The Cold She-wolf

Chapter Ninety-six: silent confession

Krystal's POV

   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.

   Remembering my ticking time limit, I settled between his legs and ushered kisses down his chest to his awaiting aroused member. I looked up at him and saw that he was watching me, giving me the face of an innocent boy who is stupefied but filled with anticipation for what is to come next. My pussy throbbed just by looking at his face. The pure innocence on his face was a massive turn-on, mostly because he was giving off an omega vibe and I was an alpha.

   I maintained eye contact with him as I took him into my mouth, starting first with light kisses on the tip before swallowing him whole. He let a few surprised gasps at the beginning but soon settled into throaty moans as I took him into my mouth. He breaks eye contact first, throwing his head back against the headboard and sliding his body downward, causing his dick to thrust deeper into my throat.

   I stared at him, watching him writhe and struggle to keep his composure as I devoured his hardness like a drug candy. His hands were squeezing the sheets, his toes curling up and straightening as he let out small incessant moans. His hand soon found my hair and gathered a handful, then he pushed my head down, thrusting his hip forward and shoving more of him into my mouth, more than I can handle.

   I gagged, my eyes stinging and tears streaming down my face. My throat was stuffed and my lungs were deprived of air. My inside screamed for air, the lack of it causing me slight dizziness. But, the inside of my pussy clenched on nothing as pleasure consumed me. I couldn't see anyways, so I lowered my gaze and closed my eyes.

   His moans filled the air like a lovely song, his hips thrusting relentlessly and filling my tight throat with his thick anatomy. I relished more on the involuntary trembles of his legs, the delightful music of his moans and grunts, and the sweet smell of his arousal. His pace started slowing down so I did the same to match it. The light shudder of his body and the twitching of his cock made me know that he was close.

   I already knew him enough to be aware that when giving him a blowjob, if his dick starts twitching, it's time to add his balls to the oral assault to help him release his load faster. I sucked him in harder, clenching my throat to increase the pleasure of the suction. His body convulsed lightly before he freezes and then he spurt his hot loads down my throat.

   It still doesn't taste nice to me, but since he liked it, I sucked off every last bit of his release before looking up at him to see which expression he had on his face this time. It was worth giving myself an award.

It's hot.

   I sat up, grabbing the top I discarded a few minutes ago. I used it to mop off some of the sweat and then released some cold fog on my body. "You okay, Babe?" Lynn asked, still a bit out of breath.

   I looked at his semi-dazed face and smiled a little. "I'll be fine," I tossed the top aside again. "Now, let's get back to business," I said, unclasping my bra. I freed my chest from the imprisonment of my bra, revealing my breasts and perky nipples. Of course, his eyes immediately fell on my breasts. He bit his lip, lust once again filling his eyes and his cock twitching again.

   I pushed myself up and stood on the bed. I released my hair again and made a show of releasing the back zipper of my skirt and letting the skirt pool at my feet. The main show was taking off my panties while maintaining my seductive gaze. I straddled his legs, intentionally hovering over his cock. He impatiently grabbed my waist with one hand and his dick with the other, pushing it to the opening of my pussy.

   "Patience is a virtue," I teased, holding myself back from sinking down on his cock. My walls were already clenching and begging for his dick.

   "Baby, please,"

   "I thought this was a bad idea," I laughed.

   "I…I…" he trailed off, blushing shyly. I stared at him with amusement for a few seconds before chuckling.

   "Since you asked nicely," with that, I sank down on him, letting out a moan as his member glided into me. Geez! How can sex feel this good? This kind of immoral pleasure shouldn't exist.

   Lynn's dick filled me up and my walls held him tight, squeezing out every space left inside me. I start by placing my hands on his chest and rocking him back and forth. As the hair-yanking, toe-curling ecstasy began to build up, I placed my hands on his shoulders and leaned into him, my body jouncing as the sensation coursed through me.

   We were consumed with moans, kisses, and grunts. I maintain a steady pace because I didn't know if my body could carry the consequences of going faster, but I knew it wasn't enough. I needed more. It wasn't just the pleasure and bliss, it was the warmth in my chest, the overwhelming emotions building up in there. I wanted to drown him in the passion he was invading me with. Or maybe we were both drowning already and the passion consuming me was consuming him too, pushing and pulling.

   I wanted him all to myself. It felt like I was being dragged away from reality and the only thing anchoring me was him. He was everything I needed. I could feel his extravagant love for me and I wanted to keep that love for myself for good. I wanted him to keep seeking my warmth and heart, and I wanted my heart to feel the same.

   I leaned forward, placing my forehead against his. We stared into each other's eyes and in that moment, I let the truth slip through my eyes. If he could read feelings through his eyes, then he would be able to see them. He would have seen how I let my love for him slip. The feeling I was trying to suppress escaped, the one I was denying. I was in love with him, not as much as he was but enough to know that I love him.

   His eyes widened and a gasp escaped his lips. He knew, he saw it and he understood. But, he was smart enough to pretend like he didn't see it. Instead, he pulled me into another kiss. I stopped moving for a few seconds as we engaged in a passionate and sweet kiss. Merlynn rolled us over, pushing me into the bed. "I love you," he whispered into my ear.

   My heart skipped. "You can stop the roleplay now. Fuck me like you will but go easy,"

   Merlynn groaned and a shudder ran through my body as his suppressed aura released and he was back to the Lynn that I knew. The dark force of his vampire's presence made me hiss and groan, but I didn't fret away. Instead, I pour every ounce of affection and passion into our bond so he'd feel every bit of it without saying a word.

   I hissed again when his fangs pierced into the skin of my neck. I should have held it back but the moment his fangs penetrated my neck, all my emotions unleashed. I didn't need to say it for him to know now. It was in the air, in my scent, in the bond, in my heart.

   He rams into me with vigor, grunting and moaning into my neck as he sips my blood. The euphoria from the draw of my blood and the continuous thrust of his hips sent me buried deep inside the sea of neverending bliss. As usual, his energy is exorbitant. I reached my release first, but he was still as rigid as ever. In a few seconds, I'm kneeling with my face buried in the pillow while he plundered me.

   Merlynn tensed and orgasmed, shooting his semen into me. I lifted my face from the pillow, breathing out of my mouth gently. I knew it wasn't over. For someone who could fuck me all night long, two rounds will never be enough. I just hope he'd be satisfied enough before the given time.