She was adjusting and Varg's patience was wearing thin. He increased his pace. Before long he was relentlessly pistoning his cock into her body. The sound of their hips coming together formed a staccato rhythm. His lips pulled back, revealing sharp teeth. His nails had turned black again. He was still more man than beast, but the intense rush of pleasure was bringing out the side of him that reveled in emotion in sensation unfettered by conscious thought. The smell of dried blood from Aria's wounds excited this side of him, but also gave him enough lucidity and awareness to keep from fully transforming. He wasn't sure a human would be able to handle him in the state. His strength would be far greater than his human form already possessed, to say nothing of the change to his frame. In his full transformed state, Varg was an 8-foot-tall force of nature. Aria had only just lost her virginity. It would be too much for the poor girl to experience sex as his kind knew it.
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The air charged with a primal ferocity and she could feel Varg swell larger inside and without. She felt him change right beneath her hands, clinging legs and within her wet, clinging walls. The force of his driving impacts hit somewhere deep in her center. As he loosened his hold of his wildness, the powerful jabs hit harder, demanding that she adjust farther. A gasping scream of pain edged desire shot into the room and Aria's body froze in mid-convulsion. Her fingers dug hard enough to bleed Varg's bunched deltoids.
Aria's brown eyes seem to reflect Varg's glowing golden irises. Overlaying her own tumultuous emotions, she could sense Varg's need, his overriding desire to consume her and a glimmer of how much he held back from her. The tenderness and instinctive ease of rightness she feels for him settled over her and released the panicked response of her inexperience. Her body flowed almost boneless beneath him and drew him farther into her. The impacting thrusts bottoming within her sleek, caressing passage continued to create a swirling maelstrom of passion and pain.
Her hands moved to cradle his face in her palms and her thumbs grazed his lips. She rose as she pulled his face down and she kissed him. Licking her tongue along his sharper teeth, loosening a whimper when she nicked her tongue and sweet coppery taste of blood mixed into their kiss. She wrapped herself around him and held fast as she tried to meet him thrust for thrust. Gasping his name into his ear, she revealed to him everything she felt and asked for more.
Aria's brown eyes seem to reflect Varg's glowing golden irises. Overlaying her own tumultuous emotions, she could sense Varg's need, his overriding desire to consume her and a glimmer of how much he held back from her. The tenderness and instinctive ease of rightness she feels for him settled over her and released the panicked response of her inexperience. Her body flowed almost boneless beneath him and drew him farther into her. The impacting thrusts bottoming within her sleek, caressing passage continued to create a swirling maelstrom of passion and pain.
Her hands moved to cradle his face in her palms and her thumbs grazed his lips. She rose as she pulled his face down and she kissed him. Licking her tongue along his sharper teeth, loosening a whimper when she nicked her tongue and sweet coppery taste of blood mixed into their kiss. She wrapped herself around him and held fast as she tried to meet him thrust for thrust. Gasping his name into his ear, she revealed to him everything she felt and asked for more.
Varg tasted her blood and his instinctive mind went ballistic. It was a myth that a bite from a werewolf would turn someone into a werewolf. It was more complicated than that. But the taste of blood alone was enough to excite the animal in him. The hair on his body grew thicker and his cheekbones became more prominent. He finally let go and began fucking Aria as hard as he could. The pacing was intense.
One of his arms went under Aria's back and pulled her against him. Her breasts pressed into his chest. The muscles under his skin felt like warm steel. His lithe frame hid inhuman strength. And that supernatural power was now being used to give her pleasure.
One of his arms went under Aria's back and pulled her against him. Her breasts pressed into his chest. The muscles under his skin felt like warm steel. His lithe frame hid inhuman strength. And that supernatural power was now being used to give her pleasure.
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Varg pulled her up hard against him with an ironclad hold around her back. Their muscular, toned chests flexed, pushed, contracted and caressed each other as he battled to conquer Aria. She fought to meet him, take him, yielded everything she is to him as her high keening moans filled the room. Punctuated by a bursts of air as Varg pounded heatedly into her warm embrace.
Her eyes closed as sharply jagged streaks of pleasure compounded from various points of her body. Her sight filled with a hazy, lightening shades of red. She could only feel her aching nipples dragging against his hard chest, the flexing of their abdomens, the sleek sweat dripping between them, the wet smack of his bunched body plunging swiftly into her vise like hold, and the oddly pleasurable shock of him bottoming out inside. Yet her body gave until she could take him in completely. Each time he fell into her, his body hit her sensitive clitoris and caused her to clench and pulse around him.
Her eyes closed as sharply jagged streaks of pleasure compounded from various points of her body. Her sight filled with a hazy, lightening shades of red. She could only feel her aching nipples dragging against his hard chest, the flexing of their abdomens, the sleek sweat dripping between them, the wet smack of his bunched body plunging swiftly into her vise like hold, and the oddly pleasurable shock of him bottoming out inside. Yet her body gave until she could take him in completely. Each time he fell into her, his body hit her sensitive clitoris and caused her to clench and pulse around him.
Varg growled and huffed out heavy breaths. He wouldn't risk transforming any further. No way the other tenants would fail to notice the sounds of that. Instead he just continued his relentless pounding. Varg was able to keep up his pace without stopping, his hips moving like a machine. His every movement caused a ripple up his spine and he was now clenching his jaw, the intensity in his eyes showing that he was waiting for her. He was trying to hold himself back from the brink.
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She didn't know when it changed. When the twinges of pain became another version of harsh pleasure. She didn't know exactly when the confusion of the explosive feelings turned into a growing need for everything Varg demanded and wanted more for herself. She didn't even know what she was trying to reach. She didn't know what it was she wanted so badly! She just knew that she could only reach it with Varg and his relentless, pounding lunges that seems to touch the very heart of her and more.
The shudders of rippling pleasure grew stronger and she's lost count of how many times she's convulsed helplessly beneath him. She contracted harder and longer, her muscles spasming aggressively, clenching like a vise around Varg's rigid shaft and crying out his name each time he hit down. It grew harder to breath, her body clenching in wickedly fast waves until she burst in overwhelming pleasure-pain! Aria's scream of need soaked into Varg's shoulder as she bit him. Her body froze around him but her silken passage shuddered around him over and over again. Even after she reached the peak of release, flooding over his rampant erection that plowed deep, Aria's body shook as waves of tangling pleasure-pain swept over her again and again.
The shudders of rippling pleasure grew stronger and she's lost count of how many times she's convulsed helplessly beneath him. She contracted harder and longer, her muscles spasming aggressively, clenching like a vise around Varg's rigid shaft and crying out his name each time he hit down. It grew harder to breath, her body clenching in wickedly fast waves until she burst in overwhelming pleasure-pain! Aria's scream of need soaked into Varg's shoulder as she bit him. Her body froze around him but her silken passage shuddered around him over and over again. Even after she reached the peak of release, flooding over his rampant erection that plowed deep, Aria's body shook as waves of tangling pleasure-pain swept over her again and again.
Feeling her climax going off, Varg let out a sound somewhere between a snarl and a howl. His hips bucked violently as he fired off one shot of seed after another into Aria's belly. When the shocks had receded, Varg pulled out of her and sat back, still clutching Aria to his chest and letting her rest in his lap.
Gradually, his lupine features receded until even his eyes had changed back. He was breathing heavily but slowly. He said nothing. He just cradled the human girl in his lap in a steely but warm embrace. His head still felt light from the intense pleasure and he wasn't sure how long it would take to come down.
Gradually, his lupine features receded until even his eyes had changed back. He was breathing heavily but slowly. He said nothing. He just cradled the human girl in his lap in a steely but warm embrace. His head still felt light from the intense pleasure and he wasn't sure how long it would take to come down.
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Aria couldn't help but tremble slightly as pulsing waves of need continued to ripple inside her. She felt oddly empty without Varg inside her. How easily she grew accustomed to him being a part of her. She lay quietly in his arms, felt his heartbeat thundering, and knew that her heart matched the beat of his. Her dark long hair draped down her back and covered them both. Her eyes closed as her body calmed, lethargy pulling at her to rest, smelled the scent of their sex and warm from the soothing heat that Varg always seemed to radiate. She gently stroked Varg's side. Giving will to the need to show him a kinder side to match his fierce power.
She kissed his breastbone and licked the sweaty skin. With a contented sigh, she adjusted herself in his lap until her head rested in the crook of his neck, their chests rested against each other, one arm hugged his back as the other lazily stroked his side. Feeling utterly exhilarated, still feeling leftover ripples of pleasure, she felt wildly alive and utterly safe.
She kissed his breastbone and licked the sweaty skin. With a contented sigh, she adjusted herself in his lap until her head rested in the crook of his neck, their chests rested against each other, one arm hugged his back as the other lazily stroked his side. Feeling utterly exhilarated, still feeling leftover ripples of pleasure, she felt wildly alive and utterly safe.
Varg met her eyes, taciturn as usual. His aspect had changed slightly. He was less on edge. There was still a darkness about him, but he seemed to be thinking with a much cooler head than before. Finally a smile cracked his face and he silently laughed a few times. "That was a hell of a thing..." he muttered, still a bit dazed. The wild sex didn't seem to do much to improve his social skills. He lowered his lips and kissed Aria's forehead.
He didn't tell her how close he had been to letting go and fully transforming. No sense in scaring the poor girl. He felt an itch on his shoulder and moved to scratch it. He looked down and saw from the corner of his eye that the skin was red. His body tensed and he turned to look fully at the mark. No dried blood. And the marks were already starting to fade away as if days were passing them by in a minute. He sighed in relief. That was a problem he wasn't sure he was equipped to handle.
He didn't tell her how close he had been to letting go and fully transforming. No sense in scaring the poor girl. He felt an itch on his shoulder and moved to scratch it. He looked down and saw from the corner of his eye that the skin was red. His body tensed and he turned to look fully at the mark. No dried blood. And the marks were already starting to fade away as if days were passing them by in a minute. He sighed in relief. That was a problem he wasn't sure he was equipped to handle.
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Aria's light laugh huffed against Varg's chest. She hummed a sleep agreement. Relaxing her core to relieve the minor ache of her wounds, her small round bottom settled in Varg's lap, his spent organ nestled between her swollen and bruised lips. Her straddling legs tensed a bit as she fidgeted into place before melting onto Varg's body with a happy mmmMhhhmmm.
"Maybe I should call in sick today." she whispered. "I'm feel so sleepy... can we stay like this? You're so warm..." her voice drifted away as she fell asleep.
"Maybe I should call in sick today." she whispered. "I'm feel so sleepy... can we stay like this? You're so warm..." her voice drifted away as she fell asleep.
Varg lifted a brow at her suggestion of calling in sick. "You said no to the idea now before. You change your mind because it's hard to walk now?" He leaned his head back and thought for a while. That was not the... roughest sex he had ever had, but something about it was more intense, more satisfying. The fog in his brain was starting to clear up, and he devoted as much of it as he was able to trying to puzzle out why sex with this human girl, with Aria, was so much better. Was it that he had to restrain himself so much? Didn't make much sense. Or was it how responsive she was? She kept saying she wanted him. On reflection, his previous fucks had always been a matter of convenience. One of his own kind who was also horny and thought he'd do. The idea of being truly intimate filled Varg with mixed feelings he wasn't used to, feelings he didn't really have a name for. He was terrible at communicating with words already and this just made it worse.
His hand idly stroked Aria's back. Her skin was so soft. He looked down at her as she slept lightly in his arms. He had made an oat to protect her, but he now felt like he would have done that even without the oath. It was an unfamiliar feeling to him. He didn't know what it meant. He glanced over at the clock, which showed it was almost noon. "If you're gonna call off work, better do it soon," he whispered. His hand drifted down, caressing her ass. He wanted to touch her again. He wanted to push his fingers into her dripping pussy and watch her writhe and cum again. Given her intense orgasms before, the poor girl might well pass out. Wouldn't be getting much done after that. Better to wait a few hours. "I'm gonna hop in the shower. You want it next?"
His hand idly stroked Aria's back. Her skin was so soft. He looked down at her as she slept lightly in his arms. He had made an oat to protect her, but he now felt like he would have done that even without the oath. It was an unfamiliar feeling to him. He didn't know what it meant. He glanced over at the clock, which showed it was almost noon. "If you're gonna call off work, better do it soon," he whispered. His hand drifted down, caressing her ass. He wanted to touch her again. He wanted to push his fingers into her dripping pussy and watch her writhe and cum again. Given her intense orgasms before, the poor girl might well pass out. Wouldn't be getting much done after that. Better to wait a few hours. "I'm gonna hop in the shower. You want it next?"
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Aria made a negatory noise and shook her head a bit. "Can we just sit here?" She wiggled her butt in his lap and held him a little tighter. "Just a little bit... then I'll call in sick." She kissed his neck and snuggled against him. She didn't want to let him go yet. She felt so good right where she was.
For a little while, she lay contently, wrapped around his torso and murmured her pleasure as he gently stroked her back. The sweat from their exertions started to dry and she felt sticky where their chests and groins met. Reluctantly, Aria pulled away from Varg and smiled sleepily into his eyes. She gave in to impulse and returned to his neck with her mouth open, wet and needy. She sucked hard on his neck, nipped it playfully and left it with a tiny kiss.
She couldn't stop the blush from falling over her skin like a rosy gauze curtain and pulled her long jet hair forward to cover a part of her nudity. "Let me call in and get my backup to teach. I want." She paused to look over her shoulder at him. Leaving Varg a clear sight of her slender shoulders, long wash of hair, elegant shoulder blades, a knotted line of her spine leading to the flare of her round bottom, curving hips and lithe dancer's legs. "I want to spend time with you."
Feeling a little guilty, Aria called the studio and let them know that she wouldn't be able to come in for a few days. She explained that she was mugged the night before and would like a few days to heal from the incident. It wasn't the exact truth but it wasn't a lie either. She assured Megan, the owner, that she only had some bruises and scraps that she would like to take care of before coming back into work. With promises to take care of herself, she said goodbye and hung up the phone. Shifting her weight reminded her that she had used muscles she has never used before. Her happy smile faded when she felt the cuts on her lower abdomen seep blood. She poked at herself with a few choice mutters about stupid wounds that should just go away.
The shower turned on in the bathroom. Aria debated with herself for two seconds before heading to the bathroom and slipping into the shower behind Varg. When he looked over his shoulder at her, she just smiled, picked up a loofa, squirted her body soap on it and started to wash his back. Aria's seen Varg without his shirt but this is the first time she's had a chance to look at his well built form. Her mouth went a little dry as memories swept through her mind. If her hands lingered a little longer than necessary, well... so what?
For a little while, she lay contently, wrapped around his torso and murmured her pleasure as he gently stroked her back. The sweat from their exertions started to dry and she felt sticky where their chests and groins met. Reluctantly, Aria pulled away from Varg and smiled sleepily into his eyes. She gave in to impulse and returned to his neck with her mouth open, wet and needy. She sucked hard on his neck, nipped it playfully and left it with a tiny kiss.
She couldn't stop the blush from falling over her skin like a rosy gauze curtain and pulled her long jet hair forward to cover a part of her nudity. "Let me call in and get my backup to teach. I want." She paused to look over her shoulder at him. Leaving Varg a clear sight of her slender shoulders, long wash of hair, elegant shoulder blades, a knotted line of her spine leading to the flare of her round bottom, curving hips and lithe dancer's legs. "I want to spend time with you."
Feeling a little guilty, Aria called the studio and let them know that she wouldn't be able to come in for a few days. She explained that she was mugged the night before and would like a few days to heal from the incident. It wasn't the exact truth but it wasn't a lie either. She assured Megan, the owner, that she only had some bruises and scraps that she would like to take care of before coming back into work. With promises to take care of herself, she said goodbye and hung up the phone. Shifting her weight reminded her that she had used muscles she has never used before. Her happy smile faded when she felt the cuts on her lower abdomen seep blood. She poked at herself with a few choice mutters about stupid wounds that should just go away.
The shower turned on in the bathroom. Aria debated with herself for two seconds before heading to the bathroom and slipping into the shower behind Varg. When he looked over his shoulder at her, she just smiled, picked up a loofa, squirted her body soap on it and started to wash his back. Aria's seen Varg without his shirt but this is the first time she's had a chance to look at his well built form. Her mouth went a little dry as memories swept through her mind. If her hands lingered a little longer than necessary, well... so what?
Varg silently agreed. He simply sat there with Aria in his arms, his hands gently exploring her skin. The callouses on his fingertips were rough, but not unpleasantly so. They were another sign of his strength and the rough life he led. Everything about Varg had the feeling of being forged in fire. Conflict had made him what he was, shaped his mind and body into a perfect warrior. But this was unfamiliar territory. He hadn't had someone hold him in a long time, and especially not with this sort of tenderness. He hadn't known any real warmth or acceptance since his parents died. He had forgotten what it felt like. His facade remained unchanged, but inside of him it was a storm of thoughts, memories and emotions.
When Aria got up to call off work, he slipped into the bathroom. He just stood under the shower head letting the water rain down on his face and slowly slide down the rest of his body. Gradually the sweat was washed away and the mild fatigue left his muscles. He smelled Aria before she even opened the door. He was unsurprised when she joined him in the shower, though it was unexpected when she began to wash him. He'd never felt a loofa before. Oh, he'd seen them, but the idea of using it to bathe struck him as a bit ridiculous. It was a sensation he could grow to like though.
He turned to Aria and looked down. He placed a hand on her cuts, noting that they had reopened during sex. "We should visit a mystic. They can help with this."
When Aria got up to call off work, he slipped into the bathroom. He just stood under the shower head letting the water rain down on his face and slowly slide down the rest of his body. Gradually the sweat was washed away and the mild fatigue left his muscles. He smelled Aria before she even opened the door. He was unsurprised when she joined him in the shower, though it was unexpected when she began to wash him. He'd never felt a loofa before. Oh, he'd seen them, but the idea of using it to bathe struck him as a bit ridiculous. It was a sensation he could grow to like though.
He turned to Aria and looked down. He placed a hand on her cuts, noting that they had reopened during sex. "We should visit a mystic. They can help with this."
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Aria's never been in a passion haze before but now that's she's in one for the second time in her life, she could see how it could be a little addictive. Varg was so much bigger than her. His broad shoulders, strong arms, cut torso, densely muscled butt, slim hips, heavy warrior legs and long strong bones for all that power to lay upon. He's so strong and vitally alive. She wouldn't have thought that he needed anything. But... she wanted to take care of him. She wanted to feed him when he's hungry, to wash the dirt away when he needs to be cleaned, she wants to hug him when he looks distant enough to be cold forever, and she wanted to laugh and marvel when his eyes turned gold like the sun.
She didn't think that making love would be so harsh with strikes of pain and bewildering pleasure wound up tight in a whirlwind that she couldn't part. She never thought she would be with someone as taciturn and broody as Varg. Yet she can't imagine it any other way now. Her heart took him in before she even thought: He needs me.
Crazy.
Crazy to think someone so strong as Varg to need someone ordinary like her. She didn't finish cleaning his back side when he turned around to face her but she was okay with the new view and new area to explore as she soaped him clean with her fluffy green loofa. She shivered when his strong hands touched her stomach. It wasn't because of the wounds. It was because of him, and the way he makes her feel.
"Can we go after our shower? If you think it will help..." Aria forgot to use the loofa as she traced Varg's scars one by one. In fact, she dropped it when she started to kiss his scars one by one. Along each faded wound, she used her mouth to kiss it tenderly because she wanted him to know that she loved that part of him too. Oh, no... love him? I... love him.
She didn't think that making love would be so harsh with strikes of pain and bewildering pleasure wound up tight in a whirlwind that she couldn't part. She never thought she would be with someone as taciturn and broody as Varg. Yet she can't imagine it any other way now. Her heart took him in before she even thought: He needs me.
Crazy.
Crazy to think someone so strong as Varg to need someone ordinary like her. She didn't finish cleaning his back side when he turned around to face her but she was okay with the new view and new area to explore as she soaped him clean with her fluffy green loofa. She shivered when his strong hands touched her stomach. It wasn't because of the wounds. It was because of him, and the way he makes her feel.
"Can we go after our shower? If you think it will help..." Aria forgot to use the loofa as she traced Varg's scars one by one. In fact, she dropped it when she started to kiss his scars one by one. Along each faded wound, she used her mouth to kiss it tenderly because she wanted him to know that she loved that part of him too. Oh, no... love him? I... love him.
His skin tingled and almost imperceptibly shivered where she touched him. It had been so long... He didn't answer her question at first. Instead he lowered his lips to hers in a soft kiss. The contrast between this and the violence of their sex not long ago was like night and day.
When the kiss parted he looked into her eyes. "Yeah... I'll take you there as soon we finish." One hand lowered down and found her pussy. He firmly rubbed her lower lips before dipping two fingers into her. He slowly pump his fingers in and out of her as he stared into her eyes and backed her up against the wall of the shower. He wanted to see her moan and writhe again... He wanted her to feel beautiful and wanted... He wanted her.
When the kiss parted he looked into her eyes. "Yeah... I'll take you there as soon we finish." One hand lowered down and found her pussy. He firmly rubbed her lower lips before dipping two fingers into her. He slowly pump his fingers in and out of her as he stared into her eyes and backed her up against the wall of the shower. He wanted to see her moan and writhe again... He wanted her to feel beautiful and wanted... He wanted her.
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She didn't mind when Varg stopped her from kissing his scars. Well, she didn't mind too much. And then she didn't mind at all as he swept her away in the softest, engulfing kiss. Aria's eyes closed as the warm water fell over them. She could feel it slide down over him to her. The tiny trickles of water sliding everywhere but really the most important part was the way Varg's mouth totally took her breath away in the sweetest kiss she's ever had. Her breath hitched when his fingers delved into her sore quim. The twisting shocks of passion and stings of pain were just like a prelude to the wildness they shared before.
Varg pushed her with his fingers sinking deep inside her until her back hit the wall. The cool tiles a shock on her overheating system. One of Aria's hands locked on the forearm of the hand that pushed her body to shiver in gasping need and the other pressed, grasping into his solid chest. His intent, wild gaze captured hers. He didn't say a word but she could feel how much he wanted her to feel. Wanted her to burn in the flames she so eagerly ran towards. She pushed passed the pain. She's used to that. Dancers know how to deal with pain. How to ignore it. She pushed passed the tender soreness inside her and embraced the wild exhilaration he inspired. Faint trails of blood skimmed over her skin from her wounds and from between her thighs as Varg's thick digits slammed to hit that spot that made her want to shiver, shudder, pulse, scream and plead for more. Pleading her she did. She chanted his name over and over again.
"Varg. Varg, my wolf. Varg!" she gasped as her body rode fiercely, undulating on his thrusting fingers.
Varg pushed her with his fingers sinking deep inside her until her back hit the wall. The cool tiles a shock on her overheating system. One of Aria's hands locked on the forearm of the hand that pushed her body to shiver in gasping need and the other pressed, grasping into his solid chest. His intent, wild gaze captured hers. He didn't say a word but she could feel how much he wanted her to feel. Wanted her to burn in the flames she so eagerly ran towards. She pushed passed the pain. She's used to that. Dancers know how to deal with pain. How to ignore it. She pushed passed the tender soreness inside her and embraced the wild exhilaration he inspired. Faint trails of blood skimmed over her skin from her wounds and from between her thighs as Varg's thick digits slammed to hit that spot that made her want to shiver, shudder, pulse, scream and plead for more. Pleading her she did. She chanted his name over and over again.
"Varg. Varg, my wolf. Varg!" she gasped as her body rode fiercely, undulating on his thrusting fingers.
Varg's free hand went to her shoulder, gently pressing her against the wall. He lowered his head down until his mouth reached her chest and his lips wrapped around one of her dark, stiff nipples. His lips, teeth and tongue worked over her breasts and nipples slowly, tasting her skin and listening to her reactions to see what she like best. His fingers continued their steady, insistent rhythm inside her. He amplified the pleasure when he used his thumb to rub circles over her clit.
Though his touch was seemingly gentle, he had her completely under his power. Her ability to move was minimal. If her legs weakened, she'd simply be held up by the hand between them. Her moaning his name echoed gently off the tile walls accompanied by the drone of falling water. Varg was silent. If Aria's cries made it through the walls, eavesdroppers would hear only her. She practically offered herself up to him and he willingly indulged.
Though his touch was seemingly gentle, he had her completely under his power. Her ability to move was minimal. If her legs weakened, she'd simply be held up by the hand between them. Her moaning his name echoed gently off the tile walls accompanied by the drone of falling water. Varg was silent. If Aria's cries made it through the walls, eavesdroppers would hear only her. She practically offered herself up to him and he willingly indulged.
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Aria felt a bit like she was throwing herself in a dance as her feet raised onto her toes as she arched to push her breast farther into Varg's heated mouth. Whimpers joined her needy calls of his name as he pressed against her swollen nub. She couldn't get close enough to his hand or squeeze tightly enough around his thick fingers. She gasped when his teeth grazed the lower curve of her breast. The alternating sensations of his fingers driving her steadily towards the falling cliff, and the way his hot tongue lapped, nipped and suckled on her breasts, nipples, on her skin. Then everything broke apart in a straining, shuddering cries of his name as he hit that spot inside her, flicked her clit and bit her tingling nipple.
The world shrank down to Varg, his fingers still pushing insistently deep, pounding on that part that drove her wild, his mouth, his tongue, lips, hands--just Varg and the way he made her ache inside. Even as she lost control of her body in shuddering release, Aria pulled Varg's face to hers and begged him. "Please, my wolf. Please. I need you."
Her brown eyes full of bright need that she only wanted him to feed. "I belong to you. I belong to you, Varg, my wolf." She gasped against his lips as she danced in his hand, upon this relentless fingers.
The world shrank down to Varg, his fingers still pushing insistently deep, pounding on that part that drove her wild, his mouth, his tongue, lips, hands--just Varg and the way he made her ache inside. Even as she lost control of her body in shuddering release, Aria pulled Varg's face to hers and begged him. "Please, my wolf. Please. I need you."
Her brown eyes full of bright need that she only wanted him to feed. "I belong to you. I belong to you, Varg, my wolf." She gasped against his lips as she danced in his hand, upon this relentless fingers.
She begged him. Even as her body was spasming around his fingers in orgasm, she begged him for more. It was a strange feeling to be so wanted. And yet it was a feeling he had been missing for years. The sense of belonging somewhere. That ramshackle house wasn't a home. Had been once, but not for almost two decades.
Varg stepped closer to Aria. His body pressed into hers. His hands moved to her ass and gripping her firmly he lifted her up off her feet and lowered her back down onto his cock. He let out a long, drawn out groan as she sank on his girth and his eyes flashed yellow. His lip went to her neck kissing and nipping softly. He took a wider stance and slowly rocked his hips.
Varg stepped closer to Aria. His body pressed into hers. His hands moved to her ass and gripping her firmly he lifted her up off her feet and lowered her back down onto his cock. He let out a long, drawn out groan as she sank on his girth and his eyes flashed yellow. His lip went to her neck kissing and nipping softly. He took a wider stance and slowly rocked his hips.
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He lifted her up as though she weighed nothing. She's small but she's proud of her muscle density. Not that it mattered. Varg towered over her and he's strength easily drew her up and then slowly lowered her onto his throbbing phallus. Her rippling shudders continued in less intensity as he thrust carefully into her clinging, swollen passage until her legs draped over his hips and she sat completely impaled. Aria's nimble fingers sank into his wet locks, encouraged him to mark her neck, and she whispered into his ear as she rocked her hips, "When your eyes turn gold. They're beautiful. They shine like the sun. Wolf, my wolf. My golden wolf."
Like the sun, she said. Varg had always thought of himself as a creature of the night. He lived in shadows, operated in darkness, and would die unseen and anonymous to the rest of the world when his time came. That anyone or anything would associate him in any way with the light caused a strange stirring in his chest that he couldn't quite explain. Despite that, he somehow knew it was important. He would have to bring it up later.
He saw the bloodstains on his hands. Taking the girl's virginity and giving her such a rough fucking had been more than she was ready for. This time he would be more gentle. Let her control the pace. It drove his impatient desires berserk but he tuned it out. For her, he would keep himself under control. He kept the rhythm of his hips slow and steady and held her ass in his hands to give her more leverage to move.
He saw the bloodstains on his hands. Taking the girl's virginity and giving her such a rough fucking had been more than she was ready for. This time he would be more gentle. Let her control the pace. It drove his impatient desires berserk but he tuned it out. For her, he would keep himself under control. He kept the rhythm of his hips slow and steady and held her ass in his hands to give her more leverage to move.
Vailyn
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Brown eyes completely glazed over with escalating desire as the haze of passion overwhelmed her senses. Something changed. Varg moved her with his hands and settled her weight in his strong hands. He moved her slowly rocking in and out of her as she helplessly ground herself to keep him deep within. The head of his manhood hit that secret spot inside her and then plummeted to the very end of her. The dueling sensations ripped shudders from her lower belly and all the way up past her eyes. Aria's husky voice sang his name and pleaded for that bright shattering explosive peak that he has given her. She pushed harder down and sank her whole weight to make him hit harder but it wasn't enough. She mewled questioningly.
Hungry for more. Aria pressed herself against Varg, rubbing her aching nipples against his strength and swiveling her hips onto his pounding phallus. Her lips licked his neck and sucked on his shoulder. Wanting something more, she bit him and laved the bite but it wasn't enough. She bruised her lips against Varg's and kissed him desperately as her hips moved wantonly. Aria demanded, "More, my wolf. More! I-I please, Varg. My wolf, I need more!"
Hungry for more. Aria pressed herself against Varg, rubbing her aching nipples against his strength and swiveling her hips onto his pounding phallus. Her lips licked his neck and sucked on his shoulder. Wanting something more, she bit him and laved the bite but it wasn't enough. She bruised her lips against Varg's and kissed him desperately as her hips moved wantonly. Aria demanded, "More, my wolf. More! I-I please, Varg. My wolf, I need more!"
Varg tried to maintain his restraint but her cries were tugging at him. "Trying... not to hurt you," a grunted. It was true. He didn't want to hurt her. He was so much more powerful than she was, it would be easy to do damage. After all she had done for him, he felt more protective of her than he had of anyone in a long time. He looked at her with golden eyes shining with sincerity. He glanced down and lifted one hand to show her his bloodstained fingers. He felt guilty for what he'd done.
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Aria took the hand and held his golden gaze as she licked the blood from his fingers. She pressed his hand down to grab her small muscular cheek and she kissed him slowly with her blood on her lips.
Between kisses, she asked, "More, my golden wolf. Please give me more. I trust you. I trust you to not hurt me. Make love to me. Like our first time. My beautiful golden wolf. When you're eyes shine gold, I know you truly feel me. You are Wolf, Varg. My golden wolf."
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hungrily. He held her in his arms. He held her firmly impaled on his rigid manhood. She squirmed on him. Tempting him with her isolation skills. Pulsating along his length and teasing him with her controlled shudders. Her legs sprawled over his arms. Her nest of curls tangled with his wild one. Blood slowly trickled down from inside Aria and trailed down Varg's leg but she couldn't feel anything but the driving need to be truly taken by her golden wolf, the man beast she loves. Huskily, needing him, she pleadingly whispered, "More, my golden wolf. Varg, please.."
Between kisses, she asked, "More, my golden wolf. Please give me more. I trust you. I trust you to not hurt me. Make love to me. Like our first time. My beautiful golden wolf. When you're eyes shine gold, I know you truly feel me. You are Wolf, Varg. My golden wolf."
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hungrily. He held her in his arms. He held her firmly impaled on his rigid manhood. She squirmed on him. Tempting him with her isolation skills. Pulsating along his length and teasing him with her controlled shudders. Her legs sprawled over his arms. Her nest of curls tangled with his wild one. Blood slowly trickled down from inside Aria and trailed down Varg's leg but she couldn't feel anything but the driving need to be truly taken by her golden wolf, the man beast she loves. Huskily, needing him, she pleadingly whispered, "More, my golden wolf. Varg, please.."
Reluctance shown in his eyes but he did as she asked. He began thrusting harder and faster. He kept on nuzzling her face into her neck. The instant he heard more pain than pleasure in her voice he'd stop. She would need time to heal after this regardless. His mind quietly started sifting through memories, fragments of information, half-ignored lessons from relatives, barely remembered conversations... Maybe there was some way to keep from hurting her like this. The first way that popped into his head was... he really didn't know how to field about it. And that was reason enough not to consider it.
