Hunting The Alpha Wolf (Dark Paranormal Romance (Erotic Horror, Erotika)) by Emily Dante Read Free Book Online

could take the end of his manhood
fully in her mouth. Then she slowly and carefully slid it in between her lips.
    He tasted of warm cum,
sweet and somehow salty at the same time. She took as much of his length in her
mouth as she could without gagging. He pulled backwards and then slowly pushed
back in, his flesh riding up along her tongue, and she felt him trembling with
desire.
    The skin of his penis
was warm and silky, delicious to the taste and touch. Sara felt like a slave
pleasuring her master, she felt like a virgin sacrifice, the sensation of being
dominated was  strangely wonderful. The feeling of the first drops of cum
dripping on her tongue made her orgasm again.
    She had never expected
to feel this way, the only boyfriend who had tried to tie her up before had
done so fairly crudely. She had never been even vaguely submissive in any
relationship, but strangely taking this man in her mouth, and sucking him until
he came seemed to be the most freeing thing could have done.
    The very restraint, the
very weirdness of the experience, freed her to behave in a way she had always
wanted and never admitted to herself that she wanted to.
    Sara felt his cock
tremble, and heard him groan deep in his throat. He was leaning against the
wall, fingers caressing hers, running along them where they manacles held her
in place.
    She felt him pulling at
the chains with his hands, and knew what he was going to do next.
    Sara leaned back, ran
her tongue down the outside of his long thick member and said, "No leave
them there, leave me chained up for now."
    Then she looked up and
he saw raw, unconstrained need in her face so he left the chains and lowered
himself down and their mouths met once more.
    Constantine tasted
himself on her mouth and she on his. The feeling of their mingling juice made
his manhood throb, he knew that he was going to climax all too soon.
    "You're
sure," he said, looking deep in to her eyes.
    She kneeled and he
moved his hands downwards, lifted her off the floor and moved between her legs
so she was sitting astride his kneeling body.
    Lifting her off the
floor, with exquisite control he lowered her onto his now throbbing, pulsating
member.
    Her breasts rubbed
against his chest as he lifted her up and down, slowly then more urgently he
slid her physically along the length of his cock.
    With a groan she felt
him twitch and she pressed herself harder against him. Their sweat mingled,
becoming one person as he shot warm, beautiful sperm inside her body.
    The feeling of the
liquid gushing from the end of his penis deep inside her femininity made her
orgasm again, more intensely than before, and she thrashed against him clawing
his back, his neck. Pressing herself hard down on him, writhing with sheer
wanton need.
    Finally after what
seemed like hours it was over, Sara’s whole body still tingled with excitement.
Constantine reached up above her head and with one easy movement pulled the
chains from the wall.
    Still deep inside her
he dug his fingers underneath the manacles and snapped them from her wrists
freeing her.
    Sara held her hands in
front of her face, leaning back against the wall, loving the feel of his penis
hard and hot inside her as their ardour cooled.
    Her wrists were
unblemished, whatever marks the manacle had made were gone. She flexed them,
testing their numbness and found that they moved easily. In fact her whole body
felt energised, she felt alive in a way she had not felt in her entire life.
    Who would have thought
that being fucked up against a wall could be so invigorating?
    "So," she
said, "this is how you feel all of the time is it?"
    "Almost, you have
some of my energy now, but it will fade over the next twenty four hours. You
have I am afraid a mere shadow of the power I have. Just a hint of the way I
feel, the way it feels to be a werewolf, but it is enough for now."
    "And you needed to
fuck me to make that happen?"
    "No,"
Constantine answered, stroking her breast idly, he shifted slightly