Julia
I didn’t want to pull my eyes away from the wolf’s, but my husband wasn’t doing as I had asked him to. “Artimus?” I asked quietly as I cut my eyes to one side.
That was all it took. Our connection broken, the wolf turned and ran back into the darkness.
My husband came to me, taking my hand to help me up off the floor. “Julia, are you insane? There was no way in hell I was going to open that door. Are you seriously telling me you thought it would be a good idea to let a wild animal into this house?”
With a shrug, I had to admit that I didn’t know why I’d said what I had. “I suppose you’re right.”
He chuckled as he scooped me up in his strong arms. “Oh, you just suppose I’m right. Believe me, baby. I am right about not opening the door to allow a wolf to come inside.”
I could see he was heading to the master suite upstairs. The wine would have to wait; my husband needed my complete attention. And I had something special in mind for the man I loved more than life itself.
As we came into the large bedroom, the full moon could be seen coming up through the glass balcony doors. The moon lent its silver light to the snow that blanketed the ground beneath us. “Look at that moon, baby. It seems so much bigger out here in Wyoming, doesn’t it?”
“It does.” He put me on the bed, and I took him by the wrists, making him grin at me. “How about you go into the shower and start it up? Make sure it’s nice and steamy. Take a seat on that bench that’s in there, and we’ll see what happens from there.”
“Seems like you’ve made a plan in that beautiful head of yours, Julia.” I released him then he turned to go do what I’d said to, stripping his clothes off to further entice me as he did.
One sock, then the other came off. His jeans hit the floor then he stepped out of them. His shirt hit the floor next. And just before he walked through the bathroom door, his underwear was left on the floor outside of it.
I waited until I heard the shower going before I got off the bed and pulled my clothes off. One long howl rang out outside, and I walked over to the glass doors. The same wolf had come out onto the open patch of snow not far from the balcony. It was looking up at me and howling again.
It was at that moment I realized that the wolf was my totem animal spirit. That had to be the reason I felt such a kinship with it.
“Goodnight, wolf.” I waved at the beautiful animal. I wasn’t positive if it was a male or a female. Not that it mattered, but I thought it looked like a male. It was very big and with it being all alone, I just figured it was a male who had strayed away from his pack. “I hope you find your pack soon.”
Turning away, I went to make my husband feel special. After that, I had something to ask him.
The room was filled with steam when I walked in. I closed the door behind me to trap the steam inside with us. It was warm, damp, and eerily erotic.
Without saying a word, I slipped into the large shower. Artimus sat on the bench in the middle of it. His head rested against the cream-colored tile wall. His eyes were closed.
Getting on my hands and knees, I made my way to him. Kissing the top of each foot, I began to work my way up his body, kissing, grazing, sucking at times.
Moving my hands against his inner thighs, I spread his legs as he looked down at me. “God, I love you, baby.” He ran one hand through my wet hair.
Running my tongue along the inside of one of his thighs, I whispered, “And I love you, my sweet man. Let me show you how much I love you.”
Taking his erect cock with both hands, I moved them up and down the long length of it as I kissed the head then licked it a few times before putting it into my mouth.
The groan he made as he clenched his hands on my shoulders told me how much he was enjoying it. “God!”
Moving one hand to stroke his cock where my mouth left it, I massaged his balls with the other. I loved the way he tasted, salty and hot. His satin-like skin over the rock-hardness of his shaft made me hungry for more.
Needing more, I moved my mouth faster, hungering for his cum. Humming as I sucked him, I tasted the slightest bit of what I wanted. He tugged at my hair. “Baby, I’m about to blow.” He was giving me the option of drinking him down or not.
I kept going, wanting to taste him. The act made him growl then he took me by the shoulders, holding them with a tight grip.
Thick ropes of cum began to shoot down my throat as he made some pretty terrific noises. Ingesting his seed only served to make me more ravenous for him.
But he wasn’t interested in me getting more of him. He moved like a cat as he pushed me back to lie on the warm, tiled shower floor. His hands spread my legs, then his mouth was on my pussy.
I was already fully aroused, my clit swollen. His tongue tapped it once, and I screamed as it was so sensitive. He took the hint, moving lower to run his tongue through my folds then into my hole, pushing it in and out, then licking up my folds again.
I couldn’t stop making noises; it felt so damn good.
Leading with his nose, he made one last trip with his tongue up my cunt then took my clit between his lips, pulling it up then licking and sucking it until I was screaming for mercy with a mind-numbing orgasm.
Scrambling to pick me up, Artimus sat back down on the bench, putting me on his lap, facing him. He slid me down on his hard cock, looking at where we joined the whole time. “You were made for me, Julia Wolfe.”
“I know I was.” I moved my hands up his arms, stopping at his muscular biceps and hanging on as I waited for him to pick me up to move my body to stroke him. “Oh, these muscles, babe.” I kissed one of them as he pulled me up then let me slide back down his erection.
Nudging my head with his chin, he got me to lean back. “Oh, these delicious tits.” He leaned over and took one into his mouth, giving it a nice long suck that sent chills through me.
“Ah!” I clenched my pussy around his cock as he sucked my tit. Watching his head move as he pulled at my breast, I found it so erotic that I had an orgasm.
He moaned, still moving me up and down as he kissed his way to my other breast. “We can’t leave this one out.”
I could barely breathe as the orgasm was still rocking my body as he began his assault on the other breast, sucking it with unending hunger. “Oh, God!”
One would think I would’ve been used to how my husband affected my body. But I never got used to it. I never really knew what would happen each time we shared ourselves.
My body heated up as he pulled on my tit until I came again. My nails gouged into his back as I screamed with the pleasurable sensation that sent stars into my vision.
Moving, he got up, keeping us attached as he did, somehow. Then he had me on my back on the shower floor again. His hard cock pounded into me as he pinned my shoulders to the floor. “Look into my eyes, Julia.”
I opened my eyes to do what he said. I could see so much in his blue eyes. That included my reflection. Seeing myself in his eyes always sent a thrill through me. It made me feel as if I was inside of him. In his brain, in his heart, even in his soul.
Connection didn’t seem to be the word I could use for what we had when we made love. It was more like immersion. He and I would turn into one creature, hellbent on using every part of the body we shared to get to the place only he and I could get to together.
What we had wasn’t normal, but it was completely natural.
His thrusts were hard, demanding, and with only a few of them, he had me orgasming again. This time he couldn’t hold back, and he filled me with his hot cum as we both cried out with the simultaneous release.
Panting to try to catch our breaths, he fell on top of me, his weight comfortable and welcome.
When all the panting had stopped, I whispered the question I had been longing to ask him, “Artimus, can we have a baby?”
Pulling his head up, he looked at me with a smile on his handsome face. “I thought you would never ask.”