Filed to story: The Rejected Werewolf Princess (Camilla & Tyson) by Didi Adeyemi >>
“Don’t do that,” I said immediately and he raised a brow, “Please.”
He sighed and nodded then he k*ssed me again, “We don’t have to do this.”
“I want to do this.”
I didn’t know how true those words were until they left my l*ps. Ryker lay me on my back and climbed over me never once removing his l*ps from mine. When he was settled between my thighs, he started to slowly undo the buttons on his dress shirt that I was wearing.
I felt a wave of anxiety go through me as I thought about the fact that he would be seeing me n*ked. I’m not as skinny as Lauren; I have curves. and belly fat and I hoped it wouldn’t deter him.
I forgot that he could feel my thoughts until he opened himself up to me and I could feel the awe, astonishment and pure undiluted need that was seeping from him. It was his way of telling me that he didn’t care about how my b*dy looked, and I felt a rush of power go through my head.
When I was fully n*ked in front of him, he pulled back to admire my b*dy. I debated covering myself with my hands but the way he was staring at me had me burning with need and pride.
He leaned over me and k*ssed my n*ck- directly over my mark. I have. heard that the mark is an erogenous zone but I didn’t realize how true that was until he k*ssed mine. My back bowed off the bed and his name left my l*ps in a heavy whisper.
“Say it again,” he breathed as he k*ssed me there again.
I was already soaking wet and he was making it worse, “Ryker, please.” As he kept placing soft k*sses against my n*ck, I felt his hand trail down my b*dy to my folds and he ran his finger softly through them. I let out at choked gasp but he made no move to fit his finger in. Instead he kept tracing it up and down my folds making me impossibly wetter.
I squirmed against his movements, “Ryker please.”
At the plea, he sl*pped one finger in and I moaned. He k*ssed my l*ps once more and his free hand came up to tweak my nipples as his finger worked its way in and out of me.
His l*ps replaced his finger at my breast just as he sl*pped out his finger and pushed two in. it was a snug fit and his fingers hit a spot that had me bowing my head in pleasure. I was climbing the peak of pleasure and he knew it too because he kept up his pace and when his thumb flicked my c lit, I came all over his hands.
“I want to taste you,” he whispered to me as he rode out my o rgasm with his fingers, “but I know you’re not ready for that now.”
He pulled out his fingers and licked my juices straight off them. It was weirdly erotic and I was staring at him with wide eyes.
I can’t tell you how quickly he happened but the next moment, he was n*ked as well and I was staring at his long and thick member wondering how it would fit inside me without tearing me straight open. He must have felt my fear because he leaned down and k*ssed me softly.
His hand worked my c lit again until I was a weeping mess almost begging him to let me or gasm. That was when I felt his head at my entrance. There was a small pinch as he pushed into me and I thought that was it until he pushed into the hilt and white light flashed across my vision. It was a tight fit and I had to breathe through my nose to get used to the feeling of him inside me. He waited patiently, never once moving until I became accustomed to him.
I squirmed from the fullness and he took that as his sign to move. His hand h ooked around my thigh and he raised it higher on his waist. The movement had my eyes rolling in the back of my head.
He kept that angle and made love to me slowly until his name was the undoing on my l*ps.
Being mated with Ryker has been a very different feeling. Since we mated, our bond has been stronger and I can always feel him at the back of my mind, like an ever constant presence.
The first night after we mated, I wasn’t sure whether he would want me to spend the night in his room again so I had retreated to my room, only for him to knock on my door a few minutes later.
I opened it and he walked inside then stripped and proceeded to lie down on my bed. When I asked what he was doing, he had said.
“If you don’t feel comfortable coming to me then I’ll come to you.”
have spent every night in his room since then. In fact, right now my room is more of a formality. Most of my things have been moved into his and the only time I have gone back to my room is when I need to knit with Eve.
A soft k*ss to my temple pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked up from my position on the oversized bed to see Ryker leaning over me. “We have to train,” he reminded me and I groaned but pulled myself out of bed.
I didn’t feel well rested; maybe it was because I didn’t fall asleep until the early hours of the morning due to Ryker realizing that he found my nightgowns extremely s exy.
I changed into my gym cloths and dragged my tired b*dy out of the room and down the stairs where I knew he would be waiting. He was holding two bottles of water and when he saw me, I saw his eyes darken for a second before they switched back to normal.
That should have been my first inclination that training probably wouldn’t go very smoothly but I ignored it.
We trained in our usual spot and I was happy to note that I was actually building up my stamina and I was getting better at sparring. He hated sparring with me but he did it because he knew I had to learn. I knew he was going easy on me but regardless, the first day we soared, he had me on my back within seconds. He still beats me but at least I can hold my own for a while, sometimes even a few minutes.
We were sparring when Ryker spun me around and pulled me close to his chest, his hand was at the base of my throat and although it should have signified the end of the session, neither of us moved.’
He buried his head into my neck and pressed a small k*ss to my mark that had my knees wobbling.
“Ryker,” I warned but he didn’t seem to care because he did it again.
“Do you know how beautiful you look in that outfit?” he whispered. against the shell of my ear.
I didn’t respond and his hand moved to my waist to run his thumb across the sliver of skin that was showing. I knew it was incredibly reckless of us to do this in public where anyone could see us but I couldn’t bring myself to care.
He traced his l*ps across the shell of my ear then he pulled back abruptly. I was so shocked by the change in motion that it took me a few seconds. to understand what had just happened. I turned to him with curious eyes and he offered me a small smile.
“You’re exhausted,” he explained to me as he placed a hand on my lower back to lead me inside, “I saw it in your stance throughout training. Let’s get some food into you first.”
By the time we got in, Eve had already set the table. I thought I was going upstairs to get changed first but Ryker led me to the table. It wasn’t until after I had finished eating that I realized just how hungry and exhausted I previously was. Ryker must have been paying extra attention to me in order to have noticed it when I didn’t even realize.
Ryker finished eating first and he went to freshen up while I stayed down a little longer to finish up my food. By the time I was done, I stood to my feet but my knees wobbled and I almost fell down. I gripped the table for dear life and tried to regulate my breathing before I took another step. I was grateful no one saw me because Ryker would have fl*pped out about my well being.
It was a chore to make my way back up the stairs but I managed to drag my b*dy into Ryker’s room. When I got there, he was stepping out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. Despite my tiredness, I could feel myself getting turned on for him but I knew I wouldn’t have the energy to keep up with him so I cast my eyes to the ground as I made my way over to the edge of the bed.
I sat down but Ryker’s footstep carried until I saw him come to rest in front of me. He cupped my cheeks softly and tilted my head upwards. until I was looking him directly in the eyes.