"Aren't you just the loveliest little thing. So responsive. I'm going to have a lot of fun taking you apart," he growls. "You're so perfect, so sweet."
To her mortification, he takes his fingers out and sucks them slowly, slurping up her wetness like she tastes amazing. She grimaces. "That's- that's gross- don't- don't do that," she whimpers. It makes her feel all sorts of weird feelings.
"You taste lovely," he says. "You smell fantastic," he continues. "I thought I had smelled you in the hotel earlier but you left before I could track you down and then you were outside. Your werewolf friend was half crazed looking for you," he says and her scent sours with guilt. She knew Darnell would be worried about her. "You're lucky I could track you down," he continues, his grip tightening. "Luckier that I got to you before someone else had gotten to you. They would've marked you. Ruined you." His teeth lengthens, sharp tip of his fangs dipping past the thin epidermis layer and breaking skin.
It stings a little bit and the blood seeping through wakes him enough to pull back. He licks away the pain. "Thank you for saving me," she mumbles, feeling sorry all over again for worrying Darnell. "Is- Did you let Darnell know you've found me?"
"He would have been able to smell you that I've gotten you back." He doesn't sound too concerned with letting people know.
She knows Darnell's not very good with sniffing out scents. His wolf isn't that powerful- but he is sliding his fingers between her legs again before she can argue. It feels too good for her to continue talking, rational thought fleeing her mind as pleasure fills her body.
He rubs his fingers up and down her wet slit, his saliva making it easier for him to circle around her opening, sliding just the tip of his finger inside, stretching her tight little hole with just the tip.
"Ah, ah," she gasps. It feels weird. She's never felt something like that before and she doesn't know what to do. A part of her wants him to take his finger out and another confusing part of her wants to grab his wrist and push his finger in deeper.
"Look at you, rabbit. So eager already," he kisses her again, licking up the bruises around her neck. It feels kind of wet there too and she wonders if she's still bleeding. Everything feels too intense right now. "Suck, baby," he says, pushing his finger to her lips and sliding them in.
She tastes herself on his fingers, a little bit peculiar and musky. She licks around his fingers, moaning when his free hand cups around her breast and plays with her nipples, sending tingles up her spine.
"Suck, darling," he says.
She sucks his fingers, not really understanding why he wants her to do it, but he seems to find pleasure in having her suck on his fingers, rocking his hard cock lazily between her thighs. It's a little bit terrifying. She can feel his cock between her legs, rubbing against her skin. There's a wet patch on his boxers where the head of his cock is poking her thigh.
"That's it. There's my sweet little thing," he growls. "So sweet and lovely," he says. He shifts their bodies suddenly, pinning her underneath him on the bed so that she's trapped underneath his strong arms, his legs on either sides of her hips. He looks more animal than human, his eyes fully green with only a spot of black.
She's never seen someone so beautiful and terrifying all at once. Held down like this, she can't help but feel afraid, her heartbeat speeding up because he's a predator and she's just a rabbit. His wolf ears are perked up high, his tail curled a little behind him.
She thinks of running.
Chapter Five: Dominated
It was kind of easier when she couldn't see him. Now that he's on top of her, she can see everything about him that should scare her and does- the muscles on his chest, animal ears and muscular arms, the powerful bulges of his muscles rippling as he shifts on top of her to make sure that he isn't putting too much weight on her much smaller frame.
She swallows the lump in her throat. He's so, so huge. All of him is enormous. Her eyes can't help but stray between his legs and her eyes widen even more. He had stripped his boxers off some time ago while he wasn't paying attention and she can see his manhood clearly now, thick and long, the bulbous tip the size of her fist. Her heart leaps to her throat. "That's- that's too big," she says and her rabbiting heart speeds even more and it's suddenly hard to breath.
He growls, rocking up a little bit, brushing the tip of his cock to his opening.
She yelps and tries to crawl away, feet digging into the sheets as she pulls back and away from him. The back of her head hits the wall and she yelps. His hands grip her ankles tightly, keeping her rooted to the spot. "Wait," she gasps, seeing something in his eyes that makes her chest clench and her heartbeat stutter. He looks hungry, like he's considering her for a meal and she's a lovely feast set out in front of him.
"You smell lovely," he growls, pulling her to him, prying her legs open easily. "Smells ready to be mated already."
Her hands curl into the sheets as she watches him crawl up towards her. Her heart is beating so strongly against her ribcage that that sound rings in her ear, a steady 'thump-thump-thump' reminding her of her rabbit paw thumping against the floor. "I don't- I-" she writhes, trying to close her legs together, inner thighs clenching and tensing. His grip is stronger, keeping her legs open wide. It's humiliating. She's not used to nudity and she's even less used to someone watching her so intensely. His gaze is on her face despite the fact that he has her spread open like this. She clamps her hands over her pussy,
"You're so wet," he says. His fangs are sharp, eyes glowing like he can't
quite control his wolf. "Can you touch yourself? Put your hands on your breasts? For me?" he is asking softly, but his tone goes straight through her body with a shiver.
There must be something wrong with her because her hands move without consulting her brain and her hands are moving to her breasts, grasping her soft breasts and playing with her sensitive nipples the same way he had played with them earlier. It doesn't feel nearly as good as when he had touched her, but it still feels really good. She bites her lower lip, keeping the soft moans inside. Her nipples harden and she draws in a sharp breath as every nerve ending in her body come alive.
He grabs her ankles and parts her legs as wide as he can, and then he's leaning in to lick up her hole, expert tongue separating the folds of her opening and licking into her hole.
She lets out a choked noise, hips pushing up and into his mouth without thinking.
"That's it," he growls and his warm breath on her clit makes her whole body tremble. He licks up her opening again and again, pausing at her clit to tease it with his tongue.
"I don't- I don't even know your name," she squeaks out in panic.
"Ethan," he rumbles lazily, like it doesn't matter whether she knows his name, and slides his finger down her wet slit. She's so hot there, so soft and wet. He presses his finger in and she lets out a sharp inhale at the sudden stretch.