The Cold She-wolf

Chapter Seventeen: better keep those moans as hushed as possible

Arabel's POV

  "Cyrus," I called again, this time, pulling his head away from my chest so I could look him in the eyes. Big mistake, really big mistake. Those eyes shouldn't exist. Instead of telling him what I called him for, I cradled his face and kissed him gently. I temporarily forgot what I was worried about and reveled in the pleasure. Between his eyes and his lips, I was a goner. I thought I was the one charming him into doing this with me. How did the table turn on me?

   Cyrus broke the kiss, still holding my gaze. As if the beast didn't need air, he slid down my body, his hands leaving trails of fire until he was sitting on his legs between mine, his hands now holding my legs apart to stop them from closing in. Cyrus smirked dubiously, walking his index and middle fingers atop my thigh and sending a thin shivering vibration rocketing through my body. "Tell me, Arabel, were you going to say something just now?" He asked with a husky, low voice, his fingers teasing the skin right about the elastic band of my panties. Don't even ask me where my skirt went. I don't remember when that piece was taken off.

   I gulped as he continued to hold my gaze with those eyes, his fingers continuously and tortuously walking over my skin. The lightness of the digits and the careful but meticulous graze of his sharp claws had spasms of sensations building up in my core. Each second gawked at my tenacity and I quickly lost my will. Why was I being stubborn anyway? It suddenly didn't make any sense. "Answer me, Ara, what were you going to say?"

   "N…nothing…" I stammered. He smiled innocently as if he wasn't responsible for my predicament.

   "There, aren't you a good girl," he cooed. I bit down on my tongue, resisting the urge to say something that will result in another troubling situation. Cyrus crossed over my leg and pushed them close. Knowing what he wanted, I lifted myself off the bed and allowed him to slip the panties down my ass and off my legs. He returned to settle between my legs, spreading my legs apart once more and exposing my dripping sex to him. His hypnotizing gaze finally set me free, averting to my cunt as he lowered his head between my legs and blessed my core with his breath. His hot breath against the cold liquid seeping out of me was like a cup of water after peppermint treats. The cool feeling traveled through my body, specifically settling in my abdomen. He walked his fingers up one pussy lip and then trailed them along my slit, stopping right before he reached the heated hole.

   His fingers stopped the delay and parted open my labia, tracing the fluid of my arousal. Then he darted his tongue out, a light tease at first before it fully took the course. He started with my folds, then journeyed to my clit. My mind felt as though it was collapsing and my body felt as though it was melting on the bed. Heat built up in my cold body which made me dizzy and coupled with the sensation of his mouth exploring every part of me, perhaps my mind was really collapsing. My body fought to return to its usual temperature, but his magic was stronger and forced it down, causing a commotion in my body that deviously filled me with more desires. I struggled to keep my legs open, but on instinct, my legs kept closing in. His claws scraped along my thigh, silently warning me to keep my legs open or there would be consequences.

   It was difficult trying to remember to keep them open with a blank head and dizzy brain. He gave my mind no time for recovery, plunging his digits into my hole as his mouth continued to ravish my nub. I pressed my palms against my lips, suppressing the sound of my moans and whimpers. I was a default screamer, I got to discover that only when Cyrus came into the picture. Usually, I wouldn't shut myself up, but screaming wouldn't go unheard. Cyrus, however, was aiming at that. He wanted me to lose my cool and scream.

   His callous fingers continued to nail me, hard as his mouth continued to work its magic, drawing more juice from my heated core. Every nerve in my body throbbed, especially the bundle of nerves covered by his mouth. My pussy clenched around his fingers, tighter than I expected it to. I was almost at my limit.