by Roth
Her father had been against it from the beginning. She had heard Kyle and her father arguing numerous times about his relationship with her. Peren didn’t know why her father rejected the idea so much, but he was adamant that she sever ties with him. Kyle did that for her, the day he disappeared.
Now, she sat in the bed forcing her hands under her legs to keep from reaching for Lukian. Something about him called to her and made her want to run her fingers through his dark black curls and to see what hidden wonders lay under his tan pants and dark tee shirt.
The bed dipped down a little and she looked to find Lukian sitting near her. He didn’t try to touch her and she was grateful. If he did, she wasn’t sure she could stop herself from tearing his clothes off. He let out a tiny laugh and she looked over at him.
“What, my not being able to sleep funny to you?”
His lips curved upward, but he kept his eyes down. “No, sorry, just…umm…nothing, sorry.”
She rolled her eyes and turned to lie back down on the bed. Lukian went to get up to give her room for her legs. Don’t go! Please, God, don’t let him go. I feel safe with him near me. I can sleep when he’s close.
Lukian sat back down at the foot of the bed. Peren didn’t care what made him change his mind, she was just happy that he did. Now, maybe if she was lucky, he’d lie next to her and hold her in his arms. She had no clue how to ask him to do that without looking like a sleazebag, so she just lay still and pretended to drift off.
He slid up the bed, like a cat and moved next to her. He swept her long hair out of the way and put his solid body against hers, spooning her. Thank you, was all she could think when sleep grabbed hold of her.
* * * *
Lukian lay there, listening to Peren breathe as she drifted off to sleep. He could barely contain his excitement enough to lie still and hold her in his arms. She’d wanted him to do this! She’d wanted him to stay with her. He made her feel safe and that was what he wanted most.
He tried his best to be a gentleman with her, but every now and then he’d let his fingertips brush the underside of her breast while she slept. Her body curled into his each time he did it, so he assumed she enjoyed it. He was positive he did.
Lukian was unable to fight off an erection being this close to her. He couldn’t help himself when he rubbed up against her backside—it just happened. He tried to be discreet, but having her in his arms, in his bed, was more than even he could bear.
“Luke,” she said softly in her sleep.
The sound of his name falling from her sweet lips made him even harder. He knew he couldn’t walk, so running wasn’t an option. If this kept up much longer, he’d be screaming in want for her and possibly changing. He’d never felt this raw need to be with someone before and it actually left him a little scared. That wasn’t something he felt often.
Peren shifted in her sleep and called out his name again. She turned slightly, putting her large breast in his hand. He let out a small noise and cupped it gently. His fingers ran over her soft nipple and found it responding to his touch. Everything in his brain said to get up and leave her alone. She was just an innocent, scared young woman, who was reaching out to someone she believed could protect her. Even as he thought it, he knew that it wasn’t true. She was his mate, he was sure of it. He just wasn’t sure how or why.
Peren moved again, running her hand over his hip. She kneaded at the material and her nails scraped his leg. He pulled on her body and brought them even closer together. He pressed himself firmly against her back, rubbing against her. Dry humping her wasn’t nearly as good as getting to be in her, but it was all he had at the moment. Her hands moved upward and pushed between their bodies. He sucked in his breath and was afraid to move when her hand grabbed hold of his cock.
Don’t move, don’t make a sound, maybe you won’t wake her…don’t, oh!
She began to stroke him through his pants. He moved his hands down long enough to unzip himself and then moved them back up to touch her stomach and breasts. He wanted to put his hand on her bare skin and run his hand under his tee shirt, the one she now wore on her body. He wanted to feel if her skin was a soft as it looked.
He moaned, softly, as her fingers slid into the front of his open pants and took hold of the length of him. He’d stopped wearing underwear years ago and was suddenly very thankful for the decision. Peren pushed her butt up and at him. He’d had enough, if this kept up, he’d end up taking her right then and there and that would make him no better than the man who’d wanted to rape her. He pulled away.
“No…don’t go…stay with me and…” her voice faded off.
Lukian leaned down and looked at her, her hand still held tight to his throbbing cock. “You’re awake.”
She made a soft almost purr-like noise that sent him over the edge. He brought his lips down on her neck and took in her vanilla scented skin. She wore her attraction to him like a second perfume, but she also smelled of fear. His body reacted and he wrapped her protectively in his arms. “My sweet Peren.”
* * * *
His Peren? The sound of that was so amazingly soothing. She held the length of his penis in her hand, stroking his mass gently, wondering, if it came to it, could she take all of him? Kyle had been average size, which had been more than enough for her. Now, holding Luke and having trouble getting her fingers to meet scared her.
How gentle a lover is he?
Her answer came in the form of him sliding his hands down her back and gently massaging her sore muscles. The touch of his rough hands on her skin made her want to pull away; the feel of her inner thighs tightening made her stay still. He moved her hand away from him and turned her body over more. His weight shifted and his hands moved to both sides of her spine. He rubbed so gently at first that she wasn’t even sure he was there at all, then he increased his pressure. She moved her head forward into the pillow to allow him access to her neck. His fingers found her and worked out the knots that had built up there over the last few months.
No one had ever taken this much time pampering her, not even Kyle. Sure, he’d been gentle with her, but never really focused on her needs. He’d always seemed to be too busy concentrating on not coming too soon to worry about pleasing her.
Peren tightened when she felt Lukian’s hands move lower down her back. He answered by forming tiny circles along the base of her spine to relax her. She moved her hands down, pulled her shirt up and pushed the already loose waistband of the borrowed sweatpants down her hips.
Lukian drew in his breath. She hesitated and waited for the touch of his hands to return. She didn’t want to scare him away. His fingers slipped up and under the remainder of her shirt and aided in easing it up and over her head. She wiggled out of it and let it drop to the floor. She turned with her arm cupping her exposed breasts, still on her stomach, needing to see his face.
Intense royal blue eyes, craving her body, stared back at her. She turned towards him and watched as his amazingly crisp eyes fell lower over her body.
* * * *
She’s beautiful, Lukian thought as he stared at Peren’s half-dressed body. The fact that she was shy about having her breasts exposed to him only served to turn him on more. He leaned forward and put his hand out. He had to touch her tight stomach. He had to run his fingers over her skin.
Yes, it’s as soft as I thought, maybe even softer.
Peren’s arm slid down and he was left with his face hovering over her pink nipples. His beast tried to come up while he took in her scent again. He pushed the wolf down and leaned forward, drawing her nipple into his mouth. Her body reacted as if she was cold and her nipple hardened. He pulled on it gently with his teeth, rolling it around his mouth.
He felt her desire to hold him, to run her fingers through his hair. He noticed that she was keeping her hands up above her head and knew that she was afraid of the way she felt for him. He released her nipple and watched it stand at attention in the cool air of the room. The impulse to let his tongue flicker
back over it overcame him and he did.
Lukian sat up and pulled his shirt off slowly. He could hear her thoughts and smiled. He looks like he’s been carved from marble. Peren’s voice sounded every bit as sweet in his head as it did aloud. He let the sound of it roll around a little before he leaned in closer. He could sense her need to touch him again. He tipped down and took her hand, putting his chest in her face in the process. To his surprise and delight, she bit at his skin, but pulled back quickly.
Oh, shit, I bit him. What the hell…please don’t think I’m one of those…please don’t think I’m one of those.
It took everything he had not to laugh at her. She was so sweet and innocent, yet none of the above. He slid his hands over hers and cupped them. He could sense her desire for him to make love to her like it was his own. He could easily see himself obliging.
* * * *
What am I doing? This has gone too far. Peren’s conscience ate at her. Her body ignored it. The feel of Lukian so close to her, his chest brushing past her face was too much. She knew the moment that her teeth sank down into his warm flesh that she’d crossed that line, that invisible barrier that most women have that keeps them from giving themselves to anything with a pulse.
Lukian held her hands in his and kissed her mouth, her cheeks, neck, breasts. She moaned slightly as his lips touched hers. He pulled back and gazed down at her with a look of adoration. She used this opportunity to free her hands from his grasp, reaching down and removing her sweatpants. Luke’s eyes widened and he sat up on his knees to help her.
His thick rough hands brushed past her stomach as he tugged the pants down her legs. She thought she would die from delight when his fingers grazed over her butt. She hadn’t put on underwear after her shower. She didn’t have any extra and being drug around on the ground with her skirt riding up high had left hers dirty and unusable. Lukian’s face hovered over her neatly trimmed curls. She’d taken to leaving only a strip of hair, a runway, so to speak. She felt him blow a puff of cool air across her now blisteringly hot inner thighs. She let out a whimper and reached down for him.
He tossed her pants aside and slid in between her legs. Kyle had been her only lover and he’d never put his face near her lower regions. She tried to scoot her body up on the bed in an attempt to get away. She wanted him, but was now nervous, having his head so close to her cunt. His fingers spread her velvety folds, opening her, nicking her swollen clit. A wave of pleasure went through her thighs. A shaking, involuntary jerking headed down towards her ankles. She was unable to control herself and continued to move up and away from him. His hands pulled her hips back down towards his face as his tongue flickered over her. Lukian thrust his fingers into her and she knew that her pussy was involuntarily clenching down around them.
* * * *
Lukian pushed a third finger in to spread her more. He didn’t want to cause her pain, but wanted to stretch her body to be sure she’d accept all of him. He bent his face down into her, taking a deep breath, wanting always to remember the smell of her pleasure.
He licked along the inner ridge of her pursed lips, finding her clit, red, swollen and waiting for him. He slid his mouth over it and drew it in, gently. In a flash, he was running his tongue over it quickly, then stopped to suck on it. He kept his fingers moving in and out of her, leaving the fruits of his labor dripping down his hand and over her sweet ass. He brought his tongue down to lap it up. He didn’t want to let a good thing go to waste.
He let one of his fingers slide into her tight ass, pushing past the pink rosette. She cried out and bucked against his hand, riding his fingers harder than he’d have thought she’d have liked. Lukian pushed his face deep into her hot little cunt, licking her, fucking her with his fingers, taking her virgin ass.
No…more…more…oh, Luke…oh. He laughed softly into her as he heard her thoughts projected onto him. He pulled his face away from her very swollen, very wet pussy and slid his pants off.
* * * *
“Please,” was all she could get out. She wasn’t sure if it was please stop, or please go. It didn’t matter. They were too far gone now for her to put the brakes on. She leaned up on her elbows and found Lukian standing at the foot of the bed, stroking his hard cock. He leaned forward and stuck his finger deep within her and pulled it out, taking with it a string of her searing come.
She bit her lip and drew in her breath as she watched him rubbing her come on his shaft until it glistened. She pulled her legs up and out, showing him that she was ready and willing to accept him, if she could. Her eyes widened as he seemed to grow larger by the second. His length was impressive, he had Kyle beat by at least three inches, but that wasn’t what made her doubt if she could handle him. It was his girth. She’d never dreamt that they came in that size.
How the hell does he walk and not fall forward from the strain of that?
She watched as a tiny smirk came over Lukian’s face. He climbed onto the bed on all fours and crawled over her. The primal look on his face said that he was thinking only of sticking his mass deep within her. She should have been ashamed of herself for falling so fast into Lukian’s bed, but instead, she regretted having not met him sooner. She wanted him deep within her, like she’d never wanted anything in her life before. The need for air seemed secondary next to the need to have Lukian’s cock between her legs.
She put her hands around his neck, trying to pull his head down to her, but he held his body up still. She clung to his body, like a rag doll, wanting him to slam himself into her and grind her into a state of numbness.
The mushroom shaped tip of him touched her entrance. His shoulders tightened, he was about to pull away. “No,” she pleaded, as she tugged on his neck. She wouldn’t let him back out now. Every fiber of her being wanted him and she’d have him.
The look in his unnaturally blue eyes said that he was doing everything in his power to restrain himself. She kissed along his jaw line and tried to coax him into her. He didn’t budge.
* * * *
Lukian wanted to thrust into her probably more than she wanted him to, but he had to try and keep a level head about him. It was hard as hell and so was he. He tried to stand, but Peren was pulling on him, begging him to stay with her.
He could tell from her scent that she was fertile and not taking any precautions of her own to prevent pregnancy. As much as he wanted to take her and make her his mate, he feared that his obsession would drive her away. He cursed silently to himself for not thinking of bringing condoms into his room. Being a lycanthrope prevented him from being able to catch any sort of STD’s and after speaking with Green he knew that the same was true for Peren as well.
He’s going to stop this. He doesn’t want me.
“I want you more than life itself, Peren,” he said softly to her.
* * * *
“Then take me,” she panted.
She looked at him and willed him to have her, to use her, to make her his own. Something about this glorious man called to her on a primitive level. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and let her upper body drop to the bed. She used her many years of gymnastics and martial arts training for purely selfish gain and flipped Luke over onto his back.
She pushed herself down onto him in one fluid motion, taking his shaft deep into her. She was so tight and he so large, that she thought he may rip her in two. She cried out, as did he. He tore into her, filling her with a mix of pleasure and pain. She leaned down onto him and found his mouth. His tongue met hers and his hands went to her waist. She matched the tiny swirl-like motion that she was making with her tongue with her hips.
“Peren, you feel so damn good,” he said, with a low growl.
His scent, a cross between sweat and musk, sent her pheromones into overdrive. She thrust herself onto him, taking him deeper within her. The pressure was so great that she had to pull away from his mouth to let the cries within her out. The cool air from the room made its way between them and she took a deep breath in, trying t
o avoid hyperventilating. His hands moved to her hips and yanked her body down onto his, harder and faster. She had to use her arms to steady herself, moving up and down on him.
“Oh, yes, Lukian, yes!”
* * * *
Being sheathed inside Peren’s body left him feeling removed from himself. She was so hot and tight that he felt like he was dipping himself into a tight vat of hot oil. She was teasing him, her ample breasts bouncing in his face. He leaned up and grabbed hold of a nipple, sucking hard. Peren’s rhythm changed. She slammed down on him so fast and furious that their bodies began to make slapping noises. Sweat-soaked and past the point of being able to stop, he tried to lift her off of him. He gave one final suck of her erect nipple and looked up into her face.
“Off…off…I’m gonna…come,” he said, franticly.
Her eyes shifted colors, like his could do if he wasn’t careful. The green in them deepened and the tiniest hint of amber wolf pushed through. She leaned down and grabbed his head to her chest. Her warm breasts pushed into his face. He fought the urge to bite down on them and leave his mark. He wanted to claim her as his own, but…
“Off…baby, I can’t hold it…I’m going to come in your hot, wet…oh…” His voice sounded weak, even to him.
She yanked the back of his hair and slammed her body onto him. She tightened around him, as her orgasm hit, contracting, milking him. Her eyes rolled back slightly.
Give it to me…I want to feel your hot come in me…I want to feel you exploding deep inside me…“Luke...” she said, softly.