A heated sigh brushed past her hips as his hands guided her hips. Her hips brushed against his, feeling the indent of his cock through his slacks. The smooth material gave away his answer before his lips did. Her lips parted a soft laugh, giving a light air as she removed herself from his lap. Scooping her hands beneath his thighs, the girl lifted him up easily and let him cross his legs behind her lower back. Her gaze focused on him, nose brushing over his as she met with a sweet kiss. In an instant, they made their way to the bedroom with her hands lowering him onto the bed. Kat brushed a hand over his chest, fingers shifting over the button as she pressed her lips against his tenderly. Every part of his lips felt like fire, burning her and edging her towards what she really desired - him, completely. Her hands smoothed over his bare chest, nimble fingers brushing over his scars as she pushed the shirt back. “Christ, you’re perfect.” Kat murmured out, eyes deep as they connected with his.
Ellis released his grip as she slipped from his lap, skin buzzing where they had touched. Instead of allowing him to stand, Ellis was startled to realize that she was lifting him, hand shooting to her shoulders in an attempt to steady himself. “Shit,” he laughed, shifting to feel more secure in her hold. “You sure that you…” She met his eyes, and Ellis broke off to let their lips meet. It was odd to be carried, especially with the difference in their height meaning he had to stoop for them to kiss. Ellis had never been with a partner that was stronger than him before, but the realization light a spark he hadn’t been aware of. He pulled Kat down to follow him as she lay him on the bed. Hands sliding under the hem of her shirt as she made her way in a line down the buttons of his. For a moment, the urge rose to turn her hands away, and leave himself unexposed, but he only tensed as she pushed his shirt back off his shoulders. Groaning against her lips, Ellis hooked his hands under Kat’s thighs to pull her back onto his lap. “God, you are so gorgeous.”
Her knee sunk into the sheets as her fingers brushed over his belt. Pushing the band back, the wolf quickly undid his jeans as a needy sigh escaped her. Her hot breath brushed against his neck as her teeth sunk into the inked skin. “I need you.” Kat pushed his jeans down, pawing the outline of his boxers. Her hands shifted down the fabric as his cock sprung free from the material. Her legs parted in his lap, the outline of her shorts brushed against his inner thigh. Kat moved her lips from his neck, licking the palm of her hand to dip between them. Her fingers laced around his length, thighs shivering with desire as she began to stroke him. Kat leaned back, sinking in his full frame as she touched him. She wanted to see every twitch of his lip, thrust of his hips, and darkness hooded in his eyes. She ran a tongue over her bottom lip as she watched him, letting him take the lead if only to solidify her trust with him.
Her teeth at his throat sent nerves skittering across his skin, but her words set his heart racing for other reasons. His hips rose up at her touch, a small noise breaking from between his lips as her hand stroked over him. With a sudden surge of movement, Ellis’ hand closed over her wrist to still her touch, shifting Kat off of his lap. “Strip,” he ordered, already getting his pants the rest of the way down his hips, his eyes fixed to Kat. “I want to see you.” Despite his words, once he’d dropped his clothes off the edge of the bed, he set on Kat again, pushing her back and covered her frame with his as he chased another kiss. Their lips met again roughly, bare skin sliding together as his hands explored what had been exposed.
His fingers laced around her wrist, stilling her movements. Instead, the order ceased her stubbornness to continue. Her hands immediately went to her waist, tugging off the fabric as a bright red bra met against his gaze. If anything, she knew where the night would remain. Who asked for anyone to come over in the middle of the night for anything other than sex? Kat tugged down her shorts, the cloth cascading down onto the floor. Her hands went behind her back, unclasping her bra as his hand guided her back. He hovered over her, lips exploring against hers as she parted them with a laugh. It still just as quickly as it came. His lips moved harsh and steady. He was every bit of strength she expected from him, fantasized about him. Kat curled her hands on his cheek, deepening their kiss as her tongue feathered between his lips. She hovered over his with a shaky breath, hips dipping upwards to gain at least a smidge of his touch. Her hand closed between them again, guiding his cock against her folds as she slowly buried his head against her lips. Even just the warmth of him caused her to moan against his parted lips. “Fuck, I really like you.” Kat whispered against his lips.
There was a heat to his gaze as he watched her, touch following his eyes as Kat stripped off the last of her clothing. It felt too long coming, and any patience he’d had to wait, and slowly tease her mad with gentle touches and lingering kisses, was dashed as he felt her guide him to her core, and felt how slick she was for him already. Hand on her thigh to make his space between them, his hips rolled slowly forward, feeling her walls part to allow him entrance. Breath catching on a pant, he paused halfway inside of her, gripping her hip as he pulled out again completely and pressed slowly back in until he was buried as deep as he was able in inside of her. “I really like you too,” he murmured, gravel in his voice as he pressed another kiss to her lips. Rising up to his knees, Ellis throat went dry at the sight of her, spread out bellow him on the bed. She was temptation incarnate, his eyes drawn to the soft swell of her chest, and point they were joined together. With a slow, unhurried roll of his hips, he started an easy rhythm, driving into her with long, even thrusts.
The tension between them finally broke. All points lead to the soft slide of his cock inside of her. Her hips trembled, feeling full from just the tease of him. As he slowly pulled back, a whine crowned her lips as the soft light of the lamp haloed between them. Then, he dipped back inside of her. Her legs spread wider as he completely filled her. The back of her heels met against his lower back as her back arched against his touch. A moan breathed from her like air. His hips moved slow and sweet, honey slicked between her thighs for him. Her hips jolted up, grinding against the best of his pubes as he provided slow and winding thrusts. “Fuck.” She breathed out, unsure how to take the gentle heat between them. She wasn’t used to this type of treatment and honestly, didn’t mind the change. Her hands trailed along the scars on his thighs, nails scraping over the rough skin as she moaned again. The intention to mention he was the first in this town to treat her like this held at her tongue, finding it embarrassing to admit in the afterthought. Her wide eyes captured his, never leaving eye contact as her lashes fluttered against the slow warmth of pleasure circling around her hips. She drew a hand between them, fingers nimble as they circled her clit. She felt herself stricken around him, squeezing harshly as her digits circled in slow and teasing movements.
The noise he managed to draw from her hung in the quiet air. Lifting her hips off the bed for a better angle, Ellis kept her still as she squirmed. Any strength he had over her was only an illusion, but he didn’t mind the indulgence. The heat in the room had become heavy, sitting in the air as he thrust harder into the heat of her. There was nothing spoken between them, but there was enough conveyed by her eyes for him to understand. His breath had turned heavy, nearly panting as the sound of skin on skin rose. Her hand dipped between their bodies, wringing a groan from Ellis as she tightened like a vice around him. Stilling seated inside of her, Ellis covered her body again with his, hand on her jaw to hold her still for a kiss. His breath slack against her lips, Ellis rolled his hips slowly against Kat’s, feeling himself press against her core.
Her breasts planted against his chest as he leaned forward to meet their lips. A pathetic moan reached her, falling any sort of strength she had in her. Her fingers gripped at his jawline, holding him with the same amount of desperate vigor. Her hands pushed back against his chest as he continued to thrust into her. “Let me ride you, please.” The request was pushed as where they met together parted. Just as quick as he was outside of her, she turned him over and settled on his hips. Patting her lips for his cock, the girl sighed as it slowly stretched within her. She sunk down as much as she could take him. Her hands rest against his chest as her breasts folded together. Her hips began in desperate little thrusts, wanting to take more of him as his cock rippled in and out of her in quick thrusts.
Ellis stilled as she began to push at him, his flare of concern doused when he realized what she wanted of him. Groaning as he slid free, Ellis helped her flip them over, shifting up the bed as he settled on his back. Kat was on him again without hesitation, hips sinking down to meet his, the breath driven from his lungs as she stilled. She was a vision above him, and the tight heat of her body around his cock enough to drive mad. Ellis barely clamped down the urge to thrust up into her, his hand skimmed up her thighs as she leaned forward on his chest. His eyes locked to hers, entranced as she bounced above him, grip on her hips encouraging her to sink deeper onto his cock.
The longer he sunk in and out of her, the more unbound she became. Her breaths formed from her lips in short pants, breath puffing as they parted her lips into a cheesy smile. Her grin only widened when she realized how he looked at her - like she was something real. The pressure against his chest grew stronger as she leaned forward. She bobbed her hips in deep and winding thrusts. Her eyes rolled back softly towards the feeling, continuing her hips at that one very spot. Her nails clenched down as her walls tightened and quivered around his cock. Each thrust through the tight squeeze was enough to send her reeling. Her fingers clasped around her breast as she pinched the nipples bound in metal. A throaty moan passed her lips as she sunk forward. Her breasts hovered over his chest as she closed the gap between them, hips still moving at the same pace. Her tongue laced around his bottom lip, eyes drawn to his as she parted her lips for one request. “Tell me how much you like me while I cum on your cock.”
Every brush of their skin together wound him tighter, heat buzzing with the touch. Ellis had been keen to let her set the pace, but the directive had been forgotten as his need rose. Breathing coming in short pants, his hips drove upwards as Kat sunk down, fingers indenting the meat of her thighs as he fucked into her. The gleam of metal caught his eye, following the path of her fingers as she pinched a nipple between them. Her works took a moment to filter, his attention monopolized, but a slow grin spread as he realized what she was asking from him. “I like you so much,” he said, his voice rich with genuine feeling. Wrapping his arms around her back, he held her closer against him as his hips rolled up to meet hers, body pressed tight to his. “You’re gorgeous, especially like this. Fuck, you’re so tight, it feels so good. I’m so lucky, god I really like you.“
His arms laced around the base of her spine as his hips continued to rattle her. Her breasts pressed against his chest, the cool feel of metal against his warmth. Each genuine affirmation that he was hers only drove her closer to the edge. A pit swelled in her stomach, building to an unfathomable pressure. "Ellis, fuck.” His name passed her lips as she felt herself clench down around him, hips thrashing as she chased the one high she was still allowed to enjoy. A weak whine escaped her lips as she bit down against his shoulder. The girl was careful to not break skin, instead enveloping her bottom lip in between her teeth as another moan reached her lips. Her hips moved up, still sensitive to the aftermath, as the space between their thighs grew slick with her cum. A scarlet flush drew across her cheeks as she continued to match his thrusts. Her hands cupped his cheeks as she looked down on him, head bobbing from her movements too much to lean down to kiss him. “I like you so much.” Her thumb drew over his bottom lip, pulling at the velvet skin.
His name was sweet slipped from between her lips, ragged with desire as she reached her crest. Held tightly to his chest, Ellis could feel her release ripple through her body, the rhythm of his hips interrupted as she clamped like a vice around his cock, a low groan drawn from his throat. The scrape of teeth over his skin sent a sharp thrill of fear coursing through him, but his focus had narrowed too tightly for it to read as anything but excitement, and a pounding of his pulse. His body was alight, his own release just beyond the edge of his grasp. Her eyes captured his, his throat bobbing as he swallowed. Curling his tongue around her thumb as she continued to move against him, he thrust into her with rough strokes, chasing the mounting pleasure. It built quickly in his gut, breath heavy as he watched her move against him, until with a sharp gasp, the coiled tension broke. Back bowing off the bed, he dragged her hips down to meet his, pressed deep inside her as he came. Slowly, chest heaving as he panted, Ellis relaxed back against the bed, his grip slacking.
His tongue laced around the subtle outline of her thumb. A rush filled through her as he drove through her sensitivity. Each aching thrust rattled her, eyes fluttering and barely able to make contact with his. As he held her hips, she felt the sudden warmth fill her core. A weak moan traced her lips, enjoying the feeling of how deep he was inside of her and better yet, how deep his cum was inside of her. Her body sunk against his, exhausted by the subtle movements as she slowly leaned against his figure. Her chest planted against his as she slowly raised her hips, the mess spilling on the blanket between them. She rolled over on her side, still staying close as possible to him as a pant escaped her lips. “Holy fuck.” She sighed out, eyes wide as she turned her head to finally look at him again. A cheeky grin reached her lips as she curled a hand over his cheek, leaning forward to kiss him softly. “You have no idea how long I wanted to do that.”
A bone deep exhaustion blanketed him, leaden in his limbs. His touch lingered as she rolled off him, and Ellis could feel the sticky mess left behind as they parted. With a huff, he turned to line her body with his again, holding Kat against him with a possessive hand over her hip. “Probably about as long as I have,” he chuckled, able to feel her smile against his lips. The kiss was slow, the urgency sapped but Ellis still just as keen to cover her skin with his. “Hey, next time?” He pulled back from the kiss enough to lay his forehead to hers, petting his fingers through her hair. “No teeth, okay?” He punctuated the request with another kiss, trying not to dwell on the press of her bite against his shoulder.
There was a flicker of doubt across her expression. Her fingers knitted over his shoulder, thumb grazing over the spite where she had bitten him. “I haven’t fucked a human in a while.” She murmured softly, touch barely grazing his shoulder. It was soft and cautious - as if she feared he would lash out at her for biting him. “I’m sorry.” Kat said, voice weak as she winced over the indent in his skin. She was lucky she didn’t break skin. Otherwise, he’d give every reason to never speak to her again. The thought alone pulled a string on her heart that she didn’t expect.
“It’s fine,” he soothed, smile on his lips as he kissed her again. She hadn’t managed to actually break skin, but the possibility sat as cold dread in his stomach. “Just try and keep it in mind?” Ellis asked, more concerned for the moment with keeping her close, and basking in the drowsy warmth of the afterglow. It was easy to let himself forget what Kat was, the division in his mind between the monsters he knew and the sweet simplicity of being with her, was a gap to great to bridge. “I’ve never been with anyone but humans before.”
“Not ones you’ve noticed probably.” Kat tangled her hands through his hair, dipping a leg over his hips as she settled closer into his arms. His kiss was warm with a hint of saliva extending between them like silk. She curled her fingers lightly through his hair, petting as she thought out loud to herself mostly. “I still knew about the supernatural when I was human. Kind of forced to after one of my shoots turned bloody. The asshole didn’t even give me a chance to forget the fact that they tried to suck me dry in between takes.” Her hand paused. “Not that I hold it against him, now. It’s just that hunger they can’t control. Fear and hunger drive a lot of bad mistakes.”
“No, I think… it’s not a high number, and I think can say that with confidence. At least some,” he said, voice dropping to a rough whisper as her lips met his again. Her words surprised him, head lifting enough to watch her expression. Rapt, Ellis’ frown grew as she spoke, though her tone was even and calm. “I think you should hold it against him. If they can’t control themselves, then they shouldn’t put themselves in that situation,” he said, words chosen carefully. “I’m sorry, that’s an awful way to find out.”
A chuckle met her lips towards his concern. There was some truth to his words but she didn’t hold the same amount of fear for creatures than him. Her fingers curled along the thick yellow splotches on her neck. Well, at least, she tried to not think as him. “You’re right though. Not everyone can control themselves.” She said, lips enveloped between her lips. “I was…attacked in some way this week. Twice by saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. A friend of mine just died as well, and I guess, I guess I’m just thanking you…for coming over.” She curled a finger under his chin and looked at him with wide eyes. “I’m grateful to share your company.”
“It’s not an excuse,” Ellis told her, voice low as she kissed him. It was difficult not to notice the way her fingers splayed over the bruises that patterned her throat as she spoke, and Ellis was all the more curious how they’d been left. There had been something unspoken weighing on Kat since he’d arrived, and Ellis had to assume it was connected. “That’s a rough week,” he said quietly, lines around his eyes softening with the understatement. “I’m glad you texted me, and if you need to talk…” Ellis let the offer hang, brushing his fingers through Kat’s hair.
“You sure it’s fine?” Kat asked, craning her head to rest in the crook of his neck and jaw. This was nice. It was a familiar and fleeting feeling that she felt most at home with Jeremy. Her heart clenched down at the thought. “You know, you’re the first person I’ve been on a date in…Shit, almost two years.” It gave truth to her resilience of not giving it up so easily.
“I’d like to hear it,” he said, honest though Ellis wasn’t able to help the flicker of his eyes to her throat. With the tension running through the city, Ellis wasn’t surprised Kat had gotten caught up in it. Her arrest record had spoken to her temper. “My last date was a half a year ago maybe. But there’s been nothing real in a long time.”
“I lost someone a while back and I guess it just brought up those memories for me. Apparently, starting fights at places I’m not even supposed to be at works out for that.” She rubbed her arm softly. “She was an ex of Luke’s too and I haven’t seen him this far off the wagon since we dated.” The thought brought an unpleasant feeling in her stomach. “I think Jo is starting to notice he hasn’t been to Dad’s in a bit. I don’t know how to break the news to him, so I just deal with it in another way.” Like, fight at bars.
“It’s never easy,” Ellis said, any apology he could have made feeling hollow, “but you might want to be more careful, the town isn’t a safe place right now.” Still, he couldn’t resist adding a comment. It was hardly his place, but with everything that had happened, and the fresh bruises around her throat, it was easy to worry for her. Ellis couldn’t envy her situation either, sharing a kid with an ex and tied to them forever. “I didn’t know,” he said quietly, feeling odd learning so much about Lukas. “I haven’t seen him in a few days. Hopefully you won’t have to break it to Jo, but if you do, I’m sure you’ll find the right way.”
The idea that she didn’t fear the idea of death wasn’t a topic of conversation, it was admittance that she didn’t quite trust him with yet. They might have shared a blood bond, but it wasn’t time for that. She couldn’t trust him fully, not yet, anyway. Her tongue pressed the inside of her cheek as she mulled over his words. There wasn’t much luck to them. “Yeah.” She sighed, nuzzling her nose in the crook of his neck. She breathed in his scent, a mix of cologne and sweat. Her arm curled around his frame as she drug him to press against her. Her tight hold was too much, she noticed, releasing her grip as she held onto him. “Still think you’re in the mood?” The girl looked up at him, quirking a brow up as she slowly slid down his frame.
Ellis knew he hadn’t been able to offer much comfort, but lying that it would all be fine seemed crueler in the end. He somehow doubted that Kat would believe him if he had. Her arm curled around him forced the air from his lungs, but the pressure dropped before he could protest. Ellis was reminded again how much stronger she was that him, and made curious what the difference was. He was no longer at his peak, but he doubted even then he’d have been competition. “I don’t know if the mood is the problem,” he admitted, hooking his arms under Kat’s shoulders to flip her again onto her back, and settling on top of her. “Give me a minute. What’s your mood like?” Ellis asked, skimming a hand across her waist and over her hip, touch trailing teasingly over skin to the inside of her thigh.
She didn’t expect for him to guide her off of him. Her shoulder blades pressed sharp indents into the sheets as he hovered over her. The wolf looked up at him with wide eyes, softening almost immediately to his touch. Her thighs slid on the sheets, spreading where his hand touched. “Mmm, I could go again.” Kat murmured against his shoulder, kissing the inked skin with plumped lips. She ran her tongue along his collarbone before drawing her hand over the line of his hip, nails trailing over the indent of muscle between his stomach and hip. “Why?”
There was something satisfying in feeling Kat relax against him, thighs parting for his touch. Mouth moving against her throat, his hand ran upwards, fingers dipping between her folds and over the slick heat of her. “Just curious,” he hummed against her skin, rubbing his fingers in a slow circle over her clit. Shiver running through him at the scrape of her nails, Ellis felt his interest hike again. His free hand carding through her hair, he caught her lips in a soft kiss, applying a little more pressure with his fingers.
His breath licked fire along her neck as his fingers buried between her folds. There was a slow and debilitating pace to his fingers, curling her hips upwards towards the touch. She gasped, blinking as her thighs trembled for more of him. She felt his fingers net through her hair, forcing her to look up at him. She softened, tongue patting his lips as he dipped his fingers a little harsher on her clit. A moan met his lips as she slithered her tongue against his. She wanted more of him, hips buckling up from the slow pressure that build at her core. “Please fuck me again.” The wolf begged, words soft against his lips. “I’ll do anything.”
Her hips rocked against his hand, subtle movements telling him the way she liked to be touched. Ellis tried to learn what spurred her forward, and it didn’t take long before she was squirming under him, his own breathing growing heavy. The soft noises she was making against his lips were enough on their own to ramp up his desire for her, but as she begged his touch stilled, and he withdrew his hand. “Christ,” Ellis exhaled through his nose, taking a ragged breath as he sat up on the bed. His hand trailed from her hair over the length of her body, palming over her breast and ending at her hip to slide her closer on the bed. “I’ve got you,” he promised, licking his palm before running his hand over his dick, stroking slowly as he positioned himself. “You ready for me?” He asked just to see her squirm, running the head along the heat of her cunt. Slowly, his hands clasped on her thighs and eyes locked to her expression, he pressed into her, hips stilling with grunt when he was buried inside.
His touch wavered, ceasing completely as a pathetic whine trailed past her parted lips. Though he moved exactly how she wanted, positioning himself along her core as he pulled her by her hips. The wolf gently moved her hips, thighs squeezing around him as he teased his head between her folds. “Fuck, please.” Her back arched as he did just as she asked, filling her completely with one solid thrust. Her fingers trailed up the outline of her cheeks as she rest her arms above her head. Her lips parted into a cheek splitting grin as she locked eyes with him, falling in between a moan and a laugh. “Choke me.” She said, one hand resting against the base of the headboard.
Eyes dark, his hips ground against Kat’s as she raised her arms to brace herself, smile infectious. It faltered with her next request, lips falling open as he tried to find the response. It was more than he’d expected. Attention fixed on the smear of bruises around her throat, Ellis gently set his hand on her collar bellow them, letting the pressure sit where it couldn’t cut off her air as he held her down against the bed. “Sorry, no,” he said, an apologetic shake of his head as he started to move again, hips snapping against hers as he fucked her with quick, sharp thrusts.
Her smile only widened as his fingers splayed across her throat. She expected the sudden rush of dizzy air crawling from her throat, but instead, was met with a brief touch before he drew back. The brunette felt trapped by his hand against her chest, a flurry of doubt holding on her frayed edges. “Mmm.” Kat hummed out in disappointment, dark eyes drawn to him and the subtle line of sweat beaded on his cheek. “Why don’t you fuck me like I’m yours, then?” Kat said, eyes fluttering despite her composure. His hips snapped against hers, skin slapping against skin as she felt him rattle her cervix. She chewed on her bottom lip, breathing out a sigh through her nostrils as her back arched against his thrusts. “Please, I wanna be yours.”
Why didn’t he? Heat speared him, stoking a fire in his chest Ellis barely been aware of as she arched beneath him. It was the desire possess her, cover her body with his and fuck her until she could remember nothing but his name. His hand lifting off her chest, Ellis wrapped them around her waist, holding her hips off the bed and in the place he wanted. Breathing already ragged, he fucked into her with long, deliberate strokes, pulling out nearly completely before driving back inside. “Tell me what you need,” he said, pace slowing so each roll of his hips was a long, nearly tortuous drag against her tight walls.
It worked. A mischievous smirk splayed across her lips as his grip tightened around her hips, fingers absorbing in the soft spots of her skin. Her lower back was held off the bed, lifted just high enough to reach a spot he hadn’t managed to hit yet. Her thighs quivered against him, spreading her legs as far as his touch would allow. She wanted all of him, feeling each slow and teasing stroke of him to be frustrating. Her brows knitted together, lips parting in silence as she tried to force down the moan stuck in her throat. She chuckled at his request, bottom lip quivering against a touch that already drove her wild. “Treat me a little more like shit.” She said, figuring that enough would be a challenge for him. She chewed on her bottom lip as she looked at him like an inked vixen. “Try something new. Whatever you’re comfortable with. I just need you to be a little rougher with me.” She smirked at the end of her sentence. Her hand dipped between their legs as her fingers found her clit once more. She rubbed the area slow and carefully, not wanting to meet her fingers against his mound as it slowly slammed back into her.
It was what she wanted from him, her smile was enough of a tell, and to have her spread out and panting for him was as much as Ellis could have asked for. More though, he wasn’t sure was something he could give her. Swallowing down the stone in his throat, Ellis’ tongue peaked between his lips. Hurting her wasn’t an appeal to him, but she was many times stronger than him, and he tried to remember it was clear she knew exactly what she wanted, and how to get it from him. He gripped behind her knees, testing the limits of how far she could stretch as he bent her nearly in two, driving her down into the mattress with every thrust. Watching her bounce as he fucked her, Ellis caught the peak of her breast between two fingers. Metal rolling under his fingertips, he twisted harder than his gut told him, tugging before he let it drop, lips open in a pant as he kneaded it under his palm.
There was a sense of unease before the hunter was brought into action. It was difficult to test what was fine for them. Things were still new, still cautious. His hands went to her knees, forcing her thighs to part to the point of her muscles straining. Her hips lifted as she welcomed him, beckoning his throbbing cock closer to her core. Then, he did just that, thrusting her harshly enough to make her breasts bounce. Her hand drew immediately from her clit, hand bracing against the headboard as a low moan reached her lips. His hand moved from her knee and scaled up her inked skin, clasping around her pierced nipple. He twisted the nub, erupting a shuddered squeak from the wolf. A scarlet hue brushed over her cheeks as her eyes rolled back, hips buckling against his thrusts. She couldn’t think of something smart to snap back, fingers digging into the headboard as her nails scraped the wood. “Shit.” She cursed, breasts bouncing as his thrusts continued. Her core felt slick, wetter from even the smallest effort from him.
Grip tight to hold her from slipping up onto the bed with the force, he fucked into her with abandon, the slap of skin together growing louder. It was rougher than Ellis had dared to be with a partner before, but the noises he drew from Kat spurred his own need, breathing coming in quick pants. She was wet enough there was almost no resistance as he drove into her, body welcoming to the length of his cock. Breath escaping sharply through his nose, he lay his hand over her throat, pressure too gentle to make her dizzy, but enough to be felt. “You want to cum for me like this? With my hand around your throat?” He asked, voice rough as his hips kept their brutal pace. Holding her eyes, Ellis slowly squeezed his grip tighter, feeling her throat constrict under his hand.
There was a weight on her neck, squeezing enough to restrict her breathing, but not enough for spots to dance along her eyes. She clenched further onto the headboard, a piece snapping off as her grip tightened. A throaty moan escaped her as her hips thrashed against his. It was quicker than she thought she would reach orgasm, but the roll of his hips was too much. Her back arched against his hips as her legs suddenly tightened around him like a vice. She crossed her ankles over his lower back as a pathetic whine escaped her, bed soaked between them. “Baby, fuck.” She breathed out weakly, gulping down against his grip.
As though by his command, she came apart beneath him. The bed was an unfortunate casualty. The crack was almost enough to make Ellis jump, a chuckle coming weakly when he realized what had happened. Her release rolled violently as he fucked her through it, a low desperate moan wrenched from his chest as her walls tightened around him. His hand dropped from her throat, and Ellis covered her body with his, leaning close enough to catch her lips in a kiss. He threaded his fingers through her hair, moan dragging from his throat. “Okay?” He muttered, hips rolling into her slowly, long slow thrusts that left his breathing ragged.
Now, it was his turn for what he wanted. His fingers threaded through her hair as a sigh escaped her. A pathetic moan dragged from his throat as she leaned in to kiss against his skin softly. Her doe-like eyes found a tenderness that was like no other, fingers touching his cheek as she smiled at him. “Yeah, good.” She replied, voice now clearer. “You’re doing so good, sweet boy.” She murmured, leaning up to meet their lips.
She was soft against him, tender touches and gentle kisses. Praise that sat oddly in his chest, but without the time for Ellis to examine. “I’m just-,” he started, cutting himself off as he pressed his forehead into the crook of her shoulder, panting against her skin. Palming his hand over her breast again, his fingers played gently with the metal pierced through the peak. His hips rocked steadily into her, rhythm picking up pace as the pressure built and his release spiralled closer. “I’m gonna cum,” he said, almost startled, gripping her chin to pull her into a kiss he could barely keep. “Oh fuck. Kat,” he moaned against her lips, hips stuttering against her as he rode out his orgasm, stilling finally buried inside of her.
The fact that he wanted to cum while kissing her astounded her. She kissed him sweet and slow, her tongue lacing along the edge of his lip. A grin pressed against his as she hummed against the warmth of him inside of her. “Mmm, don’t pull out yet.”
Breath slowly winding back to normal, Ellis smiled against her lips, eyes crinkling at the edges. “Okay,” he muttered, chuckling softly as he pet his hand down her side, trying not to rest his weight on her. “Do we need to stop by the pharmacy in the morning to pick up plan b?” It was a level of irresponsibility unlike him, but it hadn’t even occurred to Ellis until it was too late.
A laugh echoed a bit too loud for the question. She clasped her hand over her mouth and shook her head. “I have an IUD. I was just going to wash this out and crash really.” Besides, it wasn’t like she COULD have a child - not with her rampant drug use after Jonah. It clenched her chest to think about it, but she couldn’t linger on it long, at least, not without raising suspicion. She leaned forward and pressed another kiss to his grin. Slowly, she slipped herself out from him and scooped up the bed. Her head met the headboard as she stretched a leg out. A soft flush rose to her cheeks. “I might need help getting to the bathroom.”
“That makes it easy,” he laughed, raising a hand to cover the yawn that caught the last word. Rolling off her as she slid out from under him, Ellis landed on his back with a quick huff of air. Pushing himself up on one elbow, his head tilted to look at Kat. The pink on her cheeks brought a warm rush of affection to his chest. “Yeah, pretty sure I can stand up,” he nodded, not making any move to budge from his spot on the bed for a long moment, before with a long sigh, he sat slowly upwards, stretching his arms out over his head. Sliding off the bed, he offered a hand and a soft smile towards Kat.
Despite the weak energy, Kathryn still found an abundance of motivation in her bones. She was eager to go back to another round, but figured her partner was spent. His chest rose and fell softly as she watched him with parted lips. It was a beautiful sight mixed with sweat and sex. Her fingers curled around his hand, matching his smile almost too easily. There was a pang in her chest that rolled like a stone down to her gut. God, she liked him - genuinely liked him. What was she supposed to do with that? Her affections were usually so short lived or cut off from her addiction. And he, well, took it in stride despite the underlying knowledge of the monster beneath her skin. She moved a hand and pulled herself up. Her legs wobbled, strength ceasing as she leaned forward to rest her chest against his. She looked up at him with a goofy grin, easy to predict what was going through her brain. “Thanks.” She said shortly, moving towards the bathroom adjacent to her bedroom. She pressed a hand against the door seal before looking behind her. “Do you want to take a bath? I don’t think I can stand in the shower. Besides, be good to get that cum off of you.” She said, gesturing towards the sticky mess between them.
She took his hand, and Ellis pulled her to her feet, steadying her against his chest. “No problem,” he muttered back, the easy joy in her grin quickly spreading. He felt a pang however, at the uncertainty in her steps, unsteady on her feet as she walked in front of him. “Yeah, sounds nice,” Ellis said, hand at her shoulder as they stepped inside. He didn’t mention his own leg was aching sharply enough a bath seemed like like the easier choice anyways. The exertion had been more than he was used to, and Ellis already knew he would be sore tomorrow. It was worth it, would have been twice over.
Catching Kat, he pulled her back against him and kissed her again quickly. “Hey, do you think we could talk about that?” He asked, smile soft looking down at her. “That’s not something I’ve ever done before. Parts of it.”
