Delighted she turned to Ringo and saw humor dancing in his eyes.
“It’s beautiful,” she said.
“Not as beautiful as you. Or as delicious, I suspect.”
Love for this town, these people and her mate filled her with a trembling joy that she’d never known before. Carefully placing the tiny cake on a plate, she grabbed a fork and looked at him. “Come on. Let’s have this in bed.”
Seated in the middle of her turned-down bed, the lovely cake between them, Rayne watched Ringo reach for a long-stemmed red rose some romantic soul had left lying on a pillow. He took it and reached out to drag the silky petals over the tip of her breast. Hunger of another kind took hold. The petals drifted over her collarbone and down her center until they prodded lightly at the lips of her pussy.
“Ringo,” she whispered, closing her eyes.
“I’m right here.”
“I want you. Want to taste you.”
“Come and get me, darlin’.”
The wicked sexiness of his voice whipped through her and as he set the flower aside, she dipped her finger in the creamy chocolate frosting. She spread a dollop over the head of his penis. “Mm. I love chocolate.”
“Dear gods!”
Bending to him, she drew her tongue over his tightly muscled abs and took his cock in her fist. Squeezing and releasing the base, she trailed her tongue hungrily over his chocolate-covered penis and lapped it up, tasting the candy and him. When she glanced up, she saw his eyes were closed. Rayne gave him a gentle shove and crawled up between his sprawled thighs so she could more easily work him over with her lips and tongue. “You are delicious, my man,” she whispered against the head of his cock. Sucking gently, then with more force, she drew her hands over the thick stalk, tracing the heavy veins, learning him.
“Take me.”
“Yeah. Okay.” Rayne opened her mouth over him and took him deep. Sucking him, drawing on him was a provocative experience. “I think we should do this a lot. What do you think?”
“Hell yeah. Aw, Rayne.”
Finally speech was impossible as she licked and sucked his cock. She felt him go still, thought he was on the verge of shooting his semen into her waiting mouth but then he surprised her. Growling low, he caught her up and sent her sprawling upon the bed.
Rayne laughed.
“You’ll pay for this,” he said, grinning. Flipping her quickly onto her tummy, he yanked her hips high and positioned her knees on the bed. Carefully, he reached out and widened her knees, placing her body exactly as he wanted it.
Silence fell.
He was looking at her. Just looking.
“Your pussy is glistening. You’re so wet it’s on the insides of your thighs. Beautiful.”
Rayne opened her mouth to speak but there were no words. They froze on her tongue as he dipped his finger deep in the drenched folds of her pussy. “Gonna taste some of that chocolate, darlin’,” he drawled.
Oh my gods!
Tense and waiting, she felt movement behind her and knew he was gathering frosting on his fingers. She jumped when he began to spread it on the lips of her sex and over her throbbing clit. Anticipation curled low in her belly, rolled through her thighs and tormented the tips of her breasts. And then his mouth was on her cunt, eating the chocolate like the greatest of connoisseurs. He slid his tongue over her swollen lips and then spread them open while he dined at her clit. It was too much and she came with a low cry.
His breath soughed over her folds and a shiver of pleasure swept her body. His voice was dark and edgy with lust. “Do you have some lube?”
“Bedside drawer.”
“Stay where you are.”
Waiting on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed, she watched him go to the drawer she’d indicated and take out the unopened tube of lubricant. His eyes were trained on her as he squeezed some into the palm of his hand and worked the stuff over his big cock. Rayne swallowed a deep moan and then he was behind her again.
“You have a virgin ass, Rayne. I’m going to get you fixed up here. Are you ready for this?”
“Yes!”
He’d coated his fingers with lube again and pressed his fingers gently at her anus. Circling, circling, circling. Rayne tensed as he slipped the tip of one finger into her tightly puckered opening.
“You okay?”
“Yeah. More.”
Slowly he slid the finger just a tiny bit deeper and the intense feeling of fullness made her go completely still. Dark pleasure, deep desire caught her up and her heart started to pound hard in her chest. She wanted everything with Ringo, every bit of pleasure there was to be found.
His other big hand rubbed gently over one ass cheek as he sent the finger farther, deeper. Ringo stroked the base of her spine. “Relax, darlin’.”
She was speechless at the delight that filled her up, spiraling slowly through her belly. He moved his hand from her back and teased her clit until helplessly, she backed up against him. “Gonna add another.”
“Okay, Ringo. Yes.”
Tentatively, he added another and once she was completely filled, he moved them apart and together. She’d never known he was such a patient man because he spent many minutes stretching her and then finally he removed his fingers.
The instant emptiness had her backing against him and Ringo soothed her by pressing tender kisses to her ass and lower back. He stroked his hands over her thighs to gentle her and then suddenly she felt the head of his cock press her there in that virgin place. “Gods, Ringo. Yes.”
Slowly he entered her. Slowly. Slowly. Once he was seated deep, a low burning began. Dark and decadent as the chocolate he’d eaten from her drenched pussy. Moving through her body, he whispered his love. He told her of his need.
Caught up in the intimacy of the act, Rayne joined him in the dark dance. His fingers played at her pussy as he thrust, gradually increasing the pace. She wanted more. She wanted it harder, deeper.
Then finally Ringo went still and with a low groan spilled his cum deep in her body. Rayne’s own orgasm was stronger than hell as she clenched around his cock with violent spasms.
Together they collapsed on the mattress. Ringo’s heavy weight at her back was delicious but then he pulled out of her body and moved to her side. The parting was brief and Rayne soon found herself snuggled tightly against his hot body. Her hands swept his back and played along his trim waist.
After a moment Ringo pressed a kiss to the top of her head as several wolves howled in the distance. She went still and looked up at him. The expression on his face was grim.
“What’s happening?”
“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart.”
“Tell me. You don’t have to protect me anymore. I’m a full-fledged she-wolf now.”
Ringo sighed and looked at her. “Reckon the rogues are getting a taste of pack justice. They were all meeting at the ranch tonight. Had to do it tonight since the Supreme is leaving tomorrow. He wanted to see that justice was met.”
A shiver raced up her spine as she thought of the ancient ritual. Criminal lycans were given a thirty-minute head start and then the others would shift and give chase. Pack justice. Rayne shuddered and part of her hoped the men and the single woman who’d broken their laws might gain their escape tonight. Then she thought of the terror and carnage they’d left in their wake and quickly changed her mind.
“Don’t think about it,” Ringo said. “It’s out of our hands. It was out of our hands the moment they began to prey on the innocent.”
“At least it’s a fair fight. I mean, it’s a battle to the death but it will be honest. One lycan fighting another.”
“It’s the way of our people, darlin’. Once a crime against humans is committed, it draws attention to us. We can’t have that.”
“I know. It could mean our destruction.” Rayne released a breath.
Ringo came up on an elbow and leaned down to kiss her lips. “Let’s not think of this. This is our consummation night, Rayne, and
I want everything perfect for you.”
“It has been. I love you, Ringo. I’ll continue to love you.”
Ringo leaned close, his smile open, his eyes filled with absolute certainty. “And I love you, Rayne Ramone. Always have. Always will.”
His words made her heart soar. And as he kissed her with a gentleness she would never have expected from her rough lycan mate, she gloried in the adoration she felt sweeping from him to her. It lifted her up and gave her strength. Yeah, she might be part wolf but she was wholly a woman. Thanks to Ringo and his love.
About the Author
Regina Carlysle is an award-winning, multi-published author. She likes writing that is hot, edgy and often humorous, and puts this trademark stamp on all of her stories. Regina lives in west Texas with her husband of 25 years and counting, and is a doting, fawning, over-indulgent mother to her two kids. When she’s not penning steamy erotic tales or hot contemporary stories, she’s indulging in long chats with friends who help her stay sane and keep her laughing.
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