The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven-Chapter 524: Fit Perfectly

[Draven].

"D—Draven..." Meredith moaned my name as her neck leaned to the side, as if beckoning me for some kisses. And I did give it.

As Meredith slowly started to pump my cock, and my finger slipped inside her pussy to explore, I leaned in and pressed soft kisses along her neck and the area above her chest. Then, I slipped another finger inside her.

A loud moan escaped her lips. Her voice was too loud. Though the others were still enjoying the bonfire, I couldn’t risk anyone hearing the sounds of the pleasure I was giving her, escaping her lips.

No one else should hear how she sounded while being fingered by me. Her voice was for me and me alone to listen to, and to awaken my arousal more.

Slowly, I leaned back and continued to slip my fingers in and out of Meredith’s pussy. But she couldn’t take anymore.

"P—Please... Dra—." She begged me, as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

I know what she was asking for. It wasn’t just for me to fuck her faster with my fingers. She wanted my cock, plunged deep inside of her.

It’s been a while since we had sex. Her pussy missed my pleasurable cock, and mine missed her sweet honey pull.

If it were possible to remain buried deep inside of her, only swelling and fucking her when her pussy pulsed with need. Then, there would be no better life than this.

At the same time, I slipped my fingers from her, and moved away. Her hand released my throbbing cock. And quickly, I took off my shorts and dumped on the floor, next to the bed as she watched me.

When I turned my full attention back to her, she laid down on her back, giving me a part view of her pussy.

So, I knelt down and spread her legs apart roughly, making room for myself. I could smell her arousal, and her pussy glinted with wetness. The pulse between us intensified, linking us.

Settling between her thighs, I heard her hold her breath, and I ploughed in without giving her time to adjust.

She cried out, a sound that was pain mixed with pleasure. It was a sound I knew well, and I lived for all the days of my life with her.

"Oh my god," she breathed.

I loved it when my wife craved my hardness, and even welcomed it fully.

Leaning down, I silenced her with a kiss. She wrapped her arms around me, her nails digging into my back as I thrusted inside her.

Her hips lifted and fell in rhythm, matching my movements, our bodies coming together as both of us began to pant.

"Fuck!" She cursed.

Though she looked so sultry right now cursing like that, I enjoyed it because it meant one thing. My cock was positioned properly inside her, and was fucking her in the right angle, the way she wanted.

Meanwhile, her tits pressed against my chest, sending shivers down my spine. I kissed her again, then bit down on her lower lip almost hard enough to draw blood.

I loved how crazy her breasts always made me go.

Back earlier, before we left for the bonfire, I was tempted to just bury my face in them, grab and fondle them gently with my big palms, and suck the life out of them, without minding we might be late.

But she didn’t let me stare enough to have my way and birth my desire before pulling me to dress up.

Meredith’s moan pulled my attention back to her, then she arched her back, lifting her hips just right. My cock responded. It tightened, nearly ready for release.

I wasn’t surprised at how quickly and easily my wife had brought me to this point. She always had that effect on me. Also, my swelling cock knew it belonged to her, so it just responds with every little push from her dripping wet pussy.

But now wasn’t the time to have a release. I wasn’t satisfied as we had only just got started for the night, so I pulled out my cock—a difficult but worthy move that made me feel pain and heaviness.

I moved a little away from her, taking deep breaths to try and calm my hungry desire, and slow down the pace a bit.

But in that moment, Meredith spoke. "Why did you stop?"

Her words were breathy, and her gaze hooded. She was nearly panting. This time, there was no pulse. She just stared at me lustfully.

She wanted my cock. I knew that too well because I also wanted her with everything in me. And now, that look, that voice, had awakened something deeper in me.

"Don’t show mercy..." Rhovan said, his growl drifting past my subconsciousness.

Instantly, a growl escaped my lips. I grabbed Meredith and turned her over onto her stomach as I positioned myself behind her.

It didn’t help that I had to watch her beautiful view through the back, plus her constant arousal attacking my sense of smell.

So, I pulled her hips toward me and gently entered her from behind. Next, my fingers dug into her ass, keeping her in place as I began to thrust hard.

Each thrust was like a test. How long could I go until I lost control again?

And at the same time, I wanted to give her the pleasure she had been begging and dying for since the mate bond snapped between us at the bonfire.

Meredith moaned, her skin hot under my touch. I leaned in until my lips touched her neck, kissing her while she squirmed under

Her moans grew to cries, and just when I thought I couldn’t hold out anymore, she let out a scream of pleasure.

"Arrgghh... Mhmm... Urghaaahhh—"

I gave in as her body pulsed under me, taking me deeper inside her as I groaned loudly and released my hot seed inside her.

My own body convulsed a bit as I filled her with the entire pleasure my body had built up.

At the same time, I watched some of my seeds spill and drip along her thighs because her pussy was full—too full to take any more.

Finally, I slipped out of her, and we both collapsed on the bed. I brushed the sweat-slicked hair away from her forehead and kissed her gently.

Then, I gathered her against my chest, one arm secure around her back, my chin resting against the crown of her head. She fit there perfectly. Like she always had.