"In what way?” Stefan smoothed her hair back from her face and brushed a light kiss across her lips.
"Hmm, I'm not sure. I just feel ... different."
"Were you really so convinced that I would be so bad?” He chuckled and tightened his arms around her. His voice was soft, gentle, in the same way he held her. “Would you rather that I was bad?"
Sidney curled her fingers into his hair, enjoying the silky feel of it. Stefan looked up at her and she saw he awaited an answer to his question. “I never thought I would be so easily had."
Stefan laughed. His smile brightened his whole face. “You were successful then because, let me tell you, Sid, there was nothing easy about getting you to come to my bed."
Sidney thought about what he said and realized he was right. She laughed again. “You are right, but I can't help it, I still feel different."
"In what way? Talk to me.” Stefan stroked her cheek.
"I feel more ... I don't know.... I want to do things I've never done before.... I feel wild and crazy.... like I don't want you to have all the fun.” She blushed. She couldn't believe that she said that, and still couldn't get over the fact that she was not fighting with him. That she was going to accept this and go on with her life, with him.
"What? All the fun? I hope I did not enjoy that all by myself.” Stefan laughed this time. “Well, Sid, I don't want to spoil it for you. If it makes you happy, take over, I won't lift a finger to stop you."
Sidney met his gaze and smiled. “I think I will.” His look of surprise made her giggle. Sidney knew he had not been talking about that moment, rather later, if she wanted, but Sidney didn't want to wait. Shyly, she smiled at him as her thoughts started to take over. She wondered what would it be like to take him into her mouth? To taste him, to bring him the same pleasure that he had brought her? When Stefan folded his hands behind his head, Sidney took the opportunity and straddled him.
* * * *
Shocked, Stefan brought his hands to her waist. Sudden lust came over him in waves. “You won't do anything?” Sidney asked lightly. The sweetness in her voice was new to him. He liked it, and at that moment, he couldn't deny her anything. He nodded.
"You won't touch me?” Sidney asked as she trailed her fingers down his chest.
Stefan groaned. “I never knew you were such a vixen. That is just cruel."
Sidney started to slide down his body but was stopped with his hands on her legs. She gave him a playful smile, one that Stefan knew was meant to tease him. “Please don't torture me too much.” Stefan said, only half kidding.
A bright smile lit up her face. “I promise nothing. I mean, I've never done this before. How will I know what is too much?” The humor in her voice made him laugh. When she nipped at his ear, his laughter died and another groan escaped him. He relaxed again with his hands behind his head and left her to explore his body at her own pace.
Her featherlike brush down his sides, sent shivers racing down his spine. Her eyes never met his, but he did not need to see her eyes to know there was passion there. It was in her touch, in her scent.
* * * *
Sidney liked that he didn't have a lot of hair, only the patch that went from his belly button to his cock. His hard chest beneath her hands turned her on. It twitched enticingly under her fingers. His nipples hardened as she lightly grazed them with her nails. She bit her lip then decided to take one into her mouth, just as he had done to her.
His breath caught when she allowed her tongue to touch his nipple. His labored breathing told her that he enjoyed what she had done. She moved to his other nipple and gave it the same attention.
Sidney didn't really know if she was doing it right, but she followed her instincts and kissed her way down his body. Occasionally, she would bite him gently then use her tongue to lick away the sting. He tensed in a way he hadn't before. Sidney wondered if she had hurt him, but figured if she had, he would tell her. Her tongue moved lower, allowing her hair to tickle his body as it followed her mouth to his hips. She reached up, took her hair in her hands, and brushed it, like a feather, over his cock.
Sidney cupped his balls in her palm and heard his sharp intake of breath. She glanced up at him and saw that his eyes were closed tight with his hands pulling at his hair. Enjoying the sight of him without control, she decided to tease him. Sidney smiled as she took his cock in her hand and licked from his balls to the tip.
"Sidney.” Stefan groaned, swallowing hard. “Don't. Please. I beg you."
"What are you gonna do about it?” Sidney teased.
"My control is slipping, Sidney,” he said through clenched teeth.
"I don't think you realize how much control you do have. Besides, you did say I could do what I wanted."
Sidney met his eyes. Seeing the lust and the thin thread of control he had, she knew she had him by the balls, so to speak. Without dropping her eyes, she licked him again from his balls to the tip of his cock. She reveled in the hiss that escaped. Sidney enjoyed the game she was playing with him. She loved the control, loved how she could push him, just like he had pushed her until she couldn't think straight.
"God!” His cry was a muffled whisper.
"Do you want me to stop?” she met his gaze and smiled sweetly up at him.
"No!” He jerked his hips as if asking for more. “Yes. Fuck!” he groaned. “I don't know."
"Tell me what you want,” she said using the same words he had earlier. Without a word, he jerked his hips toward her mouth. Sidney backed away. He wasn't going to get off that easy.
"You made me say it, now it's your turn.” She chuckled. “Say it. What do you want me to do?” she whispered, then grinned wickedly. “I mean I am not experienced. I need guidance."
* * * *
Stefan thought he was going to die. The feel of her breath around his cock and the anticipation of her mouth closing over it was enough to give any man a heart attack. He also loved how she teased him. The manner in which she played her game and how relaxed she seemed was something he wanted to keep always. In fact, he planned on doing everything in his power to keep her this happy. He didn't want to break that spirit in her, only wanted to bring it out. And now that she had fully accepted him, there was no going back.
Stefan was going crazy with the need to touch Sidney. He didn't know if he was going to be able to last long enough for her to explore his body. He also didn't know if he was going to be able to play the game after all. The urge to fist his hands in her hair and put her mouth around his cock was powerful.
Stefan saw the light in her eyes and knew that she was teasing him. “Suck my cock."
A smile turned up the corners of her mouth. Slowly, she extended her tongue, never breaking their eye contact as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. She licked around it, sucked gently, and then licked some more. Just feeling that tongue touch him had Stefan praying for control, praying that he wouldn't come just yet.
"Take it all, Sid!” Stefan growled fiercely as he thrust his hips forward.
Sidney continued as if she hadn't heard him. She sucked the head of his cock then licked the underside. Stefan knew she was teasing him the way he had teased her. He wondered when the wildness he had brought out in her would surface. What he knew was that she didn't know that pushing a shifter to the edge was a dangerous thing, and he was damn close to that edge.
When he jerked his hips, he was again rewarded with her nails digging into his hips, pushing him back down on the bed. Stefan growled at the pain, but welcomed it. It helped to ease the need to fuck her mouth.
Again, her tongue licked at the mushroom shaped head, lapping at it as a cat would cream, and again he tried to push his cock into her mouth only to get her nails.
"Oh, you are going pay for this.” He growled dangerously.
Her tongue moved from the head to lick up and down the shaft like a fucking lollipop. Stefan couldn't believe that she was licking him and not sucking him. Did he really tease her in such a manner? He must ha
ve, for she was killing him right now.
"Oh, you are going to fucking pay for this!” he yelled.
Stefan sucked his breath in sharply when her fingernail scrapped the tiny ring of his ass. Not in a million years did he ever imagine anyone doing that to him.
"Sidney!” he panted, which got him rewarded with another scrap from her nail. The slight pain was thrilling and seemed to heighten him further.
Stefan had had enough. He clinched his hands in her hair, forming a tight fist as he sat up. “Either take my cock in your mouth and suck it or fuck me!” he growled at her in a deadly voice.
* * * *
With a sweet smile, Sidney met his gaze and saw how far she had brought him, how far she had pushed. She also saw the animal side in him and found that it excited her to no end. She dropped her head and took his cock deep into her mouth. She sucked him hard and fast, her head bobbing up and down. He panted as she moved, begged, and pleaded for more, then for her to stop. Fingers dug into her hair to try to pull her away, but Sidney quickly took back control and finished him off by doing something she had read about once. Sidney quickly sucked one finger quickly before pushing it deep into his ass. He exploded into her mouth, yelling at the top of his lungs while she drank his pleasure.
Sidney popped his cock from her mouth and finger from his ass, smiled, and licked her lips. She glanced up at him, at his hooded eyes looking down at her. Using her tongue, she made a trail back up his belly and chest. Stopping at his nipples, she flicked her tongue over one, but his fisted hand pulled her upward to meet him face to face. Sidney's heart nearly stopped at the hunger she saw in him. His features were strained in barely controlled passion. With a grin, she reached up and removed his hand from her hair. Sidney was sure any other woman would have been frightened at his dark, passionate look, but it only served to make her want him more. Sidney was surprised. She had never dreamed she would want him again, or that her desire would be so intense. In the morning, Sidney would have trouble walking, but she didn't care. The pain would be welcome.
Placing her weight on one arm, she used her other hand to reach down and grasp his cock, which was getting hard as stone once again. Stefan was right when he said he was a shifter male in his prime if he could get an erection like this again. Guiding it to her entrance, she slowly, purposefully rubbed the head back and forth over her wet pussy. Sidney loved the low growling sound he made and the way he bucked his hips in an attempt to bury himself inside her. Never before had Sidney felt sexier than at that moment. Every sensation turned her on more, making her want to be wanton.
"Tell me do you want my pussy?” His eyes glazed over with passion and she knew that her dirty talk was turning him on even more. She allowed him to slip inside her a little more. “Is this what you have been waiting for?” Sidney cooed.
"You should know the consequences of playing with fire. And you, my darling, are about to get burned"
"Then burn me.” She breathed out. Her head went back, her breasts thrust forward for his hands, and her body slowly lowered down onto him.
"I am going to fuck you all night long.” He purred. “Just as if it was a full moon. You will bear my brand long after this night is over."
Sidney could no longer resist. She allowed him to take control of her. She groaned when his hands settled on her hips and he pushed her down hard on his cock. She sighed at the deep penetration. She closed her eyes as a brand new emotion started to close its arms around her frame, just as he closed his arms around her when he sat up.
Sidney held onto him as tightly as he held onto her and on to the feelings that gripped her, feelings that she didn't want to face or have to deal with right now.
Stefan found a steady rhythm and never once did he lose it. Sidney placed her hands on his forearms and held on as he lifted her then slammed her back down on his wildly bucking hips.
"Yes.” She moaned. “Fuck me.” Her moans turned into pleading cries and soon Sidney felt and found herself saying all the things that she had only dreamed about. “God, Stefan, fuck me hard.” Nails raked down his back and her teeth scraped on his shoulder. “Make me scream."
* * * *
"Fuck!” Stefan cried as the pleasure between them built. Passion played across her face, and he knew she was close. He slowed his pace, not quite ready for this to end. He leaned down and kissed her quickly, letting his tongue delve into her mouth, mimicking the actions of his cock.
When he felt her heart rate slow, he allowed himself to slip from her warmth. He flipped her over on her stomach. He didn't give her a chance to say anything. He placed his hands gently on her hips and raised her to her knees. Seconds later, he slammed into her pussy.
He thrust fast and deep into her pussy, determined to push her over the edge. Stefan didn't want her to just come. He wanted her to have an orgasm more powerful than she ever dreamed. When he reached down and found her clit, he gave it a pinch and Sidney screamed as her orgasm washed over her in waves. Stefan felt her uterus contract as her pussy gripped his cock like a vise. He only pounded her harder.
"Mine! All mine!” Stefan growled as his seed flowed hard and hot inside her. This was his dream come true. He never thought it would become reality, and it hit him like this when the last bit of his seed was gone. She was his. His soul, his heart, his mate!
They stayed like that. Stefan couldn't move and had no desire to. Sidney remained pinned beneath him, and the slight, quaking contractions from Sidney's pussy still gripped his cock. They stayed there, connected and spent, waiting for their breathing to return to normal.
"Will it be like this on the full moon?” Sidney asked so quietly, Stefan wasn't sure if she had asked it or not.
He pulled out of her, but kept close to her. His chest was against her back, his arm holding her tightly as he thought about her question. “I wouldn't know. I've never made love to anyone on the night of the moon."
"Then how do you know you would have hurt me?” She turned her head slightly to try and look at him.
"I have had the need. I have never taken anyone on that night, though.” Stefan held her closer to him, dropping his head into her hair.
"Your father and my grandfather started all of this, right?” Sidney finally said.
Stefan wasn't prepared for the question to come from her, at least not yet. His arms tightened. “Started what?” he tried to play it cool, like he was half asleep or just relaxing. It didn't work.
"My father told me one time about my grandfather,” Sidney went on softly. Stefan was picking up from her tone that she was having a difficult time asking the question that she was asking now. “He told me that Granddad had a werewolf. Only said he saw him, never was in the same room or anything.” She turned her head, trying to look at him. “That was your father, right?"
Stefan shifted behind her. He closed his eyes, wondering how much more he should tell her. He hated the thought of going back to his past. Didn't want to remember the last moments with his father, but knew it was a large step that needed to be taken. He needed to show her that he could trust her, knew that it would be a big thing to share his past.
"Yes,” he answered in a rush, “that was my father."
"God,” she whispered. “What he told me, I—I never really believed."
"I was about six.” As much as he wished his mouth would close, he found he couldn't. “He took me hunting for the first time. It was also the night my mother announced she was pregnant with Skyler. He wanted to make sure that I could read my senses right. To feel when the moon was coming, to hear the animals. All that stuff. But it didn't go that way."
Stefan took a breath and swallowed hard. “The spot where your father caught me is around the same spot my father was grabbed. We were there. He was working with me to perfect my change when he sensed them or smelled them. I'm not sure which. He hid me in a hollow tree and headed out to draw them away from me."
Stefan closed his eyes. He fought to push back the tears that threatened to fall, but couldn't.
When he spoke again, his voice shook and the tears fell. “I snuck out and went to the house. I saw some of the things they did to him before he mouthed for me to go back.” The image of her father walking up to Stefan's father with a cruel smile on his face and a knife in his hand still haunted him. He could still hear his father's screams as he was being sliced up, but no matter what, he was never going to tell Sidney that her father castrated his father for the pleasure of it. “Dedrick found me early the next morning. I didn't know how, but I knew that my father was dead and that Conner Martin was the reason for it."
Stefan rolled away from her and left the bed. More tears fell from his eyes, ones he had held back for so many years. They fell now and nothing could stop them. He walked to the window and gazed out. The full moon would be there within hours.
"Your father got out of the cage that my grandfather put him in.” Sidney came up behind him but didn't touch him. “I know because my father blames him for everything. They fought, causing a fire.” She brushed him lightly on his bare back. “I don't know the whole story, but his death is what fueled my father and what I think caused my mother to leave."
"I blamed myself for not doing something. Felt like a damn coward for staying in that damn tree.” Stefan sniffed. “I went there to kill him.” He turned around and looked at her. “I went back to your home to kill your father."
"And you found me instead,” she whispered, touching his cheek gently.
Stefan smiled. “I think you have calmed my beast that was so damn close to taking over.” He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. “You saved me and didn't even know it.” He nuzzled her neck, while they walked back to the bed. When they dropped onto the bed, Stefan started laughing. “I'm hungry for you again."
"I think I must bathe.” Sidney laughed. “Not have more sex."
"I don't think a bath is all we need.” He chuckled. “And you better not say that on moon night. You think this hunger is bad now, wait until that night."
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