Claimed by the Pack

He was inhaling me. Breathing me in. I could feel the air from his nostrils as they flared hard against my skin. And beneath it my heart, beating. Pounding now. His mouth… hovering like a vampire over my neck. Brushing against the heated rush of blood, just beyond.

He kissed his way up again. Took my lips with his.

I gasped sharply as a hand found its way between my legs. It slipped downward, piercing the hymen of my waistband, sliding flat against my stomach. I gasped again as I felt his palm pressing into my clitoris. His fingertips, gliding down through my slit, found me already drenched.

r /> “You’re beautiful,” he told me, though he really didn’t have to. He already had me, totally and completely. “Absolutely stunning.”

Though I was more than happy with my looks, no one had ever called me stunning. That one word — but mostly the way he said it — sent an electric shiver rocketing along the entire length of my body.

His eyes were closed as he kissed me, but mine were still open. I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t stop looking at him. Up close his boyish looks dissolved into sharper, more masculine features. I loved his thick, heavy brows. The way his full lips churned softly against mine.

“Oh Fuck…”

Down between my legs, his sun-bronzed hand was working two long fingers in and out of my pussy. Already they were glistening. He noticed me looking, and one corner of his mouth curled into a sly grin. Before I knew it he was holding those fingers before me, pushing them past my lips and slowly into my mouth…

It was by far the hottest thing anyone had ever done to me.

The taste was tangy and sweet. I found myself running my tongue along the length of his fingers and between them, making love to them with my mouth. I did it slowly, looking into his eyes, sucking hard on them as if they were his cock. Which reminded me…

Damien’s eyes flared as I reached down and located his bulge. It was thick and impressive. In no time I had it out, running it through my hand. Marveling at how it could be so soft yet so hard at the same time.

All of a sudden I wanted it in my mouth.

It wasn’t easy, pulling myself away from his talented fingers, but somehow I managed. I rolled him onto his back then slid down his body, peppering his hard chest with kisses and dragging my tongue along his taut, surfer’s stomach. He smelled like leather and sweat and… something else. Something more primal and mysterious, but equally delicious.

“Mmmmm…”

He groaned again as I pressed my face between his legs, inhaling his warmth. Close up, his cock was just as beautiful as he was. I took my time with it, rubbing it against the side of my face, savoring the feel of the silky head against my lips. I was teasing him yes, but probably not as much as I was teasing myself.

It’s been a while.

I wanted to remember this moment. To store it away for later, so I could remind myself of what I’d been missing.

Too long…

Around then I noticed him staring down at me, watching me in fascination. With a wink and a grin, I swallowed him whole.

It was like riding a bicycle all over again.

Damien sifted his hands through my hair as I proceeded to blow him. My lips — still wet from all the kissing and finger sucking — traveled easily up and down the length of his cock. I pulled down with one hand. Cupped his heavy balls with the other. I sucked him hard, stopping now and then to lick up and down along his shaft and make eye contact the whole way.

I was putting on a real show of it. I didn’t even know why.

He’s just a stranger, not a boyfriend.

It didn’t make sense. I could’ve just taken what I wanted — I’d always done so before. For some reason though, I felt the pressing need to make it good for him. To enforce the connection I felt, or rather, we felt, because somehow I knew he felt it too.

The hands tangled in my hair rolled into fists. For a split-second I thought I’d gone too far, that maybe he was about to come.

I couldn’t have been more wrong.

Damien reached down and pulled me back to him, face to face. There was blue fire in his eyes again. I’d seen lust before, but this was way beyond anything I’d ever experienced. This was something else.

I saw his jaw go tight as he completely took over. Damien rolled me onto my back with hands that seemed impossibly strong. He grabbed me roughly. Pulled me to him. Kneed my thighs apart, spreading my legs wide with the weight of his body…

I bit my lip as he pulled my panties to one side. Sucked in a sharp breath, as I felt him pressed snugly against my warm entrance.

He didn’t utter a word. That part was sexy. All he did was lock eyes with me as he thrust himself forward, pinning me with his gaze as he buried the full length of his manhood inside me.