The next day, Mia woke up in time for lunch; Jack had been awake slightly longer, though he had carefully kept quiet in the room while he waited for her to awaken. She was torn between hunger and lust at the sight of his naked body lounging on the couch, reading the paper; it was a delight when Jack told her in a low voice that he fully intended to order room service, and challenged her to a race to the finish before the staff member arrived at their door with their meal. He took her out of the hotel again, showing her a few places he hadn’t managed to make it to the day before: his favorite clubs, the places he had hung out before his life as a werewolf had dominated all of his free time. Jack was more open, more willing to share with her and talk about his life than Mia had ever found him before—she found it both odd and pleasing to find him so candid all of a sudden. She thought that maybe, finally, he would tell her about his wife and her passing.
It was the night before the full moon, and Mia knew that the next day—their last in the little village where Jack had grown up—would be amazing; Jack was more amorous than usual, and Mia knew that in the absence of his pack, he had chosen to share that magical feeling that all werewolves got with the fullness of the moon with her and only her. She was deeply touched and more responsive than ever before as Jack pulled her into alleys in their wanderings, kissing her hungrily and touching her all over, getting her thoroughly aroused before pulling back and pulling her into public once more. He kept her arousal at a constant peak, teasing her at odd moments when her guard was down but never quite giving her satisfaction, even as he brought her to the local fair and convinced her to try a little of everything.
That night, Jack took her out to a sumptuous dinner, insisting on buying a full bottle of wine for them to split. She barely noticed that he wasn’t drinking as much as her; he kept filling her glass again and again, ordering champagne to go with their dessert, until Mia’s head was spinning from the alcohol, her mouth delighting in the food that he had ordered for her. She thought to herself that she could never meet a man who was so good at pleasing her as Jack was—he seemed to be determined to make her happy that night, to tell her everything and anything, and Mia was more than ready to go back to the hotel when the meal was finished, turning down Jack’s briefly-mentioned offer of a play at the little theatre he had gone to with his mother. As they walked back to the hotel together, he told her about his parents in more detail, explaining that his father had been a lifelong member of the pack that Jack belonged to, though he had only risen as high as second-in-command; he had retired the position when he had started to grow ill, leaving the vacancy open for Jack to take, leading to his eventual status as the Alpha. His mother had been a kind and gentle woman, Jack explained, an art-loving culture fiend, who took him to plays and insisted on his studying art as well as more practical subjects. “My success in life is completely because of them; my dad taught me to work hard and to fight for what I wanted, and my mom taught me to appreciate beauty and to value the world around me.”
Jack helped her up the stairs to their room, chuckling at her reeling tipsiness as he took advantage of the privacy and the situation to grope her along the way. He unlocked the door and guided her through it, pulling her into his arms as he closed it behind them, finally giving them the privacy they both craved. Mia had wanted to be alone with Jack for most of the day—his constant teasing, his kissing, had driven her wild and the dinner with so much wine had only made her feel more intensely turned on, even more ready for a night of passion.
Mia found herself led to the bed, as Jack’s hands began quickly stripping her clothes off. “How do you feel?” he asked her, cupping her breasts through the thin fabric of her bra. Mia chuckled.
“Amazing,” Mia replied, her fumbling hands working at the hem of his t-shirt. Jack guided her hands away from him, kissing her lightly.
“No, this is going to be all about you,” he told her, reaching around to her back and unhooking the clasp of her bra. He guided it away from Mia’s body quickly, burying his face against her breasts and kissing everywhere. Mia moaned lowly as Jack slipped off her jeans, taking her panties with them and leaving her naked, sprawled on the bed. He looked down at her with hunger and lust in his eyes, smiling slightly in the dimly lit room. “God, you’re gorgeous,” he murmured, moving to cover up her body with his own once more. He kissed her hungrily, his hands riding her curves, moving from her breasts to her waist to her hips and back up again in caressing touches. Mia was surprised at Jack’s thinking that he wanted it to be all about her—it was unusual; but she couldn’t help but be thrilled at the thought. Jack’s lips trailed down her body slowly, kissing and nipping playfully rather than biting. He lingered at her hips, looking up at her with a smile as he nuzzled and kissed the sensitive skin, nibbling at the crest of each side of her hips before slipping down to her legs.
Jack kissed all along her inner thighs, leaving Mia panting and moaning, her pussy already soaking wet, her body on fire with need. She threaded her fingers in his hair, tugging only slightly, trying to direct him where she needed him most—while Jack teased her relentlessly, his hot breath tracing along her skin as he moved slowly up from her knee. When he finally came to her slick folds, Mia cried out in relief, twisting her hips to get the best possible contact between his mouth and her pussy. It was so different to make love like this—unrestrained, not submitting to Jack’s desires but free to indulge herself as he began to lap at her slick labia, working his way inward to the well of her pussy. He parted her lips, nuzzling against her as he moaned, sucking and licking.
Mia shivered as Jack worked his way up to her clit, teasing her by rolling the tip of his tongue around the sensitive bundle of nerves. Mia writhed underneath him, combing through his hair with her fingers, her hips twisting and her pussy getting wetter and wetter. Jack moaned against her skin, sending vibrations that only worked away at her self-control even more. Finally, Jack brought his tongue to bear against her clit, lapping at it slowly and deliberately at first and then gradually picking up his pace as Mia became more and more turned on, crying out and moaning. He spread her labia wider and teased the well of her pussy with his fingers, barely slipping them past the ring of muscle at the base of her entrance as his tongue worked her clit, his lips closing around the sensitive bead and sucking it into his mouth carefully. Mia was on fire, her muscles tensing and relaxing erratically. She untangled her fingers from his hair with one hand, reaching down to grip the bed sheets tightly while her hips pivoted and twisted under the impulses created by Jack’s attentions. He started up a low, constant hum, the vibration of his voice driving Mia crazy from sensations that coursed through her body.
She tried to hold back, wanting to savor the moment, wanting to let it last as long as humanly possible, but before she knew it, she was moaning out his name, her head thrown back against the bed, her body moving as if of its own will. Her thighs were shaking, her hands gripping everywhere within reach. Mia’s body rocked with the waves of sensation that rushed through her, cascading along her nerve endings. Jack continued his attacks as her orgasm raged, his tongue flickering against her clit, her pussy tightening and flexing around Jack’s fingers as he plunged them deep inside of her. “Oh! Oh Jack! Oh god, yes, yes, yes…” She arched up off of the bed as she was overwhelmed by sensations. When the spasms began to abate, Jack finally began to back off, slowing down and withdrawing his fingers from her. He broke away from her, licking his lips and pulling back to look up at her with a grin. Mia was panting, shaking from the aftershocks of orgasm as Jack slithered up along her body.
He kissed her, and Mia tasted herself on his lips as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding him close. Electric, tingling waves of pleasure were still working up and down along all of the nerves of her body as she held him; if she tried to let go she shook. Jack pressed his body against hers, kissing her lips, her cheeks, her throat, as his hands traveled over her body slowly and soothingly. Slowly the spasms began to abate, and Mia’s breath began to s
low; a haze of satisfied pleasure crept over her body like warm honey and for the moment, she was content to lie there underneath Jack, enjoying the closeness. “You’re so beautiful when you come,” Jack murmured lowly, his hands starting to move along her body with more amorous intent. He cupped her breasts, giving them a squeeze, his fingertips teasing her nipples, and Mia found herself beginning to become turned on once more.
“You’re determined to exhaust me—I’m onto you,” she said in playful accusation. Jack grinned, rocking his hips against hers.
“You caught me,” he said, reaching down between their bodies to teasingly caress her. “My goal is to make you come over and over and over again until you’re so exhausted you sleep half the day away tomorrow.” Mia chuckled, wrapping her legs loosely around his waist.
“I honestly can’t find anything wrong with that idea,” she told him, her hips beginning to move slightly as Jack caressed her. Jack grinned and began kissing her again, stroking along her soaking wet labia with his fingers while he rocked up against her, letting her feel the hard ridge of his cock. “I want you, though,” she said, pushing her hips down against the caress of his fingers. Jack chuckled and pulled himself off of her, climbing out of the bed and stripping out of his clothes quickly. Mia watched, fascinated as always at the rippling of lean muscle along his frame as he pushed his jeans down over his hips, taking his underwear off with his pants and standing for a moment fully naked. He rejoined her on the bed, running his hands down the front of her body, stopping at her hips to grip her firmly but not as hard as he sometimes did.
“I think this time we’ll go slow,” Jack said lowly, slipping in between her legs and positioning his cock against her wet pussy. He rubbed her up and down with the tip, sending a tingle of sensation from Mia’s clit as he swiped it with his hot, hard cock. He thrust into her slowly, filling her up inch by inch, and Mia moaned out, already turned on once more—completely ready for the sensation of his cock inside of her. Jack held himself still as he filled her up entirely, pausing for just a moment before he began to move. He rocked his hips slowly but steadily, working up a rhythm between their bodies, and Mia gasped at the feeling of friction building up inside of her. She felt the tension deep in her hips, the tightening of her inner walls as if her body didn’t want to relinquish its hold on Jack’s cock moving slowly in and out, deeper and deeper inside of her. Jack moaned, pressing his lips to her neck and then sweeping them up to her face, kissing her deeply as he held himself up on one hand, using the other to caress her everywhere, teasing her nipples, tickling her waist.
Jack picked up his pace gradually—almost frustratingly so—while Mia began to move in counterpoint to his thrusts, twisting and pivoting her hips as her pleasure increased, the tension mounting inside of her body. She took advantage of the freedom of her hands to touch him everywhere she could reach, kneading and caressing, massaging the tightness in his shoulders and back, luxuriating in the velvety heat of his skin under her fingers. She wrapped her legs around his waist tightly and began to push her hips down harder, taking him deeper and deeper inside of her as the friction and heat became more and more insistent, working away at her nerve endings. Jack broke away from her lips to trail kisses along her throat and down to her breasts, and he brought first one and then the other of her nipples to his mouth, sucking and licking, barely grazing the sensitive nubs with his teeth while Mia gasped, shivered, and moaned, lost in the depths of the pleasure he was giving her.
After a while, Jack began to move faster and faster inside of her, his cock plunging deeper into her pussy, his fingers finding their way down to her slick folds. He began to stroke her clit firmly as he thrust into her, and Mia was trembling all over, overwhelmed by the sensations working away against her nervous system, making it more and more impossible to think about anything but how good she felt, how close she was to her second orgasm. She was whimpering with need, writhing and squirming underneath Jack as she tried to get the perfect contact, the perfect combination of his cock deep inside of her and his fingers against her clit, as he brought his mouth back up to hers and kissed her hungrily. Jack was working to the same end, and Mia felt his cock twitching inside of her as he shifted his hips, thrusting deeper, brushing against her inner walls to try and find her g-spot. He found it with the tip of his cock, and at Mia’s cry he began thrusting carefully up against it, brushing it steadily and constantly while his fingers worked away on the outside.
Mia had no idea how much time had passed, but she felt the tension mounting faster and faster inside of her, and before she could prepare for it, her second orgasm rocketed through her, burning away at her nerve endings, making her cry out Jack’s name over and over again. She latched onto him in desperation, her muscles tensing and relaxing, spasms working through her body as the sensations coursed through her. Jack continued through her orgasm, holding himself back to the very end, thrusting into her hard and fast while Mia moaned helplessly, more and more pleasure mounting up inside of her until she thought she couldn’t possibly take it anymore. She felt his cock twitching inside of her, felt the tension in his body as he reached his own orgasm, right as her pleasure was beginning to abate. He thrust a few more times into her, hard and fast, as his sticky-slick heat flooded her, making Mia give a final moan of satisfaction as she felt his pleasure filling her up. They both collapsed against the bed at the same moment, their limbs tangled up, their bodies slick with sweat, panting.
Mia was still struggling to control her breathing when Jack pulled himself up, shifting off of her and onto the bed heavily. “You are amazing,” he told her with a sweet kiss to her temple, draping his arms around her with a casual possessiveness that Mia secretly loved more than all his compliments. She struggled to catch her breath as the beginnings of a laughing fit burbled inside of her, just waiting for something to set her off. She felt so good, so satisfied and contented, almost drugged with the intensity of her pleasure, that it was impossible not to want to laugh. Gradually, as her breathing slowed, the impulse of ticklish laughter began to abate, and Mia curled up against Jack’s warm body, burying her face against his chest. Jack’s hands trailed over her, stroking her still-trembling body as Mia slowly recovered from the excess of pleasure.
“Oh, my god,” she said, recovering her ability to speak again. “You were serious when you said you wanted it to be all about me.” Jack chuckled lowly, running his fingers through her hair and bringing her face up and around to kiss her deeply.
“I’m not finished with you yet,” he murmured, gathering her up in his arms. Mia was slightly startled as he carried her with him as he sat up, moving out of the bed. He shifted her in his embrace, pulling her up with strength that never ceased to surprise Mia coming from his lean frame, and began to carry her across the room, kissing her all over her face and neck.
Mia pulled back as he carried her into the lush bathroom, holding her against him with one arm as he reached out to turn on the bath. She smiled; she had wanted to fool around in the bathtub the moment she had seen it—and it seemed like she would be getting her wish. Jack balanced her against his body while he started filling the tub, plugging the drain and making sure that the water was the perfect temperature. He stepped into the water and sank down, bringing Mia down into it with him and settling her in his lap. For a long moment, they both simply enjoyed the feeling of the hot water against their skin. Then Jack’s hands began to wander all over Mia’s front. She moaned lowly as he teased her nipples, pinching and rolling them carefully between his fingers. The attentions sent tingling jolts of sensation through her body, seemingly straight to her pussy, making Mia writhe against Jack’s body, pushing her hips against him in the warm water. Jack’s lips moved along her neck, kissing and nipping, while one of his hands left her breasts to slide down along her abdomen and to her pussy. He cupped her, rubbing against her still-slick folds with the heel of his palm while he continued to tease her breasts. Mia gasped as Jack parted her labia, the hot water rushing against her sen
sitive skin and her almost aching clit, before his fingers began to rub and stroke her slowly.
Mia twisted and squirmed against Jack as he became more aggressive with his touches, tweaking her nipples more firmly and rubbing her clit with his thumb while his fingers plunged into her, brushing along her inner walls. Sensations tingled and burned along her nerves as Mia became more and more turned on by the moment. Jack plunged his fingers deeper into her, curling them inside of her body, seeking her g-spot once more. Mia was gasping, moaning out, and beginning to thrash in the water as Jack’s attentions to her body made her arousal intensify more and more by the moment. Jack licked and nipped at her neck, adding to the chaos of pleasure that zinged through Mia’s body, adding to her almost overwhelming desire. Mia was trapped in a haze of pleasure, moving like an animal, helpless in Jack’s arms as he teased her relentlessly, backing off of her clit and then resuming his attentions there, abandoning her breasts with his free hand to massage her thighs and then working back up to her nipples unpredictably. She wasn’t sure whether she wanted the sensations to stop all together right then, or if she wanted them to go on indefinitely as her body became more and more tense, her ability to hold back her pleasure going away faster and faster.
Jack stopped abruptly, and Mia let out a keening almost-wail of disappointment, taken to the edge of orgasm and then denied it at the last moment. She heard him murmuring words she couldn’t quite make out, and then he was shifting underneath her, moving her legs, spreading them—she felt his hard cock against her ass. He slipped along under her body, lifting one of her legs out of the water and positioning it on the edge of the tub, and then he was thrusting up into her slowly, filling her from behind. Mia cried out with surprise and pleasure, moving on top of Jack to take him more fully. His lips were trailing all over her neck and shoulders, kissing while his teeth grazed her suddenly-sensitive skin, and Mia gasped as she moved on top of him in counterpoint to his thrusts, the slippery surfaces of the tub making it difficult to get the leverage she wanted.
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