Part 16 (1/2)

She began to whimper softly and ran her hands through his dark, curly hair, marveling at how silky-soft it was. He responded by pressing his mouth against her harder, and increased the speed and pressure that he was using with his tongue. Within seconds, little shockwaves started to reverberate through her entire body, and an enormous pressure suddenly felt as if it was being released within her.

Juliette moaned with delight as the first waves of pleasure flooded through her body, and her legs trembled uncontrollably. She was certain that she would fall over, but the man rose to his feet and held her against him, leaning down and kissing her again as he did so. She could taste herself on him as he hungrily explored her mouth with his tongue; a tangy yet sweet taste that made her yearn to taste him as well. Breaking away, she whispered to him.

”Let me do the same to you.”

”No,” he murmured, nipping at her earlobe as he ran his hands up and down her curvy body. ”I would get greater pleasure from bringing you more pleasure.”

He seemed to radiate heat, and his eyes glowed again as he picked her up and carried her over to the small single bed that sat on the other side of the room. After putting her down on her back, he climbed on top of her and slid his mouth back over her ear.

”Did you like what I just did?” he asked.

”Yes,” she said breathlessly. ”Very much.”

”Let me make you come again,” he said.

”Yes... please,” she whispered, her cheeks flus.h.i.+ng. This man was driving her absolutely wild, and she never wanted him to stop touching her.

He kicked his shoes off, unzipped his pants and pulled them down before tugging his underwear aside and climbing back on top of her. Juliette s.h.i.+vered in antic.i.p.ation and parted her legs, and the man wedged himself in between her thighs. Sliding one arm up to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, he cupped and squeezed them again, softly groaning as he leaned down and buried his face in them. He gently nipped at them, and then began to grind his hips against hers until she thought that she might go insane.

”Please!” she said. ”I need you... now!”

He pulled his head away from her chest and smiled down at her, and she gasped as she felt his c.o.c.k pressing up against her warm, wet opening. It was thicker than any other man's c.o.c.k that she had experienced, and she wondered if she would be able to handle it.

”Are you sure you're ready for this?” he growled, his voice suddenly sounding deeper and even more masculine as he rubbed the bulbous head of his c.o.c.k up and down her pink folds.

Juliette was nervous, but she had made up her mind.

”Yes,” she whispered.

”I'm not sure that you are,” he growled, teasing her. He rubbed the head of his c.o.c.k over her still-sensitive c.l.i.toris, and she whined in frustration.

”Please!” she begged.

She watched his face, the burning arousal in his eyes making her even crazier for him, and then reached an arm around to the back of his head. Pulling his face closer to hers, she kissed him, her teeth gently nibbling on his lower lip, and as she did so, the man pushed himself inside her with one quick thrust.

She gasped as he stretched her hot, slick tightness, and he began to slowly move in and out of her, sending wild tremors throughout every inch of her body as she adjusted to his girth. Moments later, she was writhing underneath him as she felt another o.r.g.a.s.m building, and she moaned in pleasure.

”Oh G.o.d, I don't even know your name... but don't ever stop doing this to me,” she whimpered, moving her hips in a rhythm with his.

He increased his pace and started to thrust into her harder, settling more of his weight onto her. His movements inside her felt like nothing she had experienced before, and Juliette cried out, her heart beating crazily as his groin rubbed against hers with each hard thrust. She felt herself getting closer and closer to her peak, and seconds later, more waves of pleasure engulfed her, flooding her entire mind and body with warm ecstasy.

Her legs quivered violently as she moaned and dug her nails into his back, and the man plunged himself deeper inside her.

”I want you to come again for me,” he murmured, seemingly not happy until she had had several o.r.g.a.s.ms.

He slid a hand down her abdomen and began to rub her c.l.i.toris with his palm as he continued to move in and out of her, and within seconds she was quivering underneath him again. As she moaned, he reached up and squeezed her stiff nipples before rolling over and pulling her on top of him.

Juliette straddled his hard, muscular body, happily displaying her curves to him, and as his eyes glowed, she decided to delay more of her own pleasure for a while and return his earlier favor, whether he liked it or not.

She leaned forward and kissed him for a moment, before sliding her lips to his neck and planting little kisses all over it. After a minute, she sat back and grinned at him, and then started to move down his body. As she kissed and nibbled his chest and abdomen, she reached down and gripped his hard c.o.c.k with one hand, gently stroking up and down his thick shaft and eliciting a soft groan from him.

Once her mouth had reached his stomach, she held his c.o.c.k with a firmer grip and increased the speed she was using with her hand. He grunted softly in appreciation, and she started to slowly lick up and down the lines where his abdomen met his groin. Finally, she moved her head between his legs and took him in her mouth.

Juliette gently sucked on the head of his c.o.c.k for a moment, and then flicked her tongue all over his frenulum. She could feel his breathing getting heavier, and then slid more of him down her throat, making his c.o.c.k as wet as she possibly could with her saliva. She did this for a couple of minutes, and then stopped.

Letting go with the hand that had been gripping him, she moved herself back up and sat on top of him, her knees firmly planted on either side of his hips. Teasing him, she began to rock her hips back and forth, grinding herself against him and holding his arms down as he groaned.

”Please,” he said. ”I need to be inside you again.”

He reached his hands around her hips, and then down to her a.s.s. Lifting her up for a second, he slowly lowered her back down onto his c.o.c.k, and Juliette gasped happily as she felt him filling her up. She rocked back and forth, moving her body against him in a diagonal motion, and once she had gotten used to his girth again, she started to move her hips so that she was bouncing up and down on him.

Gripping his shoulders with her hands, her nails dug into him as she rode him, and her heart raced crazily. No one had ever managed to give her this much pleasure in one night, and she gasped again as he pressed the pad of his thumb to her c.l.i.toris, stroking it with delicate precision.

Leaning back and balancing her hands on his s.h.i.+ns behind her, she closed her eyes and gave him a full view of her voluptuous curves as she bounced up and down on his c.o.c.k, and he grunted in appreciation. He began to rub her throbbing c.l.i.toris in a small circle, and within moments, Juliette's back was arching in o.r.g.a.s.m again. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her, and she collapsed onto him. As her chest pressed against his, she could feel his heart beating just as crazily as hers, and he kissed her deeply before pulling away and clenching his jaw.

She could tell that he was getting close to his own o.r.g.a.s.m, and she squeezed her muscles around his c.o.c.k and let him move her up and down as he slammed into her. Just as he groaned and thrust into her one last time before coming deep inside her, Juliette grabbed his mask and ripped it away, suddenly desperate to see his whole face.

The moonlight illuminated his face as he closed his eyes in ecstasy, and when he opened them again, Juliette gasped in shock. Now she knew why he seemed so familiar, and couldn't believe that she hadn't figured it out earlier. She had committed his face to memory earlier on, when Tyron had showed her his picture.

”You... you're... him!”

She jumped off him, and he tried to pull her back down, but she struggled away and stood up.

”So you figured it out. I'm Roman Montgomery,” he growled. ”Does it really matter?”

Juliette looked down at his impossibly gorgeous face and considered all the ways in which he had just made her feel as if she were the queen of the world. Despite him bringing her to new heights of pleasure, she knew that it definitely did matter.

”Yes!” she cried. ”My family would kill you if they knew you were here! What are you even doing here?”

He smiled, which she thought was wildly inappropriate considering the situation they were in.

”I'm in the city working with H.AL. undercover. As far as I know, no one knows that I'm here. I've seen pictures of you with your father in the papers before, and I knew I had to meet you. I heard about the masked ball, and I knew it was my chance to sneak in,” he said.

”What's H.A.L?” she asked, confused.

”Humans Against Lycancorp,” he said. ”It's a human resistance group against your father's company. They get werewolves like me to do undercover work for them, seeing as we're so much better at sneaking around. We've gotten used to being hunted.”

His eyes began to glow a bright green, and Juliette knew now that it was no trick of the light. I just slept with a werewolf. Oh G.o.d... I know my parents would be p.i.s.sed that I ran off with a strange man at their party... but a werewolf? They would kill me if they knew about this.

”So you're working to take down my family's company? They know that you're here, Roman,” she said, her voice panicked.

”What do you mean?” he growled.

”They know that you're in the city. My cousin Tyron has been tasked with hunting you down. He told me earlier. That's how I recognized you.”

He looked worried, but didn't move.