Ark was standing so still, almost unnaturally so. He his eyes were so focused on Sia that the whole pack could have burst through the door and he would not have noticed. And when he had pulled off his clothes for her, seen her look at him that same way, her scent swirling deeper into arousal again, that growing excitement became a full outline of his impossibly hard cock. He was still, yet it seemed like he almost vibrated with the need that pulsed through his veins. He wanted to rip everything off that beautiful body.
Like she could read his mind, she teased him, crawling forward with lupine grace. Fuck, that was dangerous. Farkas knew how badly he wanted her, knew she was his perfect ideal, but that had been before she reached her wolf side. As of this morning, she was starting that slide from human to something in between. And it made her even more gorgeous. Those stormy eyes that looked up at him, down at him, were pulling him in.
The caress of her fingers along the waistband had him twitching, he hand moving to her hair, stroking fingers thorough her pink sea foam. He had an idea what she planned and he wanted it so bad, even more when she dragged her nails along his skin. Except, Sia did not go down to where he expected, wanted. She dragged her tongue on his skin, making his eyes flutter closed and his head tilt back. Along his belly button and up to his nipple, making him shudder, the sound he nearly let out swallowed by that small kiss. Then, she was gone.
When his eyes slid open again, he was gone. Not disassociated or distracted. No, Farkas had slipped away to somewhere deep inside. The wolf stared down at her. While she taunted him, ran her hands down her body and licked her lips, he wrapped one hand around her ankle, undoing the buckles that held her heel. It seemed that, even so lost in lust, Sia knew where to hit Ark. Because, when her eyes drifted lower, when she mentioned her mouth wrapping around, he flicked his eyes up to her own, seemed to be almost shaking from the restraint it took. Oh, he wanted to feel her mouth on his cock so badly. Had thought about it dozens of times.
The first heel off, he moved to the next, lifting her foot higher than needed as one hand slid up her calf, stroking her through her thigh high socks slowly. When that one was off, he took her leg and pushed it far to the side, made her open for him as he moved to kneel between her thighs again.
"How often did you think about me when you made yourself cum? Because I must have stroked my cock thinking about you a hundred times this last year. And your mouth was very generous in my imagination."
Despite the body language, the pure animal lust that dripped off of him, his voice was soft, affectionate. He was almost purring for her as he leaned forward and captured her mouth again, giving her those soft kisses they had missed out on in the dressing room. His hands moved to gently wrap around her, reaching underneath to pull the dress over her shoulders. For as long as he could, he kept their mouths together, slanted so they might enjoy every inch of their lips meeting, mouth slightly parted as he groaned into her own. His tongue stayed back, letting her feel that, despite his wild want, he loved her deeply. When the dress finally went to low and he was forced to break away, he parted then returned for one more kiss.
The crushed velvet rolled down her body, under her ass and down her legs with an appropriate amount of wiggling and hip lifting, until he tossed it aside and looked down at her. So much had been on display in the dressing room, but there was one thing he needed to see. His hands moved to her ribs on either side, pushed upward along her silky skin. When they finally found her bra, matching her nearly invisible panties, he pushed the garment up without hesitation. There, he saw them. His last little prize he has saved for himself. Her pink little nipples, nearly as pale as her hair. Growling, he leaned down to give one a long lick, using every inch of his tongue as he did.
When he pulled back, there was satisfaction all over his face. However, Ark had no interest in simply taking her virginity. His wants had gotten so much more ravenous than that. So, he pulled away again, stood beside the bed and looked her over again, nearly naked on his bed, covered in his scent and her arousal. He was twitching under those boxer briefs, begging for her.
"I like my present, but I want you to come over here and finish unwrapping me. I won't lie, Sia. I've thought about how you would treat my cock. I am a very different wolf when it comes to my... recreation time."
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