Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
It might seem a little rushed now that we were actually getting down to it, but I think it fits us perfectly. Our whole relationship started in a rush so why stop rushing things now.
I had initiated the first kiss, but now Dietrich was taking the lead. I didn’t know how I felt about that. This was all new to me, but I didn’t exactly know how to give or receive in this type of situation. And I had a feeling that Dietrich was a little pent up. So, I guess it was best to let him take the lead this time. I could always learn from his lead.
With Dietrich’s hot, soft lips pressed to mine, his tongue exploring my mouth, and his hand on the back of my neck, I just let him take over and guide me. The first place he guided me to was the bed. Slowly, Dietrich took steps forward, backing me up until my legs bumped into the softness of the mattress.
Having no more room to move forward, Dietrich broke the kiss and looked at me with eyes that were more full of desire and arousal than I had ever seen him with before. He was definitely in need here.
With a grin and a slight push on my chest, Dietrich forced me back onto the bed. I didn’t fight it at all, I just let myself fall backwards. I landed with my hands splayed out on the mattress, holding me in an upright position as Dietrich climbed up on top of my lap.
“Come, Kuchen, let’s get you into a better position.” His voice was low, his tone seductive, and erotic as it sent chills through me.
“And what might that be?” I asked him with a mixture of excitement and nerves.
“Relax my love, I just mean to get you onto the pillows.” He grinned before adding one last tidbit. “For now.” With that he winked at me.
“Ok.” I was actually starting to get really excited now. This may all be new to me but I was still a living breathing man and that meant that I still had needs and urges just like all of the others.
I scooted myself to the center of the bed, resting myself on the pillows that were propped and waiting for me. Dietrich was looking down at me like I was a dessert that he wanted to savor. Why was I wanting to be savored right now?
“You look so delicious, mein kleiner Kuchen.”
“What’s that mean?” I asked him, not remembering the words in the heat of this moment.
“My little cake. You are my personal cake, my own private dessert.” I remembered then what it was he said I smelled like to him.
“Will I taste like cake to you?” I made my voice suggestive in that moment, trying to sound seductive and sexy. I think it worked because the look in my man’s eyes darkened visibly and he grinned happily.
“We can find out.” He licked his lips like he was anticipating the taste that was to come.
“May I taste you then?” He asked permission, just like he had asked me if I was sure I was ready for this. He always made sure that I was at ease.
“Yes, Dietrich, I want you to.” I felt the flush of heat as the blood rose to my face, blushing again. Would it ever stop?
Dietrich didn’t let my blush stop him, he just leaned forward and placed his mouth at my neck. With one long, slow, heated drag of his tongue he had licked from my collar bone up to my ear.
“You taste as good as you look Kuchen.” His voice was husky.
“I’ll have to explore your taste sometime soon. But didn’t you taste my neck that night in the woods?”
“Mmm, that I did, but that doesn’t mean that I won’t start here again. I need to taste it all.”
“And what does it taste like there?” I couldn’t stop myself from asking, the words were coming out of the nerves.
“Like a freshly baked, undecorated cake, sweet and sullied.”
“No frosting?” I laughed softly at the stupid question I had asked.
“No, no cream. But I do have some to add.” He chuckled against my neck causing me to shiver from the ticklish sensation.
“Really? Where?” He looked at me mischievously then as he leaned to the side and grabbed a bowl from the side table.
“Right here, my love.”
He hadn’t been lying. He was indeed holding a bowl of fresh whipped cream.
“And what are you going to do with that?” I asked, perhaps a little naively.
“Oh, you’ll see.”
I watched as Dietrich dipped his fingers into the whipped cream and smeared a little onto my neck. Without even setting the bowl aside he dipped his head down and dragged his tongue along the same path as before. However, this time it was like it was three times as intense. All he had done was add some cream to my neck before licking it off so why did it feel so intense, so good? I shuddered, and I instantly felt myself harden. The moan that came from between my slightly parted lips was beyond my control.
“Ah.”
“Good?” There was a smile on Dietrich’s face and a laugh in his voice.
“How did that feel so intense.” I could hear myself panting and trying to talk through the arousal.
“Everything is better with some cream.” He chuckled. “It’s part of the fun you get when you play.”
“So, you want to play with me then?” I sounded so adventurous to my own ears, what exactly was I saying?
“Very much so.” He nodded as he spoke. “May I play to my heart’s content?” He seemed so worried that I would deny him, like I would deny him anything anymore.
“Then play.” I couldn’t believe I just said that, what was wrong with me? I felt my blush deepen again, this time I was probably close to purple with the intensity.
