. He dove down for a kiss, and Avelyn responded eagerly, opening her mouth to let their tongues fight for dominance. She spread her legs wider and angled his cock to her entrance. She loved how the soft skin of the head felt against her wet pussy lips, and she bucked her hips upwards, letting him know she was ready for some action.
Max placed his hands on both sides of her head, and rested his weight on them. He looked her in the eyes, and pushed slowly, loving the way her walls parted and clenched down on his throbbing cock.
“Oh, how I missed that,” she said.
“Three days and you’re already climbing the wall? You’re one needy little vixen.”
“She-wolf. I’m one needy she-wolf who wants that cock of yours to fuck her brains out.”
Max moaned when he heard her say the magic word that showed how much she belonged to him now. She was his she-wolf, and yes, he’d give her what she’d asked for. He pushed all the way in and started moving immediately, knowing she didn’t need time to adjust to his impressive girth.
Her legs encircled his waist, her heels digging into his buttocks to urge him to go deeper. She clawed at his back and pressed him down until he captured her lips in another heated kiss. She sucked on his tongue as he thrust his cock into her wet pussy over and over, filling her, bringing her closer to the edge. She yelped when he pushed particularly deeper, a hint of pain mingling with the intense pleasure of being taken by her lover. He broke the kiss and threw her a concerned glance, but she laughed and slapped his butt playfully.
“Don’t slow down. I’ve been waiting for this for so long, give it to me harder.” He picked up the pace and she screamed. “Yes! Just like that. Fuck me!” She let her feet fall on the bed and used her legs to r
aise her hips higher and meet his thrusts. She squeezed her eyes shut, abandoning her body to his feverish assault, her hands flying above her head to grip the bedpost.
Max couldn’t take his eyes off her. Her full, beautiful body spread so shamelessly under him was a sight he could stare at for hours. His balls tightened, and he felt the familiar pressure right before release. He loved the way her breasts bounced freely on her chest, and he couldn’t resist the temptation to dive down and take one hard nipple between his lips. He bit down on it, driving his cock inside her up to the hilt. Her body went still for a moment, and she screamed his name as she orgasmed, her pussy clenching down on his cock so hard that it threw him over the edge. He whispered her name, his hot seed coating her walls. Their bodies relaxed and shook softly in the aftermath, and Max let himself fall completely on top of her.
Avelyn let go of the bedpost and ran her hands through his black hair, massaging his scalp slowly, tenderly. “Much better. If I had to wait one more hour, I would have gone insane or exploded.”
He laughed at her exaggeration and rubbed his face against her neck, inhaling the flowery scent of her shampoo. The position was perfect. He could stay like that for hours, listening to her heartbeat and focusing on the way her chest rose and fell in the rhythm of her breathing. It was perfect. Peaceful and serene. He never wanted to leave her arms or pull out of her. They were one.
“Max, baby, you’re kind of… getting heavy.”
“Oh, sorry.” He immediately rolled on his side, already missing the closeness. She turned to face him and snuggled to his chest, like a kitten asking to be petted, caressed, and loved. His fingers started untangling her curly hair, arranging the soft tresses like a halo around her head. “Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something.”
She smiled and pinched his nipple. “And horny little me pounced on you and made you forget all about it.”
“Pretty much, yes.” He smiled. He was silent for a long moment. He knew she was waiting for him to continue, but the moment had passed. It had taken him long hours to choose his words and make up his mind over and over again, and now it seemed it had been in vain. The sex had distracted him completely, and all he wanted was to lie in bed forever, with his beautiful bride in his arms.
Avelyn sensed he wasn’t going to start speaking that easily. After her discussion with Christine, she realized she saw him differently. She had fought him so hard, and now she knew it wasn’t because he had trapped her and robbed her of her freedom, but because he had taken her to a perfect home and showered her in love and attention. He had given her what she had been hoping to achieve all by herself, and that’s why she had fought him so earnestly. It was over now. It was her turn to give.
“How are things going out there? Any news on Sabine’s whereabouts?”
Max relaxed and exhaled in relief, thankful for the simple, straight to the point question. Yes, he could do that. Simple questions, a normal conversation. He didn’t have to start with the big stuff. He could take it slow. “No. It’s like she vanished. Kevin and Ryan are still in Stuttgart, but they’ll come back soon if they don’t find anything. She might have moved on by now.”
“What do you think she wants? I mean… what’s her plan?”
“I wish I knew. The truth is… after having known her for so many years, I’ve no idea what she’s thinking. She’s always been moody and unpredictable.”
“Maybe she just wants to start over, somewhere far away from here. Maybe we should just leave her be.”
Max smiled at the hopeful tone in Avelyn’s voice, but he didn’t know what to say. In fact, he knew, but it would have sounded too pessimistic.
“How did it all begin?”
He took a deep breath and held it for a few seconds.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me right now.”