A delicious ache that was slowly spreading through Selena's body woke her up. The electrifying shock through her core woke her up and sent her into the dark night. It took her a few moments to get her bearings. His breath on her neck snapped her back into reality, and she realised she was back in the arms of her captor, being tortured by her traitorous body. He was pressed against her back, his crotch grinding against her buttocks, while his hand wrapped around her, massaging her breasts. Her heart was pounding as the last of her sleep slipped away.
"Cayden?" she said, her voice quivering.
He only moaned softly in her hair.
She quickly concluded that he was too sick to understand what he was doing; his body was responding to its natural desires. She felt his body rubbing erotically against hers in scorching heat. She needed to break free from his grip.
She rolled over, but his hands glided possessively over her. Selena could just make out his beautiful features in the dim light. His eyes were closed, and he exhaled through slightly parted lips. She moved away from him, stretching his arms out as he clung to her. She almost sighed in relief when she was at the end of his reach. She could slip away now. Cayden still needed to rest. Selena suddenly felt sharp talons close tightly over the flesh of her arm and buttock.
She turned back to see his huge hybrid form looking at her like a monster. He had shifted. His wolf was taking over. After she had bitten him, his wolf wanted to finish the mating ritual. His eyes glowed in the dark. His long, encircling arms drew her back into his embrace.
"Cayden, Cayden, you do not know what you're doing. Cayden, please let me go," she spoke in hushed tones.
"Selena," he breathed into her. His teeth ripped into the tender flesh, causing her to tremble with hunger.
Make him stop this. This cannot be happening. He doesn't know what he's doing. Don't give in; don't stay.
She pleaded once more. "Cayden, let me go." She began more fervently wrestling him to get out of his grip, but found that only incensed his fight. He quickly rolled on her, forcing her to her back, pinning her with his glorious weight. The Wolfman stared down at her.
"Cayden, listen to me." She spoke.” You are still weak. You will hurt yourself."
He replied with a howl. A deep howl which reverberated through the manor. He was declaring his claim. Cayden wasn't there. It was his wolf. He was in control.
The overwhelming sensation of his tongue, lips, and breath took Selena in. She had been missing a most intimate and delightful feeling for far too long, and she had no desire to resist him. Her heart fluttered in her chest, both painfully and joyfully. She suckled at his tongue, revelling in its velvety texture.
Cayden growled, pressing his taut body even deeper into her. His pelvis dug into her thigh, and her body adjusted mindlessly, so she cradled him in her longing tenderness. Cayden's roving hands ran forcefully down her body, digging in erotically.
She was overcome with a strong desire to feel his touch ignite her skin. As he crushed himself against her, his skin seared her breasts. His mouth moved away from hers and devoured her neck. As he grabbed and squeezed her breasts, his hands fanned her growing flame. He pulled on her nipples until she felt the electric cord burn into her core. His body slid down hers, devouring everything in its path. He finally grabbed a nipple and suckled it lovingly.
His hand remained focused, effectively stacking up Selena's aching needs. In response, her muscles clenched. She realised how empty she felt without him. She absorbed his life while he devoured her lips. His body swung against hers, driving his hardening shaft into her slit, which was flooded with her heady cream.
She could feel him spreading her slick essence all over him. To ease the sweet torture, she began grinding against him. His breathing was harsh, and when he landed on that sensitive bud, she exclaimed loudly. Her roving hands trailed down between their gyrating bodies and wrapped her fingers around the thick girth, not quite touching. She could not stop squeezing him up and down his shaft to milk his own pre-cum. As his face fell into the crook of her shoulder, his hips thrust into her hand.
"Selena," he chanted again and again, desperate for her.
"I'm here, Cayden," she replied, guiding the heavy knob into her puffy folds.
His pounding made her breathing more difficult. However, once he was in deep enough, stretching her in aching ecstasy, he got into the rhythm, surging fully in. She let her head fall against his and cried out in delight. Her entire being clenched in the agonising bliss that had been thrust upon her. She squeezed him to her with her legs wrapped tightly around him. She felt his right-hand trail down her body and grab her thigh firmly, pulling her even more tightly into him. His left arm was wrapped around her head, each thrust pulling her down into him. There was no artistry in his drives into her, no finesse in his drives into her. He thrust with ferocity, using long, complete strokes. His hand guided her hip to pull away from him and arch back towards him, in sync with his own movements.
She wrapped her arms around him, clinging to him as she was dragged along the rushing river. As she felt the divine build-up, she clawed his back. His thrusts made quick work of her because she was so aroused. She couldn't keep her moans and cries to herself.
"Cayden." In broken pleasure, she spit out his name.
His thrusts became less rhythmic and more urgent. She knew he was dying and reached for his mouth, wanting to cry into him as he poured into her. His teeth brushed up against her neck. Before she responded. He'd sunk them into her soft skin. Selena screamed as a rivulet of blood ran down her neck. He was grunting against her, and then he growled her name into her mouth, filling her with his hot seed. His twitching body dragged chaotically against her, sending her into a trance. Her legs tightened as she succumbed to her orgasm.
"Mine!" he growled.
"Yours!" she whimpered back.