Chapter 8

Isaiah could feel Olivia's pain as they both stood in the snow, but as soon as he touched her, something changed. Like a spark igniting and passing through his fingertips.

He could instantly smell her arousal. It was damn strong. He could almost taste it and it made his cock twitch in his pants— his wolf was being played with like never before.

He had a sudden urge to rip her clothes off, spread her thighs open and taste the sweet scent she gave off on his tongue right then and there.

He had never felt an urge this powerful until now. He was having a hard time holding back and then she suddenly ran as fast as she could through the snow to the house.

Jesus Christ. He was always in control— specifically his wolf.

As he stood there in the doorway meeting her gaze, the ache stabbed at him again, consuming him. He could feel his wolf trying to claw at the surface.

Olivia's face was flushed and strands of her dark hair had fallen out of the tight bun coiled on top of her head.

His hands came up and broke the elastic band holding it together, letting the long black locks fall and cascade around her beautiful pear shaped face. Her lips were like pink rose petals, almost shaped in a pout when he finally snaked an arm around her, pulling her into his hard body.

His mouth met hers, trying to force his way into her mouth and when she finally allowed him in, his tongue explored every crevice. A primal need took hold of him and it wasn’t about to let her go.

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Olivia couldn’t hold back the urge any longer. It devoured her and when she watched his beautiful eyes shine with a new ring of amber, she knew his wolf took over.

His kiss was primal and raw and she loved everything about it as his tongue dove in deeper. She could feel the low growl emit from the back of her throat as his hands roamed on top of her clothes, trying to feel every one of her curves. Feeling frustrated, she broke the kiss and held up her arms.

Isaiah didn’t hesitate as he grabbed the hem of the hoodie and pulled it up over her head, exposing her bare breasts. She slid off her jogging pants and boxers and now stood perfectly naked before him.

Waiting. Her need growing hungrier by the second.

Olivia had never felt this sexually wound up and she needed him now. She watched his eyes rake over her body before he quickly removed his coat and boots. Isaiah tore his shirt off, exposing the hard muscles that lined his chest and abs. Perfect like a washboard. He slipped out of his jeans and briefs and she watched as his long hard cock bobbed in her direction.

Olivia couldn’t help but touch it. Her small hand grabbed it, barely making it all the way around his shaft and then began to stroke it slowly.

Olivia looked up at Isaiah, her eyes glazed over with want. His scent was so strong that it drove her mad.

His hand grabbed hers and pushed it away, he had his own desires for the moment, and her soft hand stroking his cock was not a part of them right now. He pulled her closer to him, pressing his lips against her as he hoisted her high into the air, carrying her backwards towards the large sectional.

“I need to taste you,” he growled and pushed her on her back onto the sectional. He kneeled down on the floor and spread her thighs apart exposing the pink flesh of her pussy.

She was completely exposed to him and her scent filled the room. His thumb trailed the little black strip of hair that ended right above her clit. He gently rubbed her little nub in circles. A moment later, she felt the tip of his tongue flick her sensitive clit, forcing a moan to escape her throat.

She felt his finger gently swipe her pussy and her entrance. Up and down and nothing more.

“You're so fucking wet Olivia.”

Her body instinctively bucked off the couch, wanting him to touch her more and his hands pressed her thighs back down to the couch. She felt Isaiah’s hot tongue lap at her pussy from bottom to top. Oh, it felt so fucking good.

“You want me to fuck you with my mouth?” He growled.

“God yes!” She whispered. She curved and dug her nails into his shoulders wanting more.

His thumbs parted her lips before gently rubbing her clit again. His hand slid up her stomach and grabbed one of her hands bringing it down to her clit.

"Play while I eat your pussy." He demanded.

Olivia's hand started to move in circles on her clit like he asked and then she felt his warm tongue lapping her pussy like he couldn’t get enough. His lips sucking her lips in his mouth as he lightly played and pulled. She pulled her fingers away and his mouth sucked in her swollen nub. Her hips bucked off the couch.

She felt a thick finger enter her and then another. His warm lips sucking on her clit and his two fingers pumped long and hard, sending her body into delirium and she could feel the first orgasm creep up on her.

Isaiah pumped his fingers in and out of her, working deeper into a rhythm that matched the sucking of his mouth that had devoured her clit.

Her hands flew to her sides then to his hair, not knowing what to do. He curled his two fingers as he stroked her inner walls deeper and harder and she yelled out in pure ecstasy as the wave crashed into her over and over again.

“That’s it. Fuck my fingers.” He growled as she pushed down harder and harder on his hand riding out the orgasm that violently coursed through her.

“Jesus! Fuck!” She screamed out. She could feel his fingers slide free and she felt so empty. She opened her eyes and his mouth curled wickedly as he stared at her.

She watched as he grabbed the hard length of his cock and slid the head up and down her glistening lips. He pushed the tip in ever so slightly and pulled out and rubbed it up and down again.

"Mmm. So fucking perfect." He growled.

She felt the tip slip into her again and Olivia grabbed his ass cheeks and tried to pull him in deeper. "Deeper!" She growled and then watched his lips curl into a smile as he plunged his entire length into her.

“Oh. My. God.” She yelled as he thrust deeper and harder. Her nails dug into his back as he pumped her faster and she matched his pace. She felt dizzy from the feelings that took over her body.

Pure pleasure consumed her like never before. Her pussy walls clamped down on his entire shaft not wanting to let go.

He bent down and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking, nipping and pulling as he continued to thrust deeper sending her to the edge.

Isaiah snaked a hand under her left leg, hiking it up and his cock almost bottomed out as he completely filled her. His lips, mouth, and cock marking her skin, claiming every ounce of her. He was in so deep when she felt herself explode and her body shattered into a thousand pieces. She felt the wave hit her again with every thrust and then she felt his body go rigid and the warmth of his seed inside of her.

Olivia felt lightheaded, disorientation filling her every movement as he pulled out and they both tried to catch their breaths.

“Jesus Christ. What the hell just happened?” She asked panting and laying an arm over her forehead. “That was incredible!”

Isaiah grinned and dipped down giving her a deep kiss on the lips and then looked at her. “Yes, it was. Thirsty?”

“Yes. Water please.” She smiled and watched him get up and walk to the kitchen naked.