Into the Alpha’s Keep Chapter 86: 86

POV Fenrir Dăneşti

" I think there's no turning back, it's been a while. I've just been trying to fool myself — she whispered.

I gritted my teeth.

" Just like me — I confessed.

Savannah emanated more pheromones. She leaned forward and placed her hands on her belly, moaning, as if she were in pain. I focused on her and her feelings.

Distress; agony; anguish.

The heat had reached its most advanced stage, that of pure suffering.

I reacted, suffering with her pain, and then I advanced towards her, completely losing control of my actions. It was me, and at the same time it wasn't.

Her eyes changed color again, as her beast took control. But, unlike the first heat, we were connected, in agreement with everything that would be done and happen.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her to me. Our lips met and our tongues entered into synchrony, in a desperate kiss.

I devoured her mouth, tasting her with hunger and need.

She moved, leading me to the nest she had carefully prepared for the two of us. My chest swelled with pride at what she had created and what it meant. Savannah trusted me, she wanted me by her side. Not Hunter or any other male. The nest had been made for me. I laid her on her back on the bed and lowered my lips to her neck, rubbing my tongue over the pulsing vein. I would mark her again, renewing our blood vows, but first, I would suck on her delicious pussy. I grabbed the sides of my shirt she was wearing and pulled the fabric, tearing it apart and revealing her engorged nipples. I took one in my mouth and sucked on it, rubbing my tongue, playing with the pink tip. She moaned, arching her back off the bed. She closed her fingers in my hair, pulling it hard. I lowered my mouth, kissing every inch of her skin, sliding my tongue over her smooth abdomen. The scent of her arousal was strong and citrusy, making me flare my nostrils and breathe it in, needing to absorb every little detail of her small, perfect body.

I continued down, going lower and lower. The little moans she let out were like music to my ears.

I held her thighs, spreading her legs and placing my head between them. She raised herself on her elbows to look at me.

I gave her a wolfish smile before bending down and sucking on her wet pussy. I sucked on her clit, sucking it hard. I inhaled, smelling her and letting out a grunt of satisfaction. I ran my tongue down her length, mixing my saliva with the dripping lube, tasting every drop.

Savannah threw herself against the mattress and let out a high-pitched scream of pure pleasure.

I ran my hard tongue back and forth over her clit, masturbating her with fast movements with my mouth. I nibbled on the sensitive nerve, rubbing my long, sharp fangs over her skin without hurting her. She shivered and shivered. Her scent became more intense, driving me crazy. I massaged her clitoris, sucking on it, moving in circles and back and forth. I dragged one hand and rubbed her soaking pussy with two fingers, before penetrating her tight canal. I curved the tips, hitting her all the way in and touching precisely the spot that I knew would make her feel even more pleasure. They slid in so easily, the sound of her pussy sucking them mixed with the little moans she emitted. I rubbed my nose, brushed the growing hairs of her beard, sucked, licked, nibbled and sucked every tiny drop that her body expelled, taking it all for myself. I sped up the movements of my hand, invading her hard and fast. Savannah writhed on the mattress.

I groaned as I heard my name spoken by her lips, as if she were begging for me.

I sucked her clit hard, brushing the tips of her fangs and rubbing my tongue.

She slammed her hands on the bed, fisting them over her torn clothes.

She came on my fingers, coming apart with a purr and a grinding of her teeth. The noise was unlike anything that would come from a human mouth.

I pulled my fingers out and brought them to my mouth, sucking on the arousal that glistened around them. Her taste was like honey and lemon. A delicious and precious combination.

I rubbed my tongue all over her and the inside of her thighs, taking her orgasm, cleaning her.

I stood up, but I barely had time to think. Savannah was possessed, she turned me onto my back and threw me against the bed, climbing on top of me.

The emerald green shone brighter than ever and her pupils were completely dilated. Her long, sharp fangs showed through her parted lips.

She tore my wool blouse with her sharp nails and leaned in, running her tongue over my abdomen, outlining each little bulge. She brought her fingers to the button of my jeans, finishing off the pants, without any patience, removing the barrier that separated our bodies.

My torn T-shirt was stuck to her arms. I brought my hands to my small, round breasts, closing my palms over them and moaning.

My boxers were stretched by the I was hard and the lube from the tip stained the dark green fabric. She brought her hands to my waistband and rubbed my cock. She lowered her mouth, sucking on the fabric and it. I groped at the rags of my clothes, unintentionally messing them up. She stood up and gave me a sideways look, growling softly as she saw me messing up her nest. She looked so cute threatening me and showing her fangs. I smiled, finding the situation amusing. She took off my boxers and released my hard cock. She stared at the member with her head tilted, before lowering her mouth over it. I gritted my teeth and let out a groan. She swallowed my cock all the way down, hitting the tip in her throat. She pushed her head against it, pulling away and rubbing her tongue on the little fissure, sucking my lube and repeating the movements. She held on to my stiff thighs as she thrust into me, swallowing as much as she could. She moaned as she sucked me, content to taste me, to take me in her mouth. The wretch didn't stop. Not even when she choked on the member hitting the back of her throat and tears welled up in her eyes. She took every inch with the greatest pleasure. She rubbed her hard tongue over the veins that pulsed around it and the swollen head, circling it. She sucked on the tip, swallowing the pre-ejaculate liquid. She parted her lips and swallowed me again. And again. I closed my eyes tightly, controlling myself so as not to ruin the nest again. My breathing became thick, heavy. My hair stood on end as a wave of pleasure hit me like a lightning bolt. Every muscle in my body was rigid and I could cum in her mouth, making her swallow every drop. But I felt the need to soak her pussy and not her mouth. I grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up and removing her closed lips from around my cock. She stared at me, irritated by the interruption. I dragged her to me, pressing our lips together, tasting myself on her and making her taste hers on me.

I held her thin waist and positioned her on top of me, directing her to where I wanted her. She understood what I intended. She held my member with her fist and placed her pussy on the tip, sitting on it.

I let out a loud howl as I felt every inch of her adjusting around me. She was tight, wet and hot.