The Sigma Wolf

Chapter 37 - Wanted it All

Susie POV

It has been the most erotic moment in my entire life. He bared my body and soul, and I only found love and adoration in his eyes. How deep his feelings for me were? Who comes? It feels so right, but I don´t feel the pull of a mate bond.

My body and head were in agreement for the first time in my entire life. I wanted this, maybe not full s*x, but yes, I wanted to have some intimacy with him, and the unspoken agreement in our hearts spoke louder each minute.

As soon as I aske dhim to show me, how things could be between us, how he could explore my body and bring it to fire… He wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up, wrapping his legs around his torso. My core was open and exposed to him, the slickness of my folds against his bare waist were bringing me to new heights. He growled and kissed me while I shamelessly rocked my hips between his waist and the pocking rod of his jeans.

He took us to his bed, and delicately, he placed me on the edge of the bed. “f**k, Susie, you are gorgeous…” He said, kneeling between my legs.

I bit my lower lip and decided to be a bit more shameless, “It is not fair… you are seeing all of me but still wearing your jeans…” I exclaimed and immediately blushed.

“My beautiful woman wants to see me?” He asked, and I bit my lower lip and nodded eagerly. I have to confess, I have never seen a d**k firsthand. I mean, as wolves, nakedness is not an issue, but a full-mast d**k that is completely unknown to my virgin eyes.

He kissed my lips and stood up, unceremoniously and with slow movements, he unbuckled his belt, and removed it. He was not dancing nor moving, like in those movies where they perform a show, but despite that, it was f*****g hot and sexy. I felt intensely aroused just by looking at him.

He slowly unfastened the button of his jeans, lowered the zipper, and, taking his time, removed his jeans. His rigid member strained against his tight boxers. Under the fabric, I could see it was big. I licked my lips, and he chuckled… somehow my most primitive instincts were kicking in, and I wanted to lick it like a sweet f*****g lollipop. How embarrassing. I claim not to be ready for full s*x, but my head is going to the f*****g gutter fast.

“Do you want me to remove all’” Ajax asked, which made me smile. He was being considerate and careful with my poor, weak, virgin heart. But let´s face it, I was in a f**k it! Mode… I didn´t care about anything anymore. I was losing my mind; I only wanted to be close to him, mate or no mate bond.

I slowly nodded and locked eyes with him. “If you want it, you can do it…” He stepped closer to me, my face almost lined up with the strained part of his boxers. I looked up, and he looked straight back at me. My hands took a mind on their own, and before hooking my thumbs into the elastic band, my fingers traced his member over the fabric. I saw him shiver, disarmed utterly, and I loved it. I felt powerful, sexy, and confident.

I hooked my thumps in the elastic abnd, and lowered his boxers. His d**k sprang free, and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets. I thought he was big, but big was an understatement. He was huge.

He stepped out of his boxers, and I bit my lower lip. I had no idea how he knew the words that crossed my head because his next ones were: “You can touch it if you want…”

“Would I hurt you?” I asked, not openly saying yes but implicitly agreeing to fulfill my most curious desires.

“No, you won't…” He said, taking my hand in his and wrapping my fingers around his d**k. He moved his hand up and down his lenght leading me, and soon I got the hang of it. He tilted his head back and growled in pleasure. He was as aroused as I was.

“Do you like this?” I asked shyly. He looked at me and slowly nodded.

“Of course, I love it..:” He grunted, and I nodded,

“How about this?” My hand moved down, holding him in place while I placed a tender kiss on the tip of his d**k.

“f**k!...” He grunted, it was a pleassure expression, not a real curse… and I trembled in anticipation.

I pumped my hand up and down while placing kisses on his member. “Beautiful, stop… I don´t want to c*m, not yet… not until you get a couple of good ones…” He said, and I bit my lower lip. I was about to find out whatever he meant with good ones soon.

He knelt in font of me, and parted my knees. His eyes flashed in appreciation. I could feel my core and folds completely wet. “You smell delicious… Would you taste the same?” He said in a husky voice. Taste? Wait what? I thought, and before I could gather my thoughts, he lowered his head between my legs and licked my folds.

His warm tongue explored my most secret and sensitive spots. I couldn´t hold it anymore when I pushed my back on the bed and rocked my hips against his face. “Ajax…” I moaned his name more times than I believed was possible, and when his hand reached out to pinch my very sensitive and erect n****e, a wave of pleasure came crashing down over me.

“Ajax!” I yelled his name in a breathy voice, and he licked and slurped every single drop of my juices.

He climbed on me and kissed me. It was the most intense experience of my life. Tasting myself on his lips, his enormous erection pressed against my belly.

“Are you alright?” He asked, and I nodded eagerly. He pecked my forehead. “Are you ready for a second one?” He asked me, and I bit my lower lip. Will I be a slut if I ask for more? But then he was offering, right? If I don´t take it, then he might think I didn´t like it, and I don´t want him thinking badly about his performance because, oh boy! He was a master in the subject. What is the socially acceptable answer?

I took a deep breath and saw him looking at me intently. “What do you say? Are you ready to be corrupted a bit more?” He pecked my lips, and I smiled at him,

“Ajax, I am losing myself… I don´t want you to stop…” I murmured, and he nodded.

“Good because I can go for the entire night…” He said in a husky voice, and I shivered.

He moved down, and again using his mouth, and this time his fingers, he brought me over the edge over and over…

At some point, I asked him to show me how to please him, and he showed me how to give him a blowjob. I am sure it was awful, but despite my poor performance, he cummed and praised my little mouth.

This night was memorable; it was loving, intimate, without intercourse, but it was everything and more one can expect about being intimate with a man you love.

Love? I took a deep breath while I caressed his unruly hair. Yes, I am in love with this man, with or without a mate bond. He is the one holding my heart.

He opened his eyes and looked into mine, I smiled and he reciprocated with a lazy smirk. “Aren´t you tired, woman?” He pouted, and I giggled,

“Exhausted…” I sighed, and he nodded.

“I am sure you are too tired to drive now… so you will have to stay here, the entire weekend, in my arms in my bed…” He pouted, and I sighed. I wished for nothing more but must leave in a few hours.

My heart sank, and he kissed me. “I can´t wait for the next mating ball… I have prayed to our Goddess to gift us a true mate bond… I am sure you are the one for me…” He confessed, and I kissed his forehead. He was using my chest as a pillow.

“I have been praying too…” I sighed, and he nodded.

“Maybe we will be heard…” He said, and as if he were a big baby, he latched his lips onto the closest n****e, making my back arch.

“Goddess, I am going to f*****g miss you…” He said, and I moaned. I said I was not ready for more, but f**k it! I wanted it all. Unfortunately, he was adamant about sticking to his promise of not going all the way...