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Thank you so much!! It is almost always my goal to be as romantic as possible while being as filthy as possible at the same time haha! Your praise has definitely helped motivate me to keep going with the series! A new part will be posted very soon...

Part 9 of Colin and Susannah | Master post

Male werewolf x female human | Regency era | NSFW: oral (f receiving), handjobs (m and f receiving), piv, knotting, biting | wedding night

“When we are married and mated, I want you to see everything.”

That is what Colin had told her when they became engaged, and now that it was their wedding night, he was fulfilling that promise, first baring his naked human form to Susannah’s eyes as she bared hers, and now transforming into his wolf form while she watched in open fascination.

Both versions of her husband were gloriously beautiful.

He leapt onto the bed where she sat, causing her to fall back upon the mattress as he caged himself over her body. She stared up at him with wide eyes, enthralled with how he filled her entire field of vision with his muscular furred body, and with how raw power and need seemed to radiate off him.

“You're not afraid,” he rasped out, his voice deepened by both his transformation and his desire.

“You've taken me once before.”

He crouched lower, the fur on his broad barrel chest brushing against her bare nipples with a sizzle of teasing pleasure. “But never like this.”

“No, never like this,” she breathed, trembling as she anticipated how different it might be.

His tongue darted out from his muzzle, sweeping across her lips, which she immediately opened to let him lick inside her mouth, lapping her tongue back against his. It was strange for him not to have lips for her to kiss, really, but no less pleasurable for the lack. The kiss was wet and messy and deliciously thrilling in how decadent it felt. “I’ve never kissed you like this before,” he purred when he pulled back from her mouth.

His paws carried him slowly down the length of her body, his fur trailing over her skin and making her shiver as he crept lower and lower. “And I've never gotten to do this.” He pushed her thighs apart to wedge his entire body between them, then lifted them off the bed to bring her sex to his face and lave his tongue across her folds.

She cried out at the heavenly new sensation that flared out from the point where his tongue was in contact with her flesh and swiftly coursed through the rest of her body.

Colin sensed this perfectly, his nostrils flaring at the way the scent of her arousal bloomed suddenly and his ears twitching at the sound of her heart kicking into an even faster rhythm. It drove him wild to know that he was pleasing his mate, making him stroke his tongue against her with increased vigor. Her taste drove him wild too. It seemed even more delectable than the time he had licked it from his fingers, and he lapped her slick up greedily, groaning against her sweet flesh.

Susannah stared down at the shaggy head working between her thighs, her stomach clenching at how obscene it appeared to have anyone’s face there, let alone such a wild, inhuman one. She wondered, briefly, whether this was something that other wives did with their husbands, or whether this was just a werewolf behavior. Her mother had told her very little about the marital bed. But when Colin’s long wolf tongue drove directly into her entrance, she stopped caring whether this might be improper. The pleasure was too glorious to think it wrong.

She sank her fingers into the lush fur on his head, anchoring herself against the rising tide of her pleasure, and his golden eyes fluttered up to hers at the touch. They were half-closed and hazy, like he was drunk on the taste of her. He drew his tongue out from her just long enough to mutter, “You taste exquisite” with a smile, then went back to licking her, his tongue curling around the sensitive nub at the top of her cunt and making her arch up against his muzzle with a whine.

His hands reached up to find her breasts, squeezing them in his palms and lightly tracing his claws over her nipples, drawing forth breathy moans from his mate. He’d never been able to touch her breasts in their previous encounters, and doing so now made him imagine how lovely they would feel in his hands when they were heavy with milk for his pups. His cock throbbed under him where it was trapped against the bed in his eagerness to breed her again.

“Colin!” she gasped. “That’s so—I’m going to—” He gave an approving sort of hum against her as he sped up his movements, and her body writhed against the mattress—then seized as her climax slammed into her, all her muscles tensing with the ferocity of the pleasure blazing through them. She felt Colin’s tongue slip from her pearl down into her entrance, her channel pulsing around it, and heard him let out a low, hungry groan.

She panted as the fluttering of her cunt gradually slowed and let go of Colin’s head to flop her arms down to the bed. He rose up from between her thighs to lean over her and flash a seductive, satisfied smile at her, the tips of his fangs glinting in the candlelight. The fur all along his muzzle was shiny too, wet with her juices, and her cunt gave another weak throb as she watched his long tongue sweep out to lick his chops clean.

Colin bit off two of his claws, like he’d done the first, last, and only time he’d fucked her, but Susannah frowned. “I don’t want your fingers; I want your prick.”

Fuck. Arousal punched through him, his cock throbbing in answer to her request for it, but he gritted his teeth and laid himself down next to her. “You’ve no idea how much it pleases me to hear you say that, but you’ve only taken me once before, and I’m even bigger like this. See?”

He pulled her hand onto his cock, looking down at it with her, and feeling heat scrabble up his spine at the alluring sight of how small and delicate her human hand looked against the angry red bulk of his wolf cock. He had to grit his teeth again not to start fucking hard against her soft little palm, and instead finish saying what he had been trying to tell her.

“If I don’t prepare you with my fingers first, it might hurt, and I never want to hurt you, butterfly. I hate that I hurt you the first time.” As he spoke, he slipped his hand between her thighs to stroke one finger against her silky petals, then slowly start easing it inside her hole.

“Not very much,” Susannah murmured, sliding her hand loosely against his prick, where her eyes were still fixed.

His finger moved in and out of her cunt in a slow but deliberate glide. “As you grow used to me, it won’t hurt at all, and we won’t need to use my fingers.” He slipped in a second one, and smiled at the little squeak she made when the breath got stuck in her throat. “Though you may decide you like them sometimes.”

He was impatient to be inside her too, to finally claim her completely, but he tried to take his time, gently stretching her open on his fingers, caressing her breasts with his other hand, lavishing his tongue in her mouth and over her throat, relishing her soft sounds of enjoyment. He was enjoying her attentions to him as well, the way her hand stroked over his cock while her other hand explored his body, scratching her fingers through his fur, reaching back to stroke the base of his tail, rubbing his sheath. There was a curiosity to her movements as she learned his body, but also a worshipful quality to her touch, her adoration for him seeping out through her fingertips and into his skin, warming every inch of him.

“You want me,” he whispered.

“I already told you that,” she replied.

He huffed out a throaty laugh. “My needy little wife. Oh, how you delight me.” He pulled his fingers from her and rolled her onto her back, rising above her. “Let’s give you what you want, hm?”

He pushed her thighs apart with his knees and brought his cock to her entrance. He held it there as he held her eyes, lingering on her gaze, memorizing the beautiful hunger he saw burning there, memorizing this moment, and then he tilted his hips forward to start pushing his way inside.

Susannah gasped at the first stretch open around his inhuman girth. It felt like she was being split apart by his wolf cock, but not with the sharp bite of pain like last time—it was a building pressure, a blossoming fullness as Colin slowly rocked his hips in small movements, working his way into her body bit by bit. She spread her thighs wider apart to welcome him deeper.

“Yes, that’s it, darling Susannah, keep opening for me,” he crooned as he returned home to the tight embrace of her velvety soft walls. He dragged himself halfway back, then slid in again, all the way to his knot this time. “You’re perfect for me.”

It felt perfect to her too, being filled and rocked in his arms as he rolled his hips against her with a cherishing reverence. When he’d taken her in a frenzy against the hedge, she’d been able to do little other than simply hang on, but this time she tried to match his movements, pushing her hips up to meet each downward plunge that he made into her, and pleasure rippled through her at the intimacy of their harmonized joining.

She lifted her head to watch their bodies coming together again and again, enthralled that he could fit inside her in this form and at how naturally they moved as one. The sight of it thrilled her, making her fuck back against him with abandon. She reached behind him to grip him near his tail, feeling the powerful muscles of his haunches contracting with each thrust, urging him deeper and harder into her.

Her arousal was so thick he could feel it like honey on his tongue, lolling from his muzzle as he panted with his thrusts. He could hear her pleasure too, in every frantic beat of her heart and jagged moan he wrung from her lips, and he could smell it in the flood of slick that was drenching her pussy and the sweat that trickled over her fevered skin. He dipped his head to lick it from between her breasts, then curl his long tongue around each of her nipples in turn.

She moaned as he snuffled higher, his nose and tongue trailing over her skin with happy whuffing noises. When he licked against the spot on her shoulder where his mating bite would go, she cried out his name at the red hot spark of pleasure. It shot through her blood, igniting a primal hunger, and she curled her hands into fists in his fur and tugged him harder against her. She wanted him to own her, to let him plunder and possess her, to surrender all that she was to his feral power.

Colin felt her raw need and clenched her hips tighter in his hands, the tips of his claws pressing into her soft flesh as he pounded harder against her. His knot hammered against the swollen petals of her sex, demanding to be let inside. “You want my mating bite,” he growled against her neck, letting his sharp canines scratch across her silky skin.

“Yes, please, please!” she begged.

“You must take my knot too.” He slammed his hips harder against her than ever, the edge of his knot starting to breach her as his heavy balls slapped against her ass.

“Yes! Everything, I want everything!” she sobbed.

“You’ll have it—God!—everything you want!” he cried out, and opened his jaws wide.

His teeth sunk into her skin at the same moment his knot sunk into her cunt. Her breathing ceased as twin flames of pain blazed brightly from each spot, yet blinding pleasure was twisted up with each of those pains, combining to form a glorious ecstasy that she wished would never end. His knot swelled even further, surging against the walls of her ravished cunt, before liquid heat flooded her insides in a throbbing rush.

Colin wanted to howl his elation at the feel of his seed releasing deep inside his mate, locked inside her by his knot, all while his jaws were locked around her shoulder, her life-blood heavy and hot on his tongue. Never before had he felt such pleasure! And yet he needed even more.

He tore his mouth from her shoulder to plead, “Bite me, please mate, bite me now, hard,” pulling her head toward his own shoulder. The moment her teeth clamped down on him, the feel of the mating bond washed over their joined bodies and sunk into his skin, piercing into his very bones. He howled as he released again inside her, pumping yet more seed into the womb of his newly-bonded mate, and felt her cunt clench around him as her own release overtook her and her mouth released his shoulder with a gasp.

“I'm yours, do you feel it, mate?” he panted with fervent happiness. “You claimed me with your bite, as I claimed you. You're mine. My mate forever.”

Susannah could barely think and barely hear him as the waves of her climax continued to carry her through a hurricane of pleasure. But she felt something else this time, something more, a sensation different and deeper than any other orgasm Colin had brought her before. She couldn't name it, apart from feeling more connected to Colin, like a piece of his soul had been stitched to her heart and would never leave her. She didn't think it was just because his knot literally connected him to her body at that moment. Somehow, she knew this connection would persist even when they were apart.

“I feel it,” she said when she could breathe again.

Colin's muzzle stretched into the widest grin she'd ever seen him make, and then he ducked his head to lick eagerly into her mouth. “My mate, my mate,” he mumbled in between licks, and Susannah laughed around his tongue with pure happiness. She felt fur brushing against her legs and realized he was wagging his tail violently.

He finally pulled back again, his golden eyes glowing brighter than she'd perhaps ever seen them. “I love you so much, butterfly.”

She ran her hands into the fur on his neck and up behind his pointed ears. “As I love you.”

He dipped his head to gently lick at the bite on her shoulder. It stung when he did so, yet a tendril of pleasure also pulled in her belly at the same moment. “I didn't hurt you too badly, did I?”

She shook her head. “I liked it. What about my bite on you?”

He huffed in amusement. “I don't think you even broke the skin.”

“But it still worked.”

The mating bond hummed under his skin, and he smiled broadly. “Yes, my sweet mate. It worked.”

~ 🐺🎩 ~

End of part 9 of Colin and Susannah

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