Gifted Lance

by Brittany White

  “Fuck, Sasha,” he moaned. “You’re perfect. So perfect.”

  She squeezed her muscles around him, and his eyes bulged open. “Christ,” he hissed. “No one has ever been able to do that before.”

  “I think,” she muttered. She wiggled her hips, and suddenly she gasped. He was sliding over a spot she’d never felt before, and sent shivers of pleasure throughout her body. “Oh God, right there. Right there,” she moaned.

  She panted. She was going to come, and all he was doing was touching that one spot. Heat flared within her, and she rolled her hips over and over again. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” she moaned. It exploded inside her, and suddenly, she was bouncing up and down to ride the wave of her second orgasm.

  “Shit! Sasha,” he cried out. He gripped her hips and forced her to slow down. “I’m not going to last if you’re doing that.”

  She convulsed and collapsed against him. “I’m sorry,” she said as she hid her face in his shoulder. “I didn’t know that spot even existed.”

  “I love a woman who comes easily, but it’s been awhile for me, and I want to make it good for you,” he said as he planted kissed on her shoulder.

  “Oh, it has been good for me,” she muttered. She bit her lip and finally raised her head. “Can we move to the bedroom now?”

  He raised his eyebrows. “Okay?”

  “You’ll see,” she whispered, and she tried to lift herself off him, but he gripped her hips.

  “Oh no. You’re not leaving.”

  She squealed when he lifted her off the couch. She tightened her legs around him, and as he began to walk, he moved inside her. “Oh,” she grunted.

  Suddenly, her back was against the wall, and he slowly slid out of her. “Cole,” she gasped.

  “Can’t help it,” he muttered. “Just need to feel it.” After a few strokes, he gripped her hips and began to move walk again. She saw the familiar walls of her bedroom, and squealed when they tumbled on the bed.

  Immediately, her legs were up, and he was sliding inside her again. She grabbed the sheets and arched her back. “Yes. No. Wait.”

  He froze. “What? What am I doing wrong?”

  “Pull out,” she whispered.

  “What?”

  “Pull out,” she insisted.

  * * *

  Cole was confused, but he did as she asked. He slowly pulled out of her warmth and stumbled off the bed. He didn’t know what he’d done, but he wasn’t going to continue if she didn’t want it.

  She flashed him the sexiest of smiles and got up on all fours. His eyes widened as he realized she was facing a mirror at the end of the bed. “It’s my favorite position,” she said as she reddened a little. “And I like to watch.”

  He growled and launched himself at her. On his knees behind her, he gripped her hips and slowly entered her. He watched her in the mirror. As he slid inside, inch-by-inch, her mouth dropped open, and her eyes closed with laden desire. Her long hair covered her, and he took and hand and swept the hair to one side.

  “I want to see those beautiful breasts swing when I plow you,” he muttered.

  Her eyes flew open, and she cried out when he was fully inside her. He felt her muscles contract around him, and his body quivered. His wolf liked her. He wanted to come out and play.

  Still, he held his wolf at bay. He didn’t want to hurt her or terrify her. He swung his hips back and forward, sliding the full length of his cock out of her warm and wet pussy. It was heaven.

  The little noises that she made when he buried himself inside her again were driving him crazy. He wanted to hear more. He wanted them louder.

  “Fuck, baby,” he moaned.

  “Harder,” she hissed.

  Gritting his teeth, he swung his hips harder. She cried out. “Oh God. Harder. Please.”

  Digging his nails into her hips, he complied, and he almost lost control as he slid into her. She pushed her ass back. “Harder, Cole. Please, fuck me harder. I know you want to.”

  That did it. He saw his eyes flash yellow and inside, his wolf howled, and he leaned over her and began to pound her.

  “Fuck, yes,” she screamed. “So good. Oh, God, I think I’m going to break.”

  “Baby,” he panted. “Fuck. FUCK!” They both panted and moaned as he kept up the pace, and he could feel his balls start to tighten. But God, he wanted to feel her come again. He reached and raked a nail over her clit.

  Her body bucked, and he watched as her mouth opened. “Come for me baby. Come, and scream my name,” he demanded as he did it again.

  She shoved her whole body backwards, bowed her back, and screamed his name as her body shook. Her muscles spasms squeezed him, and he howled as he slammed into her one last time and emptied himself inside her.

  Sasha closed her eyes as she tried to catch her breath. Cole had fallen to the bed, and he’d pulled her on top of him. For a few minutes, there was nothing they could say. They were both beyond spent.

  And what could she say? The sex had been incredible, but they both knew that. She’d felt a connection unlike anything else. Body and soul.

  She couldn’t keep denying it. She knew nothing about him, but he was hers.

  “Why did you choose to be a firefighter?” she whispered.

  His hand lazily stroked her body. “It’s a good fit for my personality. I have a dominant personality, and that means I like to take charge and protect. It feels good know that I protect people.” He nuzzled her neck. “And I don’t mind a little heat.”

  “What do you want in life?” She cocked her head to watch the slow curve of a smile cross his face.

  Finally understand that this is where you belong?

  She lightly hit him. “I’m just trying to get to know you. Answer the question.”

  “I want to know that I can protect my mate. I want to raise a litter of pups, and I want to have a life where everyone I care about is loved and safe.”

  She felt her heart start to beat a little faster. But of course he would say that. That’s what she wanted to hear.

  But somehow, she knew it was the truth.

  “You don’t have to believe tonight. Just tell me that you’ll give me the chance to prove it to you,” he whispered.

  “Okay.” She paused. “Do you always partially shift during sex?”

  He turned to stare at her. “Noticed that, did you?”

  She shrugged. “I told you. I like to watch.”

  “No, it doesn’t normally happen. My wolf liked what he saw. He liked when he felt. And he wanted to experience it a little more. I tried to keep it from happening. I didn’t want to hurt or scare you.”

  She bit her lip and traced a finger around his nipple. “You didn’t hurt me. It was the best sex I’ve ever had. And seeing you lose control like that, it kind of turned me on.”

  She heard a low rumble in his chest, and she shrieked just a little when he flipped her over and settled his weight on top of her. Her jaw dropped open when she felt his hard length settle between her thighs. “So soon?”

  He nipped at her shoulder. “That’s what you do to me. God, I want you in my arms. I want to be inside of you all the time.” He raised his head. “But I know you’re probably sore.”

  He tried to lift off her, but she raised her legs and trapped him in them. “I’m already wet,” she admitted.

  He probed at the entrance, and she lifted her hips. Slowly, he sank down in her.

  Before, they were wild and untamed. But now, he was unhurried as he slowly pulsed inside her. She felt sexy and luxurious as she stretched her body to test the different angles. She mewled. God, he felt good.

  His skin was warm under her fingers, and she explored him without hesitation. Where she was soft, he was hard. The muscles rippled under her touch, and she moaned. There wasn’t a single part about this man that she didn’t love.

  Love.

  The word wrapped around her as he touched his lips to hers. As much as she might want to deny it, she’d felt it the first ti
me she’d laid eyes on him. This wasn’t a blind date that turned into a forever kind of love. This was the man she was always meant to be with.

  He manipulated her hips up, and he she cried out as he touched that spot. Christ. It was going to be death of her. She swung her legs up higher and was rewarded as he sank deeper in her.

  “I love the noises that you make,” he muttered. “Fuck, baby, I think they actually make me harder.”

  She panted. “You’re the reason I’m making these noises,” she pointed out. “That cock is so good. And you’re tongue,” she sighed as his tongue swirled around her nipple.

  He pulled her hips off the bed as he cradled her, and he began to thrust quicker. At first they were shallow and teasing, but soon he was pounding her. She gasped and cried out, and as the tension built, he changed the angle again.

  There. He was hitting both spots in one thrust. She clawed at his back. “Cole,” she cried out. “I can’t handle it,” she gasped. She struggled to hang on as he relentlessly drew her to the brink of madness.

  “Baby, baby, my love,” she moaned. “Gonna come. Oh God, you’re going to make me come.”

  “I’m close. Come with me. Together,” he murmured. She closed her eyes and released the control as he slammed into her. Suddenly, he lifted her off the bed and rocked back on his heels.

  She clasped an arm around his neck, and when her whole weight settled on him, she lost it. Closing her eyes, she screamed as the orgasm rocked her, and he was gripped her hips, grounding her to him, as he let out a long guttural moan and spilled his seed inside her.

  Slowly, the fell back to the bed, and she squealed when he twitched inside her.

  “You are insatiable,” he muttered.

  She laughed tiredly. “Can’t help it. You’ve turned me into a monster. I have a feeling I’m going to be wet for you for the rest of my life.”

  He stilled on top of her.

  I love you.

  The words whispered around in her head, and she smiled. She was his mate. He belonged to her, and he would protect her. With a sight, she closed her eyes and let her guard down.

  I love you too.

  * * *

  THE END