Full Moon Mode Activated
The sound of rain splattering in the windows was a calming sound that would have lulled the young couple was it not for their late-night activities. The sky,even with the storm, was clear; the stars were shining under the harsh light of the almost full moon. But that calm environment went unnoticed since Remus had other things in mind.
Moans and grunts filled the room along with a skin-slapping sound that was extremely persistent and hadn't stopped since he threw her in the bed and discarded all their clothes. He always got like this whenever the full moon was close. Who was she to complain? Her werewolf boyfriend, that has a crazy sex drive, wants to fuck her all night long, making her cum as many times as possible until she is senseless and can't think straight? Fine by me.
Her legs were resting against his shoulders and drew closer to her chest every time he moved. Her body was moving upwards as he thrust hard into her and the only thing that seemed to hold her in place was the bruising grip that was applied to her hips. She was on cloud nine. Her head was thrown back from all the pleasure she was receiving. Her thighs were burning and rubbing perfectly against her overly sensitive breasts that have been thoroughly marked and teased, her pussy by now had to be puffy, red and oh so sensitive as both their releases ran down to her bum and collected there to a white puddle.
The sheets were rumpled underneath her from the force that the young man fucked her and from how she fisted her hands when she was so overwhelmed and didn't know what else to do.
"God, you're gorgeous, can't wait to see how beautiful you will look when I am done with you. I will fill you to the hilt and you will be sore everywhere. You will have an imprint of my balls in your clit from how hard I am fucking you. Hiding these perfect tits behind your bras will be such a pain from how much attention I paid to them. Hickeys will cover your body for so many days because … you … are … mine." Remus mumbled as his face closed in on hers as he emphasized each word and delivered them with a new kind of force behind them. Straining to talk with all the overstimulation he had caused both himself and her.
The only response he got was gasps and breathless moans. His name was officially a new chant on her swollen red lips. "You like that don't you? When I get possessive." The clench that he got around his deeply buried cock was the perfect answer. "I fucked you good, haven't I? You can't think, can't speak,huh? But you are a good girl, aren't you? My good girl."
"Yes" was softly spoken and was nothing else but a drawn-out moan.
"Who's fucking you brainless?"
"You"
"Scream my name sweetheart. I want everyone to know who you belong to. And who gets you to themselves? Say it, my love. Please at the top of your lungs."
"Remmy" sounded in a pleading voice. He harshly lifted himself and lowered her legs to his waist. "Wrong answer dovey but that's OK, you will get it this time right" he said as he entered her in a fluid motion. Hitting one perfect spot after the other, making her see stars.
"Remus" she screamed in a toe-curling way. Her back arched so hard and was pushed down on the mattress when a dominant hand pressed in her lower stomach.
"That's more like it." He whispered in her ear and started fucking her into the mattress, so hard that even the bed springs groaned. "Hands on headboard and eyes open love" he commanded and she complied without a second thought.
"Oh, God. Ahh y-yes. I am so close." She had lost count of how many times she went over the edge, she should have been drained and had nothing else to offer. "Let go, sweetheart. I'm right here."
The orgasm she reached on command to his words was mind blinding and when she started gaining back her senses he was still going, more sloppily this time though. He had slightly lifted her as previous releases still exited her and had cupped her ass, scratching it barely.
"I am-" he stuttered. She threw her heavy arms around him with her sheer willpower and one reached his tightly clenched ass. He was holding back. She said in a so hoarse and just above a whisper voice the one thing that would make him come undone in seconds "I'm yours. You're mine".
His head buried in her shoulder and he bit down hard there, trying to contain the sound of her name adorned with many of his well-loved curses. His pace slowed down and his hips only moved in post-orgasm. He stayed there for a few seconds as he tried to regain his composure and steady his breathing. When he did, he turned his head to rest his forehead against hers. As she still grinded her hips. Subspace. He tried to get out of her but to no avail, her tightly wrapped legs prevented him from getting away even if he wanted to.
"You will regret this when you wake up." he whispered against her hairline and placed sweet kisses there. A dopey smile was present on their faces as they drifted to sleep as close to each other as possible.
"I love you, you smart ass. You just love to rile me up, don't you?"
If this was going to be his response all the time then yes she did and so did he, but there was no chance he was going to admit that out loud.