Soul of the Wolves

Ethan grabbed a handful of her hair and fisted it. “What made you change your mind?”

She panted. “That kiss. I felt it.”

“You feel our bond?”

“Is that what you call it?”

“That’s what we call it. And that’s how we know we’re true mates.”

“I…I have never felt like this before. Or ever.” She caught herself and became self-conscious. “Oh God. I usually don’t do stuff like this either.” What was she thinking? Coming to him naked and ambushing him for a kiss. Dude, that was so brazen. Wanton.

Ethan looked amused. “What kind of stuff?”

“You know…”

“No, I don’t know. You have to explain it to me.”

“Sorry. I’m…” Sookie faltered. She started to withdraw from him. Ethan quickly pulled her back against his hard body. “What do you think you’re doing? I don’t like playing hot and cold. Finish what you started, woman.”

Sookie stared at him. She never wanted a man in her life as badly as she wanted him right now. Slowly, she ran her hand on his shirt and pulled his collar toward her. She kissed him. Unhurriedly this time. But Ethan made it impossible to not get crazy with the primal side of her. He was a very good kisser and the way he touched her made her beyond horny. All she could think about was ripping off his clothes and jumping his bones.

She kissed him open-mouthed as his hands roamed everywhere. Her heart beat faster. He slid his hand between her thighs and stroked her wetness there. She cried.

“I guess you want me after all.” He sounded delighted.

Her body tensed as he circled the sensitive nub on her pussy. Pleasure sang like a divine chorus and she found herself a few notes from climax. “Ethan…”

“Good?” He inquired solicitously.

She nodded like the good girl she was.

“How about now?” Ethan slipped a finger into her entrance. Past his knuckle until it hit the pad of his palm. Her pussy contracted around his finger, gripping it tightly. Her sex ached even more. Especially when he started to slide his finger in and out. The friction of it gave her unbelievable pleasure.

God, oh God. Sookie closed her eyes to savor the sensation but Ethan had another idea.

“Open your eyes, Susan, look at me.”

She snapped them open at his command.

“Keep looking at me and tell me how you feel.”

She swallowed hard. She wasn’t the chatty type during intimacy. Her former boyfriend like talked during sex even though it was distracting.

“Susan?” he pressed.

“Uhm…amazing?”

“Amazing?” A naughty idea glided across his face. “Then we must double the stakes.” He inserted a second finger into her pussy.

Sookie gasped. “Fuck.”

“Hmm. That’s the idea. Fucking.”

She snorted, laughing, but her laugh turned into a low moan when he hit her special spot. “Ethan…”

He smiled indulgently. “This is your special spot, isn’t? I can feel your body trembling. I wonder what would happen if I rub this particular area a little bit longer…”

The pleasure multiplied by a thousandfold. “Ethan!”