Sydney’s P.O.V.
“Sydney…” his husky whisper softly caresses the tender flesh behind my ear. I shiver loving the sound of my name as it rolls off his tongue. “Hum”, I answer pulling my bottom lip between my teeth, turning slightly to the side stretching my neck a bit to look up into his hauntingly beautiful ice blue eyes. He pulls me closer, the blunt edges of his teeth dig into the flesh of my shoulder, “you know”? His chest rumbles under me as he speaks. His large hand rests possessively over my mound. Two of his long fingers lightly running through my swollen folds as I ghost my lips over his, and whisper, “What are you thinking about baby”?
His eyes lock with mine as a flicker of burnt amber shoots through ice blue shocking me, and I wonder if I’m seeing shit. I feel his fingertips graze the back of my scalp. A whimper rips from my lips as I feel his grip twist, crushing my hair into a tight fist close to my scalp. My mouth falls into the shape of an O from the downright shock that falls over me, and my pussy purrs from his fingers along with the pain and pleasure I feel from his show of dominance over me. My mind snaps back as he growls.
“You know min lilla duvathere“? Slightly loosening his grip on my hair, his fingers come to a halt pressing hard into my clit before he continues.
“There will be times throughout our relationship where I will need to enhance our love making”. His eyes rake over my face. “Times when I need to tie you to the bed and tease you unmercifully not allowing you release”, punctuating each word with a soft pinch of my puffy nub or the swirl of his fingers around my wet hole.
“Until your writhing, your tight cunt dripping wet from hours of you wearing a butterfly over your clit or perhaps a bullet set to a low hum”.
He licks beads of water from my neck up to my jaw, his breath fanning over my flesh as he hisses in my ear.
“Maybe play a game with the remote control hidden safely in my pocket, and me switching the vibration settings between medium and low every 20 minutes over dinner at one of your favorite restaurants”.
I whimper and roll my hips as his fingers slip back into my wetness stroking me hard until I’m about to fall over the edge and he stops.
Proving his point further by pulling his fingers from my quivering hole and sucking my juices from them as I writher in his arms, dripping wet for him before saying, “MMmm yess min lilla duvathere, your body begging me to allow you to cum for me as it is right now”.
I exhale a shaky breath as he lets go of my hair pulling me back into his chest with his arms like bands of steal wrapped possessively around me.
Trying to come to grips with my feeling both good and scary over this side of him, knowing already that he is indeed a dominate man.
I all but whisper “Augustus”, clearing my throat as to not sound so weak by his show of dominance. I take a chance by turning my head back towards him. Knowing that the look on my face must give away my shock and try to hide it with a lazy smile that slips into place easier than I thought it should because my pussy is on fire and I’m scared shitless of the feelings he has invoked inside of me. “Is that all you needed to tell me about”.
Playfully slapping his arms that are still tightly banded around my waist, as if he is afraid that if he lets go I may run at any moment and I go on to say,
“You had me scared there for a minute” letting out a shaky laugh. “I already know you’re a dominate man Augustus so no worries” Smiling brighter as he places his large hand on my chin pulling my eyes back up to meet his and say, “I love the fact that you’re willing to go the extra mile it takes to keep our lovemaking interesting.” Wiggling my brows at him. “Even though I had no idea your sexual taste could be so demanding”.
HE chuckles as another flash of burnt amber flashes in his eyes slowly changing the color and his beautiful face morphs into this evil wolfish grin.
I bring a shaky hand to cover my lips and whisper, “Augustus”,
“what min lilla duvathere,” he grins. “Why are you looking at me that way?, You have this evil grin on your face and,” I hesitate, “shit Augustus, that look alone is enough to scare the shit out of me and your eyes” thinking to myself what the fuck his eyes never change color like that. “your… your eyes are changing color”
His banded arms fall away from me as he stands. Time seems to stop and my heart feels like it is slamming into my rib cage. My mind is reeling as I watch him spring from the bathtub and change into a huge wolf in mid air and the last thing I remember thinking is what the fuck a wolf I must be going crazy before everything goes black…
OooOOOoOoOOOoOoO
My head is throbs as my eyes flutter open and I feel strong, warm arms woven tightly around me. Soft lips placing gentle kisses around my face and for a few seconds I have no idea as to where the fuck I am. I slowly lift my hands up and rub my temples. Thinking man my head is killing me, and then as if someone flipped a switch and my evening with Augustus flashes back to me.
Dinner with Augustus as he declares his love. My happiness over his telling me of said feelings, the lust we shared with frantic kisses and touching during the cab ride home. The sex oh my God the sex was fanfuckingtasic. His show of dominance over me along with my feelings about his dominance running between being extremely aroused and scared shitless by his actions at the same time and our short talk after his show of dominance.
Then it hits me… Holy Shitttt…Did he just turn into a wolf? I try to push myself up and out of his arms, my heart starts hammering in my chest. He tightens hold on me, his strong arms pulling me tighter into his broad chest inhaling deeply before whispering in my ear, “do you know that …” I take a shaky breath, “you smell divine when you are frightened min kärlek”. My fingers big into the flesh of his forearms, my body trembling as he growls in my ear, “you really should try and control your emotions while in the grip of a predator” I whimper when he licks the shell of my ear and my body betrays me as wetness moistens my inner thighs.
He takes another deep breath inhaling my scent while snaking his long arms over my breast his fingers stop to pinch my hardening nipple, then dipping into my belly button before griping my now wet and throbbing pussy as he hisses in my ear, “ You are MINE now Sydney, this.” He grips my pussy tighter, “belongs to me, my pussy, my Sydney, Mine and I will never let you go. We will discuss my heritage, me being of the two natured as soon as you calm down. Gripping tighter into his arm I whisper, “Please let me go Augustus, your… scaring me. Augustus I beg of you… please I need to …”he cuts me off, seeming to calm a bit himself and lets go of my wet, aching pussy and starts stroking my upper thigh “I am not letting go of you until I know you are calm enough to discuss my nature and we come to an understanding Sydney. Right now, you smell strongly of me, our mating and prey my wolf is begging me to take you and show you just how much of mine you really are and holding you right now is the only thing keeping me stable, please try and calm down I Will Not Harm you please trust in me.”
Shaking like a leaf, I try to calm myself by taking deep breathes taking in his familiar scent of Armani code and his musicality and allow the familiarity of his embrace help calm my nerves. I think to myself do you love him enough to deal with this part of his life, and if you don’t love him enough to deal with any of this crazy shit and the fact that I now know about him will he ever really let me go. Do I want him to let me go now that I know how he feels about me? I push on his arms trying to shift in his arms so I can look in his eyes before I ask him in a slightly calmer tone, “Augustus did I really just witness you turning into a wolf. He kisses the side of my head and asks me if I’m calm enough to talk about this, that he has much to tell me about his family, the clans and what it means to be mated to him. I tell him yes, but I need something to drink and some aspirin that my head is killing me. Augustus asks me what I would like to drink while unwrapping his solid frame from around my smaller one and that he well be right back as he disappears from the room and leaves me with my confused thoughts.
Tranlation: min lilla duvathere = ly little dove
min kärlek= my love
