Real Men Snarl_Real Men Shift

by Celia Kyle

“Ally,” he murmured, and she absorbed the way he said her name—wanted to remember it and cherish it for all time.

  Gripping the waist of his boxers, she tugged on the elastic and carefully slid them down, allowing his hard length to spring forward. Once again, her breath caught at the sight of his cock—further proof of his need.

  “Mmmm…” She licked her lips, mouth watering. She traced the line of dark hair that led from his belly button and right to his rigid need.

  “Like what you see?”

  She nodded, lips quirked. “Why don’t I show you how much?”

  Ally wrapped her hand around his shaft, silken heat beneath her palm—so soft yet so very hard. She stroked his length, gliding along that sensitive, private part of him. Up and down, base to tip and back again, she took her time while pleasuring her mate. He released a low groan, free hand reaching out to brace himself on the counter while the other remained knotted in her hair. He panted, chest heaving, as she explored his cock. Thick and hard, the plum-shaped tip flushed with his arousal.

  “You like that?” she whispered, lips just brushing the head of his dick.

  “You have no idea.” The words held a hint of his wolf, a rumbling growl in each syllable. “Just to feel your skin—”

  Ally silenced by him flicking out her tongue and lapping up the droplet of pre-cum that leaked from his length. She savored the salty essence of her mate and went back for more. She rolled the tip of her tongue over him, tapping the slit at the tip and capturing each new morsel as it left him. He jerked and quaked at her touches, hips twitching when she laved the underside of his dick, teasing that sensitive spot before moving on once more.

  She cupped his balls, massaging him as she took him into her mouth. She slid her lips along his hardness, tracing the veins with her tongue as she took in more of him. She bobbed once, twice, slow and easy—sensual. She ached for him to spill in her mouth but this was only the start of everything she wanted to give him.

  “Ally,” he groaned. “I need you.”

  God, she needed him too, and it took every ounce of control she had to remain on her knees. In answer to his plea, she gripped the base of his shaft and took as much of him in her mouth as she could—until the hard head of his cock bumped the back of her throat.

  “Fuck,” he ground out, and she hummed in approval before she retreated until she reached the head once more. Then she began the torturous game of sliding her tongue around his tip, teasing the flared edge, tapping the underside, and lapping up every drop of pre-cum.

  “You’re going to kill me, woman,” Kade snarled, but there was no heat in the sound. Simply sexual need and frustration.

  She eased back enough to speak, but refused to relinquish her treat entirely. Her lips brushed the sensitive tip as she spoke. “And you’ll love every moment.”

  Kade’s grip in her hair tightened as she took him deep once more, humming as she slid up, then down and up again. She breathed deep through her nose, relishing the musky scent of wolf and male. She reveled in the way she sensed the unrelenting need pouring off him in drowning waves. She would never doubt the way he felt about her. It oozed from every pore, and the depth increased her own. The pressure and aching desperation between her thighs rose higher and higher until she felt as if she’d burst into flame.

  Ally swallowed him down once again, not stopping until he nudged the back of her throat, and she paused for a moment—simply holding him in her mouth. His taste… His closeness… She gradually retreated, withdrawing in slow increments until she reached the head. She was prepared for more teasing—more delicate licking and exploring with her tongue—but Kade refused to allow her torment to continue.

  Kade jerked his cock away and bent, grasping her biceps before hauling her to her feet. His hold was firm as he moved her, encouraging her to move backward until she was pressed against the damp tiled wall. The bathroom had become more sauna than anything, the steaming shower continuing to toss moisture into the air. The cool tile was a stark contrast to the warmth enveloping.

  With the wall at her back, she had nowhere to go as Kade continued to come forward, not stopping until his chest was flush with hers—his cock nudging her hip.

  “What’s wrong?” Her heart thrummed a rapid beat, though they were so close she wondered if it was his heart.

  “Not a damned thing.” Kade crushed his mouth over hers, sucking on her bottom lip for a moment before delving into her mouth. He cupped her cheek, other hand still in her hair and holding her just as he desired. She squirmed against the wall, fighting to push closer, to press up into his mouth and lose herself in him. She drank him in with every breath, savoring every hint of his scent.

  Even when she’d lost her composure the first night, she’d never imagined a kiss could be this good. No, Good wasn’t enough. It was simply perfect. So full of craving and want and understanding. His mouth crashed against hers, moving in undulating waves of push and pull, need and fleeting satisfaction warring inside her. At that moment, she felt as though she was more than herself. Or more than just her.

  She was Kade, too. His all-consuming desperation to take her nearly making her lose control. A yearning she experienced as well. Somehow, they knew each other better than they knew themselves, bodies and minds exchanging information on a level she couldn’t comprehend. He sensed what she craved even before the thought fully formed, just as she knew what he desired without him saying a word.

  The hand at her cheek abandoned her, traveling down her body and settling at the juncture of her thighs. He found her slick folds, fingers not hesitating to explore that sensitized part of her. He rolled his thumb over her clit, mimicking the pattern he used with his tongue in her mouth. He fucked her with his hand, fingers not missing an inch of her pussy as he discovered her secrets.

  She rolled her hips, rocking against him in her quest for that ultimate pleasure. She rode his fingers as if it were his cock filling her, gasping with bone-deep relief with his sensual touch.

  “Kade,” she whimpered, voice tight with need, “My Kade.”

  It had all happened in a space of minutes but the anticipation had built over days. Days of looks and touches and secret smiles. Of heated stares that held so much promise.

  Ally found herself soaring higher, body taken away by Kade’s delicious ministrations. He fucked her hard and slow, plunging deep into her pussy as his thumb traced tormenting circles around her clit. She gasped and whined, working with him, taking everything she could. Their mouths remained connected, the kiss continuing as his taunting seemed never ending.

  The pleasure spiraled higher, flying upward and climbing toward the precipice. Kade delved deep, taking cues from her until he repeated everything that made her moan and doubled whatever movements made her scream his name against his lips.

  And still the bliss gathered and grew, the bubble of restrained passion swelling around her. Her nipples pebbled against his chest and her pussy clenched around his invasion, milking his fingers just as she’d like to milk the hard length of his cock.

  Soon…

  “Kade,” she panted. “Oh, god, Kade….” Ally pulled out of the kiss and slumped against the wall, mewling and whining for more.

  “Tell me. Say it. What do you want?”

  Ally’s fingers twitched and hands raised to her breasts, pinching the tight nubs of her nipples without thought. All the while, his ministrations remained, the delirious rhythm not stuttering in any way. A full-body tremor overtook her, that growing ecstasy expanding to creep into every inch of her.

  “More. You. I want to come.” Another shudder stole more of her control, sapping her of what little strength she had, and she found herself balancing on that edge. On that line between bone-searing pleasure and pain, and she held her breath, not wanting to interrupt that sensual dance. She wavered, body trembling, muscles no longer her own as Kade stole any hint of control she might have possessed.

  He leaned forward, his cheek against hers, nuzzling her as his hot breath
fanned her damp skin, his closeness adding to the intense joy coursing through her veins.

  “Ally.” Kade’s dark rasp was all she needed.

  Her pussy clenched around his thick fingers, convulsions snatching any hint of control that remained. Utter bliss consumed her, the pleasure so intense she couldn’t breathe. She shuddered and moaned, Kade’s name on her lips as she flew apart in his arms. She rolled her hips in time with the hot, hard waves of ecstasy, another throb pulsing through her veins with every beat of her heart.

  Ally’s fangs pushed through her gums, descending until the sharp tips pricked her lower lip. Her wolf knew what it wanted—what it craved—and the beast made sure she was aware. She didn’t allow herself to think or second guess herself once again, she simply struck.

  Overwhelming pleasure still consuming her blood, she lurched forward and sank her fangs into his flesh. Kade’s warm, coppery yet sweet, blood filled her mouth and she swallowed the fluid, reveling in this new connection between them. He growled with her claiming, the sound so low and deep she felt his hum in her bones—in her very soul.

  And nothing had ever felt so right.

  * * *

  Ally released him slowly, teeth sliding free of his flesh followed by her delicate tongue lapping at his new mating mark. With each flick of her tongue, his cock throbbed, body anxious to sink into her. To feel her silken pussy wrap around him like a glove. One made just for him.

  She gave him one more, long, slow lick and he forced himself to step back—to put distance between them. If he didn’t, he’d come right then and there.

  He reached for his shoulder, fingers ghosting over the new wound, and he couldn’t suppress the smile that overtook his lips. The wound still wept, but already it’d begun to heal, sure to leave a scar in its wake.

  Ally remained leaning against the damp tile wall, her passion-filled gaze meeting his, her eyes now amber with the presence of her wolf.

  “Aren’t you going to claim me?” Her best—not Ally’s human half—asked the question.

  “I will, little wolf, when I’m done with the rest of you.” Kade sensed his own animal flare inside him, changing his vision for a split-second, which seemed to be enough for Ally’s inner animal.

  Entwining their fingers, he slid the shower door open with his free hand and then guided her inside the glass enclosure. He stepped aside to allow the warm water to sluice over her perfect, pert breasts, droplets clinging to her hardened nipples before falling to the tile below. He followed the trails of water down her body—eyes tracing every inch of her pale skin. Moving from her breasts to her tucked in waist and then the flare of her hips.

  Hips he wanted to hold tight as he pounded into her. Hard. Fast. Until she screamed his name… again.

  Leaving her beneath the spray, Kade moved around the glass enclosure, grasping the shampoo bottle as soon as he was close. He let the fragrant fluid pool in his palm and then he slowly, carefully lathered his fingers.

  He stepped close to her once more, mere inches between their wet bodies, and he lowered his eyes to hers. “First, I’m going to take care of you.” He reached for her hair and sank his fingers into the damp strands. “I’m going to slide my hands over every inch of your body. I want you relaxed, pampered, all soft and sweet and sexy.” He massaged her scalp, smiling when her eyes fell closed and she dropped her head back. “Then I’m going to fuck you until you come so hard you don’t even remember your own name.”

  Her breath caught followed by a low moan and a full body shudder. It took everything in him not to rush, everything in him to stay on task and pamper his gorgeous mate. He eased her back, the spray soaking her hair and washing the suds away.

  “How does that sound, gorgeous?”

  “It sounds like a lot of waiting,” she whined.

  He leaned down and nipped her shoulder, his fangs scraping her flushed skin. “The more you complain, the longer you’ll have to wait.”

  The longer they’d both have to wait.

  She made the motion to zip her lips shut then focus on him as he lathered his hands once more, this time with body wash.

  “What if I want to touch you?” She stole some of his suds and slid her slick palms down his body, nearing his aching cock. He jerked at her intoxicating touch, closing his eyes for a moment to enjoy the sensation before pulling away.

  “All in good time, my mate.”

  Kade took his time exploring her, beginning at her back, nibbling her neck before following each kiss with his soapy hands. He caressed her shoulders, large hands spanning her back with ease as he traced her spine with his thumbs. Then he reached the perfection of her ass, the pale, rounded curves seeming to beg for his touch.

  He smoothed his hand over the mounds, fingers ghosting along the crack of her ass and teasing her dark cleft. She gasped and surprised him, arching her back and pushing into his touch—inviting him to explore.

  Fuck, he want to do just that, but he held himself back. He’d come all over the shower floor. Instead, he dropped to his knees and lathered her toned, shapely calves, thighs and back to the curve of her hips.

  “I think you missed a spot,” she teased and he heard rather than saw her smile.

  “What did I tell you about being impatient?”

  Ally fell silent once again, but he sensed her need, the desperate ache to talk, to beg. He wanted to hear those cries, but not until they were both nearly mad with wanting.

  Kade moved to her front, beginning once more at the slim line of her neck. He moved to the hollow of her collarbones and then her biceps and forearms before finally reaching her hands. Grasping them in his own, he encouraged her to place her palms on her own chest, to touch herself for him as the water continued to spray over warm skin. Her nipples were hard and flushed pink, too much of a temptation for him to deny, and he bent low to nip one and then the other. But he couldn’t let himself get distracted. He guided her hands still lower.

  Anticipation bubbled inside him, growing with every breath.

  “What do you want me to do?”

  “I think you know the answer to that question,” he murmured in response, and he didn’t recognize his own voice. He released her, letting her make the choice for herself.

  Ally’s gaze never leaving his, she slipped her fingers between her thighs, not hesitating to delve within her silky folds. The move was soon followed by a deep moan, her eyes fluttering at her own touch. Kade’s balls throbbed and dick pulsed, the need to come nearly driving him mad.

  “Are you wet? Are you ready for me?” His voice was more growl than man.

  “Kade,” she whispered.

  “Is your pussy ready to be claimed?” The scent of her arousal filled the air, captured in the steam, and it surrounded him. It sank into his pores and blinded him to all else.

  Shakily, she nodded, and he moved her as he desired once more. He placed one hand over hers, encouraging her to pleasure herself—to make small circles over her aching bud while he turned her to face the shower wall.

  Ally braced one hand on the tile, the other still between her legs, still rubbing that bundle of nerves. She arched against him, plump ass gliding along his throbbing cock. He gritted his teeth and fought his orgasm back, forced his body to obey him when all he wanted was to lose himself with Ally.

  “Please…” Ally’s breathless voice cut through the patter of water against glass. Or maybe it was his imagination. He wasn’t sure. He simply knew that he couldn’t take it anymore. Couldn’t take her nearness and not have her—claim her.

  Kade grasped his shaft with his free hand and positioned the tip of his cock at her hot, wet opening. Her pussy kissed the head of his dick, clenching as if hungry for him—to be claimed and filled by him. He didn’t hesitate to answer her silent plea. He shoved hard and deep inside her, cock filling her pussy with that single thrust. She took him to the hilt, his entire length deep within her body until her ass was cradled by his hips.

  He groaned deep, a low contrast to her high
scream, the sounds ringing around them as they finally experienced what it was to be complete in each other’s arms. Ally leaned back, her head going to his shoulder and her hair splayed against his chest.

  He lowered his lips to her ear. “Don’t stop touching yourself.” He pressed his fingers hard against hers, punctuating his order with that extra push of sensation.

  She gave him a shaky nod and he withdrew his hand, adjusting his hold gripping her hips. He withdrew and pushed forward once more, setting a slow rhythm as he simply reveled in the feel of her wrapped around him. Her sheath squeezed his length, rippling around him with every thrust, clinging to him as he retreated.

  Ally met him stroke for stroke, rocking and pushing into his thrusts, taking everything he gave.

  And then he gave her more, instincts and need driving him to thrust into her hard, slam their hips together, and pulling a cry from her throat. He thrust into her over and over and over… The only sounds in the shower coming from the patter of water and their hoarse cries.

  Kade’s gums ached, his wolf howling and pushing against its mental leash. It wanted freedom. It wanted to bite and claim as they’d already been claimed.

  “Kade.” His name came out of Ally as a cross between a moan and a cry, begging and demanding at the same time. Then her pussy squeezed his cock, massaging his length, and his balls pulled up tight and hard against his body.

  It was enough to wrench his focus away from corralling his beast and the wolf slipped its leash, transforming his fangs in an instant. They burst into his mouth, tips pricking his lower lip.

  Ally braced her hand on the wall, using it to push against, shoving her body along his cock—using him, fucking herself on his dick and fuck…

  She ached for him so much she was driven to fight for control. The perfect, needy little she-wolf.

  Kade slammed into her hard, pushing her release higher, needing her to come on his cock before he sank his fangs into her flesh. They both fought for the same thing—release, that ultimate pleasure—and he knew when she was truly close. Knew when she hovered right at the edge. She trembled in his arms, muscles twitching and breathing coming in uneven gasps.