Diana's taste was like getting a mouthful of all her favorite flavors mixed together at once. The damp heat of the spice, hot and something that was inalienably its mate rolled onto Michel's tongue. After a few more swallows he removed his fangs from his lover's delicate skin licking the bite marks, knowing that in a few hours they would completely disappear, but not her scent. His scent was embedded in his lover and would stay that way for several weeks.
“That was amazing. Diana said, eyes wide with rapture. "You can bite me anytime."
Michel didn't laugh with a bit of relief. “I'll keep that in mind baby. I'll keep that in mind. “Now probably wasn't the time to tell your mate that she would be marked regularly to keep others away from her.
“Now get down on your knees and treat me to that pretty ass of yours.
Diana gave him an anxious look at her face, so pretty.
“Come on, sweetie. Don't make me wait. You made me wait a week before agreeing to be my mate, which deserves punishment. That collar says I'm the only one authorized to discipline you.
In one smooth, well-practiced motion, the sweetie was in her lap.
“Someone is used to being spanked.
“Not for a moment. Diana gasped.
Michel smoothed his hand over his mate's sweet bottom. What he realized on the first night. His palm absorbed the smooth texture of her silky skin and cupped Diana 's tight, muscular bottom . "How often do you exercise, sweetie?"
Diana could feel her lover's hard cock growing between her legs.
- Every morning.
“Keep up the good work. This is one of the best asses I've ever seen. “And he had already seen a lot. Not that he was going to share that information with his sweetie. “I want you to tell. I'm going to give you ten full spanks and if you get it wrong, I'm not going to have sex with you. “That was a baseless threat. Nothing could stop him from sinking into that pretty ass, but he wanted Diana to try. It was one of the gentlest things he would do for this beautiful creature to learn how to behave like his mate in and out of the bedroom.
He ran his hand down her pale bottom.
"Um," Diana mumbled.
Over and over Michel pounded and Diana counted each stroke until the pale pink turned flaming red and he could feel Diana's arousal seeping through his pants and mingling with the air.
"You like that, don't you, sweetie?" — Michel said, passing his hand calmly over Diana's warm buttocks.
Diana nodded, tears streaming down her face. Michel slid his fingers into his lover's hair, pulling Diana's head down until he licked at the salty taste running down her face. The flavors of need and spice that belonged only to her sweet treasure danced on her tongue.
"So beautiful," Michel said, his tone possessive, "...and so mine."
He helped his fragile golden lover to her feet. “Get on top of the bed, on your hands and knees. I want to fuck your cherry red ass.
Diana's ass was on fire. She could probably roast a marshmallow or anything in it. But desire and her pussy leaking lubrication had her quickly following Michel's demands.
Behind her came the rustle of removed clothes and the sound of a lube cap popping as her shifter lover smoothed her anus. A soft touch pressed against the entrance. “Sweetie, relax, take my fingers inside. I do not want to hurt you.
Leaning back on her elbows, Diana tried to relax her muscles for Michel's entrance. A soft moan sounded behind her, she had never had this kind of sex before.
“Linda, you're so damn pretty.
Two, then three, then the blunt end of something bigger pressing against her. With a sigh, Diana relaxed her muscles as Michel thrust inside in one smooth motion.
— Oooh. - It was so good.
Michel froze inside him.
"Baby, are you okay?"
"Only if you move." Diana demanded, instantly aware of her mistake.
His lover's cold, forced tone attested to his error.
“I guess you still don't realize who's in charge here. Michel slid out before sinking into her ass and digging into her gland. "I will be in charge of our pleasure and if I want to stay inside you, immobile for eternity, I will…"
"And my dead body will be dry by then." Diana said, squeezing him from the inside.
Michel howled.
“Bastard.
Before she could brace herself properly, her wolf lover straddled her hard.
Michel pumped into her like a man with something to prove. Hard, short bursts, sending her over the edge over and over until Diana couldn't remember the time, place, or even her name. The only thing in her world was Michel, sliding inside her and her pussy, wet. On impulse, she reached out to touch herself only to be knocked away.
"Mine," Michel growled, nipping her neck in retaliation.
Her lover wrapped a hand full of long fingers around Diana's pussy, squeezing just a little. Diana bit her lip to hold back the curse.
"Come on, baby, come for me."
Diana let go, and moaned like a madwoman, she found it highly impossible for a man to make a woman come with just his fingers, until that moment. Only Michel could make her come so much.
- Remember this. Just me.
She felt Michel's climax pouring into her. And a moment of panic hit her.
"You didn't use a condom."
“Shifters can't spread the disease. Michel said.
“You wore one last week.
“I wasn't ready yet for you to know I was a wolf and I didn't want to scare you . Michel 's strong hands stroked Diana's back as he withdrew with a grunt. "But now you're mine."
Boneless, Diana was swept away in a sea of sensations. Michel's touch disappeared for a moment replaced by a warm washcloth a few moments later.
- Thanks. Diana said sleepily.
“I'll always look out for you, sweetie. Michel said, wrapping his body around Diana.
It felt good to sleep in another man's arms again.
She would have to work something out with the hotel so she could sleep with Michel every night.
With her lover's arms around her, Diana drifted off to sleep, the first in years.