Returning to their room, Amanda and Aspen found that they couldn’t resist one another. The knowledge that they were going to be parents both enthralled and terrified them.
“Isn’t this place around us just incredible?” she said, looking out the window of their room later that evening.
“Wherever you are is beautiful,” he said, walking over to kiss her, his arms wrapping around her waist so that his hand was resting on her still flat belly. That would change. Soon he’d not be able to get his arms around her there.
“How can you possibly be so sweet all the time?” she asked.
“I’m not sweet all the time,” he replied, brushing her hair to one side and kissing her neck.
“Yes, you are.”
“Yeah? How about this? Does this feel like sweetness?” he asked, biting her shoulder.
“Mmmm, no. You’re right. That’s not sweet at all. It’s incredibly harsh.”
“You like it when I’m harsh too.”
“I like a mixture of the two.”
“Yeah? So, you like it when I kiss you and then bite your breasts?”
“I more than like it. It feels like ecstasy to me.”
“Ecstasy, huh? Let’s just see how this ecstasy of yours sounds,” he said, reaching between her legs and slipping his fingers inside of her.
She moaned as he explored her wet folds, looking down at her with a wicked grin. She noted how his eyes seemed to get so much darker when he was excited. It was a turn on, just like everything else about him. If there had ever been a perfect man, he was certainly that man. Every day she only found that she fell in love with him a bit more. Her thoughts were interrupted by her own passion, a gasp escaping her lips.
“That’s my girl. Let me feel you drip across my fingers,” he said, slipping in and out of her softly with two digits until she was nothing more than weak putty in his hands. It was the effect he always had on her, which was perfectly fine with her.
Stripping her of her clothes, he removed his own before laying her on the bed. Leaning over her, he held her wrists down with his hands, taking his time to kiss his way up one side of her neck and then down the other before letting go of her arms and moving down to kiss her legs from toe to thigh. She drew in her breath as his lips found their way to her center, lapping softly at her pink folds as she tangled her fingers in his hair.
He took his time with her, touring her body slowly and gently. His kisses were soft and warm as he planted them on her thighs, teasing her clit and pussy as he passed from one leg to the other. Then he focused on her core, dipping his tongue inside of her, sucking at her clit and probing her with his tongue. Her hips arched upward toward him, aching for more of him as she teased her.
“Please, I want you. Make love to me, Aspen,” she begged.
“Not yet. I want to make you squirm. I love watching what you let me do to you,” he breathed against her skin.
“I love the way you make me yours over and over, every time,” she moaned, barely able to get the words out as he stroked her clit with his thumb.
“You are mine. Just like I am yours,” he told her, stroking her pussy in all the right places until she couldn’t hold back. Her body contorted as her need built up inside her, her legs shaking wildly as she exploded against his tongue. He lapped at her swollen folds, the effects of her pregnancy already showing in subtle ways.
“Please, Aspen. I want you so much. Please,” she begged.
Moving upward, Aspen came face to face with her, looking deeply into her eyes. His fingers traced across her lips, her own scent floating behind it as he drew it lightly against them. It was intoxicating.
“I love you, Amanda. You are everything in this world I have ever wanted,” he told her.
“I love you too,” she replied, feeling like the luckiest woman alive.
Burying his hands in her hair, he leaned in to kiss her, his mouth hungry against hers. She moaned as he entered her, his cock throbbing heavily against her aching folds. Wrapping her legs around his back, she met each thrust with reckless abandon, pulling him further and further into her with each stroke. Their bodies bounced back and forth against one another in the throes of passion.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he said, driving into her.
Aspen took his time, fucking her slowly, rhythmically. She could feel every single inch of him as he throbbed and pushed against her walls. Every time with him was earth-shattering and even though she was barely pregnant she was already so much more sensitive. As incredible as their lovemaking had been before, it was now twice as moving.
His thrusts grew more urgent and he pushed into her harder, deeper, faster. She moaned beneath him, closing her eyes and just enjoying the sounds and feel of him. Her hips shoved forward eagerly, meeting each time so their bodies were soon bouncing off one another in perfect harmony, building up to a cataclysmic conclusion.
“Oh, God, I’m coming. Fuck me harder, Aspen. Fuck me,” she begged, not caring if the entire pack could hear her begging all the way down the hall. All she wanted was to feel him ripping her apart, bruising her insides with his heavy cock as he pounded her mightily.
“Yes. I’m coming too. God. You are so fucking tight, so wet. Your pretty little pussy is squeezing my cock so tight.”
It was like a sexual Tourette as he seemed to just lose himself in her completely, forgetting anything but filthy words that streamed from him and were soon joined with an equally aggressive load of cum that spilled into her and flowed down the sides of her battered walls mingled with his. She could feel the slick sticky film clinging to her thighs as he lay there on top of her, sated and exhausted.
After a moment, he rolled to one side, propping up on his elbow to look at her in the darkness. The only fire tonight had been between the two of him and even without the extra heat in the room, she was sweltered in her own perspiration. It clung to her heaving breasts and seemed to attract Aspen’s attention as he leaned forward and sucked at one of her tender nipples. She drew in a sharp breath, causing him to let go and look at her apologetically.
“I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”
“Yes, but only in the best way. That felt absolutely amazing.”
Aspen returned his mouth to her nipple, suckling at it and flicking it around with th tip of his tongue. It was the most incredible mixture of pleasure and pain as she felt herself already aching for him again. Reaching for his hand, she pushed it down between her legs, gasping audibly as he touched her there. Everything was sore and super sensitive. She would have thought that she wouldn’t want to be touched when she was like this, but all she could think about was him fucking her again.
Aspen was more than eager to please, continuing to tease her screaming nipples as he pushed two fingers inside of her and begin slipping them in and out, his thumb rubbing against her clit until she wasn’t sure she could take it anymore.
“Fuck me, I’m getting hard again just watching out turned on you are right now.”
“Take me like a dog, Aspen. I want you to put me on my knees and ram me so hard I can barely stand tomorrow.”
It was the first time he hesitated, whispering to her gently, “Is that safe?”
“Yes, now shut up and do what I told you to do!” she barked at him.
“You certainly don’t have to tell me again,” he told her, pulling her upward and flipping her over to put her on all fours.
Kneeling behind her, he continued rubbing her clit with one hand as he entered her, causing her to yelp loudly, the mixed sensations overwhelming her senses. Soon, she was coming again and again, each wave topping the next in magnitude. Her body shook and quaked with the explosions that rocked it each time.
She could feel Aspen growing even harder inside her, his long, thick cock hitting bottom as he drove into her full force until he could hold back no longer. His body convulsed as he exploded inside of her and then lay lightly on her back, his cock still filling her as their passion faded.
Finally pulling free of her, he lay to one side and she lay beside him, relaxing her head onto his bare shoulder. Both of them were completely sated and exhausted. Amanda felt happier than she had ever been, and she believed he did too. There wasn’t a thought in their heads about what might happen tomorrow. Tonight, they were in a heaven all their own. Amanda lay in the darkness with her head on Aspen’s chest, listening to him breathe quietly as he slept.
She drifted off to thoughts of what their life would be like once the baby came. Things would change for them. Would they still enjoy this level of passion? Not here, not in this confined space, but hopefully this would end soon. Surely the addition of a new shifter pup and possibly being joined by others soon would open up a new world where the Dire Wolves were less of a threat due to being faced with an emerging new breed.