Chapter 29 The Night Is Not Long Enough

• As I run my fingers up her soft silky skin, one thought pops in my head and then I act upon it. Replacing my fingers with my tongue, I lean over and lick her sensitive skin while listening to her beg me insistently, “More. I need you, please.” Her voice gets this whiney tone to it, as she plays the seductive slave act and then she begs again, “Please.” I stop just short of her dripping wet folds before glancing up into her eyes. When I do, she looks at me with such need that I can’t stop now and head on up to where she aches. Flicking my tongue out again, I slowly lick her nub, then I run the tip of my tongue over her opening in a circle. She surprises me when she grabs ahold of my head firmly with both hands and gyrates on my face. I can’t help but laugh, even though it is muffled in her folds so she can’t hear it. However, when she says, “Please, now.” I know what I must do to her. I curl up my tongue and then thrust it in like my member before licking her insides out. She cries out while arching her back even further then she already has and then she says in a whisper, “Please. I need to feel him inside me.” Knowing that it is the end of my game, and I would soon be spreading her wide, I sigh before standing up and releasing the beast from my pants. The minute I unzip them, he springs out and her eyes get bigger than saucers because he is rock hard, and his tip is dripping with my fluid. When I move forward to spread her legs further and claim her fast and hard, she cries out again. This time she says, “I love you, Julian.” Right before I thrust him in. Hearing that is like music to my ears, and between feeling her tight hole surrounding my throbbing member, and the fact that I love her as well, it is the most perfect moment of my entire life. Devouring her mouth whole, I thrust my tongue into her mouth and moan while I stare into her eyes. When I finally move, she flutters her eyes shut and then starts to moan herself again. Our breathing and movements synchronize as well as our hips colliding like a beautiful ballet. Then I feel it building deep inside me, a need to fulfill her and make her mine for good. So, while pounding her tight little body into the mattress, I make sure that she releases over and over again as she screams at the top of her lungs. Finally, I plunge over the edge. When I fill her full of my seed, she opens her eyes quickly. I can see the worry inside them and realize that she probably is asking herself, “What if I get pregnant the first time with a werewolf?” Knowing that this is probably true, I hold her in my arms and say, “Shh. It will be alright. Let’s not worry about it right now. If necessary, later we can. Right now, just enjoy the feeling of tonight for what it is.” I devour her lips again, while still filling her and then I feel him get hard again. When she feels it too, she relaxes a little and I start to see the mice run around in her head. I whisper, “I love you too, Arabella. You are my Luna and my mate. In our world, that is everything to us.” She looks at me surprised before I pull him out so I can plunge him in even harder than I did before. I hold on tight to her before rolling us over and then once she is on top, I say, “It’s your turn. II want to watch you ride me.” Shocked, she shakes her head in doubt and then states, “I don’t know how.” “Honey, let me teach you.” I say with a breathless voice and then place my hands on her hips before helping her rock on me. As she starts to rock herself, I thrust my member up into her further, so it reaches her special spot and then I watch her moan when she throws her head back. After another minute or two of riding me slowly and grinding against my cock, I can’t take it anymore, so I dig my nails into her hips and speed her up myself. I push her body up and down, while watching her breasts bounce up and down with every movement. Then, when she closes her eyes and starts to mew again, I know that she is about to release so I thrust up one last time and shoot full force right up into her. It causes her to so hard that all her muscles contract around me violently and it sends shivers up and down my spine. Then when she is done, she falls on top of me breathlessly. I raise a hand up to her hair and gently stroke the silky locks while she breathes softly on my chest. After a few minutes, she actually falls asleep for a little bit, but then I say, “Baby, wake up.” When she wakes up, she looks at me confused before she wipes her eyes. I ask her, “Baby, what were you dreaming about?” She cocks her head at me before answering softly, “I don’t know. Why?” “Because you were talking in your sleep and then you started to cry.” Concerned for her, I hesitate to see if she does finally remember anything, before I let her lay back down to sleep for the night next to me. When she doesn’t say a single word, I realize that she is too tired and then watch her close her eyes before starting to snore softly. It’s amazing how beautiful she is when she is asleep. I could stare at her for hours and I do till I eventually fall asleep to. In the meantime, I hear her talk in her sleep about her father and someone named Billy. Perhaps he is a relative or someone close to their family. Either way, it is of no consequence because when I fall asleep, I also have weird dreams, but mine are all about what we just did for hours.