“Now,” she begged. “I need you now, Ace. Don’t make me wait.”
“Does my Little Red need to be filled?”
“Yes.”
Ace reached for one of the vibrators and turned it on. Her lips parted when she heard the toy whir to life. Ace traced her dewy lips with the toy, teasing her, giving her a taste of what was to come. He touched it to her clit and her back arched off the floor and she screamed his name as she came again. He watched as she came down from her high and he eased the toy inside her pussy. She was so hot and so wet, but he wasn’t done with her yet. Ace was going to claim her tonight, but it wasn’t her pussy he’d be fucking when he did it. He hoped she was open to new things tonight.
Ace stroked her to orgasm twice more before plunging the vibrator deep inside of her.
“I want you to keep that there,” he said. “Think you can hold it there without squeezing it out?”
“I–I can try.”
“That’s my girl.” He kissed her hungrily. “Hands and knees, Little Red.”
She shifted, but he stopped her before she could roll over, wrapping his hand around her injured wrist. She didn’t have a regular cast on, just a brace now, but there was no way she could support her weight on it.
Red seemed to read his mind. “I could lean over the ottoman,” she suggested.
“It will roll away. Let’s try one of the sofas.”
He helped her crawl across the floor to the sofa, then he retrieved a condom and the lube. With his palm in the center of her back, he eased her down onto the cushions.
“This is going to be cold, Little Red, and it may be a little uncomfortable at first.”
She nodded.
Ace dribbled some lube down the crack of her ass and using his index finger, he worked it into her rosette. She tensed up for a moment, but as he soothed her with his other hand, she began to relax. He eased his finger through the tight ring of muscle, using short, slow thrusts to stretch her. Adding more lube, he stretched her further with two fingers. By the time she was taking three fingers, he knew she was ready.
Ace ripped open the condom package and slid the latex over his cock. He liberally squirted lube over his erection before parting her ass cheeks and probing her entrance. A tremor raked her body and he wasn’t sure if she was nervous or excited.
“I promise I won’t hurt you,” he said. “You can tell me to stop at any time. All right, Little Red?”
“All right, Ace.”
“Push out against me, sweetheart. I promise this is going to feel good.”
As Ace sank into her tight channel, he could feel the vibration of the toy in her pussy. He’d nearly forgotten it. Sliding his hand around her hip and down to her pussy, he slid the toy in and out of her. This wasn’t just about claiming her. He wanted to please her.
Red began pushing back against him, taking him deeper. As he continued to tease and torment her sweet pussy, he started a slow easy rhythm, his cock filling her ass again and again. He wanted her to come, to squeeze his cock. Ace wanted to hear her pleasure when she found her release. As he thrust the vibrator faster, he began pounding into her.
“Come for me, Red.”
Red whimpered and her body tensed. A moment later, a long, keening cry slipped past her lips as her ass clenched his cock. Unable to hold himself in check any longer, Ace fucked her with long, deep strokes. Just as he was coming, he leaned forward and sank his fangs into her shoulder, marking her as his mate. The hint of her blood was sweet on his tongue as he emptied himself inside the condom. They were bound now, a united pair. He lapped at her wound as he eased his cock from her body. Ace tossed the vibrator aside and pulled Red into his arms.
“That wasn’t so horrible, was it?”
She laughed softly. “If that’s what you consider horrible, something good would probably kill me. I don’t think I can use my legs.”
He kissed her shoulder. “Then I guess I’ll just have to carry you everywhere.”
Red turned in his arms. “I’m really yours now, aren’t I? You’ve claimed me?”
“Yes. You’re mine, now and always.”
They stretched out in front of the fire, Ace’s arms wrapped around her. She toyed with the hair on his arm as she contemplated the dancing flames.
“Who do you think owns this house?” she asked.
His eyebrows lifted. “That’s a random question, all things considered.”
She rolled to face him. “I was just thinking…we need a house, right? Why not purchase this one? Then we can lie in front of this fireplace for many nights to come and remember this night.”
“I think there’s a bit of a romantic in you,” he said as he smoothed her hair back from her face.
“Do you think they’d sell it to us?” she pressed.
“I’ll check on it in the morning. For tonight, I want to while away the hours making love to my mate.” Her stomach rumbled. “But maybe I should feed you some of those strawberries first.”
Red laughed. “Yes, food. And then I want you to make love to me again. I want you to take me again and again, until I can’t walk.”
“Not much of a challenge. You already told me your legs don’t work.”
She playfully slapped his arm. “You know what I mean.”
“I know what you mean, Little Red. But I also know you’re still healing, and as much as I’d love to make love to you until the sun comes up, I think you’ll have to settle for some cuddle time.”
She pouted.
“All right. Maybe one more time.”
She trailed her fingers across his jaw. “You know I love you, don’t you?”
“Yes, Ruby. I know you love me. And if it’s half as much as I love you, then I am truly blessed.”
Red settled back into his embrace and they watched the flickering flames together. Red had done the impossible. She’d tamed the big, bad wolf. She’d not only managed to heal herself, but she’d healed him, too. And for that, he would be forever grateful to her. Ace knew he would spend the rest of his life making her feel loved and cherished, and the thought brought him a sense of peace.
THE END
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What happens when you get two artist romantics together? An impulsive marriage proposal – and a woman who says yes (on the first date)! While Jessica’s husband may not have intended for the words “marry me” to pop out on their first date, she surprised him even more by saying yes! That was over 14 years ago and they’re hoping for many more years together.
Jessica Coulter Smith began writing at an early age, but it wasn’t until 2008 that someone convinced her to have one of her stories published. When she received her acceptance letter in August 2008, it set her on an incredible journey, one she hopes will never end. In 2010, she decided to stay home with the kids and write full-time. It’s a decision she hasn’t regretted, and one that will hopefully result in many more stories to come.
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