by Terra Wolf
As suspected, Ian was standing on her porch looking guilty, hands thrust deep into his pockets and shifting his weight nervously from foot to foot.
Planting a hand on her hip and the other on the door jab, she glared at him and waited for him to say something.
"Hi."
Hi? Really? That's the best he has?
"What do you want Ian? Here for a second round and then run off again?" She raised a brow at him, maintaining a scowl.
"Geez, Adrianna. It's not what you think." He took a step forward but she refused to budge blocking the doorway. He looked her in the eye, regret in his expression. "Please, can I come in?"
Her resolve faltered. If some other man - any other - man did that to her she wouldn't even be considering letting him in. So why him? It was like he had some sort of hold on her, although she barely knew him. Hell, she'd just met him a little over a week ago.
"I'll explain if you let me in." He took another step towards her. They were mere inches apart. His scent - musk and woods - came to her and the throbbing between her legs commenced.
Giving him a curt nod, she stepped back allowing him access to her home. "Take a seat on the sofa. Do you want a drink?"
"Nah thanks. I just want to talk." He strode across the living room and sat on the sofa. He gave the seat beside him a pat. "Please sit with me."
Trying to release her anger so she could keep an open mind, she closed the door and took a seat next to him, ensuring she kept a solid few feet between them. She knew if she got any closer she'd be in his arms and begging him to give her the pleasure he'd given her before.
"I didn't take off because I wanted to Adrianna."
"Then why did you? Do you have any idea how I embarrassed and confused I've been? If I had any common sense I'd tell you to go fuck yourself and toss you out of here."
Ian made an attempt to touch her cheek, but she jerked backwards and out of his reach.
"Alright. I deserved that."
Adrianna softened slightly. "Please, just tell me what happened."
Ian sighed, looking uncomfortable. "I'm not normal."
Adrianna couldn't help a smile touching her lips. "Not normal?"
He ran a hand through his dark hair and shifted positions on the sofa. "You feel it don't you?"
She didn't even have to ask him what he was referring to. She knew exactly what he meant. Was there more to it then just an attraction? She inched a little closer to him. He'd caught her attention.
"Well... Don't you?"
She nodded. "Yes. I can't explain it. If you'd been anyone else after what happened last week I wouldn't have considered letting you in."
"I feel it too, Adrianna. It's so intense that if I hadn't left I'm scared I wouldn't have been able to control myself with you. And if I couldn't, I could have seriously hurt you."
Adrianna brow furrowed. In her drunken state at the club had she told him she was a virgin? Was he scared of taking her virginity? It didn't really explain the attraction for him, but it would explain his leaving with such haste. Wasn't there a fair amount of men who was scared of the emotional connection that comes from many virgins when it comes to the men who took their virginity?
Getting to her knees she crawled over to him and straddled his lap, her shirt inching up her thighs. "I know we just met, but I want this. I want you." She pressed her palms flat against his chest and felt the strong muscle underneath. "No obligations, no commitments. But I do require you be honest with me."
Impulsively, she pressed her body against his and kissed the side of his neck.
Ian inhaled sharply and his body tensed. "Oh honey, you still don't understand."
She sat back on him and looked him straight in the eye. "Are you married? A girlfriend?"
Ian shook his head. "There's no one else Adrianna."
The feel of him under her, his cock rapidly rising within his jeans, was driving her insane with need. She knew everything she needed to - for now. "Then, we'll talk later."
Four
Things were not going like he'd planned at all. In truth, he'd had no real plan when he dropped by, but his goal was to let her know who and what he was and let the chips fall as they may. However, the feel of her soft body pressing against him, and the sweet scent of her shampoo were driving him wild. All thoughts other than stripping her naked and finishing what they'd started the previous week were quickly leaving his mind as his cock took over.
"Adrianna." Calling her name was his last ditch attempt to stop things. However, it was a pointless attempt; her teeth were now pulling his lower lip into her mouth, revving up his desire. He was helpless to resist her and the animalistic part of him that was rapidly emerging.
She moaned against his lips, and his tongue slipped between her parted lips in search of hers. He cupped her ass cheeks in his hands and pulled her tighter against the ridge of his cock. She gyrated against his cock, driving him near insanity for her.
His instincts were telling him to rip the pretty, ruffled sundress from her body, but he suppressed it. He'd spent the majority of the previous week trying to control his urges, something he hadn't practiced for years. Over the years he'd been told to work controlling the wolf within and he'd never listened; now he was seriously regretting not taking the advice from older, more experienced shifters.
As their tongues continued to dance, his fingers quickly undid the buttons that ran down the front of her dress. In his haste several went flying from the garment to bounce across the hardwood living room floor. Once his fingers reached her stomach he pulled his lips from hers to watch the red floral print dress pull apart and expose her plump, pert bare breasts to him.
He palmed her breasts. They fit perfectly in his hands, like they were meant for him and only him. Her dark nipples began to harden, and with his fingers persuasion turn into long points, begging to be sucked. Lowering his mouth to her chest, he took her first nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. She cried out, in pleasure and pain, but her fingers digging into his shoulders urged him to continue.
As his tongue swirled around her tightened nipple his hands undid the remainder of her dress and it parted. She shrugged it off her shoulders, leaving her in a pair of pink cotton panties.
His cock began to throb, needing to feel her tight, sweet pussy surrounding it, while the wolf within him demanded to be unleashed. He released her nipple from his lips and looked up into her eyes. Her desire was so intense and so hungry, he relished in that look.
Grabbing her waist, he flipped her around and onto her back on the sofa. His eyes strolled down the length of her curvy body and paused at her pink panties, the evidence of her desire soaking through the cotton.
"Oh God Adrianna." Standing, he quickly removed his shirt and tossed it to the floor.
She sat up, her breasts bouncing with the movement to hook her thumbs in the waistband of his jeans and tug them down. Adrianna grasped his thick, erect length in her hand tentatively and he moaned softly. She stroked him, slowly at first, increasing his sweet torture. A drop of his pre-cum seeped from the tip as his excitement increased. She licked her lower lip as she lifted her eyes from his cock to meet his.
He wasn't sure what he wanted more, to see her lips wrapped around him, or to feel her virgin pussy taking him in. Knowing that in the condition he was in, with the amount of desire running through him, there was no way he'd be able to be gentle with her. He bucked his hips towards her mouth, prompting her to take him in.
"Suck me," Ian instructed his body tense and his voice hoarse. If he could keep the wolf at bay through this then he was confident he could take her without turning.
Adrianna looked back down at his massive length and licked at the tip of his cock, lapping up the pre-cum that was beginning to dribble down the side of his shaft. His sharp intake of breath and soft moan was like fuel that was empowering her. Loving the way he was responding to her teasing she ran the tip of her tongue up one side and back down the other side. Reaching his balls, her tongue lashed
out at first one and then the other.
Ian's hands slipped to the back of her head, and fisted her long, dark hair. "Ohhhh Adrianna. What you do to me."
The wetness between her legs increased. Knowing she had such power and control over him, made her want him even more. She was aching to have him thrusting his beautiful cock up and into her, but first thing was first - she wanted to taste him.
Taking the first ball into her mouth she sucked softly and smiled as her effort was rewarded by a soft moan. She dropped it from her mouth and went on to the second, while stroking his length.
Feeling another dribble of cum dripping to her hand she dropped the second ball and began to focus on the head of his cock. Taking in the head, she swirled her tongue up and around the underside, teasing the slit.
"I want you Ian," she sighed taking the head of his cock into her mouth. Gripping the base of his dick she began to move it up and down his length in time with her mouth. Each time she took him into her mouth, she took him in deeper and deeper until the head of his dick rammed the back of her throat.
She gagged lightly, the feeling of his shaft slamming over and over against her throat feeling foreign and uncomfortable at first. But she wanted to please him, needed to. She increased her efforts, her hand gripping tighter to his cock, stroking his harder - faster.
She moaned around his dick, her desire pitting in the base of her stomach. His cock throbbed in her mouth. She could feel his tension, and knew instinctively that he was moments away.
His hips bucked with more force against her mouth. His groaned grew louder - more feral and fierce - animalistic. The ache between her legs throbbed and she spread her legs wider to help relieve the strain. She hadn't even touched herself and she was getting close to coming as well, simply from the anticipation.
"I'm coming honey," the words barely left his mouth, when a part-growl, part-howl erupted from him and cum came rushing from the head of his dick. She greedily drank down his salty cum, and licked the length, ensuing she got every single delectable drop.
She didn't have enough time to register the fact that the sounds he made, when he came, were far from human, as he quickly laid her back against the sofa and literally ripped her panties from her body.
A hundred different emotions and questions came rushing to her head, but they were quickly forgotten as Ian spread her legs and settled between them. "Ian," she sighed, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling her down onto her.
"I need a minute honey," he whispered in her ear as he nipped at her lobe and then trailed a line of kisses down her neck.
Shivers went rushing down her spine with each delicate kiss. Slipping her hands around his powerful, muscular back she pulled his body tighter down to hers. She buried her face into his neck, breathing in his woody scent. "I can't believe how much I want you," she gasped. "I can't... I just..." She gripped tighter to him as he lifted his head and claimed her lips roughly cutting off what she was about to stay.
Her thoughts once again became incoherent as the fire continued to rage within her while his cock began to rise against her pelvis. She wiggled and squirmed under him, bucking against him as their tongues duelled.
Prying his mouth from hers, he sat back on his heels and slipped two fingers between her soft folds, gathering up her juices. "Ian..." She watched as he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked off her nectar. Closing her eyes she took an unsteady breath in and released it.
Ian's fingers stroked her along her slit again. During the third pass they hovered at her entrance and slowly entered her, inch by glorious inch, stretching her virgin pussy. She whimpered, grabbing his thighs and attempting to settle herself, but it was no use. His probing fingers were too good as they stroked her inner wall, rubbing her in just the right spot to have her screaming out her pleasure as her body quivered and in a rush of relief she came over his hand.
Opening her eyes she took in every inch of him, from his now erect massive cock, to his well-defined abdominals, to his broad chest and up to his ice blue eyes. She'd never seen such an amazing man in her life - every inch of him was so powerful and well-defined it left her in awe.
"How did you get those?" She looked closer to see a row of what appeared to be puncture wounds from a large animal bite on his left shoulder.
He shrugged. "Got into a fight with a really big cat."
She laughed softly and began to trace the hard lines of his muscle in his chest. "I assume you won?"
"I did."
He lowered himself over her once more, bracing himself up with a hand at each side of her head. "I don't want to hurt you Adrianna," he whispered brushing his lips across hers.
Her interest in the bite marks quickly evaporated. "It's okay. I want it Ian." That was an understatement. She didn't just want him, she needed him. More than anything else - ever.
"You're a virgin. It's going to hurt. Especially with..." he looked down between them and his face flushed.
She knew what he meant. He was huge. She would be lying if she said she wasn't slightly nervous, her vibrator wasn't near the size of him. But her need was overruling any fear that she had. It didn't even feel like there was a decision to make. He was meant for her, somehow she knew it now. It made no sense, but her gut told her it was true.
"Take me Ian."
His eyes locked with hers, her desire reflected in them. Slowly he began to push into her. She whimpered, her fingers digging into his shoulders. The pain was only slight, overruled by her need. Adrianna could barely believe it, she was giving herself to a man she barely knew, but instinctively she knew it was right.
"More," she moaned and shuttered as he rammed further into her with more force until he was buried balls deep into her.
"Oh-my-God, you feel incredible honey," Ian groaned seconds before his mouth came crashing down on hers again, but this time his kiss contained tenderness. He nipped at her lower lip and when she sighed he slid his tongue past her lips.
She moaned against his lips and moved under him, the urgency to have him thrusting into her hard and fast was becoming unbearable. Sensing her need, he slowly slid from her until the head of his cock barely breached her entrance - held still a moment - and then thrust deep into her.
Adrianna clung harder to him, the pain almost gone, to give way to pure pleasure. She felt so full with him deep inside her and needed more. She bucked against him once more, urging him on.
Pulling his lips from hers, he caught her gaze and began to thrust in earnest pounding into her over and over, his balls slapping against her pussy with each inward thrusts. Working together, their bodies quickly became one, Adrianna meeting each of his thrust with her own.
"So beautifully tight," Ian gasped.
Over and over his cock slammed into her, the head rubbing against her G-spot with each thrust. Her desire was escalating to unbearable heights at an alarming pace. Wave upon wave of pleasure rushed through her, in time with each of his thrusts. She lost sense of time and their surroundings; all that mattered was the feel of his cock invading her needy pussy over and over.
"I'm gonna come. Oh-my God Ian!" She was close, so close. She wanted to come with him, but it was too good. One more thrust. Two more. With the third thrust she found herself toppling over the edge of her desire.
Her body shuttered and her pussy clenched over his demanding cock as she was swept away in the most intense orgasm of her life.
"Holy fuck, honey!" Ian groaned out as her juices flooded his cock and dripped from her.
"Can't take anymore." The words had barely left his mouth when he slammed into her a final time and his cum spewed from his cock to mix with her juices deep within her.
Ian touched her cheek as he looked down at her with affection so powerful it brought tears to her eyes.
"What is going on with us?" She reached up touched his jaw. "I can't explain it... I don't even know you... I shouldn't be feeling..." Her mind was a jumble. Maybe it was losing her virginity that was keeping her from thin
king clearly, though she highly doubted it. Her instincts told her there was something important Ian wasn't telling her. He knew why they had this connection and she was determined to find out what it was.
Five
Adrianna fell to sleep in Ian's arms, after him taking her upstairs and fucking her for a second and third time the previous night, each time with increased force. She never had a chance to question him further before falling into an exhausted sleep. When she awoke the next morning she immediately noticed his side of the bed was vacant and for a moment she worried he'd left her again. But as soon as the thought of him leaving crossed her mind, instinct told her he was still there.
Sure enough, less than a minute after her waking she heard his footsteps coming up the stairs to her second floor bedroom and the delicious smell of bacon assaulted her nose. Her stomach grumbled and she felt a hunger more intense then she'd ever felt in her lifetime.
By the time a naked Ian came through the threshold and into her bedroom her hunger was nearing a frenzied state. "Ummmm. breakfast!" Not paying any mind to modesty she sat up, letting the sheet covering her fall to puddle on her lap, exposing her breasts to him.
He sat on the bed next to her and placed the tray holding a glass of milk, toast, eggs and a heaping of bacon on her lap. "Hungry I take it?" He smiled at her, but his smile was slightly timid.
"Famished." Her eyes widened with excitement seeing the bacon. Grabbing a slice she popped it into her mouth. "I see you've overloaded the plate with meat." She grinned up at him, popping another strip of bacon in her mouth.
"As I've said before, you can never have enough meat." He gave her a wink and her smile widened.
Neither one of them spoke for the remainder of her breakfast, which she ate so quickly and with such zest she was slightly embarrassed when she'd finished. "I'm sorry; I usually don't make sure a glutton of myself. But I'm starving this morning and the bacon smelt soooo good."
He smiled at her as he removed the tray from her lap and set it onto her dresser. When he sat back down next to her, she could see concern in his eyes and immediately remembered they had a number of things to discuss.
