The Second Covenant

I was still wearing my towel a bit later, wondering whether or not it would be good to put a do not disturb sign on the door, or if it really mattered since the male werewolf’s sense of smell was so good he could tell when I was ovulating or not. “Cherish, they don‘t want to risk waking up and falling in love with their hands. Come to bed.”

I turned around and by body tightened so fast and so hard it almost hurt. It deepened my breathing and made me swallow my pulse. He was lying on the bed, on his back, and he was huge. He’d lit a few candles instead of turning the light completely off and the shadows cast on his body were…beautiful. And he had filched the handful of foil packs from my satchel and laid them out in a neat little row on the bedside table. Dear lord.

The towel slid from my body, slithered to the ground, leaving me only partially covered by my hair over my breasts. His eyes flickered, like actual flames as he watched me come to him. “A few more inches and your hair would cover you up.” I felt like an alien had inhabited my body, I’d never moved with such a feline grace before. A rolling glide with a sensual smirk on my lips, knowing that it was the sight of me that was making my Ulfric stand so firm and proud. “Maybe I’ll grow it and be Lady Godiva next Halloween.” He snarled softly. “Like hell.”

I laughed and bent to crawl over the end of the bed to him. “Your eyes are glowing Druex.” I said softly, teasing him with the ends of my hair as I crawled up his body. I felt him shiver. “That ah…happens some times. Your eyes will glow, you’ll feel it when it does.” He reached for me and I rolled away with a playful laugh, using my hair to peek out of, showing him my belly like a puppy might, a submissive gesture. He’d earned the right to be dominant to us. Ah there she was, my little wolf.

Druex gave a growl and came after us, grabbed and rolled with us until he was on all fours above us. “Are you doing this on purpose?” He rasped and I nodded. “I can’t help it, we want to play.” I’d taken lots of self defense classes, it was easy to catch him off guard, slide my hand up the back of his neck, my other flat on his chest. I pushed and with that new strength of mine he flipped nicely and was laughing when I ended up on top again. “If you wanted top all you had to do was say so.” I leaned down and kissed him, my hands pressed above him, widening my knees. “I want to be on top,” I slid back and caught the flared head of his shaft, pressed back so he slipped inside me a few inches, both of us moaned and I slid forward for another kiss.

“Bottom,” Back, working him inside me deeper. “On my knees,” I pushed back and he lifted, seating himself as high and deep as I could take him. It threw me back with a gasp, made me slip even lower. His hands clamped on my hips and I saw his expression, darkly wild. I was a strong rider, and I intended to ride Druex until his eyes rolled back. “I want everything.” I said, rocking gently, gasping again when the end of him bumped my cervix. I’ve heard that can be painful for some women. Not for me. My head dropped back and I closed my eyes to better experience the sensations of Druex, so thick and wide, filling me up.

Heat spread and I felt him throw his beast into me, felt our wolves coupling inside our human shells. Druex’s back arched and sent him so high I drew up. He rolled, flipped me over to my knees and shoved himself inside me. I cried out, but it wasn’t a pain sound. He shoved so fast and hard it left me breathless and unable to draw a full breath.

Small, helpless noises fell from my mouth with every thrust, spaced between my wails, “Oh god! Yes, yes!” The power of his body slamming into mine, it rode an unbelievable line between pleasure and pain. Just when the pleasure would veer towards pain, he’d draw back and I’d be able to breathe. But then he’d thrust himself back and it would start all over again. The sense of fullness grew and grew and then spilled through me, over me, out of my mouth in ragged screams.

We fell together in a quivering heap to the bed, Druex rolled to the side a little so he wasn’t crushing me, his breath sawing in and out of his lungs. “Did…” He swallowed and tried again. “Did I hurt you?”
I shuddered when he pulled out of me. “No-o way. Man you lost it though.” He chuckled behind me and nipped my nape. “I did, didn’t I?” I turned my head a little so I could roll my eyes back to look at him, looking down at me. “Why do I feel so relaxed and peaceful when you bite the back of my neck?” He purred a pleased sound. “Like this?” He set his teeth to my nape and I wet lax, a switch flipped and I was floating on a dreamy plane. “Mm-hm.”
“It’s a thing between lycanthropes. Biting the back of your neck would be something a wild wolf would do, normally during sex to make you feel safe. Protected. Relaxed enough to accept the dominance where you might normally not.”

I sighed and he pressed gentle kisses to my cheek. “Really Cherish, was I to rough?” I smiled and found the power to roll over, slide my arms back over his arms. “No.” I lifted my mouth up to him and sighed into his kiss. “Would you tell me if I was?” I felt him, still hard against my belly and licked at his mouth, drew my tongue over his lower lip. A gesture my wolf knew was showing us as submissive. “I’d tell you. You taste so good.” I kissed my way across his skin, taking gentle nips of his throat with my teeth, suckling lightly at the sting of the bites. “Cherish.” He hissed and I smiled, licking at the pounding of his pulse. “Yes?”
“You have an appointment tomorrow.”
“So?” I nibbled, felt him tense around me. “So if you keep it up, you’re going to be to worn out to have it.” I ran my hands from his arms, down to his hips. “All I have to do tomorrow is lie on my back and let someone else wash my face.”

He brought his head down to my cheek, inhaling, his lips feathering over my skin. “On your back huh?” I smiled slowly stroking my hands over his amazing self. I’ve read the romance novels, I’ve got the basic idea of what sex between two people should be like, unselfish and amazing if your lover knows what he’s doing. Druex knew what he was doing.

I scraped my nails gently down his back and felt him shiver, drew a small sound from him. “I won’t loose it this time.” he murmured shifting so that the smooth length of him slid between my legs, up and down in the slick folds, shooting little tingles through me every time he passed over my clit. He raised his mouth from my shoulder and watched me as he pushed inside, watched and his lashes fell to half mast, the blue of his eyes just mere slits, glowing in the dim light. He pushed until there was no where else for him to fill, until I arched, tilted my hips and drew my knees up higher. I heard his low groan and the flex of his shoulders when he moved to lie almost fully on top of me. We kissed and he just rested, pulsing inside me like he was savoring the feel.

“What does it feel like?” I breathed and he shifted, pulled back and thrust gently. “Hot,” he said tightly and thrust again. “Soft and wet and…God.” he moved, spread his knees to make my hips tilt higher. “So good.” He kissed me furiously while his body moved so slow and gently in mine. “I wanted this since I first saw you in the drug store. So bad.”

He was starting to breathe quicker, so was I, rising up to meet his slow, but firm thrusts. I must have done something, tightened down on his shaft because he hissed and thrust a little harder. Enough to drive the breath out of me on a whimper. He turned his head to nibble on my ear, crossed my eyes with the rush of tingling pleasure. “Every time I saw you, it only got worse.” He did lie on me now, pinning me down while he shoved inside my body. I had to hold onto something, otherwise I was going to implode, glimmering, into billions of pieces.

I fisted one hand in his hair, holding him to me, the other, low on his back, feeling the power of his muscles bunching and flexing with every thrust. He was being so careful, but I wanted it all, like the time before, I wanted everything. I turned my nose to his throat, laving the tendon of his shoulder with a swipe of my tongue. “Cherish.” I heard the growl, the warning, the need and grinned to myself. “What?”
“Don’t you dare bite me.”
“Why not?” And I bit him. His body went rigid and I heard his gasp in my ear, his groan. I bit harder, just a little and he growled. “Damnit woman.” But it wasn’t a pain sound that he made. His thrusts became erratic, hard, exactly what I wanted.
“Enough Cherish,” He moaned and I slowly eased my teeth from his throat, licking across the reddened skin. “Did I hurt you?” he shook his head and sealed his lips over mine, surging, panting, just as hard as I was.

He scattered kisses across my face and I moved both my hands over his back, wrapped my legs around him and he moaned against my cheek. “Shit. Ease off baby, I’m not going to finish before you.” I smiled and he shoved deep, made my eyes go blind for a moment, sparkles shooting off through me. He nipped my ear and I shuddered. “You like that, don’t you?” He purred and bit a little harder. I turned my head for him and heard his strained laugh.

It was a whole body tremor that started, pushed me towards that final glorious peak. But his hard, erratic thrusting turned very precise and slow. Instead of deep, he gave, shallow little thrusts, right over that one spot guaranteed to make me shiver and tighten. He nuzzled his nose along the hollow just behind my ear. “Come on little wolf, howl for me.” He said, in a dark whisper of temptation. I was finding it harder and harder to breathe, he kept sliding over that small spot inside me, rubbing over and over it with every thrust.

“Druex…please.” I whimpered and he growled, a low sound that made my spine twitch. “You need more?” I nodded and he scraped his teeth over my skin, right as he slammed up inside me, forcing a cry past my lips, made my fingers curl, clenching over the muscles in his back. “Aw hell.” He pushed up on his arms and used his whole body to grind into me, short, hard strokes that made me writhe. Pleasure built in me, flames rising higher. “Come on baby,” He thrust two, three times with every word. “Just…a…little….more.” and he brought me, screaming, arching, my nails digging into his arms.

We ended up in a sweaty coil on the bed. My heart started to slow and I swallowed thickly. Words I shouldn’t want to say after only a few weeks were crowding over my tongue. But I couldn’t let them out. Not yet. Druex gave me a lingering kiss, holding me close to his chest. “You know…(kiss)…Sex with you is a cosmic experience.” He said and I laughed. “I was going to say the same thing to you.”

Our bodies cooled, he continued to hold me, his arm under my neck, the fingers of his other hand stroking over the back of mine where it lay over his heart. “Druex?”
“Mm?” I looked at his hand, his fingers playing over my skin so gently. “If you’d not known what I was, scented my wolf, would you still have wanted me?” His fingers stopped their motions, moved to tilt my chin up so I’d have to look him in the eye. He was frowning. “Where’d that come from?” I shrugged and he stroked my hair back from my forehead. “I want to know if what’s between us is because I’m a Lupa and you’re Ulfric.”

His frown eased and his look turned more pensive. “I guess that’s a small part of it. Your wolf wouldn’t have accepted me if I wasn’t the one for you. But I’d have found a way to be with you even if you weren’t a wolf.” His thumb moved over my lips, the look in his eyes enough to make my heart leap up hopefully. “I’d do pretty much anything to keep you Cherish. Wolf or not.”