He leaned in as I was sitting in front of him. He took my hand and wrapped it around his hard shaft that made me gulp. It looked angry and I could almost tell like it was a huge snake, ready to bite his prey.
“Then move it up and down…” he said in his hoarse voice as he guided me up and down.
“Like this?” I asked as I followed what he taught me. I was already flustered when I moved it up and down.
“Yes… Shit… That’s right, Rachelle…” he said, groaning. He even closed his eyes.
I wet my lips, feeling happy and bold at the same time. I couldn’t believe I can pleasure Claude right now. This was the very first time I would ever do this with him.
I stared at his shaft but there was a naughty idea that came out from me. Why do I feel like I want to lick it? I want to do what Claude did to me. Like he ate me and it was so fucking good. It was mind-blowing.
I kissed Claude while bobbing his shaft up and down. I got to taste the tangy flavor inside his mouth. Most probably from the time he ate me and licked me clean the moment I reached my peak. It tasted delicious when it was inside his mouth.
I left his lips and started leaving wet kisses on his neck. I got to hear his ragged breath. I copied what he did to me and how he pleasured me. I licked and sucked his earlobe before going down to the crook of his neck. I licked it clean where I am going to mark him in case we did the mating ritual.
I rained him some wet kisses on his chest before going down to his stomach. I looked up seeing Claude looking down at me like he was anticipating something from me. I smirked at him before I stopped my eyes to his shaft and did the first thing that came out of my mind.
“Oh, shit! Rachelle! What-”
He groaned loudly when I had his rod inside my mouth, soaking it with my saliva. I got to taste the saltiness of him. Claude suddenly grabbed a handful of my hair, guiding me on what I must do.
“Rachelle… Yes! Suck me!”
And I did. I sucked him which earned him a loud groan again. His hips were moving forward to meet my mouth.
“Faster, love…” he whispered in his difficult tone.
I bobbed my head up and down. I almost gagged just how big he was. It was embarrassing for me but I still did it as I want to let Claude experience the same mind-blowing like what I experienced earlier. I gagged when Claude started meeting my pace as his hips were thrusting inside my mouth so fast.
Then moments later, he came inside of my mouth which widened my eyes in surprise. I got to taste more of him. It was warm and salty.
“Spit it out,” he told. But I did otherwise. His eyes widened. “Rachelle!” He gasped as he took his robe to wipe my mouth. “Why-” I stopped him and swallowed his seeds.
I licked my lips after that before I smiled. “We’re even now…” I wiped my lips with my forearm.
He looked at me in disbelief before he chuckled and hugged me. “You’ll be the death of me, woman.”
I laid on top of him while he used my robe to cover our naked bodies. I was laying my head to his chest, quietly listening to the loud pounding of his heart.
“Are we not really going to do the mate ritual, Claude?” I asked as I felt Claude’s hands caressing my back and started drawing irregular circles that sent tingles down my spine.
“As much as I want to pound inside you, we can’t.”
My eyes widened from his honest response I got and as to how vulgar he was. I knew that Claude was trying his best to hold back just the way he touched me earlier.
“What if I can’t get pregnant on our first try? Like it takes so many times to do it before I could finally conceive a pup inside me.” I raised my head and looked at him.
He grinned. “Do you really want me inside you?”
I looked away as I felt myself blushing. I just hid my face to the crook of his neck. “Never mind, you jerk.” I scoffed which earned him a chuckle.
“Rachelle…” He caressed and kissed my hair. “We can only do foreplay for now. As soon as the war ends, I can finally take you and get you pregnant with our pup.” His soothing husky voice was swaying me.
“What if I try to seduce you the night before I depart?” I asked, not minding the words I kept saying. Why do I keep pushing the mate ritual anyway when we already talked about this thing?
“I won’t let myself be seduced by you. Because once you get pregnant while in the middle of the war, you have to retreat and I will ask Cairo to take over leading the brigade.”
I clenched my hand. I didn’t like that idea… “Okay.” That was all I could say. I would miss my chance if I ever got pregnant.
But something was pushing me to still do the mate ritual. The words from the Moon Goddess kept repeating in my head.
“Let’s get some sleep. What do you think? I don’t want to get you tired as you will be busy tomorrow.”
I frowned as he lifted me in his arms. Claude chuckled at my reaction but he kissed my cheek the moment he laid me down on my bed.
“Aren’t you getting spoiled?” He tapped my nose as he settled beside me. I flinched when he cupped my breast and started massaging it.
His actions made me wet down there. I tried to suppress my moan but Claude fondled my nipple causing me to rock myself back and forth to his front. Gliding my wet core to his hard shaft that earned him a groan.
“Claude… Please…” I pleaded. But I didn’t know what I was pleading to.
Claude locked his lips to mine as he held my waist and placed my leg over his. He positioned his shaft in between my wet core and started rocking back and forth like he was relieving me and my sensitive bud. I joined in his rhythm as I held his face to deepen his kiss.
My moan suffocated inside his mouth when Claude’s pace started to be faster than before. He was gliding his rod teasing me up and down. I released his lips and moaned, digging my nails to his back.
“More… More… Claude, more!” I kept moaning as I met his pace.
“Shit… Rachelle… I really want to be inside you…”
I gasped loudly when he started using his fingers to enter inside me. I fell back on my head to the pillow as the sensation was getting intense. Beads of sweat were already covering us. Claude lowered his head to suck one of my nipples, earning me a loud moan. It was delicious and so good that I wanted to have him more.
“You’re so tight…” he whispered to my ear after he pleased my breasts. “Look at my fingers entering inside you, Rachelle.”
I bit my lower lip and raised my head. Claude spread my other leg so I could see what he was doing. I was opening my mouth, panting from the sensation as his three fingers were inside me while his thumb was pleasing my sensitive bud. His skillful fingers started to get faster and faster, making me want to reach something.
“Shit…” I fell back on my head back to the pillow as I screamed Claude’s name when I reached the peak of my pleasure. I arched my back as my body shivered from the sensation.
I was panting, slowly opening my eyes to see Claude licking his fingers. He smirked when our eyes met.
“Your juice really tastes sweet… I can’t get enough of it,” he complimented with a grin.
I just huffed as I felt drowsy from tiredness. “I’m sleepy…” Just how many times Claude made me reach my orgasm? I want more… I want more of him.
Claude chuckled. “Sleep now. You still have things to work on.” He kissed my forehead.
I frowned. “But it’s our honeymoon…”
He wiped the beads of sweat from my face. “Love, we can’t do the mate ritual… As much as I want to impregnate you, we can’t stay for a honeymoon.”
“We can take a stroll…” Then I remembered something.
“But you’re in heat right now.” He furrowed his eyebrows. “I can still smell your deep arousal, Rachelle. We can’t go out for a stroll. There are unmated male werewolves that would smell you.” He huffed angrily. “I’m going to kill them if they ever lay their hands on you…” He growled.
Chuckling and feeling drowsy, I combed his wet hair. “Since I’m in heat, why don’t you relieve me? I really want you inside me, Claude…” I teased him.
“Nice try but no. My fingers are already enough to relieve you for a short span of time.”
I pouted but dropped the subject. There was no way I could change Claude’s mind right now. He was really holding on that he mustn’t do the mate ritual with me. I sighed. I need to be considerate of what Claude was doing for me.
If I ever got pregnant with our pup while in the middle of the war, I couldn’t get to lead the brigade properly. That was the last thing I wanted to experience.
When Claude received no response from me, he positioned us in a spooning position as he planted a soft kiss in my hair. As I drifted off to sleep, I faintly heard the words he whispered.
“I love you, Rachelle…”