The Werewolf's Ball: The Resplendent Alpha

by Gabrijela Fouche'

  He looked up into her eyes, they were black with passion. Gently, he spread the soft pink folds of her labia. She moaned and he smiled. He’d smelled her orgasms and knew it would take very little to push her over the edge once more. She smelled of musk, salt, earth and honey, it was her unique scent and it was all his. He leaned in and his tongue touched her and her hips arched to meet his mouth. He began to lick her, taste her, push his tongue inside her. He felt his wolf and his tongue grew and went deep into her body and she cried out and he and his wolf could taste her climax as it washed over them. His hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as she rocked and shuddered with release. She was scalding and he pushed his mouth into her harder, drinking her. He noted that the wolf didn’t uses his hands. Both knew she was delicate, breakable.

  She writhed beneath his touch and he lapped up her juices. He suckled on her clit, the small button swelling beneath the onslaught. She rocked her hips into his mouth and her legs were spasming, trying to lock around his head to ride him. He grinned into her and sucked hard and felt her body go ridged with another orgasm. He could wait no further, he needed to be inside her. He needed her body to encompass his cock and hold him. He moved above her and she was so tiny but so finely made. Her waist fit just right in his hands.

  He moved his cock over her opening, sliding it just inside. She was so wet and slick and it was nearly impossible not to plunge inside with the ferocity that only a werewolf could have. His cock slid a little farther, then out. Teasing her, teasing himself and teasing the wolf. This was some kind of supernatural three-way. He slid in just a little and Natalya’s hips rose. She was staring at him now, hunger in her eyes. Her face was flushed and he saw that she was ready and he plunged himself deep inside of her and she took all of him.

  His eyes were golden as they looked down upon her. She knew his wolf was there, though his face was human. Heat swept like wildfire inside her and all she wanted was him to bury himself deep inside her and never leave. His cock filled and stretched her like some velvet battering-ram. She could barely catch her breath as he towered over her body, his muscles hard and defined.

  Her gaze caressed over his wide shoulders; his long dark hair draped over them. She reached up, wanting to touch him, feel him. As his body drew back, she wanted to pull him back to her. His hips thrust forward as hers went up to meet him and she felt him at the apex of her being. The heat of his cock and the depth he’d plunged sent her over the edge again. She as absolutely helpless as she lost her self. He was moving inside her, fast and he lifted one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder.

  How could he go deeper? He did and she accepted him. He kept at it, pushing into her and she wanted more.

  “Harder,” she said, just above a whisper. She saw his eyes flare hot molten. His mouth was open and she saw his canine teeth grow. Her heart lurched as his shoulders broadened. His cock seemed to grow within her stretch her and he became rough. His hands gripped her waist as he nearly lifted her from the bed. His hips were pushing faster and her leg dropped down. In a split second, she was on her knees. He’d flipped her over and hadn’t even left her body.

  He grasped her just above her hips and pushed her body forward and then yanked her back hard as he buried himself deep inside of her. She felt the swell of him and she heard his deep growl, it was an animal’s growl, not human. She dared to looked over her shoulder but Sebastian was still there, but somehow bigger, broader. His body towered over her and his massive thighs kept her in place.

  He was moving within her harder and faster now and she sensed his time of completion was coming. He seemed to lose control of himself as his body assaulted her with delicious pain as he drove himself still deeper. She felt the clenching of her core and felt an explosive orgasm rush through her and she cried out. Sebastian snarled and his hands tightened almost painfully as he cried out his release. She felt the hot jetting release of his seed within her and her body arched and pushed back to receive it. Her fists clutched the sheets as the pleasure pulsed through her body, never seeming to end. She was shaking now and felt Sebastian drape his massive body over hers, covering her, protecting her.

  For a long time, neither moved. One arm supported her body, his hand splayed over her chest and keeping her immobile. She could hear him panting hard. His other hand was holding them both up and it seemed as though his arm was larger and hairier but still human. The wolf was there, but he wasn’t. His body was human but she knew it was the wolf that was draped over her. Sebastian threw back his head and he let go a howl and the sound of it reverberated through her soul. He shifted and turned her over, pulling himself out of her and she almost cried out for the loss of his cock. He pulled her into his arms and wrapped his large body around hers, enfolding, curling and encompassing.

  He smoothed her hair away from her damp face and smiled down into her eyes. His eyes were human now but she saw the wolf lurking just under the surface. She smiled back and she caressed his face gently. He leaned down and kissed her lips.

  “I hope we didn’t hurt you.” His voice was rough and deep, the wolf was speaking with him. It sent shivers through her. When he spoke, the vibrations touched her deep within and her heart seemed as though it were swelling within her chest.

  “No, you didn’t. Neither of you hurt me, you felt so wonderful, like nothing I could ever describe. It’s like we melded together, three into one being.”

  “That’s how it’s supposed to be. Where there were three, now there is only one. We are bonded, we are mated.” His body was warm and trembled. It had affected them both. This thing was real, this bond was forever.

  Natalya wasn’t sure what time it was but it was still dark outside. She didn’t hear anything from outside their room. She got up, sore and winced, then smiled. He’d been glorious, so much more than any of her fantasies had ever evolved in. They had made love again, this time slower. Then, he’d let her see his wolf and the animal had been massive. She recognized his eyes in the painting she’d painted and her heart melted. He’d lain down at her feet, submissive to her, showing her, he’d never hurt her. Then Sebastian turned back into his human form.

  She looked over her shoulder and his large frame was sprawled out and a look of satisfied male curved on his lips. He was asleep, but he exuded a dangerous sensuality. She closed the door to the bathroom gently and went to the tub. Her body wasn’t used to the rough handling but she wouldn’t change that for the world. A thrill went through her core, remembering how their lovemaking had been.

  She wanted to run back out there and wake him up and start all over again. She turned on the water and let it run over her hand. She looked at the shower wand and laughed softly. She wouldn’t need that anymore; she wouldn’t need her vibrators either. The orgasms she’d experienced had rocked her to her core. She didn’t think it would have been the same with a regular human. No, her werewolf brought something to the table and it had been remarkable. She’d sensed the restraint and gentleness of him and then her dream came back to her.

  He’d been in wolf form but she recognized Sebastian. He’d wanted her but didn’t know how to reach her and his wolf had been so sad that she’d held the wolf in her arms. She smiled, getting into the hot water and letting it engulf her. She’d held both of them in her arms tonight and there had been no sadness. There had only been joy and love and a feeling of oneness. Her life had been full but there had been something so vital missing and it wasn’t just having a man. Now, the puzzle piece was in place and the picture was whole. She was whole and so was Sebastian.

  She looked up when the bathroom door opened. Her gazed traveled up and down his magnificent body. He was grinning at her, mischievous. She laughed and patted the water. Almost like a little boy, he hurried over and climbed in behind her and wrapped his arms around her. Man, I can’t wait to tell Tonya, she’s gonna lose her ever loving mind, she thought.

  She was pulled back onto his chest and his legs bent up and she rested between them. She felt his cock at her bac
k and rump, already swollen and growing. Yeah, this was so much better.