“Lie back,” he muttered. “I need to see your face. I need to kiss you.”
Beneath the gruff tone, she sensed his burning need mixed with vulnerability. Kyle wasn’t interested in sex with one of his many Skin lovers. He wanted this, their first time, to be special. He needed her.
The knowledge fed her courage. Arianna rolled over onto her back and held out her arms. He mounted her, his hard body sliding over her soft one, his mouth covering hers as he kissed her deeply.
Drawing back, he brushed back her hair, gazing tenderly at her. “You okay, Ari?”
She nodded.
“Ready to continue?”
Drawing in a breath, she nodded again. “Let’s do this.”
Kyle took his penis in hand and pushed inside her. The pain flared again and she hissed out a breath, but wrapped her arms around him, urging him inside.
“Mine,” he growled, and thrust deep inside her.
His thick shaft rubbed against her sensitive tissues. Arianna gritted her teeth, and then felt the knobby protrusion in his penis slide against a sensitive spot. Pleasure spiked once more, and she writhed and moaned.
The sound stimulated him, and he looked down at her, his expression nearly savage.
Kyle spread her legs wide and gripped her hips as he thrust. Each movement made her breasts bounce, his silky chest hairs abrading her tender nipples. Suddenly his fingers squeezed her bottom and she felt him tense above her. Throwing his head back, he gave an enormous shout of her name and shuddered. She felt his hot seed shoot deep inside her, sending new little ripples of pleasure through her vagina.
Kyle collapsed atop her. The heavy weight of him pinned her to the mattress, his head pillowed beside her, his ragged breathing thundering in her ear. She reached up and stroked his sweat-dampened hair.
“I did it,” she whispered. “You did it.”
Kyle raised his head, his beautiful green eyes sleepy and sated. “You did it. My Ari. Mine.”
He rolled off her, and gathered her into his strong arms. She curled next to him, relishing his warmth, his hard body a furnace in the chilly room. Arianna pushed a bare leg between his thighs. He winced.
“Yowsa. Watch the balls, sweetheart.”
“Sorry. I’m not used to doing this. You’re the first guy I’ve ever slept with.”
Kyle stroked her hair. “I’m glad of it. A little pain is worth savoring the experience.”
Her fingers slid through the thick, silky hairs on his muscled chest. Arianna listened to the steady rhythm of his heart pounding against her ear.
“So this is what it’s like. Sex. It feels pretty special.”
“Part of it,” he murmured, stroking her hair. “Standard vanilla sex for our first time together. Wanted to take it easy on you.”
All those orgasms were vanilla? Whoa. She raised her head. “If that was vanilla, what’s spicy?”
“I’ll show you. But not now. You’re too sore, and I promised to take good care of you.”
Insight struck her. “The shed. It’s your own private playhouse. Take me there after dinner.”
“No. You’re not yet ready.”
“Not ready because I’m still inexperienced?” Arianna rose on an elbow and playfully pulled his chest hairs. “Let’s change that.”
Kyle watched her with his hooded gaze. “I’m a beast, Ari. A half-Satyr whose blood ripens with the full moon. My compulsion when my Satyr side comes out will be to unleash my insatiable sexual needs. It can be rough. You’re not ready for it yet. I have to teach you to accept and enjoy desire.”
“And I’m a pureblood Lupine who has enjoyed desire. Take me to your playhouse.”
Brushing a kiss against her temple, he murmured, “Go to sleep, Ari.”
As she drifted off to sleep, an uneasy thought occurred to her. What exactly was in Kyle’s secret playhouse?
CHAPTER 16
Kyle had no idea how Arianna would react to his wilder side.
They’d napped in each others’ arms. Now, listening to her shower, his imagination went wild. He envisioned the water cascading down the curve of her breasts, sliding to the tangle of rich, dark curls covering her womanhood. Blood coursed through his veins, thickening his cock. Arianna. Arianna. Arianna. The chant remained, even though they’d bonded in the flesh. His wolf craved to put the mating mark on her, but he knew it was prudent to wait.
Wait to see how she reacted to the savage beast.
The bathroom door opened, and steam poured out. Pink tinted her smooth skin. Clad in a thick robe, she approached, a smile on her face, her hips swaying. So beautiful.
Arianna gasped as he gently parted her labia and slid a finger inside her vagina. “Does this still hurt?”
Arianna squirmed, her inner muscles clenching. “No. Not anymore.”
“Excellent,” he murmured. “Maybe you are ready.”
Because he was running out of time. If he was to put his mark on her, he must know soon how she’d react to his beast.
Leaving her to dress, he went into the kitchen, preparing a simple meal of hamburgers and vegetables.
After dinner, he brought her outside to the shed, then unlocked the door and swung it open.
“Oh, wow,” she murmured.
The shed was a single room. Dominating the space was a low bed big enough to accommodate six people. It was the most normal furniture in the room.
A long leather-padded table tilted upright with restraints and stirrups took up one corner. Shelves containing all manner, and size, of phalluses, as well as leather paddles and other instruments, covered the mirrored walls. Blindfolds, gags and leather outfits were arranged on a dresser, along with bottles and tubes. The mirrors reflected Arianna’s startled expression and his watchful one.
An S-shaped cushion sat near a futon mattress where shiny metal shackles dangled from the wall.
As he adjusted the thermostat to turn on the gas heater, he watched her face. Arianna looked intrigued. “I guess this isn’t the wood shed after all.”
“We call it the wood shed. As Darius pointed out, there is plenty of wood seen here.” As she rolled her eyes, Kyle lifted a strand of her hair, bringing it to his nose to inhale. Damn, he loved the smell of her. “A joke, sweetheart.”
A small frown line indented the space between her brows, but her blue eyes glittered with excitement. “All this is yours?”
“Others use it, mainly Darius. But I have exclusive use during the full moon. Aiden built the shed, but I converted it into a private room for when I get a little... primitive.”
“Darius enjoys this kind of sex?”
“He likes to blindfold his lovers. I prefer them tied up.”
The darkest part of his beast thrilled at holding a willing female down, taking her as he pleased. But the others paled in comparison to Arianna. Arousal grew, male need enriching his blood and tightening his muscles.
Arianna went to the table and touched a leather restraint. Kyle imagined her upon it, legs in the stirrups spread wide, her sex exposed to his hungry gaze. She had no idea how much he wanted her right now. His beast roared and demanded to take her, to bury his cock deep inside. In one day, the pale moon’s fullness would overcome him and there would be no turning back. If he had any chance of a future with Arianna, mating her for life, he must act now and assess her fears.
“This table looks like the type used to examine women.” She spoke softly, her voice a velvet brush against his quivering cock.
“Yes,” he grated out.
Arianna had remained innocent of this aspect of pack life. “Mark’s mate, Madelyn, birthed the pack’s first baby on it. Their firstborn.”
“In here?”
Kyle skimmed a finger along the polished leather. “It aided in the conception, so her wish was to give birth on it. Mark is a worthy male who would do anything to please his mate.”
Grim amusement filled him at her stunned expression. Gently he traced a finger along her parted lips. “The table has given birth to de
sire, to fantasies, to sexual pleasure, and has been the instrument of new life. Aiden insisted on making the room available to all in the pack who require it. Darius and I are merely the keepers.”
“You’ve been here several times. And Darius?”
He nodded. “At times, Aiden has been in the room. He attended to the birth of Mark and Madelyn’s firstborn nearly eight years ago.”
And so did I, Kyle thought, still awash in pleasure at the honor. He, who had been kicked out of his pack and called a deviant, had been requested to participate in the birth.
He’d been present at the conception. The pair had been mated more than a year, but Madelyn could not conceive. No herbal remedies or potions worked. Finally she stopped ovulating. Desperate, Mark sought out the advice of an older pack female experienced in fertility, who’d talked with Madelyn.
The specialist discovered Mark’s mate enjoyed kinky sex. Bondage. Voyeurism. Group sex. But more importantly, she felt restricted and pressured because Aiden had no mate and no heir. Subconsciously, she suppressed her natural ability to conceive.
Aiden formally gave permission, but it wasn’t enough. Madelyn wanted Aiden to impregnate her. Only then could she birth Mark’s babes. An enraged Mark threatened to leave, and the pack began to divide, until Kyle suggested a solution as Madelyn’s heat approached.
In this very room, a naked Madelyn had lain face down upon the table, her legs spread open. Kyle stood on the table’s side, holding her down, Darius had taken the other, while Mark stroked his mate’s hair and whispered erotic suggestions. Aiden took lube and rubbed it over Madelyn’s bottom and her anus, then applied it to his cock until his erect penis glistened. The pack alpha then proceeded to vigorously fuck Mark’s mate in the ass as she moaned and climaxed twice. After he came with a mighty shudder and roar, Madelyn wanted more.
More males.
Kyle had taken a turn. Then Darius.
Then all four males had gently turned a quivering Madelyn onto her back and placed her feet in the stirrups. Kyle and Darius held her arms down while Aiden stoked her breasts. As Mark had fucked his mate, his thrusts heavy and hard, Aiden commanded her to conceive a baby for the pack. Madelyn had writhed and climaxed twice. They’d repeated the process twice until the males scented the sharp, biting scent of a female ovulating.
Mark had taken his beloved mate one final time without restraints. The trio stood by and silently watched Mark tenderly make love to his beloved mate. Kyle had been extremely aroused, but filled with awed wonder, knowing he’d witnessed the conception. When he, Darius and Aiden finally left the exhausted couple alone, each had sought out a mountain cabin where a female awaited them. As dawn broke, Kyle’s partner had been well-pleasured, exhausted and sore.
Glancing now at Arianna, his blood surged thick and hot. Oh, the things he wanted to do with her, to her. And in the end, something he dared to hope would shatter her fears for good.
If she couldn’t push past old terrors, there was no hope for him. They could never have a life together, never live as mated couple. Not if she ran away screaming from him every full moon.
He saw her staring at him in a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty. “What do you want from me?”
“You made a promise to me out in the woods. I want you to deliver on it.”
Visibly she swallowed. “How?”
Kyle went to the table and patted it. “Get undressed and hop on.”
The shed was filled with whispers of erotic bliss. Arianna hesitated as she studied the table. Making love with this male was one thing, but restraints... Sweat beaded her forehead and she fought the impulse to run out into the night, far away from this room of dark pleasures.
Still, she knew her fears would always follow, unless she confronted them directly.
Arianna removed her clothing. Shivering, she sat on the table’s edge.
“Lie down,” he told her in a husky voice.
When she did, he took hold of the leather straps. Snap. The restraints closed around her slender wrists. Kyle placed her legs in the stirrups and closed the padded manacles around her ankles. He slid a hand along the inside of her thigh and placed a single kiss upon her skin.
She was tied to the table, helplessly spread before him. Desire left her sex wet and glistening, fully exposed.
“You’re mine, Ari. And I can do whatever I wish with you. Do you trust me?”
He was bigger, stronger and more powerful. She could do nothing in this position to fight him. Yet she sensed as savage as his beast might become, he would never hurt her.
“Yes.”
Standing between her spread legs, Kyle lowered his voice. “You’re going to come for me, again and again, as I fuck you. In fact, you’re so hot now, you can’t wait for my thick, hard cock to fill you. I’m going to make you come so hard, you’ll beg me to take you. I’m going to make you scream. Again. And again, until I hear my name on your lips.”
The promise caused more moisture to gush from her vagina. Her entire body tingled with erotic anticipation.
She watched as he went to the dresser and selected a tube. Kyle returned, unscrewing the cap and then squirted out a generous dollop onto his fingertips. He set the tube down and began gently massaging her sex. Arianna moaned and writhed.
“Soon,” he murmured. “This is to prepare you, soften your cunt for me. I don’t want you sore for what I have planned.”
Gel slid over her clitoris, followed by his gentle strokes. His light touch made her want to scream, and she thrust her hips upward in nameless pleading.
But he left and walked to the shelves holding a variety of phalluses. Kyle selected one. It was ridged with bumps, and thick and long. Her vagina clenched.
After coating the phallus with gel until it glistened, he inserted it into her vagina. Internal muscles squeezing tight, she resisted. But Kyle pressed the dildo against her sex, until it finally opened, accepting the phallus. He slid it halfway in, the pressure exquisite, bordering on pain.
Then he walked around the table and began to suckle on her breast, while his fingers teased across her skin, down to her thick thatch. When he touched her clit, her vagina tightened around the phallus.
Slowly he massaged her, flicking his tongue across her nipple, lightly biting. Arianna thrashed and moaned, kept in place by the restraints. Climax hovered, but each time she drew close, he stopped. Waited. And then began pleasuring her anew.
Finally he ceased and withdrew the phallus, the wet leather sliding out of her vagina, leaving her frustrated and unfulfilled. The ragged sound of her breaths filled the small shed.
“Why?” she demanded. “Why tease me like that? Why not just fuck me with your cock?”
“I told you, I am going to make you beg,” he murmured. “And the phallus was to prepare you. It’s exactly the size of my penis when I transform into a Satyr.”
Arianna licked her lips, wobbling to her feet as he undid the restraints and helped her stand.
Kyle led her over to the red cushion and pointed. “Lie down across it.”
He positioned her over the cushion so her bottom pointed upward and spread her thighs. Arianna stared at herself in the mirror, breasts full and pointing downward against the cushion, the male behind her totally taking charge.
Finally, he removed his clothing, folding it neatly in a corner. He was fully erect, his thick penis rising high. With his leanly muscled body and sleekly muscled flanks, Kyle was male perfection. Even the cruel Z on his cheek testified to his rugged strength and power. He’d survived cruelties that would best others, and the harsh mistreatment had not turned him hard and bitter.
He went to the dresser and poured oil into a warming dish and then heated it. Kyle took the dish over to her and poured warm oil over her bottom. The sensation was startling. She peered into the mirror and saw him rub his hands.
He parted her cheeks and slid his tongue between them. Moaning at the silken roughness of his tongue, she wriggled. He drew back and delivered a gentle sla
p to her bottom.
“Stay still,” he ordered.
Squeezing her ass cheeks, he licked off the oil, his warm, wet tongue stroking slowly. Then Kyle moved behind her. He kissed her neck, then his warm lips moved over her shoulder, down the slope of her back. Arianna reached back and pulled his hair, need clawing at her, and thrust her hips backward. The demand for sex overwhelmed her. She knew the Lupine were a sensual people, but had never experienced the clawing ache to be filled like this.
Next he took a small phallus, coated it with oil and parted her ass cheeks.
It hurt a little as he slid the plug inside her. “This will give you more pleasure when I fuck you. It will make you feel even fuller.”
The harsh sound of his breathing mingled with her soft whimpers as he held a hand at the small of her back, ensuring she remained still. Kyle knelt behind her and ran his palms over her bottom. Then he leaned close and nipped her ass, soothing the faint sting with a slow lick.
“Look up at me,” he softly commanded.
Parting her thighs, he pushed the head of his cock against her softness. Arianna stared into the mirror, watching his savage look as he gripped her waist and forced himself into her tight channel. Arousal screamed through her as he worked his way deep inside, the anal plug increasing the pressure as her vaginal walls stretched and admitted him.
“Am I hurting you?”
Wordlessly, she shook her head.
Kyle pushed further inside. “Do you want me to stop?”
Her wolf would not be denied and growled in demand. “No, damnit, will you shut up and fuck me?”
With a soft laugh, he obliged. Gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her skin, Kyle began to pound hard and fast. The musky smell of her arousal mixed with his scented the air.
Caught in the overload of sensual pleasure, Arianna moaned as he sank deep inside her and then withdrew. Arching her back, she tightened her inner muscles as he pushed deep inside. And then he went rigid behind her and barked out a curse, ejaculating streams of hot semen against her womb.
Her vaginal muscles spasmed and tightened around his erection, her own climax bathing her in a rush of heat as she screamed out his name. His harsh cries mingled with her own. Spent and awash in pleasure, Arianna dropped down on the cushion.
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