Sherry’s POV:
How did I end up back on the ground?
“Easy,” I moaned softly as he thrust deeper.
It was painful, yet it felt so good.
When I suggested that he hold me the way he wanted, he wasted no time in flipping us over and going all out.
This was the first time I had experienced such rough sex, and I was enjoying it immensely.
His hands were on my sides, and his forehead was sweaty. He was slightly trembling, yet still thrusting forcefully.
I pressed my hands against his arm to steady myself, but it was futile because my body was moving roughly, causing my breasts to jiggle with each shift he made.
“Easy,” I whispered again, then gasped and whimpered as he crushed his lips against mine, forcing me to keep quiet while he continued to thrust into me with force.
All I could hear was our heavy breathing, and all I could feel was our warm skin pressed against each other, over and over again.
“Alpha,” a male voice called, causing me to freeze.
I could tell it was one of the warriors because I had heard him before.
“What do you want? I’m busy,” Damon growled loudly in response.
I found myself closing my eyes and wishing that the warrior would leave as soon as possible.
I felt incredibly embarrassed, yet I couldn’t ask my mate to stop.
“It’s an important matter,” the warrior replied.
“Fine, report,” he said as I opened my eyes in shock.
“Well, we came across a few werewolves today when you weren’t around, and they turned out to be rogues,” he reported, then continued to speak.
“Focus on me, please,” Damon whispered, then leaned in and kissed me.
I was aware of the warrior’s presence, yet the way he was kissing me took my mind off everything.
I found myself moaning yet again and enjoying his tongue colliding with mine.
As he began to move, slowly taking his time and touching my body gently, the warrior’s words turned to music in my ear.
All I could do was respond and move, meeting his every thrust.
“Leave us,” came his deep, husky voice that made me shiver in pleasure. His eyes were staring deep into mine, and every little bit of me was bared in his presence.
Each thrust pulled me closer to my climax, and from the look on his face, I could tell he was about to cum as well.
I closed my eyes as I felt a wave build up with each change of shift he made. When I was about to climax, he pulled out, making me snap my eyes open.
“I can’t cum in you, not yet,” I said.
“Cum in me, please,” I pleaded in a daze.
He looked at me seriously for a second, then nodded.
I felt his tip brush against my folds a few times, making me feel so damn good before he pushed back in and began thrusting. His thumb was gently rubbing my clitoris as I moaned loudly, enjoying the way he was holding me.
Amazing! That was all that went through my mind as I embraced the new feeling of being loved by him.
I felt him release, and right after, I climaxed while holding onto him like it was the end of the world.
I threw my head back and, feeling powerless, dropped my hand as I tried to calm my breathing.
Was it always this great having sex? Or was it because I was doing it with someone I dearly loved and cared for?
I smiled, then moved my hand to his cheek, gently caressing him. He leaned forward and rested his head against my shoulder in silence.
“Do you still want to go for a second round?” I asked breathlessly.
He raised his head, then kissed my forehead.
“A second round would be amazing, but no, I’m just waiting for my knot to undo,” he said, shocking me.
“What knot?” I asked, raising my voice.
He moved his hand to cover his face, then spoke.
“The knot to get you pregnant,” he answered, as I widened my eyes in disbelief.
He was kidding me, right?
There was no way he had done that to me. Yes, I had heard stories about them, but that was a rare occurrence. The males did that whenever they wanted to get their females pregnant, but it was practiced less because even without knotting, one easily got pregnant.
“You’re kidding me, right?” I asked seriously.
He dropped his hand and shook his head.
“Do you think I would lie about that so easily?” he asked as I dropped my jaw.
“I felt nothing. I didn’t feel it, so you must be lying,” I whispered.
A few she-wolves spoke about how you would feel the male’s cock growing inside you to the point of hurting badly before the knot. Some said it was unbearable until it was undone by itself.
He moved his hand and touched my cheek.
“Sherry, are you truly in pain?” he asked in concern.
“No,” I answered honestly.
“I’m glad because the experience differs. Some do feel intense pain, but others go through less pain due to the soothing a mate gives them. You were in pain all this while, weren’t you? That’s why you couldn’t feel my knot, isn’t it?” he asked softly as I kept quiet.
He was right, but I mistook that for mostly rough sex.
I held my breath when he flipped us with me on top. I slowly sat upright and pressed my hands on his stomach gently.
I was uncomfortable having to feel him still inside me, yet I was happy to be with him.
“I guess we’ll be here for a while,” I whispered softly, then smiled at him.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized as my wolf purred.
She was already in love with him in just an hour.
“The urgent matter you went to take care of with Lee, did it turn out well?” I asked softly.
“Yes, it did. I would have asked you to come along, but I was afraid it might be dangerous,” he answered simply.
“I understand,” I whispered.
“Damon,” I called in a low tone.
“Mmm,” he answered in a murmur.
“Let’s learn together how to make each other feel good in bed. Once we know that, how about you proceed to mark me?” I asked.
“That is a very good idea because I don’t like that I wanted to rush things with you because I thought you would feel unwanted and bad if I wasn’t trying to make a move on you. Now I know it was very stupid of me. Let’s work hard together and make it through,” he answered, then smiled.
I yawned and then lay on top of him, feeling tired. With each passing minute, all I could hear was the soft sound of the blowing wind and the low breath of my mate, as my eyes grew heavy.