Isabel and the Wolf: (Part 2) Read Online Free PDF
Author: Ariana Hawkes
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Paranormal, Adult, Wolf, Erotic, Werewolf, shape shifter, mates, 4 Part Serial Ebook
with a thrill of pleasure. He moved lower, cupping her pussy and lightly stroking her clit. She bit her lip to keep from crying out. She could see his fingers getting slick from her wetness.
“I think you’re ready now,” he said.
Isabel suppressed a snarky “ You reckon?” She was wetter than she’d ever been before, and almost at the point of begging him to take her. Gently, he moved her forwards onto her knees, and then further, so she was on all fours. Isabel looked over her shoulder at him in surprise. This wasn’t what she’d anticipated at all. But he seemed unperturbed. His hand caressed her pussy from behind and he slid two fingers inside her. It felt so good to her sensitized flesh that she let out a moan. He began to move his fingers in and out of her, slowly, infuriatingly slowly. It was so intense, but Isabel needed more. Unconsciously she started to rock her hips, pushing herself against him. He kept his hand steady, allowing her to move as she wanted. Without realizing it, she’d arched her back, lifting her ass, and letting her head drop down low. Abruptly, Peter’s fingers slid out of her.
“Stay exactly where you are,” he said. Isabel did as he told her, keeping herself still, vulnerable though she was. An image from her dream of killing the rabbit flashed through her mind. She shook her head to rid herself of it. Leaves crackled as he stood and moved away from her. He walked over to his pants and took something out of the pocket. Condom ? she guessed. She watched him walk back to her, his cock huge and stiff like a weapon, and she felt both sexy and ashamed to be waiting for him in that position.
The Wolf crouched behind her again. She sensed, rather than saw him arching over her. His hands came down on either side of hers, and she turned her head to look at him.
“Don’t look around.” His voice was a harsh whisper in her ear. She trembled, feeling herself surrounded by him, as if in a cage, although his body was barely touching hers anywhere. Suddenly, his teeth were on the nape of her neck, sinking in hard enough to hurt. She whimpered and he loosened his grip, but pushed her further down, so her face was pressed against the animal pelt. The tip of his cock brushed against her pussy, teasing her, building and building on her arousal. Gradually he began to enter her. An inch or so slid inside and she gasped. He was really big, and she wasn’t sure if she could take him all, especially in that position. He seemed to understand though, slipping in very slowly. Isabel bit down on her thumb as he eased the widest part inside her. He paused, and she let her breath out in a rush. It seemed to hurt even more than when she’d lost her virginity, but it was also starting to feel really good. She loved the sensation of her muscles yielding to him.
“Is it ok?” he whispered.
“Yes,” she managed to say. He started to make tiny movements in and out, each one setting her nerve endings on fire. Isabel forced herself to keep still, scared she’d tempt him to push all of his length into her before she was ready. He continued moving in and out, going deeper every few thrusts. It was incredible, an overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure, and Isabel didn’t restrain herself from sighing and moaning. Her muscles were fluttering in little spasms and waves of euphoria flooded through her body.
At last, The Wolf stopped and withdrew himself, so that he was only just inside her. His teeth closed on her neck as sharply as before, but this time she stifled a yelp. He held her still and paused for several long seconds. Isabel trembled again. She couldn’t see him at all in the position she was in, her face pressed into the animal skin, and she had no idea what he was waiting for. Suddenly, in a fluid movement, he pushed himself all the way into her. Isabel cried out, as much from the shock as anything. She was transfixed. His pelvis was pressing against her ass, and her body was completely open to
“I think you’re ready now,” he said.
Isabel suppressed a snarky “ You reckon?” She was wetter than she’d ever been before, and almost at the point of begging him to take her. Gently, he moved her forwards onto her knees, and then further, so she was on all fours. Isabel looked over her shoulder at him in surprise. This wasn’t what she’d anticipated at all. But he seemed unperturbed. His hand caressed her pussy from behind and he slid two fingers inside her. It felt so good to her sensitized flesh that she let out a moan. He began to move his fingers in and out of her, slowly, infuriatingly slowly. It was so intense, but Isabel needed more. Unconsciously she started to rock her hips, pushing herself against him. He kept his hand steady, allowing her to move as she wanted. Without realizing it, she’d arched her back, lifting her ass, and letting her head drop down low. Abruptly, Peter’s fingers slid out of her.
“Stay exactly where you are,” he said. Isabel did as he told her, keeping herself still, vulnerable though she was. An image from her dream of killing the rabbit flashed through her mind. She shook her head to rid herself of it. Leaves crackled as he stood and moved away from her. He walked over to his pants and took something out of the pocket. Condom ? she guessed. She watched him walk back to her, his cock huge and stiff like a weapon, and she felt both sexy and ashamed to be waiting for him in that position.
The Wolf crouched behind her again. She sensed, rather than saw him arching over her. His hands came down on either side of hers, and she turned her head to look at him.
“Don’t look around.” His voice was a harsh whisper in her ear. She trembled, feeling herself surrounded by him, as if in a cage, although his body was barely touching hers anywhere. Suddenly, his teeth were on the nape of her neck, sinking in hard enough to hurt. She whimpered and he loosened his grip, but pushed her further down, so her face was pressed against the animal pelt. The tip of his cock brushed against her pussy, teasing her, building and building on her arousal. Gradually he began to enter her. An inch or so slid inside and she gasped. He was really big, and she wasn’t sure if she could take him all, especially in that position. He seemed to understand though, slipping in very slowly. Isabel bit down on her thumb as he eased the widest part inside her. He paused, and she let her breath out in a rush. It seemed to hurt even more than when she’d lost her virginity, but it was also starting to feel really good. She loved the sensation of her muscles yielding to him.
“Is it ok?” he whispered.
“Yes,” she managed to say. He started to make tiny movements in and out, each one setting her nerve endings on fire. Isabel forced herself to keep still, scared she’d tempt him to push all of his length into her before she was ready. He continued moving in and out, going deeper every few thrusts. It was incredible, an overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure, and Isabel didn’t restrain herself from sighing and moaning. Her muscles were fluttering in little spasms and waves of euphoria flooded through her body.
At last, The Wolf stopped and withdrew himself, so that he was only just inside her. His teeth closed on her neck as sharply as before, but this time she stifled a yelp. He held her still and paused for several long seconds. Isabel trembled again. She couldn’t see him at all in the position she was in, her face pressed into the animal skin, and she had no idea what he was waiting for. Suddenly, in a fluid movement, he pushed himself all the way into her. Isabel cried out, as much from the shock as anything. She was transfixed. His pelvis was pressing against her ass, and her body was completely open to