Controlled Surrender (8 page)

Jayson crossed his arms over his chest. He
stood beside the bed and observed me. I counted to two-hundred
seventy-three before he moved. He sat down on the bed in front of
me.

“I need you to understand why I did what I
did. You can bite me. Hell, I’m open to just about anything. But I
won’t be rushed. There’s nothing you can do that will change my
pace. It’s my job to take care of you, and that means in every way,
but especially physically. Do you understand?”

Damn him for sounding so calm, cool and
collected. Damn him for being extremely reasonable and equally
irritating.

I nodded my head, acknowledging that I
understood nonetheless.

He removed the gag, peppering my jaw with
kisses as he slid it over my head and tossed it away.

“For the love of all things holy, please
behave. I don’t think I can take much more,” he pleaded in a growl.
He nipped my chin.

I couldn’t help but smile. It was nice to
know that I wasn’t the only one suffering.

Chapter 16

JAYSON

Fuck me, I was so goddamn close to spilling
my seed it wasn’t even funny. Seeing her obey, watching her
surrender pushed me to the edge. I wanted to throw her back against
the bed and plunge into her, but I couldn’t. Damn my control for
getting in the way at times. I knew I had to lay down the law from
the beginning. I didn’t want to have to fight her over her own
pleasure. She would be far happier if she let me take the lead.

I kissed her lips, not lingering. I shimmied
down her body, kissing every swell, every dimple, every divot along
the way. She clenched her fists at her side. I smiled, pleased with
her efforts to keep from fidgeting when I knew she wanted to.

“Don’t move,” I commanded.

Her expression was adorable, a mix of
excitement and apprehension. It reminded me of an eager pup who
wanted to, but was worried about doing it.

I kissed the inside of her
thighs before I focused on her pussy. She held her breath as I slid
my arms around her hips. Shifting, my cock slid along the comforter
enough to have me teetering over the edge.
Fuck!
I needed to get her primed and
ready.

Without delay, I thrust my tongue inside her.
I twirled it within her channel, caressing her sensitive inner
flesh.

“Oh, fuck!” she cried.

I chuckled at her language. I’d never heard
her curse.

She fisted the sheets as I glided my tongue
up and around her clit.

I completed the same irritably steady loop. I
shoved my tongue inside her, curling it, pressing all around her
inner channel before I moved up and around her tight bud.

I watched her closely, waiting for her to
react.

I studied her, never ceasing my teasing path,
as her face scrunched. It took another round before she bit her
bottom lip. It was three more laps before her breathing became
erratically labored. Another four times around the trail and she
began whimpering, her stomach muscles clamping down even as her
soft belly fluttered with every fitful breath.

I traced the same circle once more before I
sucked her clit into my mouth and rubbed my tongue against it. She
flew. She cried out, her mouth forming the perfect ‘o’ as her body
splintered beneath me. Her limbs trembled, her pussy fluttered as
her climax washed through her.

Before I could second-guess myself, I
pounced. I plunged my cock deep inside her, groaning as pre-come
burst from the tip the moment I pushed past her boned wall. Her
inner walls compressed tightly around my prick, damn near squeezing
him into sudden surrender. In the distance, I heard her shriek.

I snapped my attention to her. Her face was
contorted in pain. Damn it. I thought it would be less painful if I
didn’t draw things out, if I jumped in at the height of her
pleasure that the pain would be somewhat tolerable.

I kissed the creases in her twisted features.
“I’m sorry, sweetie. I promise it only gets better from here,
okay?”

She barely nodded her head in
acknowledgement.

“You want to bite me?” I asked, hoping to
distract her.

I received a fraction of a smile before she
shook her head ‘no.’

“I’m going to move. Stop me if it hurts too
much, okay?”

She, again, barely nodded her head in
agreement.

My wolf surprised me by tapping on my
surface. He’d snuck up on me while I was lost in her.

I concentrated on her. Her pussy was gripping
my cock like a fucking vise. I’d never felt anything so exquisite
before.

Carefully, I slid my cock through her tight
folds. The moment she winced, I paused.

Sweat dotted my brow as I held deathly still
inside her. God, I wanted to pump hard and fast into her sweet
pussy, but I could never hurt her like that. Her needs and wants
would always come before my own.

My muscles quivered as I held myself over
her.

I brushed a stray hair off her face. I kissed
her forehead and cheek.

She swallowed hard. “You can move.” Her voice
was barely above a whisper.

I gave her a few more seconds before I rocked
gently back and forth within that same inch of channel, trying to
help her adjust to me.

She bit her lip, digging her nails into my
biceps. “I’m not trying to tell you what to do, but-“ She took an
erratic breath.

“Tell me, sweetie.”

“Slow is so much worse!”

I froze. My groin contracted, my body longing
for permission to let go. “I don’t want to hurt you any more than I
already have.”

She met my gaze, the plea visible in her eyes
before she even spoke it. “Please go fast, Jayson. Please make the
pain go away quicker. Make me feel good.”

My chest constricted. “It’s going to hurt a
bit more before it gets better, but I promise, I’ll make you feel
good.” I made sure I said it with conviction.

The trust in her eyes was the final straw. I
surged forward, hitting her cervix before pulling to the hilt and
lunging back in. She screamed, tears shining in her eyes. Had it
not have been for the determined set of her features, I would have
stopped altogether.

I moved in and out of her, my dick passing
easier and easier through her taut channel. I loved the feel of her
beneath me, around me. But I wanted her to love my touch
equally.

“Listen to me, Laina.” She focused on me.
“Roll your nipples between your fingers.” I passed my hand over her
breast, showing her. “Like that.”

Hesitantly, she slid her hands over her
breasts. Shit. Maybe that was a bad idea. Goddamn. She was even
sexier doing that little move. My wolf growled his approval near
the surface. He’d been quietly biding his time, waiting for the
right moment to pounce.

Fuck. I needed to get her off so I could mark
her.

She obediently tweaked her tight peaks. I
watched as her expression relaxed, the pain gradually slipping
away.

I shifted my weight to one arm and slid my
hand down between us, over her lush curves and down to her jewel. I
slipped my thumb through her lips, seeking her bundle of nerves. I
knew the second I’d found the right spot when she gasped, a tiny
moan escaping on her exhale.

Thank you!

I wrapped my arm around her, beneath her back
and back around to hold her beautiful, wide hips. I kept my thumb
moving over her clit, but the new position of my other arm gave me
the leverage I needed to drive into her in short, quick bursts.

Pleasure shot through my core as heat rushed
through my veins. I pumped into her in rapid succession, losing
myself in the feel of her, the scent of her, the sound of her and
the vision of her. God, she was beautiful. Her back was arched
perfectly over my arm, her hands were plucking her taut nipples as
she cried out, squirming to meet my thrusts.

Intimate pleasure tightened my chest, drawing
me back physically for a moment. The way she gave herself up to me
was awe-inspiring. She was so strong, so brave.

I captured her lips, likewise catching her
moans. “You feel so fucking amazing.” I kissed her hard. “You’re so
beautiful.” I trailed my mouth along her jaw and back to her lips.
“I love you.”

Chapter 17

LAINA

His gentleness was humbling. He’d been so
careful with me; he treated me like a priceless valuable, like I
was worth treasuring.

He feathered me with compliments between
brushes of his lips, but I was too overwhelmed with sensations to
truly appreciate them. Pleasure shot from every part of me; tingles
of erotic bliss shook every nerve.

He trailed his mouth along my jaw before
moving back to claim my lips once again. His tongue swept inside my
mouth for a brief moment. He gently withdrew his lips. “I love
you.”

My mind reeled; my heart reached out to him.
God, why had I fought it, him, this, for so long?

“I love you too.” And I meant it. I so meant
it.

My body pressed down on itself as my wolf
stirred to the surface, seeming prepared to break free for the
first time in far too many years. I’d abused her for so long,
burying her beneath the mountain of dark emotions. There were far
too many things for me to regret, but not nearly enough time to
dedicate to the exhausting effort.

My womb tightened to an intolerable level; my
muscles stiffened, feeling like they were on the verge of cramping
even as pleasure continued to shoot in tiny torrents through me.
This was the same pleasure/pain combo that Jayson brought me to
yesterday.

I fidgeted beneath him. I needed something
more, but didn’t know what. Everything felt good, but it fell
short.

“What do you need?” I was amazed at how
attuned he was to me already.

“I don’t know.” I bit my bottom lip,
frustration getting the best of me.

“Hold on, sweetie.” He moved both hands under
and around my arms. He grabbed my shoulders. “Let go of your
breasts.”

The moment I let go of myself, my pleasure
began to dull. It felt like I was falling backwards instead of
forwards.

He pressed his body completely against mine.
He kissed the tip of my nose. “Trust me.”

I gazed at him. “Always.”

The air was knocked out of me when he began
frantically pounding into my pussy. His cock hit sensitive places
within me that had pleasure rocking my core; his flesh against my
flesh, slithering over me as he quickly pumped in and out of me
made it feel like he was all over me, filling me inside as he
swallowed me outside. His hands wrapped tightly around my
shoulders, creating a wall that sent me bouncing back into his
every thrust.

This new position caressed my body in
different ways; it sent me flying straight to the edge. It had me
holding onto him for dear life as his skilled moves overwhelmed my
body with pleasure, even as it clung tightly to a pressure-built
pain. My body clamped down in anticipation.

Abruptly, he changed position, hammering into
me at a new angle that pushed me over the edge. Fireworks burst
before my eyes as my body shuddered with wave after wave of erotic
pleasure. Liquid heat surged in my pussy as warmth spread through
my veins.

My heart thundered loudly in my chest; my
pulse doubled, echoing in my head. My pussy contracted around his
cock, my womb fluttered as an army of sensations shattered me.
Ripples of pleasure knocked through every layer of me as my soul
soared. In the distance I heard female cries, but didn’t attach
them to myself. Through my pleasure-filled fog, I felt a sting of
pain that disappeared almost as soon as it made its presence
known.

I clung to him, riding out the exhilarating
swells of passion. Elation kissed every muscle, caressed every
nerve. I never knew it could be so good. I never knew love could
make me feel like this.

I heard him groan against me as his hot seed
painted my cervix. His pace slowed substantially as he grunted with
exaggerated thrusts. Goose bumps broke out over my flesh as an
intimate pleasure sent shivers through me. I’d always imagined
seeing someone at the height of pleasure, with all theirs walls
crumbled on the ground around them, was the most personal, the most
intimate moment to witness. It was the greatest part of themselves
they could share with you.

My body tingled as the pleasure began to
dissipate; bliss lingered in its place. My heart nearly split with
love for Jayson.

He breathed heavily against my shoulder; his
arms held his weight off of me again. He pressed a tender kiss to
my flesh before he faced me.

I frowned as a brute throb shot from the
spot.

“Sorry, sweetie. It’s the one and only time.”
He kissed my forehead. “Unless you want more love bites…” He wagged
his brows.

“No!” I smacked at his chest.

He laughed. “That’s what I thought.”

“Do you want a love bite?” I cocked a brow,
challenging him.

“Hell yes.” I knew my eyes widened when he
tilted his head to the side. “Mark me, baby.”

“Um…”

He faced me again, meeting my gaze. “It’s
only fair, right? You’re marked, so why shouldn’t I be?”

I tried to hold back a smile, but couldn’t.
“Okay.”

God, how could I love someone so much? How
could my entire family no longer matter to me as long as I had him?
How did my entire existence shift to revolve around him?

He was everything I could have wanted,
everything I needed. Nature did know what she was doing.

I called upon my wolf. She was lying just
beneath my surface. She was shy and timid though after years of
neglect, years of captivity. Perhaps that was what I regretted the
most. I’d chosen food over the single most precious gift God had
given me: my wolf. It was a blessing to be a werewolf. Not every
one received this special bond with the beautiful animal. Not every
one had the talent to communicate with wolves like us. I discarded
that talent for food, an ungrateful, selfish move on my part.