You hold me close to your chest, most of our bodies hidden in the tangled blankets and illuminated only by a lamp in the corner casting a faint gold glow over everything. You kiss my lips gently, feeling me stir at the touch. "Ready for another round?" You whisper, and I don't even need the little light to see the smirk on your face; rubbing it in that you can tire me out and not the other way around. I roll over though don't get entirely out of your arms, grumbling "No I'm tired; sleeping." "...And she turns her back on me." You chuckle, pulling me closer again but slowly releasing me to move your hands; brushing my hair away from my neck and shoulder with one, the other gliding down my side and resting on my hip, squeezing it slightly. "I will bite you; don't even think about it." I growl, glancing back at you. "Really? Where and how hard?" You ask, sounding far too interested. My reply is unautible, perhaps just another growl but silenced when you start kissing down my throat from behind. I tilt my head back slowly to reveal more area for you to kiss and nip, bruises from your teeth visable from earlier sessions but you're gentle over them, your hand sliding down to my thigh and then between my legs, stopped from fingering me by only the blanket. You continue kissing my skin along my shoulder, reaching a certain spot where you bite softly and almost physically feel my resistance and desire to sleep melt with a dying shudder. "Y-You're not luring me in again, rotten w-w-wolf.." I manage to stutter and hold back my moan, and you smile. "What if it's what your /master/ wants?" You whisper the question in my ear, slowly coaxing me to rest on my back instead by pulling away slightly. You slide your hands under the blanket, palm skimming down my chest, tummy, leg then resting on my inner thigh, thumb teasingly brushing between my legs. A weak moan escapes my lips but I bite my tongue, studying you for a moment before reaching out and taking your face in my hands, jerking you closer for a kiss. I open my mouth inviting your tongue, which you happily give as you push three fingers deep into me. My back arches and I moan loudly, kissing you more intently and viciously before letting you go to breath. You press your fingers against my g-spot and start to thrust them into me roughly, going slow and deep to hear me beg. This time, however, I again bite my tongue to not do such, trying to stifle my whimpers and moans of pleasure. You laugh, removing your fingers. "laying hard to get? You know I can make you loud if I want." "Someone is overconfident and you cannot..." I'm cut off with a whimper of surprise, seeing you've dissappeared under the blanket. "Wait, Keith, that's cheating, that's-" Interupted again though this time by the feel of your warm, wet tongue on my inner thighs, lapping higher and higher. "Keith..." I try to speak normally but it comes out instead a breathy moan, feeling your tongue swirl my cum inside of me. You begin an attack on my wet, sore pussy, suddenly raking your nails down my thighs as you dig in like a starving animal and savage my clit with your tongue before pressing your tongue inside of me and making my breath catch. I don't even try to speak anymore, my body shivering and hardly able to do anything but moan, louder and louder until I'm almost screaming and driven insane by being brought to the edge more than once but not being allowed to climax. You peek out from under the blanket, a confident smirk/grin on your face as my cum drips from your lips. "You're getting a little loud, hun." You say teasingly, though I'm aware you love making me loud. "S-Sorry, I-I-I...Please..." I moan weakly, unable to see straight from being so turned on. Without listening to me plead for you to make me cum, you go back benieth the sheets, starting to flick your tongue deep inside me as you force my thighs further apart for easier access. My nails claw the sheets desperately, screaming your name as I climax hard and feel my body spazz before going still, vision spinning. You kiss your way up my body, pausing at my breast to flick your tongue over my hard nipples then, unable to resist, to bite them and tease me even more with your mouth. You kiss and nip my collarbone, grinding your teeth over my skin, up my neck and along my jaw to kiss me and make me taste my own cum. I trail my tongue over your lips seductively before resting back on my pillow,trying not to pant though unable to calm my heartbeat. You smile, one hand's fingers running through my hair and pulling on it slightly, as my arms move around your neck. "You know that was kinda cruel." I murmur, gazing up at you. "I could be worse and you'd still love it," You retort, though your smile remaining sweet. "...Shush." I reluctantly grumble, wrapping one of my legs around your waist before rethinking and removing it. This makes you whimper, thinking you've lost, but that thought disappears when I slip down beneath you; kissing down your body to your thighs. I twirl my tongue along your cock slowly, feeling you move your legs further apart slightly to have better balance; you now being up on all fours instead of leaning over me. I rest my hand on the back of your thigh, sliding my sweet, soft lips down your cock before pressing my teeth gently against your skin; hearing you moan "harder" but teasingly refusing to obey as I move to have just the tip in my mouth and starting to suck faintly. You moan again, unable to silence it to at least show your irritation in me not listening; starting to press your hips forward just to test my reaction. I open my mouth slightly to allow the full length of you in my mouth, the tip hitting the back of my throat which is when I bite down hard with my teeth around the base, licking along the underside and feeling you start to throb against my tongue. You nearly shred the blankets as you claw at them, whimpering from the feel of my teeth; hardly able to moan or growl, your breath coming in gasps. I slowly let up on the aggressive bite, feeling your legs shake as you lean back some to draw your cock out but then you stop; feeling my teeth brush when just the tip is in my mouth, and you hesitantly come forward again. I purr around my new gag, knowing you've caught on when you start thrusting into my mouth and feel me suck viciously, squeezing your balls with one hand and the other's nails digging into the back of your thigh. You shudder, moaning louder as you start thrusting harder-I stop you with another rough bite, trapping you in my warm, wet mouth which is when you howl. You buck hard, going blind for a moment from the force of your cum fighting past the grip of my teeth and shooting into my mouth. I swallow down all that I can get, then start sucking mercilessly like a vacuum to draw out more. Your nails tear the sheets as you nearly scream, trying to tell me to calm down but the words not stringing together and your vision still swimming in front of your eyes. I pull away slowly, giving your dick a thorough licking to ensure not a drop was missed on it then coming back up, my head appearing between your hands which grip the sheets/blanket so hard they've turned paper-white. You gaze down at me, panting and even trembling slightly, before lowering yourself down next to me then reaching over to swipe your finger gently over my lower lip, finding a drop of your cum there. You let me take your finger in my mouth and suck it gently, drawing a shudder from you before I lick the drop away and release your finger. Immediately you slide the finger I had just licked into me, making me squirm some in surprise but slowly relax on the mattress and close my eyes. You gently pull the finger out and press on my clit, watching my back arch and me draw in a sharp breath. You lean over me and spread my legs with yours before grabbing my wrist and placing my hand down between our bodies, making me guide your already-throbbing again cock into myself. I refuse the first time and you use my hand against me, making me rub my clitoris and ignoring my whimpers; in fact, relishing in them, every little … moan you draw from me and eventually I do guide your cock into my wet pussy, rotating my hips to take you deep. Mid-way, however, you catch my hips and slam the full length of your cock into me, making me scream in both pain and pleasure; feeling stretched but wonderfully so. You growl, and start to thrust hard and fast into me, making the bed move and rock. I tilt my head back as you bite into my neck savagely, only encouraged by my moans of "God yes, my wolf, my master" while your nails drag down my sides and pull my hair. You kiss me roughly before licking my neck and chest, feeling my body shiver alluringly beneath you which only makes you thrust harder. I press my hips up against yours, now finally replacing my legs around your waist to hold you close. Seeing my opportunity I lean up and sink my teeth into your neck, drawing blood almost immediately. You moan my name, gasping for breath as your hands grab at the back of my thighs before you cum again, feeling our combined cum drip down my thighs and onto the bed/sheets. We both stay like that for a few minutes, me trying to stop shaking and calm down, you ontop of me, still in me, and slowly starting to kiss away any drops of blood on my body you drew. You move off me reluctantly, kissing me longingly before resting your head on your actual pillow and wrapping your arms around my waist to hold me against you while we sleep. I peck your lips, murmuring contently "Think you can sleep now?" Though I receive no responce other than a weak brush of your lips on my forehead as you start to doze. I laugh softly, "And /I'm/ the … to fall asleep. Hearing my words, however, your eyes open and you glance at me before moving like a predator jumping on its prey; having me on my back under you with my arms pinned above my head in a second. "What was that, hun?" You whisper with your lips against my windpipe, making me shiver from your breath. "N-Nothing." "I could have sworn I heard you complaining about being /my/ … but I'm not-" I try to respond but fall silent when your tongue trails along my collarbone, your hands sliding down my arms to pin my shoulders down instead as you start licking my nipples until they harden and ache to be bitten and pinched. "You know what that means, don't you?" You ask with your mouth now next to my ear. Knowing I can't speak, you continue, your voice a low sexy growl. "It means that if I tied you to this bed..." You switch both my wrists to one of your hands, the other dragging your nails lightly down my body, "and made love to you all tonight, tomorrow, and tomorrow night, whenever and /however/ I wanted, you wouldn't love it." Your nails dig into my wrists slightly as your other cups my left breast, running your thumb over my hard nipple. "It means if I brought out the whip right now, you wouldn't shake like an excited puppy whose owner just got home from a long day of being away. And you wouldn't beg for me to dominate you in the least. Are you trying to tell me that?" The last question is more of a growl with your lips against my throat, before to lean up and kiss my inner wrists. "Because we could test how much of a … "are not", love. I'd be happy to." You look down at me, a devilish sparkle in your too-captivating eyes, and I can tell you aren't bluffing. You press your leg between my thighs finding me wet, and you chuckle. "Seems like you'd be happy to, too." You trail kisses down my arms to my shoulder then up my neck to my lips, parting them confidently with your tongue to kiss me long and hard. I moan softly when you press your body down against mine, pinning me as we kiss before moving away slightly. I automatically whimper, sitting up and reaching for you which makes you laugh. You press me back down on the bed lightly, telling me to stay before exiting the room. I reluctantly do, my gaze locked on the door awaiting your return. My hands slide down to my breasts and I begin to squeeze and claw at them lightly, moaning quietly. I quickly snap my hands away when you enter, holding a few satin scarves and leather straps. "We'll see if you behave," You say, returning to the bed and straddling my waist as you lean over me. You pull my wrists over my head and tie them to separate pieces of the headboard so they are spread. You move down and force my legs open; I, having decided I was going to be disobedient, had snapped them closed and refused to move. A few light scratches on my thighs and kisses around my naval quickly convinced me otherwise, and you tie my ankles to the end of the bed, also spread wide. "These are easier to get off if I want you in a different position...but misbehave and..." You trail off, just smirking; an expression that makes me just WANT to misbehave. I gaze at you innocently enough though, winning a few more kisses up my tummy to my chest. Only then I realize the leather straps I saw are actually the whip; drawing a long whimper from deep in my throat. "What?" You ask, now TOO innocent. You look at the whip as of only just seeing it. "You want this?" You ask, finding amusement in the way I tug at the scarves, goosebumps raising on my skin. "Yes!" I whimper, gazing at you with pleading eyes. You place a hand under my chin and grab my jaw lightly, making me look at you as you lean in close, only inches away. "Are you a … question, letting the whip drag along my inner thigh. "Yes." I utter the words in a voice close to begging, muffling whimpers. "Who's?" The single word is almost a snarl but desire shoots through my body; "Yours. I'm /your/ … pull away, releasing my jaw with a triumphant look on your face; now distracted which is why I don't see the whip come down and crack sharply on my inner thigh. My hips buck and I moan from the sudden pain, a red mark appearing almost instantly. You lean down and kiss it softly, tracing the welt with your tongue before pulling away and delivering another then another; crisscrossing over my collarbone, Xs on my chest, then along my ribs and tummy until you reach my legs and hips; the main targets of your teasing … You lick the tip of the whip before cracking it right over my clitoris, making me scream. I start to squirm on the bed, feeling my clit begin to throb tormentingly; the movement getting me another whipping in the exact same spot. I scream again, shaking from pain and pleasure before you set aside the whip and your devious smirk disappears between my legs. You press your tongue against my clit, feeling it throb and I climax almost on contact. My whole body bucks, nails digging at the wooden headboard as the closest solid object and my scream echoes throughout the house and probably to the neighbors, losing my breath in moments then my body shuddering after. You come up smirking again, brushing my hair back and kissing me on the mouth for a moment before burying your face in my neck. "So /who's/ not … ask teasingly. "Wait you didn't do the tonight and tomorrow and tomorrow n-" You bite my neck gently to silence me, clearly amused. "Rest, love. We'll get to that part soon." I relax and you kiss my throat slowly, lulling me into sleep.