Beginning to feel a dull ache developing deep in my belly, I badly wanted to kiss Ryan and have him kiss me back, passionately. However, the very moment that he began leaning in, loud knocking sounded at the front door.
With a quiet groan, he turned his face in that direction, frowning. “Who could that be?”
Not having any clue, I shrugged. “The way they’re knocking, though, it sounds like somebody wanting something important.”
Having only stopped for a few seconds, the knocking started back up again, and Ryan swore under his breath.
“I’ll go see who it is.”
It turned out to be a shifter named David, who’d been sent by Eric to summon Ryan. There was some kind of Creeper trouble at the north wall, David said, and all hands-on deck were needed.
Ryan told David that he’d be right there. “Just give me one second.”
David said okay and left, and Ryan closed the front door.
“Now, where were we?”
Surprised by his seeming lack of urgency, I sputtered for a moment. “Are you serious? I don’t think we have any time for kissing right now.”
“Yes, we do.”
Before I could protest further, Ryan pulled me into his arms and brought his mouth to mine. And within an instant, I began to feel that I was melting in the feel of his strong embrace. Making some soft sound of pleasure, I wrapped my arms around his neck, soon realizing that it had been far too long since I’d been kissed. It had been far too long since I’d had any kind of intimate attention from a man. Not only had I been single for the duration of the Chaos, but I’d been single for six months beforehand too. And now, my body seemed intent on reminding me of this, quickly responding to the length of Ryan’s long, hard body as he pressed it against me.
When he intensified our kiss after a short while, probing my lips apart with his own, I moaned quietly, feeling the dull ache low in my belly developing into urgent need. Despite the fact that Ryan was practically a stranger, I suddenly wanted him to pull my clothes off and touch me all over, maybe even setting me down on the nearby couch to do so.
However, to my extreme dismay, he soon broke our kiss, saying that he had to go. “Before I do, though….”
With his eyes a bit glassy, he surveyed my face, and I wasn’t sure that he was going to finish his thought.
“’Before I do’ what, Ryan? What do you want to do before you go?”
After another moment spent just surveying my face, he finally spoke in a low, husky voice. “Before I do, I just want to see how hungry you are. I just want to see if I can feel it.”
I asked him what he meant, and he moved his mouth to my ear and spoke in a husky near-whisper. “I want to touch your pussy and see if our kiss already made you wet.”
A fluttery exhale of breath was my only response. Still holding me close in one arm, Ryan slid a hand down the front of the yoga pants I was wearing, bypassing my underwear as well along the way.
Soon, with a sharp intake of breath, he was exploring my pussy lips, which were already slick by this point. “I thought you might be wet already, Ellie, because something just tells me you’re a very hungry girl.”
I moaned in response, wanting him to continue on with his exploration, and he did, lightly running a finger between my slick lips.
“Something just tells me that you’re a very naughty girl, too, Ellie. Are you?”
Incredibly turned on, yet slightly embarrassed to answer his question at the same time, I said nothing, and he tried again.
“Are you a naughty, horny girl, Ellie?”
Still slightly embarrassed and uncertain if I could force myself to verbally respond, I hesitated. However, just then, while breathing heavily near my ear, Ryan found my clit and began slowly stroking it with a fingertip, making me cry out the word yes.
In response, he gave my earlobe a little nibble, chuckling quietly. “Good. Now, I just want to leave you with this thought.” Pausing for a moment, he abandoned my clit and began slowly sliding two fingers in and out of my pussy, making me moan. “When I’m really turned on, I get rock-hard, although believe me, my cock is much thicker than those skinny little candles in the kitchen. So, if you like the feeling of having your pussy completely filled….”
“Ryan, please just take me upstairs right now.”
To my complete disappointment, a low chuckle and another brief nibble on my earlobe was the first part of his response before he said a quiet no. “Not yet. But soon. Because I think you’re the type of naughty, horny girl who badly needs to feel a big, hard cock sliding in and out of her pussy. I think you’re the type of naughty, horny girl that badly needs to cum.”
Literally weak with desire to the point that I felt like my knees might give out beneath me, I could only whimper in response. Flicking his tongue across my earlobe, Ryan slowly pulled his fingers from my pussy and gave my clit a few more light strokes before pulling his hand out of the front of my pants altogether, making me whimper again, this time in almost unbearable frustration.
“Ryan….”
“Soon, Ellie. Good things come to those who wait…and something just tells me that you might cum even harder with two strong alpha shifters in your bed instead of one.”
As turned on as I was, the mere thought of that made me sigh with desire, slightly dizzy.
With his voice low and husky, Ryan spoke again near my ear. “Eric and I both want you badly, you know. He’s made a few comments to me already that have made that perfectly clear; and as for me, I think my cock jumped a mile in my pants the first second I saw you. I want you so badly, in fact, that I’m more than fine with ‘sharing’ you with him…especially if being ‘shared’ might help you to cum the hardest you ever have in your life. I know I’d love to see that beautiful sight…you completely naked…sweaty. Crying out while being stuffed with a big, hard cock from behind while another man strokes your throbbing little clit with a fingertip.”
Leaning into Ryan, I bit back a moan of desire. “Please just stay. Please just take me upstairs right now.”
Just then, some commotion sounded from the street, in front of the house. It sounded like maybe a few men shouting.
Clenching his jaw, Ryan glanced over at the front door before brushing a very quick kiss against my lips. “I’ve got to go. Sounds like maybe they’re calling for everyone to get a move on out there. Now, maybe you can head out to the kitchen and finish putting the rest of your things away or something while I, um…while I think some very non-sexual thoughts and collect myself, here, for a minute.”
Pretty sure I knew what he meant, I looked down and saw that the front of his olive-green cargo pants was tented by what appeared to be a very large, very hard erection.
Biting back a whimper of near-torturous desire, I gave him a kiss on the lips just as quick as the one he’d given me. “Please come back soon, when you can.”
He said that he would, and I somehow forced myself away from him and dashed off toward the kitchen. Once there, out of his line of sight, I tried to slow my ragged breathing and busy myself with unpacking the rest of the items from the box that Jessie had left on the island. I’d put at least ten makeup items away in a cupboard half-filled with mugs before I realized that what I was doing wasn’t quite right.
After redirecting my efforts to tidying up the island and putting away dinner, my thoughts turned to Ryan out in the foyer, and I wondered just how exactly he was causing his big erection to “deflate” out there. I imagined him taking deep breaths, thinking about baseball maybe or even things as horrible as Creepers and global destruction.
Regardless of what he thought of or didn’t think of, it seemed to work after a minute or two, and I heard the front door close. Having a sudden thought, I dashed out to the foyer and looked through the clear glass panels on one side of the door just in time to see Ryan shift into his wolf form, which was what I’d hoped to catch a glimpse of. Enormous and majestic, with thick, dark gray fur, he quickly went from a trot to a full-out run, soon overtaking other wolves running in the street. Watching this display of alpha dominance, I sighed quietly, wondering just how long it might be before he returned.