The Genius Delta

Nothing could be better than falling asleep in Jonathan’s arms after an epic orgasm. I was wrong. What could be better? Wake up to Jonathan’s hot breath on my thighs, his searing kisses peppering my soft skin, all leading up to his tortuous tongue licking my pussy before dipping inside. He hadn’t done that last night, fingers and cock, yes, but we were both a bit too eager to delve into oral foreplay.

“Jonathan…” I moaned, arching against him as I gripped the sheets.

I moaned louder as his growl vibrated against my core, sending jolts of pleasure through me. His arms looped around my thighs, pulling them further apart as he devoured me like a starving man. I could already feel the pleasure building inside me, and I didn’t know how long I could take it before it exploded.

I know he’s never done this before, so why is he so fucking good at it? Maybe it’s because he’s being methodical about it. He’s taking his time, exploring, and learning, which touches push me closer to climax. How did I get the genius who can dream up the most insane and intricate inventions like Dove and apply that genius mind to sex?

As he flicked his tongue against my clit my claws ripped into the sheet. And when he sucked on my clit I lost it. I screamed his name, my voice echoing around the bunker as my claws dug into the mattress. My heart was racing as my body quivered from the aftershocks of my orgasm. The aftershocks were not at all lessened by Jonathan continuing to lap at me and swirl his tongue inside me.

“Fuck, you taste good.” Jonathan groaned against my pussy before returning to devouring me.

“Jonathan… oh fuck…” I bit my bottom lip as he started to coax my body back to the edge. “Want…need… you.” I was panting the words as I reached down for him.

It was a relief when he complied and started kissing up my body. My heart was still racing, but at least my body had otherwise gotten past the wave of that orgasm.

I wiggled under him as his beard tickled my stomach, and the giggle bubbling inside me became a moan as his mouth found my breasts.

At first, his attention was tender, soft kisses and swirling his tongue around my nipple. But as his hand massaged and teased my other breasts, he got a little rougher, nipping at the tender skin, leaving little love bites that we both know will fade. I hissed each time but not exactly in pain. It was this mix of pain and pleasure that had my pussy clenching in desire.

Just as I thought he would put me out of my misery, okay, this was far from suffering, but you know what I mean, he switched breasts. “You’re trying to kill me….” I growled as I tugged at his hair.

He pulled back and looked at me with a smile, his beard glistening made me blush as I realized why his beard was glistening. That was my orgasm in his beard, and given that he kissed my body, I also knew I probably had a trail of it on my skin. It sounds gross, but I quickly realized I don’t care. Besides, I can shower before work.

“What a way to go, átawit.” He winked before dipping his head back to my chest.

I rolled my eyes and arched against him. “If I’m going to die from orgasm, you better give me something thicker and longer to die on than your tongue.” I teased him as I reached between us. A smile spread across my lips as I found his hard cock.

“Persephone…” He sucked in a sharp breath, groaning as I wrapped my hand around his length.

I love how my name sounds on his lips, especially when he says it like that. Like I’m everything to him like I’m the key to everything. His mouth was on mine in a hungry, desperate kiss before I could taunt him further with my words. Tilting my hips, I guided his cock to my entrance. That seemed to be all the direction he needed as he thrust inside me.

the kiss as our bodies

alcove bed area, so we weren’t changing positions. Last night, I learned the hard way when I tried to get on top and bonked my head as I couldn’t fully sit up. It’s not like all of our future intimacy will be in this alcove.

in a proper bed. And there’s plenty of space in

part of the bunker. No one else is going to hear or smell us. If we’d stayed at the pack house, the Alpha family and my little sister could have heard us. Delilah has to deal with enough sex sounds

I tilted my head on instinct to give him more access, wanting him to mark me. I wanted and needed to feel the bond between us deepen. Sara was

how long the hickey will last, but I could already tell it would be a deep dark mark with how hard and intensely he sucked at the spot. Fuck, it was hot, even hotter, when I thought about going to work with it visible. It may not be our mate mark, but at least

seemed to be enough to drive us both over the edge. I growled against his neck, refusing to let go till I knew the hickey would last a

dick, and I felt him release. I’m so fucking glad I have the IUD. But I still made a mental note that we should buy condoms. Better safe than sorry.

me. I

up like this to an alarm clock.”

Jonathan groaned as he pressed a

not going into the office in Bloodmoon training gear.” I agreed

Maybe we could call in and say we’ll be remote. Then I can keep you naked all day.” Jonathan suggested, leaning up on his

also means not seeing Mila and maybe going for run breaks so Jaci and I can spend more

it’s only my second day, and I don’t want to make a bad impression on others. Especially since I will

doesn’t mean I’m going to

me because we have an intimate relationship. You’re going

are as your internship progresses.” He conceded. “But let’s head out since

not been thinking in which direction he rolled and started to fall

sleep up here.” We both started laughing as he landed

We didn’t bother grabbing clothes as we’d be running in wolf form back to the packhouse. So we went topside, and once he had secured the bunker, we shifted to Jaci and Sara and made our way to the pack house.

snickered over his cup of coffee as

of us were stupid enough to date before finding our

before Mikali clapped his hand on his shoulder. “Let it go, David. Let Silvercloud be happy. None of us want to get glitter bombed.” Mikali

can do worse than a glitter bomb.” I smiled as we turned to head

are, Persephone!” Delilah greeted me as she suddenly hugged me on the stairs. “You

the night with Jonathan.” I pointed out as I