Temptations [A Wattpad Creator's Novel]

8.An Ass Kink Kind Of Bride

"So, what happened to the tour that I was promised?"

Verity asked as Rowan smiled at her.

"You will have the rest of your life to see the rest of the house. You are free to explore, but don't try to run away, because I will also catch you."

Rowan warned with a hint of a promise, as he tugged on his shirt sending his buttons scattering across the room.

"And why should I stay, I didn't even know that werewolves existed 24 hours ago."

Verity said as Rowan tugged out of his shirt, effectively shutting off the blood circulation to his brain, and rerouting all available blood flow to his dick.

It was at that moment that Verity realized that her memory of him was severely efficient when faced with the real thing in front of her. Her imagination didn't do those scrubboards any justice.

"I think I see some drool running down your chin."

Rowan teased as Verity's hand few t her chin in outrage.

"You do not."

Verity protested as Rowan laughed at the expression on her face. She was so easy to rile up, and that was one of the things that he realized that he couldn't resist doing.

"You're right, but your reaction was priceless."

Rowan laughed as Verity threw a pillow at his chest, as she used the sheet to try and cover her nudeness.

It was at this point a non-issue for Rowan, but he realized that humans were not like werewolves. Humans needed that constant reassurance that she was still 'the object of his desires, the very bane of his existence', as Bridgerton would put it.

He could see the self-doubt in her eyes, as he could tell she was wondering if she was enough for him when what he needed to wonder was if he was enough for her.

"Don't do that."

Rowan admonished her generously as Verity cowered a little beneath his sheets.

"Do what?"

She asked, unsure as to what exactly she was doing wrong, or how exactly she was offending him.

"Cover yourself. You are the most bewildering person I have ever met. Just the sight of you naked, clothed, and existing, makes me want to fuck you for days. I want to hide you away from society because I'm jealous of anyone else seeing how beautiful you are."

Rowan admitted honestly as he watched Verity visually relax beside him, as she snuggled deeper into his Egyptian cotton sheets.

"Is that really how you see me?"

Verity asked as she watched him shrug out of his pants, as she could see the outline of his cock, through his Hanns underwear. He could tell that the fabric was stretched to maximum capacity and even now, he threatened to spill from the material at any moment.

'I don't go around eating out any of my previous lovers, that is a pleasure that I have reserved only for you. You are my true and last lover. I know that this is all moving very fast, and it is still all very new, but you will learn."

Rowan said as Verity looked at him, wondering just how deep his attraction for her ran. Something told her that she could deep as deep as the earth's core, and still not gasp the magnify of affection.

"Remove your boxers."

Verity commanded as Rowan cocked an eyebrow at her. 'Fuck.' His dick was now granite, and against his very nature, he found himself unable to defy her command, as his boxers slid down his left, before he could fully comprehend what his hands were doing.

His dick saluted her like a soldier ready for war, as it tented towards her under her scrutiny.

"Sweet mother of Jesus."

That one word from her lips seemed to validate his entire reason for existing. He was the entire package in length, girth, and responsiveness.

"You say the sweetest things. Although I don't think that particular deity can help you at this point."

Rowan teased as he watched as she moved closer to him. She motioned for him to sit on the bed as she settled herself to kneel with her face leveled between his legs.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

Rowan said ss Verity rolled her eyes at him.

"I'm yet to meet the man who can make me do anything I don't want to do."

Verity said as she took the tip of his enforced mushroom-head dick into his mouth.

"Holy fuck!"

Rowan swore as he felt her tongue swirl around his dick like he was her favorite flavor.

"Don't come, don't come, don't come."

The chant was utterly useless as all he could think about coming on her face, in her hair, all over and inside of her body. So that there would be no doubt as to who she belonged to.

"Do you like that?"

Verity asked as her dark hair fell in front of her face, obstructing his view. Rowan gently removed her hair from her face and tilted her chin upwards so that he could hold her gaze.

"I love you. Anything you want to, or don't want to do is perfectly fine with me. Your happiness makes me happy. If you want to suck my dick, I'm happy. I want to suck every office you have."

Rowan said as Verity smiled.

"Does that include my ass?"

Verity asked as she covered her mouth after she realized what she had just asked. He must think that she was a slut, or a whore, because only a sinner could ever want something...something so depraved.

There was only one other time that she had ever brought it up. Treyton had made her feel as if she was the moved disgusting human being. He didn't speak to her for weeks. She couldn't bear to look up and see the same expression on Rowan's face.

"Princess, look at me."

Rowan commanded as Verity looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

"Firstly, Treyton is a pussy who never deserved a Goddess like you. If my princess wants her ass to suck, then it will be my pleasure. Face down, ass up."

Rowan said as he watched the stunt expression on her face as he slapped her on her ass.

"Move Princess, into position, this is something I'm dying to get a taste of. Maybe, soon, I have to get you wet enough for me to fuck there."

Verity moaned as Rowan positioned himself behind her and felt her pussy. 'Fuck.' she was soaked with her juices for just the images. He was blessed to have such a responsive mate. He pulled her to the edge of the bed, while he knelt on the floor behind her.

He slapped her ass, as he heard a loud moan of pleasure escape her lips.

"Do you like when I slap that ass?"

Rowan asked as Verity nodded. He would have time for that later, right now all that mattered was her pleasure. His hand parted her ass cheeks so he could see the rosebud of her ass. He licked his lips, as his tongue licked her bud lavishly, slowly, as if he had years...

"Fuck baby..."

The curse from her lips told him that he was on the right part as he increased his speed.

"Don't stop baby..."

Verity begged as his tongue flickered over her ass like a deflective switch until the moments of ecstasy washed over her like a symphony. Without being told, Rowan knew the moment to add a finger inside, as he finger-fucked her ass.

Within seconds, her come saturated his fingers as he pulled out of her ass and bent to bite one of her ass cheeks.

"Soon that ass will be mine."

Rowan promised as he watched her yawn and snuggled into him. He ran his finger through her hair as he watched her drift off to sleep. Now all that was left to do was to deal with that fucking asshole of an ex-fiancee.