Ava woke up and looked around, it wasn’t daylight yet, but with her enhanced wolf vision, She could make out her mate’s body lying beside her. She turned on the light and looked at Lucas lying on his back. His hair was dishevelled. He was still asleep and was only putting on shorts. She looked at his body and noticed that he was still visibly aroused, judging by the bulge in his boxers.
Lucas moved his hand on the bed as if he wanted to grab Ava, but obviously, she wasn’t lying down anymore.
An idea clicked in Ava’s head about the best way to wake him up. She decided to pay him back for all the pounding he did to her p*ssy the last time they f*cked.
She tiptoed from the bed, grabbed ice in a cup, and began to suck on it.
She began to massage him through his boxers while sucking the ice. He gripped the bed though he was still asleep.
After sucking for a while, she put it back into the cup and pulled Lucas’s shorts down before closing her mouth on his tip and sucking him harshly. He jerked and grabbed Ava’s head, still not fully awake.
She took small ice in her mouth before bobbing her head over his dick and using her fingers to massage his balls very slowly.
Lucas cursed immediately. His eyes flew open; he blinked and looked at Ava kneeling and sucking his co*k.
He watched with eyes filled with lust while Ava deep-throated and twirled her tongue around his sensitive tip.
“Yes baby, take me like that,” he moaned.
He loved how his tip disappeared into her hot mouth and how she drooled when he hit her limit, deepthroating him.
She winked at Lucas before she began to massage his ball again, twirling her tongue around his tip, and then she began to suck while rubbing his dick.
His thighs began to tighten, and he could feel himself getting closer…
Lucas loved how she woke him up; this was the best way to wake a man up. He stopped delaying and gave in to the shocking sensations, exploding.
She kept sucking while he shot his cum down her throat. After he spent himself in her mouth, she dropped his dick with a pop sound.
Lucas drew her up and kissed her hot mouth. She smiled at him.
“You were amazing precious,” he said, pulling her on top of him.
“Thanks, my big bad Master,” she said and licked his ear lobe.
He made to return the favour, but she held his hand.
“Am so sore, I don’t think I can take you right now,” she whispered shyly to him.
“How about I lick you?” He questioned.
Ava shook her head. She knew her husband well. His licking always had a side meal which was his c*ck.
Lucas nodded and then kissed her lips, mimicking the fucking rhythm on her mouth, before he laid her head on his chest.
“Then go to sleep now, Since there is nothing else to do,” Lucas said and patted her head.
She pouted, “Nope, can’t sleep. Let’s do something fun.”
“Like what?”
She thought for a while. Strange as it sounds, she’d really never explored her mate’s body, so she decided to do that now.
“Explore my hot mate’s body,” she answered and moved her finger to his tattoo.
She pointed at the snake tattoo she’d never thought to ask about before, “where did you get this?”
Lucas looked at the tattoo his precious was pointing at, the one he got when he was with the rogues.
“You already know I defeated the rogues and formed my pack from there.”
“Yes, I do,” she answered.
He began to caress her body before continuing the story.
“When I lived among them, there were questions about me really being a rogue because of how reformed I was. I didn’t kill the weaklings like they did or steal from the poor and many other things. So I decided to get inked, so they wouldn’t be suspicious of me”.
“Did getting inked really make them less suspicious, or were there other things you did, too?” Ava asked him.
Lucas couldn’t possibly tell her some of the atrocities they did, he’d always tried not to play among, but sometimes he couldn’t run from it.
He took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked, trying to distract her. It worked for a while before she pushed his head back.
“Why the snake? Out of everything you could have inked?”
“This is a Cobra. It always swallows its victim, no matter how big. This was a message for the rogues, I was going to swallow them whole, and I really did.
“What about this tattoo on your hands? Why is this wolf surrounded by…. whatever this is?”
“The Wolf is surrounded by a cage, and that is me, or that was me, the broken wolf on the cage feeling sorry for himself and never thinking to break out of the cage until you came. You and Nani helped me break out of my cage, and there’s not a day I don’t thank the goddess for both of you”.
Lucas looked at Ava lovingly, remembering how his life was before she came in. He couldn’t imagine his life without her. Before meeting her, he was living, but he wasn’t alive until she came along and made him understand the real meaning of being alive. The years she has been with him seem like a new life was breathed into him. She repaired his heart and gave him a handsome son who looked exactly like him.
Ava then pointed at another tattoo, a rose tattoo with thorns, “What does this one mean?”
“I just inked it to remind myself that nothing could be gotten without sacrifices. Living amongst the rogues was challenging. Still, I stayed there and eventually learned all there was to know about them; that was how I got to defeat them along with my accomplices.”
Lucas looked closely at his mate’s body and spotted three faded scars; he pressed his fingertips on them.
Still exploring body features, he decided to ask. “Where did you get these, Ava?”
“When I was still in school, a group of girls liked picking a fight with everyone. They bullied almost everyone younger than them, but I never let them walk all over me, and one day I smashed one of the girl’s heads on the locker while they tried to fight me. I got into trouble for it, but I never got bullied again ever since that day.”
Ava remembered the incident vividly. She got expelled as punishment and, after then, continued her training in the moonlight packhouse under the watchful eyes of Luna Mitchell.
Lucas chuckled. “That’s my girl.”
He kissed her mouth and held her head in place while attacking her with kisses.
Ava’s core began to throb, and she could feel herself getting wetter every second they kissed. He gripped her waist and hosted her legs between his face.
“What are you doing?” She asked, trying to mask her anxiousness.
“I am going to speak Latin between your legs precious for a long time, and no one will stop me,” he smirked and closed his mouth on her tender spot.