《Hunting His Prey》Chapter 23
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The scent of her arousal hit me so hard out in the living room I almost fell to my knees. Knowing my pack could smell the intoxicating scent of her honey, pissed me off. I could see their nostrils moving, as their heads fell back. Found them sniffing the air just like me.
Once Ethan's eyes opened up, he looked over at me with a devilish smirk along his lips. "Someone is being naughty." The sound of my friends laughter fills the room. Before I even have time to think, I'm walking down the small hallway to her room.
When I hear the shower is on, I have second thoughts for a second on opening the door, but then I hear the sound of a low moan falling from my mate's lips. That was enough for me not to give a fuck where she or Claudette was. I ripped open the door, but before I could release it, I paused completely at what I saw.
My little wolf had her eyes closed, her head held back along the pillow, her gorgeous red hair placed in every direction along her pillow. Almost making her head look like it was on fire. Her hand was under the blanket, I could see where it was between her legs, as she cries out my name the movement below the blanket went faster.
I could see Ethan heading in my direction out of the corner of my eye, I quickly turned my head his way to give him a look. He paused just on the outskirts of the doorframe, leaning his shoulder against the wall, nodding his head at me. Telling me silently to go in there and punish her properly. I give him a conniving smile as I plan on doing just that.
Once I make it to the end of her bed, I growl loud enough for every occupant in the house to hear me. Causing her actions below the blanket to stop, her eyes to pop open, and a second later for her to remove her hand from that area. She bunches the blanket in her hands, lifting it to just below her wide eyes.
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I look back at the bathroom door, making sure it's still closed. Once I'm satisfied it is, I look back towards the door of the room, seeing Ethan standing just to the side. I can see his head shake as he reaches in, his hand along the doorknob, he closes it without a second glance back. I briefly hear his laughter as he makes his way down the hall.
Ever so slowly I turn my body to face my prey, seeing her eyes go from me to the closed bathroom door. I know she's trying to silently tell me her best friend is in there, however, being as pissed as I am I really don't care. A moment later, we hear loud rock music fill the bathroom, as the distinguish noise of the lock being set into place. With silent laughter, I turn to face her, folding my arms over my chest, I tilt my head to the side.
I can see her chest rising and falling faster and faster as her breathing picks up. "I believe I told you not to touch what is mine tonight." Her eyes rise from the bulge in my grey sweats, slowly up my body until she reaches my eyes. Her blatant look of lust, has my cock rising that much more, pointing right at her.
I make my way around the bed frame, until I right by her side. Not liking the fact that her body isn't in my view, I reach out and pull the offending material away, causing it to land on the floor behind me. She doesn't move an inch, her legs are still spread, her silk nightie is bunched up above her hips, and her arms are at her sides.
Licking my lips, I decide right here and now to give in to some of my basic needs. I grab both her legs and pull her body along to the edge of the bed. Her hands are bunched into the sheets, her knuckles turning white. I pull her legs apart, kneel onto the floor, bringing my hands beneath her ass. "Relax little wolf." At my words she releases the sheets, rubbing her hands along the material until they are by her sides at her hips.
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She has her shoulders off the bed, so she can look down at me with wide eyes. I can see her swallow down her need, as her she begs me with her eyes to do it. When her tongue shoots out and licks her lips, I loose all control. I dip my head between her legs, dragging her closer to my mouth, as I eat her out properly.
I don't start off slow, I'm too far gone for foreplay. My tongue licks into her sweet hole, as my hand works up below her nightie to her breasts. I pinch one of her nipples between my thumb and finger, as I attack her delicious pussy with all I have. She screams out into the night, so loud I'm sure wolves for miles away can hear.
Her hips are trying to lift from the bed, with a grunt I bring my other hand to her body and hold her still. She mewls and whines, as she tries to fuck my mouth with her hips. As much as I am loving how much she is enjoying this, I'm in charge. I raise up from her pussy, lift her lower half up and swat her ass cheek. She stops all movement and looks up at me from below her hair.
Removing my hand from her nightie, I lift it up to her face, pulling the red strands away. "Stop moving little wolf. Just feel." She stares at me with lust, excitement and fear mixed into her eyes. Looking down at her body, I lightly push her down by her shoulder, deciding I need to see everything, I bring both hands to the top of her garment.
I tear it apart in one rough pull. Her eyes open wide, as she bites her lip, looking down at her now very naked body. "I won't fuck you tonight. I am a man of my word after all, but I will be feasting on every part of you with my eyes, my tongue..." I bend down not breaking eye contact, licking up from her belly button to just below her breasts.
Her breathing has picked up, making my cock hard as a rock, its so painful. I have to close my eyes a moment, and resituate my lower body, so it's not hitting the side of the bed frame. When I open my eyes, I glare at her with a hunger I'm afraid I can't control.
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