Chapter 91: Chapter 91

“Char-Charlotte!” Azraiel calls her name as she steps out of the tub dripping water on the floor.

He quickly grabs a towel and wraps it around her.

His heart stops as she looks up and grins. She literally drags him to the bedroom.

“Charlotte, Are you sure? May-Maybe it’s the pain?” Azraiel asks as she pushes him on the bed.

“Stop!” She frowns and puts her hands on her hips. “Stop pushing me away!” Azraiel senses that he had upset her and sits up.

“N-no..” He is cut off mid-sentence. “I know what you are doing.” Charlotte says and sits beside him on the bed.

“I know you think I am doing this to relieve myself of the pain but I’m not. Sure, I’m in pain, it hurts like a fucking bitch but I have wanted to complete the mating way before that!”

He was about to open his mouth but she stopped him-again.

“I am not made of glass! I know you are afraid that you’ll hurt me, but that’s just impossible! You are possibly the only person I trust so blindly, Azraiel.” Her throat clogs up as she utters those words.

“Hey! I am sorry!” Azraiel cups her face in his hands.

“I-I just want to experience whatever I can with you before the shift. I want to undergo the shift with the assurance that I used my time with you wisely. I don’t want to regret not living my life fully before that shift, Azraiel.”

Azraiel gets her and she is right. He has been treating her like a glass doll when she is in fact the Luna of one of the largest and strongest pack in the world.

“You won’t have any regrets, Charlotte. I promise!” Azraiel plants his lips on hers. His hands move to her head, keeping her still. He licks her lower lip, seeking for an entrance. A moan escapes her lips as she opens her mouth. Her hands move from his chest and up his arms until they are on his cheeks.

Azraiel moves to roll her on her back, breaking the kiss. His eyes search hers, looking for any hesitation, fear or uncertainty.

Charlotte cups his face and whispers, “Don’t hold back!”

He keeps his eyes locked on her as a groan comes from within him. A groan of predatory. Letting her know she is his. She whimpers as she feels his hand move to her cheek and his lips moves back to hers. The kiss soft but growing in intensity.

She feels his body press into hers. He moves up and take a long look at her. His eyes leaving her face and roaming down her body. Her tanned skin only covered in a black bra and a matching panty. Both his hands moving slowly down the side of her frame till he touches the middle of her thighs. Gripping the black material and moving it up over her core. Her eyes seeing still watching his hands move the cloth further up, exposing her lower abdomen.

Charlotte’s breathing quickens from the intimacy between them. Her heart beating loudly as his hand moves the last over her stomach. She lets out another moan and closes her eyes as his hands feel cold on her skin. Azraiel sees that and puts her hands on her cheeks. When she opens her eyes he says, “Don’t close your eyes. Watch me!” Charlotte breathlessly nods and does as he says.

His mouth moves to her stomach and kisses each mark on her skin. Her eyes fluttering to close from the softness of his lips on her imperfect skin but then opening up again remembering his words. Her hand moves to his face running her fingers over his cheek. His eyes look up as he continues to kiss each stretch mark. Love and passion in his eyes. His lips tell her everything he feels.

She bites her lip as she feels his lips move lower to the top of her core. Her skin filled with goose bumps as she anxiously awaits his next move. He trails the kisses lower and meets her now glistening petals between her thighs. He smells her desire, her scent that is just hers. The sweet scent that lets him know how much she wants him.

The very scent that has been driving unmated wolves’ crazy for the past few hours. The same scent that only he can taste. Azraiel feels like bragging that she is his and he has a feeling he is definitely going to do that.

She gasps as his tongue softly moves over her slit. The warmth of his flesh on her soft wet petals driving her crazy. Her hands grip the sheets and she opens her legs wider for him. He continues his torture with his tongue as he slips it between the folds. Her gasps more audible this time. Her eyes roll up, feeling the touch to her core.

He moves his mouth and kisses her core more deeply, savoring the taste of her essence. A taste that he will never forget. A taste he’ll never get tired of. The taste only for him for the rest of eternity. She was his and he was hers and tonight they were taking their time to show each other what words could not tell them.

Her moans soft and low with each pass of his tongue. Azraiel’s mouth sucks on each petal driving her closer and closer to euphoria. Her hands leave the sheets and move to his head. Her hands want to move him and guide him to where she needs him to reach her point of release.

He lets her move him and continues to use his tongue to push her over the edge. Each pass of his tongue over her tiny nub having her hips buck under him. He smiles knowing she is close. He feels her eagerness for release. Wanting to feel her inside he moves a finger inside. His tongue still playing with her clit as his finger pumps in and out of her.

Charlotte arches her back as she feels his finger slip inside her. Her moans grow with each pump of his finger and she finds it hard to stay still as she writhes under him as he adds another finger inside her.

She groans so loud and he knows she is about to erupt around him. Her eyes barely open and mouth slightly parted. Her hips move with his tongue and fingers, desperate to not let the contact break at any cost. Her body starts to quiver under him and she mumbles, “Az-Azraiel!!". His name coming out of her mouth in that moment sounds like music to his ears.

He continues to pump into her and his tongue moves faster. He tastes the sweet nectar and laps up everything with his tongue. Her hands move to his head still as she moves to ride his face. He hears all her moans and groans and enjoys the feeling of her. Her taste one of a kind.

Azraiel slowly moves his fingers away from her as he moves to look up at her. Smiling down at her when she comes too and her eyes slowly opening. Her cheeks flushed and her chest moving fast as she tries to catch her breath. She licks her lips before she smiles slightly.

He moves his fingers up to look at her wetness. His eyebrow raised slightly as his lips curve in a slight smile. He looks at her before sticking his fingers in his mouth. Sucking them clean. Showing her his enjoyment of her taste. He watches as the lust grows in her eyes.

Fuckk! This woman is going to be the death of me, he thinks as he stares into her eyes full of love and lust.

Her gasps are almost audible. Her eyes watching him suck each finger clean, then moving down his body slowly.

Azraiel takes the clue and removes his T-shirt in one swift motion. Her eyes hungrily take in his body and she moves her hands to touch his chest. Azraiel’s muscles bunch slightly under her touch. Azraiel leans down so she can touch him as she wants and she does. Her hands roam all over his body sometimes caressing his muscles and sometimes digging the tips of her fingers in the flesh on his back. She licks her lips as she moves her gaze back up to him meeting his gaze. "Guess I got caught checking out the view."

Azraiel laughs loudly as he moves and grabs her thighs and pulls her down so that his and her face are close. He kisses her passionately and his hands go under her to open the clasp of her bra. Still kissing her, he discards the bra with his hands. Breaking the kiss, he moves his body a bit their hips joined and his erection pressing against her stomach. Azraiel takes in her breasts, the round globes begging to be sucked. He softly touches the side of one of her breast and mutters, "Yeah the view is excellent. Perfect."

She chuckles before she feels his hands moving on her skin again. Her breath gets caught between her lips when his fingers move over her nipples. He cups her breasts in his palms and squeezes them tightly. “Azraiel!” Charlotte whimpers as the contact sends a jolt to her core. He starts twisting her nipples between his thumb and finger and it takes everything in her to not push his mouth on her chest. “Azraiel..Please!” She whispers in agony. “Please what, Charlotte?” Azraiel’s voice is loud and clear as he twists her nipple harshly and asks the question, looking straight into her eyes.

Charlotte is quiet for a few seconds, most probably thinking about her words. She puts her hand over his that has been covering her breast. “I want your mouth here instead of your hands, Azraiel.” Her voice is clear and demanding when she utters those words, her lust seeping in her voice and on clear display in her eyes.

Azraiel leans down and kisses her lips deeply. “As you wish, my love!”

As if he was waiting for her command he quickly pushes her hands away and replaces his hands with his mouth on one of her breasts while his other hand caresses the other breast.

Charlotte feels like she’d die of the pleasure. His mouth on her lips was doing things to her that she had no idea were possible. She cradled his head to her chest, pushing his mouth further close to her breasts.

Azraiel took his sweet time to play with her globes. Teasing and pulling the brown buds until she ached for more. He liked his mouth there, taking in as much as he can of the soft mound. He pushed her breasts together with one of his arm and put his other on her clit. He could feel her fingernails scratch his back when he pushed two fingers inside her. He was loving the sounds coming from her mouth, her gasps and moans that he has been waiting to hear for so long.

He looks up when he hears her groan. “Azraiel...” She says breathlessly. “I need you…now! Please!”

As if all he was waiting for was for her to ask him, he shifts to remove his pants releasing his aching length. Her eyes immediately zero in on his length.

“Oh God!” He hears her mutter.

Azraiel smirks while stroking his length, “What’s wrong, love? Not so sure anymore, hmm?”

Defiance paints her face and she narrows her eyes at him, “Never been surer! So just shut up and fuck me, damn it!”

Azraiel chuckles and moves her hand to his length. “Here then…feel what’s going to be inside you soon!” He watches as her breath quickens and she tries to close her legs which he opens with his hands. Her eyes flicker from his eyes to his length to back to his eyes. He lets her explore him as she puts both of her hands around his length and strokes him.

“Am-am I doing it right?” She asks uncertainly.

Azraiel leans down and soothes her worries with a chaste kiss on her lips. “You are doing great, love!” He puts his palms over hers and glided them down his length to show her the pace. His length was now hard as wood and he knew he wasn’t going to last much long if her soft hands continued to touch him just like this.

He gives her some time until he feels like she is ready. Leaning across her, he takes out the condom from the drawer and puts it on. Positioning himself over her, he pins her hands on the mattress, “This is going to hurt at first…!” He warns her. “And you can always tell me to stop if you want to..” He looks into her eyes to get the message across. Kissing her lip softly he says, “I’ll try to retain control from my wolf but at any time you feel pain or discomfort, just tell me to stop. Okay?” He doesn’t proceed until he sees her nod her head and say ‘okay’.

He rubs his length at her clit, cursing under his breath at the sensation of her skin against his. He taps her nub with his length to hear her gasps. Moving his length down her slit then all the way back up to her fold, he breathes heavily. Keeping his eyes on her. he glides his length back down to her soft velvet petals and slides in slowly. He sees her face scrunch in pain and tears form in her eyes as he pushes himself inside her, and he has just begun. He kisses her tears away and asks “You okay?”, though his voice sounds scratchy. She nods and closes her eyes briefly. “Should I stop?” Azraiel asks unwillingly and sighs in relief as she answers “No” with a groan.

Azraiel gives her some time to adjust to his length and then pushes himself further inside her. Her back arches and she claws at his shoulder, groaning loudly. Halfway in

her and he starts to pump slowly till he gets himself fully inside. “So fucking tight.” He mutters under his breath as he feels her walls stretching and clenching around him.

Slowly, she starts moving her hips to his rhythm and he senses that she is more comfortable. He cups her breast and pulls the nipple between his teeth, loving her cries of pleasure. He lets her decide the pace and rhythm , wanting her to be as comfortable as she can. Their hips meet each other in perfect sync, the sound of their groans and moans echoing loudly in the room.

When Azraiel feels her hands pull him closer to her, he removes his mouth from her nipple and places his mouth on hers. As their tongues clash, he slowly increases the pace and starts thrusting faster and deeper. His kisses swallow her moans and their bodies mold together as one. Every part of his touches every part of hers.

He feels his wolf on the edge as the tension in his body rises. Hell, he can even sense her wolf on the same edge. He lets his wolf lose and clutch Charlotte to him tightly.

His mouth now on her neck and nose buried in the crook. He hears her groan as she feels the change in his thrusts and meets them with equal force. Their bodies are all sweaty by now and he can feel the temperature rising in the room. He increases his thrusts, pumping himself in and out of her, his eyes on her face, enjoying the expression of bliss on his mate. His ego gets stroked at the realization that he is able to pleasure his mate.

He pumps himself in and out of her. When he feels that she is close, he slows down and his cute mate opens her eyes and looks at him as if asking ‘what the fuck are you doing?’. In answer, he pushes himself inside her in a swift motion, hitting her deep walls and by the way she cries out he would bet he hit her sweet spot. “Ahhhh…”

She screams and pulls him closer to her. Azraiel kisses her passionately. Pouring in everything he has suppressed, his wolf has longed. Their hips meet each other’s with force and their hands never leave others body, roaming all over, scratching and squeezing and touching every inch of the body. Her legs are wrapped around his back and he just relishes the closeness.

He feels they are both closer than ever. Not only their bodies but their wolves and souls too.

He clutches her tightly as he feels her clench around him. His pace is fast as he thrust in and out of her enjoying the tightness of her insides.

“I love you.” He says to her in the kiss and pours out his love. He kisses her with vigor, his tongue sucking on hers. He breaks the kiss when he feels like she is close to the climax.

“and I love you!” She whispers and clutches his shoulders tightly, digging her nails in the flesh. He feels his own orgasm close and puts his mouth on her again.

Moving their bodies together, they let their wolves meet. A sudden jolt of electricity passes through their bodies as they feel their wolves meet with the same passion as their bodies.

“Let go, Charlotte! Let go!” He rasps as he feels his breath quicken and face scrunch up.

There is no gap left between their bodies to let even air slip by as they hold each other tightly and cum together. Azraiel literally growls as his shaft twitches inside her and she clenches around him. They groan together as they come undone in each other’s arms, breathing erratically and loudly.

Charlotte’s chest rises and falls with each breath as her orgasm dies and Azraiel puts his head in the crook of her neck and exhales. When he feels the last of his orgasm fade away, he moves his face and kisses her deeply.

He kisses her with force to tell her that he loves him, has loved her since he saw her and will keep loving her till his last breath. He kisses her as a promise to never leave her alone, to always be by her side. He kisses her to beg her to be at his side, always and forever!

He breaks the kiss and smiles down at her. Their eyes meet and she smiles slightly at him before telling him "I love you."

He kisses her forehead and repeats the words "I love you too." Kissing her forehead again before continuing his words "I love you so fucking much!".

Her eyes almost water from the emotional overwhelming feeling of love. She kisses him once again. Azraiel slowly moves out of her as he moves to lay beside her. He pulls her to him and puts his arm around her waist. She feels the warm flow of her wetness dripping between her thighs. She puckers her lips and kiss him one more time. “You are mine!” It’s a declaration, a promise, a vow that she utters and closes her eyes.

Azraiel smiles, love blossoming in his chest as he looks at his mate who has a smile on her face and peace painted all over her face. He kisses her forehead and whispers before they both drift off to sleep, “Mhmm…and You are mine!”