by Rose, Dahlia
April whispered urgently, “Taste me, please! I want to feel your mouth on me.”
Kale’s moan was guttural. He buried his face between her legs and began to lick at her pussy like a man possessed. His tongue penetrated over and over again before he sucked at the bud of her clit. She cried out when his fingers replaced his tongue, going deeper inside her with increasing pressure. Her hips moved to meet each thrust of his fingers. Her head arched against the Afghan as the sensation rolled through her. Her mouth opened in a silent cry as she gripped the fabric spread on the grass and the green blade broke beneath her clenched fingers
She lifted her hips, pumping against his hand, reaching for the pinnacle of pleasure that was careening closer to her with each lick of his tongue. When she came, she cried out. Each time her pussy gushed its fluid, he moaned and pressed his mouth to her with more insistence. Her fingers grabbed at his hair, pulling him to her while his body came apart under his mouth.
“I want you inside me. Please, Kale, please!” she begged on breathless pant.
The look in his eyes was almost predatory when he raised his head. He flipped her on her back easily and raised her knees so her ass was high in the air. She didn’t need to be a wolf to know this was a dominant male taking his mate. His hand fingered the swollen lips of her pussy before he impaled her on his cock. He reached around grabbed her hips, lifting her against him with each thrust into her waiting pussy. He groaned a long, deep sound that was filled with excitement and pleasurable torment. April began to undulate on his rod and their dance began.
“Ah yes, yes, fuck me.” April arched her back as he pumped into her. She could feel the thickness of his cock spreading her wide and cause delicious friction to the walls of her pussy.
Kale leaned over her and his powerful thighs brushed against her. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back so more of her neck was exposed and nipped it while he took her. The combination of being filled with him and his hot mouth biting at her neck made her pussy clenched around him. This went past any time they had made love. Now Kale was unrestrained with no more secrets. April like under the moonlight with the truth out, he was free to be who he was.
“More, Kale, give me more!” she cried out.
She was thrilled with his fierce passion. He pulled out almost all the way and the tip of his cock poised at her entrance before he slid back into her deep with a harsh, low groan. He fucked her with smooth, deep strokes. He murmured her name, whispering words of love and possession until she could hardly stand it. The fire that was in him consumed her. Hot and slick, she felt his thick member glide along her insides, and it made every nerve ending sensitive to every movement. His hand was on her back, pressing into her and holding her at the same time. She reared backwards to meet his every thrust, and their bodies met with a slapping sound.
“April, I can’t hold out much longer,” Kale said in a low voice. “You’re mine, always.”
She loved what his words implied. He was going to be with her and her dreams were finally coming true. “Come for me; be with me,” he demanded, and pumped into her with such ferocity that she could only hold on to the swirling haze of pleasure around her.
April could feel her body reaching for the pinnacle of her orgasm. She tried to muffle her scream as her body shook from the intensity. A fierce cry tore from his lips and his hot see filled her with every thrust. He kept up his movements until she cried as she came again, mingled with his own release. He lowered himself to the afghan and pulled her down with him, curling his body around hers. Even in the midst of their passionate lovemaking, his body comforted hers as they cooled.
“We should go inside to bed,” she murmured while she lay in his arms. “God knows what the neighbors will think.”
“They probably think that a wolf is loose in the neighborhood.” His voice rumbled in her ear, and it held laughter. “Do you know how wonderful it feels to have the woman I love say she loves me just the way I am?”
“I would have told you the same thing years ago.” April turned to face him. “Couldn’t you tell that since the first time we were together, I fell so hard for you there was no going back?”
“I heard the love, but was so afraid to believe it,” Kale murmured. “But not anymore. I’m to be with you.”
He stood, and she loved how the moonlight spilled over his naked form. Kale lifted her into his arms and strode into her house. He put her down just long enough to lock the sliding door before lifting her once more and taking her to her bedroom. They took a shower and then slid into bed. He kept nuzzling her neck and kissing her gently while she slipped into a blissful sleep knowing Kale was finally hers.
* * * *
April opened her eyes, saw the sun break the horizon, and his fingers draw lazy circles on her thighs. She burrowed her nose in the pillow and hid her wide smile. She was expecting to wake up and see that last night had just been an elaborate dream she’d concocted because she missed him.
“You’re not asleep,” he murmured.
“I could say the same for you,” April said as she turned to him. She threw her arms around his neck. “I thought for a moment it was all a dream.”
He ran his hand through her hair before caressing her face with his thumbs. “This is no dream. You and I are actually in this place, right here, right now, together.”
“What happens in three weeks when its time to leave?” she asked.
A slow smile spread across his face. “You still have doubts, don’t you, darlin’? I’m not going anywhere. If you’ll have me, I’m here to say. My job can get me on a chopper to anywhere I need to be. But each time, I’ll be coming back here…to you…. That is, if you’ll have me?”
“You bet I’ll have you. Try leaving me now.”
“I like the sound of that.”
April was going to say something again, but all words were lost beneath his kiss. He filled her mouth with his tongue and pulled her beneath him.
He lifted his head. “I’m going to show you exactly what having you in my life means to me. No holding back.”
She could only nod before he took her lips.
She reached down to stroke his cock and he ordered, “Not yet.”
He pulled her naked body to him, and the contact of skin on skin made her gasp in pleasure. “You are worth more to me than my life itself, April. My love is yours.”
She let his words wash over her and then all thought was lost when he bent his head to her breasts. His big hands took both the smooth, voluptuous globes together so he could lick and suck them with his mouth and tongue. April arched so she could be closer to his lips. She wanted him to take all of her, to feast on her and never stop.
She moaned in pleasure, and he rewarded her by sucking each of the big nipples deep into his mouth. His hands travel down her body while his mouth played at her breasts. Between her legs, he found her pussy already slick and wet for him. Without any pretense, he slid two fingers deep inside her, and her body shuddered in pleasure.
“Oh God, yes!” she gasped out.
“Do you like it, like my fingers inside you?” His whisper was fierce. “You’re so hot on the inside. I can feel the walls of your pussy clinging to my fingers.”
“More, Kale, give me more!” April moaned and her head thrashed on the pillow.
His fingers went deeper inside her, but still, she wanted more. She wanted him to fill her with his cock, and even though she begged him through his patient manipulations of her pussy and clit, he would not give her what she wanted desperately.
“You’re going to come for me, sweet baby?” He whispered against her breasts. “You are going to come all over my fingers, aren’t you, dirty girl?”
“Yes, yes!” April cried out and her body shook with the pleasure he inflicted.
He stopped his diligent movements and, still, her body undulated on his digits. She couldn’t seem to control herself. April wanted him so much it was like if a hunger inside her could not be sated.
She could see feel his heated gaze on her. “That’s it, fuck my fingers inside. You take them, baby.”
April cried out as her body convulsed. She dug her heels into the bed and pushed herself onto his fingers. Her body shook as she came, releasing its juice on his hand. Even though her body trembled, she was delirious with want. She scrambled to her knees so his cock was right at her mouth. April licked the tip, and she heard his breath hiss from between his lips as his hips jerked.
He pulled away from her. “No, not yet. Play with me, tease me.”
April followed his request and wrapped her fingers around the smooth, hard shaft. She stroked his cock with long movements from the tip to the base. She increased the pressure off her hand with slow deliberation. She palmed the heavy sacks of his balls before she licked them. She watched as his eyes close and his neck arch in pleasure. April wanted to taste him and, going against his directions, she wrapped her lips around his cock and took it deep into her mouth. Kale groaned and it was one of agonized pleasure. She sucked until his cock swelled in her mouth. Knowing he was about to come made her wild.
Kale pulled away, breathing harshly. “Oh, no, darlin’, I’m going to fuck you hard.” He laid her on her side and his fingers probed her before the tip of his cock penetrate her. As he sank deep, she heard him groan. “Oh yes, April, you feel so damn good.”
To prove his point, Kale thrust into her hard and she cried out. “Fuck me, please don’t tease me!”
He didn’t listen. The tip of his shaft played at the entrance of her pussy, but only for an instant before he pumped himself between the waiting lips. His guttural cry mingled with hers. April was so full of him, and excitement built inside her so much so that the velvety walls of her pussy clenched around him.
He thrust into her over and over again, letting his body slapped against her. He lifted her leg so he could find deeper penetration. He gained it, and she whimpered his name. All thoughts were lost while he pounded himself inside her, and she matched his every move. Kale’s hand move around to rub her clit, and with gentle pressure to that sensitive bud, he caused her to come once again.
“Oh, God!” She kept repeating the one phrase because nothing else could break through the pleasurable intensity that swirled inside her. She could feel his wet fingers swirl around the opening to her ass. He slipped his finger inside and matched the thrust of his cock. He stroked her back as he fucked her, caressed her breasts, and played with her clit, bringing her past the point of reality. In the bedside table, she kept the liquid that would lubricate the tight entrance of her ass. Kale reached for it, easily knowing exactly where to look. He should, since he was the one who had taught her that new kind of sexual play in the years he visited her.
Kale rubbed the lubricant between the check of her ass and onto the tight buttonhole. His finger slipped inside easily to tease her, and soon his cock was pressed in place of his fingers. His hand roamed to her clit, rubbing once again, and her body bucked against him. He thrust his cock forward slowly, inch by torturous inch. He filled her until, at last, he was buried inside her.
April could feel every inch of his engorged cock and when he began to move, all thought was lost. She could hear his breathing in her ear and then he placed gentle kisses on the lobe. “You are so tight. God, I’m trying to be gentle, but you’re making me crazy.”
She didn’t want gentle. She wanted him in all ways passionate and intense. She moved against him and Kale’s low moan told her he felt the same way she did. He took the lead and sank himself to the hilt. She cried out as the friction built. April trembled with each thrust. Their bodies were covered with a fine sheen of perspiration. Kale’s moans filled her ears, and she had a heady a sense of sexual power. It was her, his mate, who shared this pleasure with him. No one else.
Her body bucked and writhed against his rod. April was caught by surprise as her orgasm took her. She screamed in ecstasy. He slipped his fingers inside her pussy while he filled her ass. This new action sent her over the edge once more. With a loud groan, he spilled his hot seed in her ass.
He pulled her close while they struggled for breath. The sun had risen in the sky and they lay in bed long after that, talking and filling in the gaps in their lives each other had missed. Her heart jumped in her chest knowing there was a new connection being formed, a bond that would not be broken. The man on the motorcycle that came roaring up the street yearly would not be leaving again. Kale was home.
Marines of May
Patience looked around at the Florida beach resort and sighed. Sandy beaches, waves breaking on the beach, and just a sense of peace and relaxation. She had to be forced on this vacation by her associates at the law firm. Too many long hours and countless battles in the courtroom had sent her into a state of exhaustion. So now she would spend two weeks soaking up the sun instead of the blistering cold winds of New York City in the winter. She left on May first, and it was supposed to be the height of spring in the city. Yet freezing rain was falling when her plane pulled away from the gate. She wasn’t sad to see the sky clear to blue when she left New York air space and headed into the sun. A vacation instead a constant battle of wills with defense attorneys who tried to put the guilty back on the streets. She was going to relish her free time. She would read a mountain of paperback novels that had grown dusty on her coffee table instead of law briefs. Patience grinned and almost felt giddy with happiness. Lord knows she was going to relish each minute.
She dove into the warm, crystal blue water and swam a little way out from South Beach. She stood the sandy bottom of the low tide surf and wiped the salt water from her eyes. Her thin black braids were heavy with water on her back, but she didn’t care. She stared at the white cabanas billowing on the beach. People were walking around drinking mimosas, and light music filtered through the air. Her heart couldn’t feel lighter. She loved the peace but wished for some excitement as well. People came to this part of Florida to forget their troubles and leave with new exciting memories.
She thought back to her life and found with disappointment she had few areas where she was truly excited. Her law degree was an accomplishment, making partner in the firm the same. But now she wanted life experiences, and she wondered how she could go about getting them. Does one wait for things like this to fall into one’s laps or go out looking for them?
She heard jet skis coming up to her and raised her hand to block the glare of the sun as they approached. Three men cut the engines when they got close to her. She amended that comment when she saw them. Make that three fine specimens, wow! They wore camouflage swim trunks and gave her sexy smiles. Their hair color ranged from blond to dark and sandy blond in between, low cut so she knew they had to be military. Hazel eyes to deep blue, all so well muscled and toned she could count each sculpted ab. Life experience here I come!
“Do you need us to give you a lift back to the beach? The party is starting,” the dark-haired one said. His voice was so smooth it felt like a caress.
“I swam out. I think I can make it back myself,” she replied with a small smile.
“So you don’t want three strong marines to help you?” the man with sandy blond hair asked.
“Does that line work on women?” she asked him directly.
“No, but I thought I’d try it anyway.” Sandy Blond gave her a grin, and her heart jumped. I should really get their names instead of using hair color.
“So who are you guys anyway? Where are you from?” She trailed her hand lazily through the water letting her body move with the surf.
The dark haired one spoke. “I’m Matt. The one who gave you the cheesy line is Derrick.” He pointed to the tall blond. “He is Stephen.” He looked at his friend the one with dark hair like him. “We’re on leave from Camp Lejeune in South Carolina. So now it’s your turn to tell us about you.”
“Patience,” she answered simply, and they all grinned so she asked, “Is something funny?”
Matt smiled. “You’re name makes you all the more delectabl
e. Come on in with us. We’d like to dance with you.”
“All of you?” she questioned.
“We’re brothers in arms. We don’t mind sharing,” Derrick answered. “We’re staying at The Crane Resort and Spa.”
“So am I.” Patience smiled.
“You never told us about yourself,” Stephen pointed out.
“Patience Green, lawyer,” she said. “I’m escaping the weather in New York City.”
“It must be really cold there this time of year,” Derrick commented.
“Very.” Patience met his gaze, and he winked.
“Are you cold, Patience?” Matt asked.
“Not much. It’s very warm here.” She couldn’t take her eyes off of his lips.
“Do you want to dance?” Stephen asked.
“Why not? I’m here to have fun.” Her eyes traveled down his chest, and she thought how lickable it looked.
Matt spoke up once more. “Want to ride on my jet ski?”
“I’ll swim in.”
She dove into the water hoping it would cool her heated skin. Those marines raised her blood pressure a few notches. Well you said you would take the bull by the horns. What about three? She got out of the water and walked up the beach with the question in her mind. Her work didn’t leave her time for much of a social life. Patience hadn’t had a date in almost ten months. Oh God, that long? She almost gasped as she dried her skin off. She noticed in two days that her light brown skin was two shades darker. Patience wrapped her sarong around her waist and accepted a glass of mimosa that a cabana boy offered to her. She took a sip and walked over to where the crowd had formed. By sunset she knew the party would be in full swing, and as she picked a strawberry up and dipped it into the chocolate fountain, she looked for the three marines. Her eyes found them walking up from the surf looking delectable.
They grabbed a few towels from the shelves that stood close to the cabanas. It felt as if their eyes never left hers while they toweled their hair dry and wiped excess water from their skin. An ache settled between her legs. If she ever wanted to know what it felt like to be undressed by someone’s eyes, that was it. More than one woman cast appreciative gazes in their direction. Either they ignored it or just didn’t care as they walked toward her. The DJ turned the music to a festive reggae beat just as the three men stood before her so close she could smell the sea on their skin.