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Pippa

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As he drove Pippa's car, following the directions from her GPS, Akeem took a moment to reflect on what was happening. It still felt a little surreal. She was young, beautiful, with an intoxicating smell that had the wolf pace inside him restlessly, even now. He did not know what she saw in him, but he would not fight his good luck. Far from calming his desire, the short car ride only served to build anticipation, and he was glad she had thought ahead, so they only needed to pick up the keycard.

Kissing her again felt like water on parched lips, something he'd been longing for, something all of him had been longing for. She kissed him slowly, but he kissed back fiercely, letting the wolf direct his actions. His arms wrapped possessively about her waist, pulling her closer to him, before his hands slid down to cup her bum. Her scent enveloped him in a heady haze, and a growl broke into the kiss as he thought of what it would be like to feel her wrapped around him.

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Pippa's kisses grew more frantic in response to his hunger. Fingers pulled his shirt free from his trousers so she could trace her fingertips over his bare skin on his belly and his chest. And then she lunged in, lips tearing at his in a heated attempt to taste whatever it was rising up in him. It was more than passion. She couldn't believe for a second he was as boring as he'd stated he was.

Akeem bit at her lips in response, meeting her wildness with his. He flexed his legs enough to slide his hands to the top of her thighs and, after giving her a beat to expect it, hoisted her up to wrap her legs around his waist, turning to put her back to the nearest wall. He would pay for all of this tomorrow, but it was worth it, he felt, in that moment.

Pippa held fast to him, locking her ankles together behind his back and keeping a secure hold with her arms. With the wall to support her as well she felt secure enough to squirm against him. She caught his mouth again and again, delighting in the taste of his tongue.

"God, I want you," she exhaled. "You want me? Tell me you want me."

"I need you," Akeem answered hotly between one kiss and the next, another growl building from deep inside his chest at the way she squirmed against him. He tore his mouth from hers to bury his face in her neck, breathing in deep and nosing hair away so he could lick and bite at tender skin. The bites were perhaps a little sharper than normal, but did not risk breaking skin.

Her nails dug into his shoulders and she squirmed more, trapped against the wall. It only provided her leverage for the best friction. Pippa kissed him, tearing at his mouth with wet, hungry bites. She could feel desire radiating off of her, making he skin tingle. Her cunt was tight and wet and her nipples ached for attention. She wanted more, and desperately.

Fortunately, so did Akeem. And much as he also wanted to keep her there, his strength was really not what it had once been. He pulled her off the wall and made it over to the bed, dropping her there and moving on top of her, a hand under her top as his lips moved down her cleavage.

Pippa wriggled a little and pulled her shirt off over her head. It went flying off the edge of the bed to the floor and she stretched out beneath him in just her bra. There wasn't a chance she'd lay there passively and as soon as her own was off she began to pull at his to get him to strip down, too.

"Too many clothes," she complained as she struggled to undress him.

Akeem undid just enough buttons to be able to pull his shirt over his head, and the t-shirt he wore underneath it followed suit. While he could not exactly be described as muscular, he was in good shape for a man his age. He owed his long runs as a wolf for the wiriness of his musculature, and his mostly healthy diet for not putting on weight as he reached middle age.

Once those clothes were gone, he bent down to nuzzle at her breasts, his scruff gently scratching soft skin. He hooked his fingers in the cups and pushed them under her breasts, so they would be pushed up and now bare, allowing him to suck one hard nipple into his mouth. He was hungry for her, said his every action.

She cried out, wanton and needy, and her fingers plunged into his hair to hold him there. Pippa arched her back and pushed up to meet his mouth. The pain and pleasure of it went right to her groin, making her pulse and ache.

"You're making me crazy," she panted. "Touch me. God, fuck, please, more..." she babbled.

Her words had just the same effect on him as his mouth had on her, and Akeem's hands moved to her trousers to open them. He bit her nipple softly before sitting up to help her out of her trousers, taking her knickers along for the ride. The sooner he had his face between her thighs, the happier he would be. He lost no time as he settled on his knees at the foot of the bed, grabbing her hips and pulling her closer so he could lean in and smell her, before parting her folds and giving her a slow, happy lick.

She started to cry out but then his tongue shocked a gasping hiccup from her. She wrapped a leg around his shoulders and lifter her cunt to meet him.

"Oh, God," she groaned deeply. One hand took hold of her breast to tug and toy with her own nipple and the other found his hair to scratch his scalp. "Akeem, oh my God..."

How vocal she was being only served as encouragement, especially when her hips shifted to press closer to him. Akeem growled softly, sucking on her clit for a few seconds before proceeding to lick her out from vulva to clit. He had every intention of making her come, now; he wasn't going for slow and subtle, he wanted her to come undone as soon as possible, to burst from what he was doing to her. It wasn't long before he slid a couple of fingers inside of her, focusing his tongue on her clit as his fingers fucked her, curving slightly inside her to look for her G-spot.

She had always been vocal in bed, never shying away from letting her lovers know when they were doing exactly what she liked. Pippa moaned and gasped, bucking her hips to feel his tongue, to take his fingers in.

"I'm gonna come," she panted, babbling and whining as she moved how she needed to to get off. So close. So very close. Then it broke over her and she scrambled to get hold of him, pulling his hair and digging her nails into his shoulder as she tipped over the edge and came with a cry and a shudder.

Akeem let her ride out her orgasm on his tongue and fingers, only stopping when she instinctively twitched away from too much stimulation. His breathing was short as he sat back on his heels, watching her and her glistening cunt and wiping a hand over his mouth. There had been a time when he talked more in bed; there had also been a time when he was more in control. But the closer to the surface the wolf was and the less he communicated verbally. He rubbed his scruff against the inside of her thigh, then gave her a sharp bite there, once again keeping well clear of breaking skin.

Then he moved back on the bed, nipping and kissing his way up her body until he found her lips for another kiss.

She kissed him back, her tongue plunging into his mouth to lick the taste of herself off his tongue. Fingers grasped for his arms, his back, his hair, and she squirmed to get closer.

"More," she demanded. Then she found the strength to push him, to roll him over and climb on top of him. Supernatural strength had her pushing him into the bed, her magic coursing through her and bleeding out, charging the air with frantic sexual tension.

Before he could comply, Akeem had been rolled over. His hands came to clasp her hips, hips rolling to grind up against her through his trousers, another soft growl rising from the back of his throat at how much he wanted her. It had been a while since his last time in bed with anyone, but he would later reflect that it hadn't been long enough to warrant this level of intensity, and the way the wolf side of him responded to her truly was all about her. "More," he agreed, his voice lower and rougher than it had been at the bar.

Pippa kissed him, a brutal and punishing kiss that ended with her biting his bottom lip. She tugged it as she pulled away and began to kiss her way down his torso, nimble fingers undoing his fly so she could take his trousers down off his hips.

Nothing in Akeem's response suggested anything but appreciation of her roughness, from his growl to the roll of his hips right before she let go of his lip. He lifted them so she could tug his trousers and boxers down, the very thought of all of her naked skin against all of his pushing another happy exhale from him, but he sat up and caught her wrist right before she would have tossed them away/ "Condom," he explained, pulling a wallet from the back pocket of his trousers.

Such an inconvenience, she thought. Huffing, she took it and tore it open to get him dressed. It didn't take long to get it in place and then she curled over him and used her lips to roll the latex down the shaft of his cock, her tongue sliding against the base to coax it along.

The wolf was too prevalent then for Akeem to even think about trying to stop his hips from pushing up into her gorgeous mouth, his moan halfway to a growl again. "Now," he muttered, grabbing and rolling them so he wound up on top, finding his place between her legs and pushing in immediately, a hand in her hair turning her head to the side so he could bury his face against her neck, back bowing to thrust deeper into her.

Pippa cried out in pure pleasure. A leg wrapped around him to pull him closer, to encourage him to thrust into her again and again. Her head tipped back to offer him her throat and her eyes fell closed.

But her power was suddenly unrestrained, the force of it bleeding off her and wrapping around him in a cocoon of desire and pleasure. Since Grandfather had died and she had come to power she had been trying to learn to control it, but all too often Pippa's magic got away from her. It was contagious, sharing her moods with those around her. Happiness, melancholy, and even, like now, lust. Her need was a thirst that couldn't be satisfied and the power that wrapped around Akeem urged him to give her his all.

It was all Akeem could do not to shift right then, instinct keeping him from doing that in the middle of sex. But the wolf was so strong then, nearly overpowering, and he focused on the way she felt around him instead. So soft, wet and warm, even through the latex, and he thrust into her hard, without holding back, chasing both of their pleasures higher. He would pay this so hard, but only the now mattered, and the now was composed of nothing but the feel and the scent of her, the sight and sound of her.

Pippa clawed at his back, gripped his hair, smacked his ass to get him to go faster. Her legs tightened around him and she used that leverage to buck and roll her hips in time with his motion.

"Fuck me," she panted. "Fuck me, Akeem. God, yes, please..."

She was close again already, the friction to delicious to resist, and she began to move with him, against him, seeking her own satisfaction.

Rather than going faster, no matter how much she seemed to beg for that, Akeem went harder for now, and only gradually picked up the pace, as he lost himself to her more and more, sensations washing through him higher and higher. His mouth was on her skin more often than not, kissing, licking and biting in between short breaths and muted growls. "Touch yourself," he told her in a rough whisper right beside her ear, wanting to feel her come apart again, around him this time, but not wanting to relinquish how hard he was fucking her, braced on both hands.

She gasped and gasped again, then thrust her hand between them to feel through the slick to find her clit. She took a moment to trace the shape of his cock as it slid into her, then she began to work herself closer and closer to her next orgasm. All sense left her and though she choked a few unintelligible words, mostly what escaped her was feral grunts and plaintive whines.

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