CHAPTER 6

She awoke to the familiar sight of Duggan watching her. Smiling sleepily, she cradled her hand against his rugged cheek.

“Morning, Duggan.”

“Morning, Ellie mine. What would you like to do today?”

Surprise widened her eyes. “Don’t you work?”

“I’m playing hooky. Well, I actually didn’t play hooky, I sent a grumbling Jonathan in my place.”

The thought sent giggles erupting from Ellie’s throat. “Let’s go somewhere. Get out of the house.”

“How about a picnic? I can take you to a pond where Jonathan and I used to skinny-dip.”

She’d meant leave the property of course but a picnic sounded like fun too. She nodded.

“But I can’t wear another silk nightgown.”

“Why not?” he inquired arrogantly.

“Because, Macho Man, you just can’t wear a silk nightgown on a picnic.”

“You’d prefer to go naked?”

Ellie sighed and swung long legs over the side of the bed. “Never mind.”

She padded to the shower, seemingly unconcerned with her nakedness. She’d come a long way.

She showered quickly and blow dried her hair with the towel tucked beneath her arms. She turned to leave the bathroom since Duggan still needed it, when she noticed the outfit hanging on the back of the bathroom door. Denim overalls—shorts, actually and even cute little panties. She opened the door to see Duggan on the other side, leaning up against the wall. She smiled at him, unable to contain her glee.

“You like it?”

“I love it.”

“Come get dressed while I shower then.”

She dressed quickly, admiring her outfit in the mirror. She even forgot to watch Duggan shower, a favorite pastime.

“What are we taking for lunch?”

“Whatever we can find.”

They headed downstairs and opened the fridge to find a picnic basket already packed.

Ellie whirled around in Duggan’s arms. “You planned this,” she accused.

He smiled slightly at her. “Did I?”

She flung her arms around his neck, pressing her face to his throat. “Yes, you did.”

Later they were lying naked in the sun, lazily letting the warm sunshine dry their skin.

“Careful,” Duggan warned. “You don’t want to burn that pale skin.”

“I know. I should get dressed but I’m lazy. This has been a perfect day.”

“Perfect?”

“Absolutely perfect.”

“You’ve forgiven me for stealing you from Reed?”

“He was a creep. Besides, being with you has its benefits.”

“Like?”

“Like this…” Ellie let her fingertips swirl on Duggan’s abdomen. He sucked his breath in and she lowered her fingers to the nest of masculine hairs below. His cock began to rise, seeking the warmth of her hand.

“Ellie, you’re sore. I was too rough last night.”

“Yes, I’m sore. You are not. Let me pleasure you, Duggan. Let me show you what I’ve learned from my sex teacher.”

“What exactly did my brother teach you?” Duggan growled, his playful demeanor vanishing.

“He taught me how to please you, mate.”

She lowered her lips to kiss his abdomen. God, she loved the soft skin there. There was not an ounce of fat anywhere on his perfectly honed body. She nibbled for a moment on the tender skin of his belly before raising herself on her elbows to look at the proud cock.

Duggan had raised himself on his elbows too. He was watching her with hooded eyes.

“You’re beautiful, Duggan. So hard everywhere,” She traced a vein on his cock with her finger. “You’re beautiful here too. I’m going to suck it before long. I’m going to suck you dry and let you come down my throat.”

Duggan clenched his teeth as he fought for control at her erotic suggestions. He hissed through those clenched teeth when her lips closed over the head of his cock. The head grew, growing to full size within the warmth of his mate’s mouth.

“Mmm. You taste so good. I love this. I can’t get enough of you, Duggan.” She stopped talking and let her mouth take more of his cock in. Up and down she moved her head, until at last she let it slide from her mouth.

Duggan protested at the sudden chill.

“Sssh, I just want to taste your balls now. I’ll go back.”

He watched as her petite tongue flicked out and pressed gently against his ball sac. She took an entire testicle into the warmth of her mouth, loving it gently. He moaned. Who’d have guessed that would be as erotic as his cock in her mouth?

She laved his balls until she moved back up to his cock. “Now, my mate, now I’m going to make you come hard.” She clamped onto his ready-to-burst cock, the sensation of the sweet mouth almost making him explode. Her tongue swirled around and around his cock, especially the tiny hole, where she hoped for a tiny drop of pre-cum to taste. He clenched every muscle in his body tightly, fighting the inevitable explosion. Ellie relaxed her throat and let his cock thrust as deeply as she could. She released it to say one last thing.

“Fuck me, Duggan. Fuck my mouth.”

She lowered her mouth back to his cock and his hips thrust up of their own accord, frantically doing just as she’d suggested.

He was close, so very close. All he had to do was relax and let it come. But Ellie had one last surprise in store for him. He had clenched his buttocks, thrusting into her face. On the down stroke, he relaxed them and that was when his sweet little Ellie inserted the tip of her finger into his ass.

She fingered the rim of his anus, stretching the tight little bud. Duggan lost all control, stars exploding as he shouted into the air. He felt his sudden burst of cum explode from the bulbous head of his cock, shooting directly down Ellie’s throat. She swallowed greedily, milking his cock for more.

She was so sexy.

Duggan groaned, allowing himself a couple more spurts, before grabbing a handful of red hair and pulling her mouth from his cock.

“Stop, Ellie. Before I swell.”

He hoped Jonathan had explained the werewolf swell to her. While blowjobs were fantastic, a werewolf could never have the second orgasm with one without strangling the generous giver when they swelled.

“You come harder and longer when you’re allowed to swell, right?”

“Yes. It’s for reproduction, we come deeper. We draw the most ripe seed from deep within our testicles.”

Ellie pushed her breasts together around his cock in a creamy hug. The bulbous head of his already sensitive cock reddened against the perfect whiteness of her skin.

“Now allow yourself to swell, Duggan. Expand your cock and shoot the spurts for my lips.” She lowered her face to the cock squeezed between the full, white globes of her breasts.

He couldn’t help himself. His cock was too sensitive where it was buried between the soft, silky skin of her breasts. He could feel the warm air as she blew from her lips onto the head and it was too much. It swelled, triggering the deep orgasms from the tips of his toes and the tips of his fingers upwards to expel from the tiny hole of his penis. Ellie rubbed her breasts up and down the silky flesh of his cock, mimicking the warm sheath she couldn’t give him and pursed her lips, her tongue swiping out to taste the hole opening up in his cock.

When he came, it shot relentlessly, shooting her breasts, her throat, coating her with creamy, hot cum. He groaned and shot for several minutes, the best orgasm of his life.

His body finally quieted and he became aware of Ellie lying across his legs, her head on his abdomen. She raised her head and he saw the glistening seed smear on her chest.

“You can come a lot more than Jonathan.”

“He taught you this? I wonder what other lessons he’s got. Remind me to give him a raise.”

Ellie rose and entered the pond again. “Come on, Macho Man. Come rinse off. I don’t want everyone in the house sniffing the best blowjob of your life.”

Duggan smiled as he rose. Poor Ellie. Obviously Jonathan neglected to mention during his lessons that only time would wear down the scent of bodily fluids. She could scrub all day and would still smell of his seed merged with her saliva.

They shared a shower to wash off the pond water when they returned home. Duggan soaped her tenderly, much like Jonathan had done, and soothed the folds of her pussy as he did so. She was swollen and didn’t know if it was from desire or still from the pain of the previous night. In either case, Ellie watched as Duggan soaped her clitoris, over and over swiping his finger over the little organ, and then repeated the entire process with oil over her body, including the now slick folds of her cunt before shutting down the water and wrapping her into a thick towel.

She put on another silk nightgown and shoved her clothing down the laundry chute. She wouldn’t say anything to Duggan of course but she actually didn’t mind being in a revealing silk nightgown, barefoot, knowing she had no underwear on. The tender, full lips of her pussy rubbed against each other erotically as she walked, making her nipples tingle in response.

And she knew everyone was aware of it.

She took her time getting dressed and then wandered out to the front porch where Duggan sat on the loveseat. She sprawled out next to him and he cradled her upper body in his arms. He rocked the loveseat gently, holding his mate. Ellie looked down at her toes. The bright pink polish was beginning to chip on the edges.

“Next time you go out, will you pick me up nail polish? Any color is fine.” She smiled, knowing Duggan would bring her home dozens of bottles of varied colors.

“Anything else you need?” he whispered huskily, his tongue swirling against the tip of her earlobe.

“Mmm. I don’t think so.”

“You sure?” he whispered suggestively, still smelling her arousal from his manipulations in the shower. She wasn’t sure but it was too late now for in the distance she heard the hum of an engine.

A car pulled up the front driveway, the car door slamming, then footsteps approached the porch.

Jonathan stretched, extending his long muscular arms over his head. He wore dress slacks and a dress shirt, the long sleeves rolled up to show muscular forearms. He’d already undone a couple of buttons at the throat, exposing warm skin beneath. Ellie’s already heightened senses reeled as she took in the sight

“I’m not used to this working crap. You can’t give me cushy jobs like baby-sitting Ellie and then toss me out into the real world. It’s not fair, Duggan,” he teased.

“Not fair? You have benefits that no other wolf will ever have, little brother. A trust fund whether you work or not, cushy little baby-sitting jobs, freedom to leave the pack for five years, not to mention your recent job giving lessons to my mate.”

Ellie raised a slender leg, teasing Jonathan. The silk of the nightgown slid easily down, showing a tantalizing glimpse of slim thigh. She parted her legs briefly, exposing red curls before closing them to his view again.

“Yeah, thanks for that,” she said throatily.

Jonathan straightened, his sudden arousal making him sniff the air. “Hey, wait a minute. I’ve been working like a dog all day and what have you two been doing? I smell what you two have been doing. That’s not fair.”

“Life’s not fair,” Duggan growled. “Get a girlfriend.”

Duggan watched Jonathan’s face while he reached for the hem of Ellie’s nightgown, inching it slowly up to her waist where she was bare underneath. Her private areas were in plain view for his brother’s enjoyment. He dipped his finger through the red curls, using his middle finger to swirl around her clitoris. He watched the hunger grow on Jonathan’s face as Ellie’s arousal filled the air.

“Ellie needs time to heal. There’s a certain couple who didn’t follow my instructions and break her virginity gently. I was too rough and now she’s tender. She’ll need constant clitoral stimulation to trigger her juices, which will in turn coat the irritated walls of her pussy.”

Jonathan’s gaze at her nether lips burned a hole through Ellie. She extended one slim leg over the back of the loveseat, allowing Duggan better access and giving Jonathan a better view. He dipped his massaging finger in Ellie’s juice, smearing it back up and over her clitoris. The bud was distending nicely, coming out of its hood and now glistening with the smear of her juices. Her pussy was plump and meaty, the lips darkened with her arousal.

“Who was a bad little wolf, Jonathan?” Duggan purred.

Jonathan swallowed. “Sorry, Duggan. But it was Ellie’s choice.”

“And she made a good choice. It was not your choice, however. I instructed you to take her virginity gently. Because you didn’t, I caused her pain. You need to be punished.”

Ellie was about to protest at the unfairness when Duggan continued. “My finger tires. Come take its place with your tongue, Jonathan.”

Shit, there would be no protesting now. Jonathan could just take his punishment like a good boy.

Jonathan was on his knees before Ellie could blink. She spread her legs wide and he took a long swipe with his tongue before he dipped into her sheath.

She threw her head back and moaned. The feeling of a wet mouth worshipping her moist, tender flesh was incredible, especially with the knowledge that Duggan watched. Duggan lifted Ellie up higher onto his chest, bringing her pussy to the edge of the loveseat where Jonathan could have better access. Jonathan licked another long swipe from her anus to her clit. Ellie inhaled sharply. Her juices flowed, coating the walls of her vagina just as Duggan said they would.

Jonathan attacked her pussy. He nibbled and he ate and then he brought his tongue down to her tight little ass, tonguing around the rim. Ellie arched her back, thrusting her hard little nipples into the air. Duggan slipped his hand underneath the silk of her gown to massage one as she moaned, her gasps growing louder and louder.

“That’s good, Ellie mine. I want you to come good and hard. Let Jonathan bring you with his mouth.”

Jonathan spread her pussy lips with his fingers and nibbled at her raw, swollen clit. She exploded into his mouth, creamy cum coating his chin and making his lips glisten. She started to scream and threw her head back as Duggan covered her mouth with his while he gripped her nipple firmly. Her orgasm rolled through her, making her breasts quiver. Duggan plunged his tongue into her mouth, simulating a cock entering her body, over and over, until her orgasm was complete.

She looked back to see Jonathan’s head lying on her thigh, mouth still glistening with her cream. She grinned weakly.

“Thanks, Jonathan.”

“My pleasure, Ellie. I’m heading to the shower to jack off.”

He pressed a kiss onto her still-sensitive mound and rose, his hand already rubbing the bulge at his crotch.

Duggan smoothed her gown back down over her naked body while she still quivered with aftershocks. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

“What happened to werewolves being so possessive?”

“I’d kill anyone else. I never thought I’d enjoy the dominance of watching but I do. But you’ll have to stay hidden for weeks now. Both of you. Jonathan’s scent mingles with yours.”

“You can just fuck me lots to cover it up.”

“Interesting suggestion, my love. Unfortunately, you need a couple days to heal.”

Ellie lay in his arms a couple more minutes before the sound of another car approached. Duggan pressed a kiss to her temple.

“Go now, love. Take a shower, tell Jonathan to stay upstairs until I say.”

Ellie stood on weak legs and headed upstairs. She headed to Jonathan’s bathroom first, opening the door without knocking. Jonathan was standing under the hot steam, true to his word, his cock in his hand.

“Jonathan,” she called out.

He opened the shower door and looked at her, still massaging his cock.

“Someone’s visiting. Duggan says for us to stay out of sight until he gets us.”

Jonathan nodded and dropped his eyes to her breasts, one hand around the thickness of his cock, the other hand cupping his balls.

“Need help?” Ellie asked, dropping the straps from her shoulders and letting her gown slide to the floor to pool at her feet.

She raised her leg, placing it on the toilet, and cupped her breasts in her hands.

“Oh fuck. That’s good, Ellie. Let me see you put your fingers in your pussy.”

She played with her clit gently, not enough to get too aroused, just enough for a show for Jonathan. She brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked.

“Shit.” Jonathan closed his eyes as cum squirted against the tiles of the shower. Four or five shots and it stopped. Jonathan placed both palms on the cool tiles, his forehead resting between them.

“Jonathan,” Ellie whispered. “Turn around and switch the water hotter.”

He looked at her with dazed eyes but turned up the stream of the spray.

“Take the shower head off the wall. Spray your cock with the hot water.”

He sprayed the water over his already sensitized cock.

“Imagine that’s my mouth, sliding hotly over your cock. You’re going to have that deep, bone-jarring orgasm from your balls up, Jonathan,” she purred, her fingers swirling through her pussy.

His hips began to buck uncontrollably. His cock swelled even more, looking as though it might burst. More cum erupted from the tip of his bulbous, swollen head, hitting the walls of the shower.

Jonathan came for several minutes, the images of Ellie playing with herself burned in his memory. When he was finally finished, he opened his eyes to find her gone, the shower door shut again.

Duggan finished in the study, sent the werewolf on his way and came up the stairs to find Ellie fast asleep. Naked. He stripped quickly and joined her. She slept innocently, her slender little hand wrapped around his hard, tight cock.

All too soon it was morning and Ellie still slept. Duggan went to work without waking her but it was an unproductive day.

He couldn’t concentrate.

He thought about her all day and his cock would rise. He thought about the taste of her nipples in his mouth, the taste of her pussy on his lips and the way she panted when he snaked his tongue into her sheath.

He thought about how she felt when he’d pushed his cock all the way in, incredibly tight and silky. Wet, her juice slathered around his cock. He thought about the expression on her face when she climaxed under Jonathan’s tongue.

“Mr. Baddeaux?”

“I’m sorry. My mind isn’t with me today.”

“Just as well. It’s quitting time anyway. We can continue this later.”

His secretary rose and left the conference room. Duggan waited for his erection to soften so he could walk and then rose also.

He was looking forward to seeing her. He was hoping she was healed, although technically it had only been one day. He’d ask her, he decided. As soon as he saw her, waiting to greet him. He didn’t even care if Jonathan was present, he’d beg her in front of him and if it was all right, they’d go right upstairs.

Duggan entered the house, surprised that Ellie wasn’t there to greet him. Instead, Jonathan was.

“Where’s Ellie?” He growled, ignoring Jonathan’s knowing grin.

“Upstairs.”

Dammit, why wasn’t she waiting for him to arrive home? She had been doing it up until now. What had changed? What was different? Didn’t she know how much he needed her?

He rushed up the stairs, taking two at a time, his anger a slow burn.

He wrenched open the bedroom door. Ellie, his Ellie, was sitting in the chair directly facing him, pleasuring herself. Her legs were flung over the arms of the chair and she was splayed open for his view.

“Welcome home, Duggan.”

He kept his eyes on hers as he loosened his tie. He pulled it from his neck and began unbuttoning his shirt. His pants followed and soon he was kneeling before her.

“How healed are you?”

“Pretty healed.” She took her finger from her body and traced his lip with it. He opened his mouth, sucking it in.

“Come join me on the bed, Ellie.”

“Stand first. I want to get you ready quickly. Because dinner’s ready and I’m ready.”

“Hell, I’m ready too.”

“Um-hmm. But I want a taste. Just a little taste of you.”

So he rose. He rose and he gave her what she wanted. He looked down as she pleasured his body, sucking at the core heat of him. Her legs were still flung over the chair and she still played with her clitoris. Soon she was sucking harder and taking his cock deeper and deeper down her throat. She was dangerously close to forcing his orgasm and he could tell by the speed of her fingers massaging her pussy that she was close too.

He pulled his cock from between her lips reluctantly. She gave a disappointed sound and he pulled her to her feet. He deposited her on the edge of the bed and placed a pillow under her hips. And then he slid right in.

Ellie felt his huge cock as it entered. It was thick and hard, touching parts of her that had never been felt before. It filled her completely, made her whole. He was wet from her saliva and then he took her legs and lifted them up, holding them up with his arms.

He fit perfectly.

He’d left the bedroom door open and she felt a slight thrill at the thought of Jonathan possibly walking by and seeing. The idea of someone watching was really turning her on right now.

Duggan was thrusting forcefully, reaching deep into her body. She could feel him rubbing inside and she was already close to her climax from her earlier ministrations.

Then she came. She thrust upward to accept more of his thick heavy cock and the orgasm started wreaking havoc through her body. Quivering started somewhere deep in her body, somewhere where his cock connected. The quivering spread and spread and she began to moan.

“Oh, oh, ahh, baby.”

Duggan covered her mouth with his, swallowing her moans. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, mimicking the thrusting of his cock. When her body finished its inner spasms, he came. He spurted and spurted and when it slowed, he pulled out before he could swell. He lowered her legs and pulled her on top of him so they could rest while they caught their breath.

His hands possessively roamed her back, caressing the sweet ass that was his as their breathing returned to normal.

“Dinner’s ready, I’m sure,” she said, kissing his nose.

“And I’m suddenly starving. We have two minutes to shower and get downstairs. I don’t want to tease Jonathan unnecessarily with the scent of lovemaking.”

They were in the shower, had just switched off the water and were toweling when Ellie looked serious. “You don’t mind Jonathan?”

“Surprisingly, no. With boundaries. I just don’t know what they are yet.”

“I think the boundaries are you have to be in control, Duggan.”

“That would make sense because,” he pulled her to him, “you don’t get to share this sweet pussy, ever. I can, though.”

She kissed him. “It’s yours.”

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