Run With Me

Chapter Twenty Seven

Terri was lost in the pleasure and Kirk knew it. He trailed his tongue over the peaks of her breasts, her skin pebbling as it cooled from the heat of the shower. He discovered that the little dip of her belly button was more than a little sensitive and laved at it repeatedly until she screamed for him to stop.

Good, he had broken that quiet little demeanor she had displayed in the shower, her moans and pleading much louder. Kirk wanted his little raven to scream his name when he final slid into her. As he traveled down her body, he skipped right over her core and moved to her left leg. This was true intimacy for her. Maintaining eye contact, he slowly kissed every inch of the soft flesh of her leg, moving up towards the weeping center of her body.

"Kirk," his name was a gasp on her lips, barely above a whisper. Still looking into the green of her eyes, Kirk placed his nose at the cusp of her entrance and inhaled deeply. The sweet musk wafter up and his eyes closed on a groan. Tongue flicking out, he lapped up the honey dripping for him, savoring Terri's scream of pleasure and the new gush of arousal as the single flick of his tongue had her falling over the edge again. Kirk loved the taste of her, but listening to her come undone over and over was pleasure in and of itself. It didn't matter that he was so hard that he could pound nails, making his little mate come over and over again was his new mission in life.

Terri had started pulling on his hair, mewling that she couldn't take any more. Kirk gave her one more long lick before standing at the foot of the bed and looking down. Terri's wet hair spread out like a black halo around her head. Pale skin was flushed with pleasure and she was panting from pleasure. Fisting his dick in one hand, Kirk squeezed to keep himself from coming like a teenager. Just the sight of his mate spread open and waiting for him was more than he could handle. Placing one knee on the bed between her thighs, Kirk dropped down with his hands on either side of Terri's head, just below the veil of her hair.

"Do you want this Terri?" Kirk's voice was low and serious. Within his soul he silently begged for her not to change her mind. But he had promised to ask her over and over again if she was sure. And if she changed her mind at any time, he would stop immediately. Terri growled and brought her hands up to grip either side of his face, pulling him down for a rough kiss.

"Stop. Asking." She panted between kisses, their tongues dancing together between syllables, "I'm ready," she leaned back and smirked, "or do I have to mark you first to prove that I'm sure?" 

Kirk felt his wolf rise to the surface, growling with pleasure. Terri's eyes shifted to the beautiful ice blue he had grown to look for every chance he could. He knew his eyes were amber as he nodded, unable to form words, let alone a response. Terri pushed against his chest, forcing him to her side and onto his back. Seconds later she was scrambling over him to straddle him. Even though the movements were obviously foreign to her, Terri moved with complete confidence in what she was doing.

Straddling his hips, Terri positioned herself above him, pausing to lean forward and press her lips to his, her tongue sweeping inside the way he had when he was on top. Kirk fisted the bed spread to keep himself from thrusting up into her. He could feel as one hand came down to start guiding the tip of his cock into her wet folds, poised at the entrance. Eyes open so he didn't miss any of this, he looked in the cool green pools that haunted his every moment.

"Kirk Hanson," Terri whispered against his lips, her voice shaking alongside her body, "will you be my mate?" Kirk growled in response.

"I will be your best friend," his hands unfurled and he threaded his fingers through her hair, kissing the tip of her nose, "I will be your ally, your confidant, and your colleague," his lips stroked against hers in the lightest of kisses, "I would be honored to be your mate." Tears formed in Terri's eyes and Kirk kissed those away as he felt her lower herself down, taking him inch by agonizing inch. He was big and she was tight. It had long ago dawn on him that she was untouched, so every second of pleasure wrought from her this night just prepared her to take him. And she did. Kirk was shaking with need when Terri finally lowered herself the rest of the way down, seating herself fully on him.

"Oh my fates," she gasped, pausing for a moment to let her body adjust to him. He could feel the tiny ripples and pulses of her muscles around him. He felt every inch of her, tight and wet, and he wanted nothing more than to drive himself up into her moist warmth, but Kirk held back. Terri was running the show right now and he was loving every second of it.

When she finally started to move, rocking her hips before raising up on her knees, Kirk couldn't help but shout. His own breathing became just as irregular as Terri's as her pace picked up and she leaned back, chest thrusting out. At least it gave his hands something to do as Kirk began to pluck at her nipples. Terri ground into him before raising all the way to the tip of his cock and then impaling herself in one smooth stroke. Kirk squeezed her nipples harder than he intended and he felt the waves of her orgasm crash over her, her teeth biting her lower lip in a long, drawn out moan.

As her pleasure subsided, Kirk watched ever moment of Terri's orgasm with silent awe. He had been enjoying her pleasure the whole night, but watching her cum all over his cock had him straining even more to hold back. Finally, Terri leaned forward and kissed the point of his neck where it met his shoulder.

"Mine," she purred as her canines extended and pierced into his flesh, her hips raising up and back down as her teeth slide into his skin, marking him. Kirk came. Terri taking control of the mating dance they had engaged in was more erotic than he could have dreamed. The feeling of her mark on his neck had pushed him over the edge and he had unloaded deep inside her. That realization had his pleasure waning for a moment until Terri tossed her head back and came again, droplets of his blood glistening on her lips.

Looking down at him with hooded eyes, Terri tilted her head to the side and pulled her hair away from her neck, exposing the spot he had previously promised to claim for his own mark. Keeping himself balls deep in her, Kirk leaned up and kissed the exposed flesh before his own canines slid down. His eyes flicked to Terri's face and he saw that her eyes were closed in pleasure, her lips curved up in a smile.

"Forever," was his own reply as he pulled her hips tighter down on his own and bite her. He came again, the pleasure of their bond flaring as her pleasure became his own. He could feel her, the emotions, the pulses of sensation, as he pumped into her over and over. Kirk felt her legs shift so that she was sitting in his lap, arms and legs wrapped around him, pulling him closer to her. As their lips met again, the slight copper taste of blood lingering, they continued to ride out the pleasure together, all thought lost to the moment.