Chapter 87: Chapter 87

Wyatt gently placed me on the bed and hovered over me before lowering his head to kiss me. His thin and soft lips are firm and demanding, but somehow they molded with mine.

I leaned into the kiss and wrapped my hand around his neck while sighing in bliss. It felt so perfect. Too perfect with him.

Wyatt stuck his tongue into my mouth, and he began to explore my mouth wantonly. His tongue slipped over mine sweetly, our saliva mixing with each other's.

Wyatt didn't let go of my lips until every corner of my mouth had his taste, which I think must be the same with him.

Wyatt parted from me and slowly traced feather kisses from my forehead to my eyes to my nose to my lips, my cheeks, down to my chin, etc., sending tingles through me.

I whined at his teasing. "Wyatt. Don't tease. It hurts." It hurts a lot to crave him.

My hand made its way to his silky black hair, and I weaved my hand through it while whimpering in need. I want him. I want him so much that it hurts.

"Babe." Wyatt separated from me and stared into my eyes; his hands raked through my hair. "You looked so beautiful this morning, I could hardly hold back." Wyatt sucked my lower lips immediately, and I moaned into his mouth.

He shifted the kiss to my neck, and I couldn't help but moan loudly due to the tingles and how he made me feel.

Wyatt's hand explored my feverishly red skin until it fell on my mound. "They're big, baby. I love it." He whispered, and I couldn't help but flush.

Wyatt's hand expertly squeezed my breast before he began to move his thumbs in a circle around my nipples.

He lowered his head and captured my right nipple with his luscious lips, making my sense of thinking go blank.

He began to suck my nipples with fervor while his hand began to play a wicked dance with my left nipple.

My eyes fluttered shut, and I couldn't help sighing with bliss.

The pleasure in me soared, yet the insatiable craving gnawed at me harder, making me yearn for more of him.

I tried to rub against him, but his right hand, which pinned down my waist, made me unable to grind against him.

"Ahhh. Wyatt, more, please." I pleaded, my desperation clearly revealed in my voice as the cravings intensified.

I squirmed in pleasure as he left my right breast and moved to the other. "Oh. Wyatt." My toes curled, and as I gripped the sheet, my back arched in pleasure.

Tears trickled down my eyes. Why is Wyatt teasing me so much? Why? I grabbed Wyatt's hand and shifted it down my fold needily. "Wyatt. More. More. I need you in me." I whimpered and tried to press his fingers into my fold. I want him to stroke me. To ease my pain.

However, he refused and instead ruffled my pubic hair with his hands. He pinched my hardened nipples with his other hand. My body shook, and I moaned loudly. "Wyatt." I mewled

"Baby." Wyatt slowly kissed and sucked my breast and stomach and began to inch down. I sighed in relief and pleasure, expecting him to continue to work his magic on me.

Suddenly, Wyatt broke the kiss and separated from me. He stared into my eyes. "Maia, I really love you. I'm glad that I have you." He expressed, his voice laced with sincerity.

I felt my heart skip a beat due to happiness. He loves me. Wyatt loves me. I think this is the best estrus that ever happened to me.

I parted my lips, but before I could say a word, Wyatt grabbed my chin and captured my lips for a French kiss.

Suddenly, he stroked my fold twice, making me turn limp on the bed. He bit my ears before whispering next to my ear wickedly. "Did Oswald touch you yet?" He asked while teasing my fold entrance with his fingers.

My face turned hot, and I whimpered pitifully. "He touched me with his fingers and tongue," I whined pitifully. Can it be that Wyatt wouldn't want me because of...

"Then I'm your first. Good. You're mine now." He growled loudly, and I whimpered as a response.

Wyatt picked up a lube from the drawer and coated his fingers and my entrance with the lube. He stroked my fold twice, making my hips arch reflexively.

"You're so tight. It'll hurt a bit. Tell me when you can bear it, okay?" Wyatt purred and gently allowed his index finger into my throbbing and needing core while sucking my lower lip fervently.

I whimpered, feeling uncomfortable at the foreign invasion, but I craved more of this feeling to pay attention to the pain.

"Go on, please. Faster." I whimpered as the uncomfortable feeling I was having was slowly replaced with intense pleasure. I moaned with every stroke of Wyatt while gripping the sheet tightly, my toes curling with pleasure.

"Cute." Wyatt kissed my forehead and gently allowed another finger into my core, making me tremble and moan in pleasure.

"Call me husband." He growled while stroking my fold. He dipped one more finger, making it a total of three fingers.

I arched my brows and stared at him with teary eyes. "Hubby, please. I want you in me now." I whimpered pleadingly, making his eyes light up.

Wyatt's finger sped up their actions as they went in and out of my core.

Wyatt's worried eyes fell on me. Somehow, I understood what his gaze was expressing. He was trying to prepare me well so it wouldn't hurt for my first time. "Baby, I'm…"

I shut his lips with my lips. "Just put it in. I can deal with the pain. Besides, you've prepared me a lot, hubby." I purposely called him hubby, knowing how much he liked it when I used the tag on him.

Wyatt reluctantly nodded and took out his fingers, which were now coated with my slick and the lube. "Then let me know when it hurts, okay?" He coaxed, and I nodded.

Wyatt grabbed the lube and coated his length with it. He grabbed my chin and placed a chaste kiss on my lips. "Alright?" He asked while staring into my eyes intently as if to confirm that I agreed.

"Yes, hubby." I moaned and hooked my hands around his neck with determination.

Wyatt nodded and positioned the head of his length at the entrance of my core. Slowly, he entered me while kissing me and stroking my skin.

My body grew tense at the invasion. Although Wyatt had prepared me, he has a very big and thick length. My brows knitted and my lips parted slightly; my body went limp.

Wyatt's breath turned ragged. Sweat sheen on his forehead, and his face wrinkled in agony. Upon staring into my eyes, his expression softened. "Are you okay?" He inquired out of concern for me.

"Just don't stop," I whispered with gritted teeth.

Wyatt nodded and gave his palm to me. "Bite, because I'm making you mine completely." He whispered and placed his clean left palm next to my lips for me to bite.

I shook my head to refuse, but before I could, he slammed into me in a not-forceful way.

"Arggghhhh!" I screamed and bit into Wyatt's palm due to the feeling of a weird pinching sensation that ensued due to him ripping my virginity.

A fusion of agony and ecstasy intertwined in me immediately.

Wyatt stilled, his lips parted slightly, and his chest heaved. His breath was very harsh. However, I couldn't fail to make out the ecstatic triumph smile on his face.

Wyatt's expression softened upon staring at my face. He placed a chaste kiss on my lips and ran his hand through my hair, sending tingles spreading through me. "Baby, are you okay? I'm sorry it hurts." He purred gently to comfort me.

"Yes." I nodded gently; my limp arms regained strength, and I wrapped them tighter around Wyatt's neck.

My chest heaved heavily, and my breath came out in a pant, feeling Wyatt's fullness deep in me. I felt so full, and all my thoughts were on how Wyatt filled me up and made me feel perfect.

Wyatt kissed my forehead and stayed still, letting me get used to the overwhelming him. Soon, I felt the pain reside, and a languid ache replaced the painful feeling.

"Wyatt, more." I implored softly, my voice laced with desire and anticipation. My heat had become stronger, and now I itched and craved for him more than before.

"Okay, baby," Wyatt replied in a husky, deep tone, and he nodded in understanding. He gently planted his kiss on my forehead, my eyes, my nose, and down to my lips before placing a final kiss on my chin.

He eased back slowly, making my lips part in a moan. I gripped his shoulder tighter, only to feel him thrust slowly into me. I arched my back at the pleasure and moaned his name loudly.

Wyatt's lips shifted to my nipples, and he began to suck fervently as he thrust in and out of me slowly, easing me.

Soon, I grew accustomed to the overwhelming feeling. My hips began to move tentatively to meet his thrust. However, he pressed my waist down, making me unable to move.

"Wyatt." I gripped his shoulder hard, a silent action meant to beg him to increase his pace.

"I want to make love to you properly." Wyatt coaxed and chewed my lower lip.

I nodded and bit my lower lips to stifle the moan as he slowly yet firmly thrust into me. I closed my eyes and moaned silently, feeling a heavenly feeling spread through me with every slow thrust of his.

"Baby, open your eyes and look at me." Wyatt purred.

"Hm, hubby?" I stared at him, half-lidded. My lips parted with every thrust, my breasts jiggling up and down.

"Baby, I love your face. I love your hair, I love your eyes, and I love your nose. I love your lips. I love your scent…" With every praise of Wyatt was his slow, deep thrust.

I felt joyful tingles spread through me due to his praise. I start to stiffen as he thrusts on and on while praising me.

My body quivers as a sweet sensation begins to build in me; a sheen of sweat gathers over my forehead and every skin.

My breath hitched, and I couldn't help closing my eyes. My brain turned mushy, and my thoughts scattered.

Wyatt's finger lowered to my fold lips, and he began to stroke with every thrust, making the pleasure double. His thumb brushes over my clit and rubs circles that make spots appear in my vision.

"hubby, please…" I cried out while clutching the sheet tighter. I dragged in a ragged breath and held it, my whole body flushing with heat.

Close. I'm so close. I. Just a little bit. Just…

He thrust it deep into me and held it there. His knot began to grow and stretch until it felt like he was on the verge of ripping me into two, making me groan. I could feel his knot deep in my womb.

“Come for me, baby,” he growled. His lips planted kisses from my forehead down to my neck. He nuzzled the side of my neck and licked my scent gland.

I whimpered and bared my neck to him as a form of submission. Wyatt licked and sucked my gland to seek my permission.

Without hesitation, I nodded to him, granting him consent to make us complete. To make us one.

His canines elongated, and they scraped over my skin before sinking into my flesh.

Waves of agony and pleasure coursed through me. My walls squeeze his length as his canines are buried deep, biting his bond into me until something in my chest cracks and he sneaks in, his soul melding with mine. To make us one. Immediately, I felt him, his thoughts.

I let out a half-groan and a half-scream.

My thighs quaked and my toes curled as I exploded around him, reaching my climax. Slick gushes out of me rapidly.

Wyatt knots began to swell inside me again, and I groaned his name loudly, feeling sensitive to his fullness.

"Baby." Wyatt's length suddenly jerked, and he sprayed hot seeds deep into my womb, feeling me and flooding up, causing my flat stomach to bulge slightly.

I exhaled a pleasure sob, and tears trickled down my eyes.

A wash of euphoria floods the both of us immediately, his canines still buried in my neck as deeply as his knot is locked into me.

I flutter around his knot, milking more cum from him.

Wyatt's canines retracted from my neck, and he licked it, causing the pain to be replaced with pleasure that spread tingles around me.

Exhaustion and relief overwhelmed me, and I felt my heat reside.

The world blurred immediately. My eyes fluttered shut, and I descended into the blissful oblivion of unconsciousness.

(Why didn't I upload yesterday? Don't blame me; I'm just a poor writer who sucks at writing smut. I had to stay all night for this. So please don't forget to support this author with your votes, gifts, and comments.)