The Cold She-wolf

Chapter Ninety-five: you can take it off

Krystal's POV

   "What do you think you are doing?"

   "Getting rid of the tension, that's what," I rolled my eyes and placed my hands on his chest to push him away, but he didn't budge. He grinned even more brightly, making my heart flutter and a small smile crawled on my lips. He was doing it again, overwhelming me with that sense of happiness and love.

   I stretched my hand upward and wrapped my hand around his neck. The other hand remained on his chest. I slipped my hand into his shirt, through the opening of his buttons. I slide my palm up and down his chest, my mind sort of blank. I wasn't exactly thinking of anything as I rubbed his chest. All I could feel was extreme exhilaration and contentment, and a distant sense of lust.

   "Hey," he whispered, forcing my mind back to reality. "Do you want me to take it off?" Huh? I looked at him with confusion for a few seconds before I understood what he was referring to. I opened my mouth to object and flatly turn him down, but stopped and mulled over it briefly. Why do I need to turn him down? It's not like I'm completely against sex, it wasn't so bad. Plus, I promised to work on the way I treat him. There were only two problems.

   "You have to promise me that you will control the amount of blood you take from me if you end up lusting for it. I need my strength,"

   "Your blood is cold, so it's like drinking a cold delicious drink. My vampire won't…" I stared at him blankly. He chuckled nervously. "I'll try my best to control him,"

   "And we have limited time so you can't exhaust me like you did the last time," I gave him a stern look. He needs to reconsider my position and have mercy. I can't keep up with his stamina just yet. He nodded energetically. "Then, you can take it off,"

   "Yes!" With his stamina, will this short time be enough? Merlynn pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it aside. I had seen it already but it was like every time I beheld his chest, I'm awestruck all over again. Goodness! He's beautiful and far too perfectly molded for reality.

   Lynn hurriedly pressed his lips to mine. I flipped us around, straddling his lap as his tongue met mine. Merlynn backed up against the headboard as we kissed, enjoying the sweetness of each other's mouths. The taste of his tongue is beyond sweet, it's orgasmic. I mewled, wrapping my hands tightly around his neck. I couldn't get enough of his taste, it was like a drug and I was high on it.

   His hands which had been on my waist glide down to my ass, kneading the cheeks and pulling me forward into his stiff member. He was wearing light pants so I could feel his wood better but my clothes were an obstacle. I detached our lips and shook my head when he tried to kiss me again. "Hold on," I released the tucked hem of my top and pulled it over my head, then dropped it on the bed. He tried to kiss me again but I placed my hand on his chest again, pushing him back.

   "I'm not d—"

   "Let's do a roleplay," I said, pulling my hair up into a bun. He watched me in a sort of daze. I'm not sure what exactly he was thinking about, but it turned me on and encouraged me. "I'm your sexy and attractive girlfriend, a high-spirited vulgar woman and you're my innocent boyfriend who recently lost his virginity—"

   "That's just switching our roles," true. "But you're always sexy,"

   "I'm about to give you your first blowjob and you are nervous,"

   "If you are a vulgar woman, does that mean you don't love me?" He asked with a mischievous lopsided grin. I glared at him but he shrugged.

   "Fine. I fell in love with you and made you mine and tonight is about showing you how much I love and care for you, to convince you of my true feelings. Our first time was a drunken mistake and I'm determined to make you see that it meant everything to me."

   Merlynn closed his eyes and breathed deeply. I wondered what he was doing, then he opened his eyes, and the expression he made almost made me have a stroke. My heart stopped beating for a few seconds. He gave me the most innocent expression, like a cute little kitten. He looked so innocent that I almost believed he was indeed a clueless virgin boy. I stared at him, appalled by the expression and the immaculate vibe switch.

This guy is good.

   "Krystal, I'm not sure about this," he said, blinking his eyes slowly and innocently. I blinked in a daze before shaking my head and getting into character.

   I smiled seductively and placed my finger on his lips. "Shh. Don't speak. Tonight is about you, not me. So sit back and enjoy this for as long as I can hold on,"

   "That's not right—" I nudged him in the stomach, making him grunt. He murmured an apology and returned to character. Right, let's do this!

   I kissed him again, not lasting long before trailing wet kisses from his lips to his neck. His orgasmic scent filled my nostrils as I kissed him, wetting his chin and throat with my tongue. I kissed a path down his perfect chest, lingering on his right nipple. I tenderly pulled his nipple into my mouth, nibbling and sucking lightly on the small piece. Lynn groaned as the sensation coursed through his body. Whatever he was feeling must be good enough for his body to jerk a bit.

   His reaction was encouraging. I lapped on the nipple and feasted hard on it, before moving to the other nipple and repeating the action. His small groans and sighs evolve into low hisses and grunts, but not enough to pull out a moan. His cock grew harder by the minute, making the wetness between my thighs pool up faster.

   "Fuck," he moaned, I finally pulled it out. The sound motivated me even further and increased the aggressiveness of my tease. I should scold him that good boys don't swear, but I let it go as he let out more moans.

   His cock twitched against my thighs and I knew it was getting too hard for him. I reached for the fly of his pants and unfastened the top button, then unzipped it, giving his strained bulge a bit of air. I tentatively felt the wood from his briefs and it was super hard. I pulled my mouth away from his nipple and looked down at his bulge.

   I grabbed his pants and tugged them down his legs, and tossed them at the edge of the bed. I watched the pants fall off the side of the bed before looking back at Lynn. Well, his cock to be precise. I take in the sight of his angry-looking erection. I would believe it if anyone told me his cock was mad at me because it looked that way. It'd be a shame if I don't appease his anger. With that in mind, I held the waist of his briefs and eagerly tugged the smooth material down his thick thighs.

   As expected, he takes my breath away with his length and girth. Literally, I couldn't breathe for a few seconds. The sight of him makes me more excited than I expected, and the proof was my pulsating pussy and increasing wetness. I was beyond delighted to see him again, despite the stress it put me through the last time. Hopefully, it'd be different this time.