Switched Fates

Giving in

Her whole body shivered. His lips were pressing hard into hers. He was sweet to the taste, just like warm honey.

He thrusted his tongue into her mouth. His hands were in her hair, pulling her head even closer to him. She couldn't hold back a moan. She wanted him. She wanted all of him, and he appeared to want her just the same. Just as the moan escaped her, it was like he stopped holding back, pressing up against the wall. His hands were all over her. Pulling up her skirt and running his hot heavy hand down her leg and wrapping it around him. He started to move his hand up her inner thigh, when he broke the kiss.

"Elodie", he moaned in her ear. "If you want me to stop you need to tell me, because I don't think I will be able to stop myself if we continue." he said, his breathing heavy.

"Please don't stop" she begged. And his mouth smashed into hers again. His muscular physique grinding against hers. She could feel every crevice of his body on hers, even through the clothes. It was making her go insane with desire. She felt his hand move up her back and grab the shirt, ripping it clean off her. Her hands moved under his shirt, feeling his abs, running her hands over his muscular back and digging her nails into him. He swiftly pulled off his, so she had complete access to him. His hands slid down her neck and shoulders until they found her ample breasts, rubbing her n*****s between his fingers. Pulling back from their kiss to watch her face as she squirmed and shudded under him. He groaned in response to her gasps of pleasure.

Elodie's body felt like it was on fire. He moved his lips slowly down her neck, pausing for a moment before continuing to her collar bone, and down to her breast, sucking and softly nipping at the n****e. Elodie ran her hands through his hair, moaning at the way he was making her feel. He picked her up and pressed her harder into the door. Keeping her still with one hand and using the other running his fingers up her inner thigh and rubbing her wet underwear against her core.

"Elodie" he gasped. "You smell so good, I need more," he growled in her ear.

He picked her up and took her over to the bed. Placing her with her legs off the edge. He knelt between her legs his hand running up one thigh while his tongue ran up the other. The sensation made it difficult for Elodie to stay still, everything was so hot, but goose bumps were coming up at the same time. She felt his hot breath hitting her core through her underwear. He growled again, sending vibrations through her body. His fingertips slipped under the hem of her underwear and pulled them down off her. His breath again hitting her core, directly this time, making her physically ache for him. Her underwear was barely off her as he drove his tongue inside her, not able to resist her anymore. Licking in and around her entrance, then using his fingers, thrusting deep inside her and curling up to find her g spot. She moaned in ecstasy. Her hands ran through his hair and pushed down on his head as if to make sure he didn't stop. She pressed her thighs against his head. He ripped the skirt and underwear completely off her. She felt him groan again, his voice rippling through her body. That pushed her over the edge. Her orgasm rushed through her body all the way through her to her fingers. The glass doors of the room rattled.

"Atta girl". He moaned. He moved up to her face kissing her again. Holding on to him Elodie undid his belt and jeans, sliding her hand down the front of his jeans. Feeling and rubbing his large throbbing member. He pulled off his pants revealing himself to her. He was just too perfect for this to be real. She wrapped her legs around him pulling him back to her, grabbing his neck to make sure his sweet lips were on hers again. He wrapped his arms around her and rolled them both so they were both completely on the bed.

"Emmerson, I want you, take me." She groaned.

"With pleasure," he responded.

He placed his member at her entrance, teasing her with just the tip. He seemed to be enjoying the faces she was making as he did this.

"Emmerson!" She begged.

And he slowly thrusted himself deep inside her, filling her completely. Moving in and out of her, he groaned in pleasure, Elodie tightened her legs and arms around him. Digging her nails into his back again. He picked up his pace and she tried not to loose her breath. The ecstasy her body was experiencing was so surreal, every touch, kiss, even just his breath on her skin made her go crazy completely losing herself in him. Sweat covered them, sticking the sheets to their bodies. But anything and everything else didn't matter, the world could be literally falling down around them, and she wouldn't have noticed or even cared. They both climaxed together, he filled her and Elodie felt that rush through her again. Only this time it was more intense and stronger, all the window doors flung open as a huge gush of wind raced around the room knocking the books off the shelves, photos off the wall, even the lamp by the bedside hit the ground. They both didn't even flinch or look away from each other, they just held each other close while regaining their breath.

"O my goddess," Emmerson groaned. "Can we do that again?"

"Give me a moment" Elodie chuckled, wiping the sweat off her face. "When were they open?" Emmerson looked up at the open doors to the balcony.

"Sorry, I think that could have been me." Elodie said, although not entirely sure about what happened herself.

Emmerson got up and shut and locked the doors.

"I really think I need a manual or something on how to handle you." He said

"I can assure you, you don't need one." Elodie sighed.

"O but Miss Elodie, we have only just begun." He smirked.

For hours, they couldn't get enough of each other, the balcony doors rattling each time Elodie would reach climax. Elodie fell asleep in Emmerson's muscular arms, utterly exhausted. It was not surprising that she couldn't keep up with a werewolf and his endurance. She felt him kiss her forehead and for the first time in such a long time she was happy, truly happy. It was like she was finally home. It was too easy just to drift off to sleep.