Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
I lapped at her core again and against. I drew the juices of her desire and pleasure into my mouth and drank them down. I lapped at her as if she was giving me life sustaining fluids that would keep my heart beating forever, if only I kept on drawing from her.
Soon though, just lapping at her core was not enough for me. She might have still been enjoying every moment of it, but I wanted to feel and taste more of my Little Bunny. I needed to give her more, and take more from her at the same time.
Reaching up with my left hand, I flicked a finger across her swollen and sensitive core, right there at the bundle of nerves that rest at the top of her slit. I almost laughed when I did that, because the movement and quick jolt of pain made her scream in pleasure. And at the same time, she had reached down to grab two big fists full of my hair. She was trying to make me move my mouth back to her and continue pleasing her.
Well, I couldn’t deny my mate, wife, lover, queen, and Little Bunny now, could I? No, what she wanted, she got. And all that she wanted at the moment was pleasure and ecstasy from me. How could any man deny their woman, when what they desired most was the man himself.
Delicately, I placed my lips on Riviana’s core. I swirled my tongue around that bundle of nerves that sent little jolts of pleasurable electricity coursing through her body. That was a distraction though. What I was really doing, was positioning my hand in just the right place so that I could slide my fingers inside of her in one smooth move.
With my fingers hovering just before her opening, I prepared to make my move. At the same time, I slid my fingers deep inside of her, letting her wet and slick folds envelop them and squeeze them with gentle milking motions from her inner muscles. As my fingers slid in as far as they would go, I also pulled that bundle of her nerves into my mouth and sucked hard as I drew on her core with a fervent need.
The result of this joint assault on my Little Bunny’s tender core had her screaming so loud that it made my ears ring. She also pressed herself further into my mouth as she arched, once again. She wanted all that I could give her and more right now, and she wasn’t afraid to use her body to tell me that.
I started to create a driving rhythm with my fingers as I pumped them in and out of her again and again. All the while, I was continuing to lick, suck, and gently bite my way across her slit and those sensitive little nerves of her. I could already feel her body tightening around my fingers. She was getting closer and closer to her climax. Her first of the night. And who was I to make her wait?
With a twist of my fingers, and particularly hard press of my tongue, I sent her over that edge. She convulsed and alternatively pressed herself against my mouth and pulled away from me. She wanted more, but she was also experiencing so much pleasure that her body wasn’t sure if she could handle more. She didn’t need to worry though, I was going to give her more, I just needed to change the way that I gave it to her.
I kissed her gently on her core, pressing just my lips to her slit before I pulled away from her. She cried out from the loss when I was no longer there at her center. The cold air found her overheated skin, and she was lonely without me there to protect her. I wasn’t gone for long though.
Before she even had time to finish whimpering, I was pressing myself against her opening. I was harder than I could ever remember being in my entire life, but that was fine with me. Knowing that my mate had the ability to turn me into her love slave was like a dream come true for me.
“Riviana.” I whispered her name softly as I hovered over her. “I love you so much.”
“J…J…J…Joaquin.” Her eyes were fluttering as she looked up at me. They were unfocused after the orgasm that had just racked through her body. “Joaquin, I love you too. Oh Goddess, I love you so much.” Her needy smile almost made me lose control and ram into her right then and there. But I would never hurt her. That is one thing that I would never allow myself to do.
Gently, with all the ferocity of a teddy bear, I slid into her heated and perfect body. She fit me like a glove. Her body and mine had been meant for each other, and there was no other woman that would ever feel this perfect, this right, when I slid inside of them. Not that I would ever test that theory out. I never wanted another woman than this perfect goddess that was beneath me at this very moment.
I wanted to slam into her again and again. I wanted to give her a hard and driving rhythm that was all carnal pleasure and nothing else. I couldn’t do that though. I would hurt her, and in do so, I could hurt the baby. So, after sliding inside of her and reveling at the perfection of our union, I pulled her toward me and lifted her from the bed. I needed to change the way that we were positioned.
It took a little bit of effort, but nothing that I couldn’t handle. And after just a few moments, I was sitting on the bed with my back against the headboard. I had pushed the pillows to the side of me, positioning them so that at least one was under each of my Little Bunny’s knees. This would lessen the strain on her body as she straddled me.
“Joaquin.” The tender and sweet smile on her face at that moment spoke volumes. She knew what I had done, why I had done that, and loved me that much more for it.
Now that I knew my Little Bunny wouldn’t be hurt while I was taking her, I gently gripped her hips and lifted her off of me ever so slowly. At the same time, I pressed my ass into the mattress so that I was pulling out of her. When just the tip of my quivering erection was still inside of her heated and throbbing core, I pressed back inside of her gently and slowly.
I refused to be rough at the moment. Tender and sweet. That was what this moment needed. While she was still pregnant, that was all that I could do for her. Especially when she was this far along. It didn’t matter though, tender and sweet, moving slowly, I was still able to give her all that she wanted and more.
I pressed into her again and again. Slowly driving her up that peak of pleasure. She had wrapped her arms around me as I moved our bodies in unison. She pressed her cheek against mine, her arm around my neck in a tender and intimate embrace. The move also flattened her generous breasts against my chest, causing them to move up and down with each gently thrust on my body into hers.
We were flattened against each other as much as possible, so the moment that she started to reach her climax again, I could feel it in every fiber of her being. And the intensity of that connection was so much more electrifying for me than it usually was. It instantly made it so that I wasn’t able to hold on much longer.
I needed to hold out a little longer though. I had to give my Little Bunny that ecstasy before I allowed myself to indulge in it. I just had to. It was a matter of pride for me.
I thrust again. Once more. Half a dozen more times. And that was when she threw her head back, still pressed against me, and screamed inarticulately. Her body clenched around me completely. Her arms tightening around my neck at the same time that her core squeezed me for every last drop that I had in me. And I wasn’t able to hold on anymore. I bit down on her mark, where I had bitten her twenty years ago, and growled my pleasure into her flesh as I exploded inside of her.
It was like the moment around us was frozen in time. It was pure pleasure for longer than I would have thought was possible at all. I just continued to hold my Little Bunny against me as I emptied myself in one spurt after another. Her scream had stopped, but she was now breathing raggedly. It was all so much that I didn’t seem to notice, or care, that things were happening around us. Things that hadn’t happened in a really, really long time. Things that I had nearly forgotten about.
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Riviana
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Joaquin and I had just shared the most intimate moment of our entire lives. Yes, we have been together several times. Yes, we have made love with each other hundreds and thousands of times before. None of that mattered though. This moment right here, the intensity, the closeness, just everything that anyone could think of and more, it was so much more intense than I had ever thought it was possible for love making to be.
I wasn’t upset though. Not one bit. Joaquin was the only man that I had ever been with. I would never, in my entire life, be with another man, and I was more than OK with that. With each new time that Joaquin and I were together, we learned new things about each other, deepened the love and respect for each other, and renewed our bond with each other.
Still, this moment was so much more. I had felt something like this before. I couldn’t remember when at the moment, but I knew that it had happened. I knew that there had been at least one time before when there was something extra, something more that wasn’t usually a part of our intimacy.
After I had screamed myself hoarse at the moment of climax, I let my head fall, once again, on Joaquin’s shoulder. However, before I had pressed my cheek against his as I rested my chin on his shoulder. Now, I had less energy and was reduced to pressing my cheek against his shoulder as I panted and tried to catch my breath.
I could still feel him inside of me, not as hard as before, but not quite back to normal either. This moment, this connection between us, it was like an added benefit that we got to share until we found the strength to disentangle our bodies. And I was more than happy to sit here on top of him forever, or as long as he would let me that is.
“Riviana?” I heard Joaquin whisper my name, but it didn’t sound like his usual post sex voice. It was raspy, yes, but there was something else in it as well. There was a note that spoke of something more serious and demanding. Too bad I was feeling thoroughly drained and didn’t want to pay that much attention.
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“Yes, Joaquin?” I asked him in a sleepy and satisfied tone. This was my usual post sex voice, the one that said I didn’t want to move until my bones became solid once more.
“I think you need to wake up a little more.” He said, his voice still serious and not at all sleepy like me. Shouldn’t he be ready for bed? We had had a long day, and we had just had magical and mind blowing sex. It was time for us to give into the call of sleep and snuggle each other until the morning.
“Why? I just want to go to sleep.” I snuggled against him a little more, pressing my rounded belly against him and rubbing my cheek against his bare and sweaty shoulder.
“Riviana, sweetheart, you need to open your eyes. Look around you, Little Bunny, then you will know why I am saying that you need to wake up.”