Delightful Encounter - 3 (NSFW)

I shook my head stubbornly, as his lips parted and started to leave open kisses down my chest, sucking at points and then leaving for new spots.

His clothed member assaulting my own, hot, thick and heavy, the friction slightly hurting in process but it only turned me on even more.

It was so erotic, this whole set up, his ministrations on my body, as his hands roamed over my thighs, holding them apart for him to have better access of me.

Why not take me whole, why do it halfheartedly?

He cut short my musing, "Beg me Jeon, show me how much you want me."

I shook my head again, that shortened version of my name making me unbearably hot.

"You won't do it?"

I shook my head the third time, hearing him chuckle at my stubbornness.

"I see."

And then he sat up, leaving me half way, as he watched me, his lips parted and pink, his eyes flashing blue-gold, an icy stare.

"Y-You don't want me." I reasoned, trying to thrust up to him as he refused to give me what I wanted.

"And why do you think that?" his eyes were intense as they watched me, and I was starting to think that something else was going on which I didn't know about. How my brain was coming up with all this was beyond me, as I was still hot and bothered, my veins working overtime.

"...I am not a casual f*ck," I stated, my breathing heavy as I tried to move and reduce my wanting. "I-If you don't w-want to mate me," I shivered as his fingers touched my heated torso, "y-you should get out."

A minute of silence ensued and then a sudden burst of chuckles, it was cute but annoying at the same time.

Touching my smooth skin with a flat palm, he started to rub his member against mine without hesitation, as if he owned me.

It made me moan but I bit my lips to keep from giving him the satisfaction.

"Seems like I am not allowed to leave," his voice lowered as he moved along me, without remorse. His dilated eyes watching my every intake of breath, and his aura strong with dominance, an electric heat surrounding us.

"You are t-too," I stammered in between his humping. "…don't. Leave me alone."

And it only made him work his worth harder, faster, making the pain due to friction and desire shoot through me in waves.

He held my neck keeping me in place, a manner similar to strangling, and this kind of authority over me was enough to make me snap my eyes on him, his gaze was dark and unfamiliar and it suddenly made my blood rush south without restrictions.

"You don't know anything JeonJa," his voice held a suffering tone, the temperature dropping around us, "you don't know anything about me or what I want... but don't ever refuse me again," he muffled his growl, nuzzling his nose against my neck, "When you resist me I just want to punish you."

Shit. He was not the soft guy I had imagined him to be... was he? But... "Then punish me, let me see how far you can go."

He stilled completely, his breathing hitching and his growl tuning out. "W-What did you just say?"

I hadn't ever heard him stammer before and it was so arousing, that I forgot what to answer him. He too it seems was slightly out of his element.

I winced when he kissed me roughly, his teeth biting my lips and his tongue forcing me into submission, I couldn't see his eyes but I am sure they had flashed a deep cobalt blue instead of gold.

He ran his... claws? across my thighs, parting my legs even further, the cool air doing nothing against our heat.

He kissed me so hard I knew it would leave bruises, but I didn't care. I didn't even have any voice left to moan out under his attack, my heart was pumping abnormally and my head was running on instinct. And just when I thought he couldn't go any further, he started to move above me again, too roughly, a dangerous animalistic vibe to him that somewhat scared me this time.

He forced my hands above my head and started to suck my neck in whatever place he could find. His movements frantic enough to alarm me.

"...Michi?" I called but he didn't listen, instead actually bit me hard enough to ooze out blood and I knew it wasn't a marking he was giving me, it was just plain lust.

"Michi..." I called again but he still didn't listen, instead started to lap at my blood as if liking the taste of it. And if I hadn't been this aroused, I would have punched him for doing that.

I started to sit up to make him stop, something in him had snapped the minute I had tried to challenge him and his dense aura around me made me realize that he had barely enacted on his lust before, he had been cautious with me, while I was the one who had initiated the most of it.

He saw how I wanted us to stop but he pushed me back down again and continued to kiss me, holding me down with his claws, even his scent had become more overpowering, waking up my own animalistic side with it.

And when he rubbed on me this time, I moaned loudly without care, taking his assault on my body readily. "M-More," I begged, as he moved again, and again until I was just about to cry.

He didn't penetrate me, but this rubbing deal was enough to provoke my inner desires into shedding their chains.

And with a final kiss of his on my neck, I lost it.

A roar of heat surpassed my ability of intake as I released myself on to his rubbing body, his torso which was still clothed got wet with my cum. And it was embarrassing to watch, so I just closed my eyes.

He didn't release like me, but he reduced his movements to match my pace.

I breathed heavily as he chuckled lightly, his aura subsiding to a stable level and his lust backing a little, "And when I had just started..." he slapped my thighs, making me whimper, "Your heat satisfied now?"

He knew I was in heat, as expected.

I was aware he might know, so it wasn't a surprise.

As the haze around my eyes cleared and I finally recalled how I had wanted him to mark me, my heart fluttered.

Getting off of me, he sat beside me, as if his raging hormones were switching off, it gave me a glimpse to his psych, he was certainly not like a youngster who couldn't control themselves when it came down to it.

For now, he sat on my bed, his member still upright as he thoughtfully looked around the room with inquisitive eyes. I knew his lust wasn't quenched yet, he was just letting me have my time. I could see the tensed muscles in his arms, how he tried to act normal.

"Come here," I mumbled huskily, taking hold of his arm and forcing him back down on the bed, his eyes wide as he looked at me, surprise clearly visible.

He was not that bulky, but rather light, only during our passionate moment did I felt he was really heavy. Maybe my lust made my limbs weak so he seemed too dominating.. yeah. That must be it.

"You didn't think I will just let you get away now, did you. And even if I did want to make you my mate, it wasn't out of lust, I am not that much of an idiot." I spoke to him while shifting to sit closer to him, my face above his waist as I looked up at him.

"You don't even know me," he blurted out, his face morphing into a serious one, where his eyes just looked cold and threatening. He was focused on me, it was written all over his face.

It actually made me nervous for some reason, but I shook it away, "So what if I don't know you, you are still intriguing and I know you don't have a mate."

"Just because I am interesting you decided to be my mate?"