Chapter 241 E and Sinir Celebrate


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    After Leon leaves Sinir takes me to bed, though not for the reason I initially hoped. I cling to him as


    he tries to ce me in my nest, “What are you doing?” I inquire indignantly.


    “Trying to help you getfortable.” He replies, petting my cheek. ‘You need to rest.”


    “You promised we’d cuddle.” I remind him, refusing to let go. I wrap my legs around his back, hanging


    off of him like a very round sloth.


    “I did, but I think we both know that’s not what you’re interested in right now.” Sinir rumbles


    affectionately, gently detaching my limbs from his big body. I huff and stretch out beneath him, wriggling


    out of my clothes and enticing him with my lush curves. His emerald eyes rake over my naked skin with


    open appreciation, and I hear his wolf grumbling with barely contained desire.


    He’s not wrong about my intentions. This is the ether’s doing – a side effect I haven’t yet experienced


    because Sinir hasn’t been with me during the previous sessions. The drug is not only consuming my


    mind in a haze of dreamy images and surreal illusions, but the euphoric sensations which once


    seemed like innocent joy now trante into overwhelming lust.


    With Sinir’s heady aroma and dominant energy filling my senses, my limbs be deliciously


    heavy, and a sultry heat radiates from my core. My blood simmers and pulses, umting in my


    breasts and dripping sex, swelling them with carnal need. My love for my mate is so powerful in this


    moment that I can’t even contemte keeping it to myself. It wants to pour out of me in a great rush, to


    drown my mate in affection and bring us both to rapture.


    “We just discovered something wonderful, Dominic.” I state in a voice as smooth as silk. “We should


    celebrate.”


    Sinir sighs, fluffing the pillows around my body and tucking me beneath a weighted nket. “I hate


    to say it but I don’t think you’re in the right state of mind for that.” He deres firmly, his tone leaving no


    room for argument. “Besides, not all of that memory was good, my love. Are you sure you aren’t just


    focusing on the nice part to avoid thinking about the rest?”


    “Of course I’m sure.” I counter stubbornly, pushing the nket off of me and sidling closer to him. “The


    ether isn’t making me imagine I want you, Dominic. I always want you.” I profess, leaning into his side


    and kissing his neck. “Are you truly going to deny me just because I’m a little high?”


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    ‘That’s exactly what I’m going to do, you naughty thing.” Sinir answers sternly, “now stop flirting with


    me and lie down.”


    My wolf whines pitifully, and I slump back against the pile of pillows. Sinir’s hungry gaze follows my


    every move, and I sense his dire temptation through our bond. A sh of devious inspiration strikes,


    and I part my legs, letting him see just how aroused I am- ensuring my scent assails him at full force.


    Sinir groans, his wolf snarling with frustration and heightening my arousal even further. “Such a


    brazen little wolf.” He croons, towering over my prone body with dark, sensual intent. ‘You don’t have


    any inhibitions right now, do you, trouble?” He observes, sliding his fingers through my slick cleft,


    teasing my aching clit with a featherlight touch that nheless makes me arch and cry out. “Putting


    this sweet pussy on disy like this… tempting me with all your honey?” He removes his hand only to


    take his fingers into his mouth, licking my arousal from his long fingers with a rumble of pleasure. The


    scandalous sight leaves me panting, but then Sinir captures my nape in his powerful grip, lowering


    his face until our noses are practically touching. “Do you really believe I’m going to let you get away


    with it?”


    I nod hopefully, but my mate’s ominous chuckle makes my heart sink. ” Wrong answer, baby.” He nips


    my trembling lower lip. “When the ether wears off I’m going to rut you senseless, but not before I teach


    you what happens to bad girls who try to top from the bottom.”


    “But you’ve done that before.” I object, my sex clenching with the memory of the night he finally imed


    me.


    “Well clearly the lesson didn’t stick.” Sinir rumbles, kissing me fiercely. * Lucky for you I’m a very


    patient wolf.”


    To my utter dismay, my mate is as good as his word. A few hourster I’m spread-eagled on the bed


    with Sinir’s head buried between my legs, his talented tongue tormenting me to no end.


    ‘This isn’t fair!” I whimper desperately, “I was high!” I’ve been spanked and worked up into an


    impossiblether, forced to orgasm over and over again as my mate overwhelms me with more


    pleasure than I can bear. I never know how Sinir is going to punish me, and today he seems to have


    decided to teach me to be careful what I wish for – by giving me too much of it. Frankly I can’t decide


    whether it’s worse to be overwhelmed with too many climaxes or denied them until I’m a begging,


    babbling mess. At this point I’m so sensitive that the slightest touch can send me over the edge again,


    detonating in a terrifying blend of ecstacy and pain.


    “And you were a defiant imp who left me with blue balls all day long.” Sinir replies, guiding me onto


    my hands and knees. ‘You’re lucky I’m so proud of you, or I might have refused to im you at all.”


    I scoff before I can think better of it, “Fat chance, with me leaving in less than a week. I’m surprised


    your wolf even lets me out of bed.”


    “Is that so?” Sinir responds, his deep bass full of foreboding. ‘Then perhaps we aren’t finished yet,


    after all.”


    Despite his words, I hear his belt buckle clink and my wolf sags with relief. Finally, she moans in my


    head, driving me to sway my punished bottom in invitation. As raw as my intimate flesh is, nothing


    Sinir growls, dragging his hard length through my sodden folds, using my own arousal to coat his


    huge cock before pressing the thick tip to my back entrance. I jolt slightly, because we’ve only done this


    in our dreams. Sinir purrs and rests his free hand on the small of my back, rubbing my lumbar in


    soothing circles. “Easy, sweetheart.” He encourages, some of the fire fading from his voice. “I’ll go


    slow.”


    I whine as he presses forward, feeling the foreign stretch of my forbidden channel. My cheeks flush


    with embarrassment as his thick head finally pops inside, feeling so strange and wrong… so oddly


    exquisite. “That’s it,” He praises, reaching down to stroke my overly-sensitized clit. All of my inner


    muscles clench and a moan escapes my lips as Sinir eases further inside me. “Good girl, just rx.


    Remember how much you loved this the first time? How you came to pieces before I could even think


    about touching your needy clit?”


    I shake my head, not understanding why something that sounds so wrong can excite me so much. I


    know Sinir loves scandalizing my sensibilities, but that doesn’t exin why I enjoy it in equal


    measure. When he’s finally buried to the hilt Sinir drags my back up against his chest, iming my


    mouth as I adjust to his size. My lips part on a silent gasp when he begins to pull out, and he swallows


    the non-sound with a ravenous purr.


    Sinir withdraws almost entirely before thrusting back inside of me in a single move, and I cry out as


    his red cockhead rubs up against my g-spot through the thin walls separating my passages. He does


    it again and again, and before I know it I’m abruptly thrown over the edge of orgasm. It seems like too


    much too fast, but my body is strung as tight as a bow after all his expert handling. ’You see?” Sinir


    growls, all predator now, ‘Your body was made for me, we fit together so perfectly that you can’t help


    but find pleasure in anything we do.”


    There’s a note of pure tion in his voice, and I understand he was every bit as eager to celebrate our


    newly fated status as I was – he simply had more patience. A tiny ache I hadn’t realized I was carrying


    eases in my chest,forted to discover the desire wasn’t one-sided. “Mine,” He purrs, increasing the


    pace of his thrusts as his hands work wonders on my breasts and clenching sex. “My fated E. I knew


    you were meant for me. You’re too perfect not to be – everything I could ever dream of and more.”


    At any other time I might try to tell him that I’m far from perfect, but I know there’s no reasoning with his


    wolf right now. If I try it will undoubtedly result in another spanking… though now that I think of it… “I’m


    not perfect.”