Primal Bonds 2 (Tales of Beastkin)

5. Shiro

5

Shiro

A dam’s kiss was hot and passionate, a kiss that demanded my surrender, a kiss that I gave myself over to willingly and with abandon. I melted into him, my body going limp in his embrace as I parted my lips eagerly, granting him entry to the sweetness within. He plunged his tongue into my mouth, exploring, tasting, claiming me with a passion that set my nerve endings alight.

His hands slid up my chest, one coming to rest on the nape of my neck, his fingers tangling in my hair, while the other caressed the curve of my cheek. I felt myself responding, my own scent mingling with his in the steam-filled air. It was a heady, intoxicating mix that made my head spin and my heart race with anticipation.

Our tongues intertwined in a heated dance—intense, passionate, all-consuming—a dance that was both a question and an answer, a plea and a promise. The world around me blurred into a haze of sensation, every nerve in my body alight with a fire that only Adam could stoke. I clung to him, my fingers digging into the broad expanse of his shoulders as I surrendered to the maelstrom of emotions that raged within me.

When he finally released my lips, I was left gasping for air, my body humming with a need so intense it was almost painful. My lips tingled from the force of his kiss, and I could still taste him on my tongue—a potent mix of spice and heat that left me yearning for more.

Adam’s gaze held mine, dark and stormy, and there was a hunger in his eyes that mirrored the yearning in my own. And then his lips were on mine again, his tongue exploring every part of me, claiming me with an intensity that left no room for thought. I couldn’t help but squirm in his arms, a willing captive to his devouring kiss.

My heart was pounding like a drumbeat in my chest as he released my lips again to trail hot kisses down my neck. Adam maneuvered me so that I faced him fully, our chests pressed together, the heat of his body seeping into mine. I could feel his arousal, hard and insistent against my own, and a whimper of need escaped my lips, my own cock straining against his, a silent cry for attention. My arms found their way around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair as he lavished attention on my chest.

I shivered under the assault of his mouth as he teased and licked at my nipple, the flick of his tongue sending jolts of pleasure through me. I groaned softly, arching into him, craving more. The feeling of his tongue against my skin was exquisite torture, each pull drawing a helpless whimper from my throat.

As he continued to suckle at my nipple, his hands roamed lower, along the curve of my back, until they reached my ass where he cupped the supple flesh, his fingers kneading and exploring. A needy whimper escaped my lips as he teased and tantalized me, his fingers inching closer to the place where I ached for him the most. I writhed against him, my hips bucking of their own accord, seeking the friction that would ease the growing ache within me.

My core yearned with the need to be filled, to be claimed by him, and my body responded to Adam’s touches eagerly. He growled lowly, a sound that vibrated against my skin, hungry and possessive. His fingers touched my entrance, teasing the slick heat that awaited him. I gasped as he circled the sensitive area, my body shuddering with anticipation.

He plunged a finger inside me, the sudden intrusion both startling and exhilarating. A moan escaped my lips as he slid deeper, my body yielding to his touch, eager for more. And then he started stroking me with slow, deliberate movements, each thrust of his digit stoking the fire within me to new heights. My hips bucked of their own accord, seeking more of the exquisite torture he was so expertly administering.

Our lips met again in a kiss that was slow and languid. With every stroke of his tongue against mine, I pressed myself closer to him, our hard lengths rubbing together, creating a maddening friction that threatened to consume me entirely. I lost myself in the slow, sensuous dance of our mouths, the taste of him intoxicating, heightening every sense until nothing else existed but the feel of his body against mine. When he released my lips, I gasped for air, my breaths coming in short, ragged pants.

“Adam,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with need.

He smiled at me, a soft, tender one that made my heart flutter. “Soon,” he said. “For now, I want to savor every moment with you.”

His words sparked a fresh wave of desire within me, my body aching for him in ways I had never imagined possible. I wanted him to savor me, to claim me slowly and thoroughly, to stoke the fire within my soul. I nodded, eager to embark on this journey of discovery, to revel in the uncharted territory of intimate connection.

Adam shifted his position, lifting me effortlessly and repositioning me so that I sat upon the edge of the bathtub, my legs spread wide, my body bared for his eyes to feast upon. A blush crept across my cheeks as I realized just how exposed I was. My cock, hard and aching, stood proudly before me.

Despite Adam having seen me fully naked before, that we had shared our bodies with each other the night prior, I still felt a flush of embarrassment at being so vulnerable, so on display for him. But then his eyes met mine, and all thoughts fled from my mind. All I could see was the raw hunger in his gaze, a hunger that was solely for me.

My breath hitched as Adam settled himself between my legs, his broad shoulders forcing them farther apart. My hardened flesh stood proudly before him, smooth as porcelain, desperate for his touch, his possession.

The sight of him—this powerful alpha, a leader among our kind, the head of the fearsome Sullivan Clan—gazing at me with such unbridled hunger sent a thrill of exhilaration and a pang of illicit excitement rushed through my veins. Time seemed to stand still, the world narrowing to this single moment, to the anticipation of his lips on my most sensitive area.

I watched, my heart racing, as he leaned in closer. When his lips wrapped around my cock, a bolt of pure, unfiltered pleasure shot through my body, eliciting a strangled cry from my lips. The sensation of his hot, wet mouth enveloping me was almost too much to bear. I squirmed and writhed as his tongue swirled around the sensitive tip of my cock. Each stroke of his tongue, each suck of his lips on my quivering flesh sent waves of pleasure coursing through me.

My body responded instinctively to the onslaught of sensation, my hips bucking in time with his attention, urging him on, deeper, though he needed no encouragement. He took me in fully, his mouth working around my length in a way that made stars dance before my eyes and my toes curl.

The pleasure was almost too much to bear, a tempest of sensation that threatened to sweep me away, my body trembling on the precipice of release, my mind lost in the overwhelming tide of desire that Adam had so expertly stoked within me. And yet even amid the whirlwind of pleasure, a small, coherent part of my mind marveled at the sight before me, at the sight of such a powerful, dominant beastkin on his knees before me, his eyes closed in rapture as he worshipped my body with a tenderness and devotion I had never dreamed of receiving.

Every flick of his tongue against my sensitive tip, each gentle squeeze of my shaft with his hand sent shock waves of delight coursing through my body, pushing me ever closer to the brink. I squirmed beneath his touch, my body writhing with the sheer intensity of the pleasure he was eliciting from me.

I could feel my climax building, an unstoppable force that threatened to overwhelm me at any moment. My fingers found their way into his hair, tangling in the soft strands as I held on for dear life.

“Adam,” I gasped, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’m… I’m going to…”

I was panting now, my chest heaving as I gasped for breath, the fire within me burning white-hot as Adam quickened his pace, taking me deeper, his ministrations more fervent, more demanding as he sensed my approaching climax. My eyes locked with his, his gaze fierce and unyielding as he urged me over the edge.

And then it happened, a rush of sensation so intense, so all-consuming that my entire world fractured into a thousand glittering shards as I came, my voice echoing around the bathroom as I cried out in ecstasy, my body convulsing in the throes of an orgasm more powerful than any I had ever known. My release spilled forth, painting his throat as he drank me in, swallowing every drop with a ravenous hunger that seemed insatiable.

As the last spasms of pleasure finally subsided and the aftershocks of my climax slowly ebbed away, I sagged against the cool tile of the bathroom wall, my body languid, every muscle turned to jelly by the intensity of what had just transpired between us.

Adam pulled me back against his chest, cradling me in the warm, fragrant bath water. The scent of our combined arousals mingled with the steam, creating a heady aroma that seemed to seep into my very pores. His arms wrapped around me, strong and secure, and I felt myself sinking into his embrace.

Adam’s lips found mine again, and our mouths melded together in a kiss that was both tender and passionate. There was a sweetness to our connection, a taste of my own essence intertwining with his, creating a flavor that was uniquely ours.

Our lips never parted as he skillfully maneuvered us deeper into the large tub. The feel of his skin against mine, slick from the water, was electric. His hands never ceased their exploration of my body, fingers gently tracing the lines of my shoulders, down my spine, over the curve of my hip, the length of my thighs, and came back up to the contours of my chest, circling my nipples before drifting lower again. Each caress left a trail of fire in its wake, reigniting the embers of desire within me that had barely cooled after my release.

Adam was unhurried, taking his time to cherish every part of me as if committing the lines and curves and textures of my skin to memory. His kisses trailed from my lips to the sensitive skin beneath my ear, sending shivers of delight through me. Everywhere he touched, every spot he kissed, came alive under his tender attention, leaving me breathless and needy all over again.

Despite the intensity of my recent release, I could already feel the familiar ache building within my core. I longed for him, needed to feel him inside me, filling me, claiming me. It was a primal, all-consuming hunger that gnawed at my very soul, a need that could only be satisfied by Adam.

In a daze, I reached for him, my fingers wrapping around his hard length, eliciting a deep growl from him. He was thick and heavy in my grasp, his flesh hot and silky smooth. I began to stroke him, my movements slow and tentative at first, then growing bolder as I heard his breath hitch and felt his body shudder beneath my touch.

His girth swelled even further, filling me with an even greater need to have him inside me, completing the intimate bond between us. It was a raw, primal yearning that no amount of satisfaction could ever quell; it only grew stronger, fueled by the very essence of my being, the magnetic pull between us that defied all logic and reason.

I was eager to stoke the fires of Adam’s desire, to bring him to the same edge of desperation that he had so effortlessly led me to. But Adam seemed content to savor the moment. He reached between my legs and wrapped his fingers around my cock, stroking me with a firm, steady rhythm that soon had me hard again.

Our lips met in a fiery dance, tongues dueling as our passion ignited once more. I could feel the urgency building within me, a desperate need that clawed at my very soul. I moaned into his mouth, my hips bucking of their own accord as I sought to increase the contact between us. I wanted more, needed more. I needed him to take me, to fill me, to claim me.

“Please, Adam…” I begged.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a smile, those molten eyes of his burning brighter as he recognized the depth of my need for him.

He repositioned me, and I straddled his lap, the tip of his hardness brushing against my entrance, igniting a surge of want that coursed through every nerve in my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck, clutching on to him for dear life as I prepared to take him into my body, my heart pounding in my chest as I hovered over his hardened length.

Slowly, ever so slowly, I lowered myself onto him, the water around us swirling with the movement. Adam rose to meet me, his cock pushing past the tight ring of muscle and into the depths of my body.

“Adam…” A low groan escaped my lips as I felt him stretching me, filling me to the hilt, the sensation of being claimed by him sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body, a light that seemed to emanate from our joined forms. The golden glow radiating from me intermingled with the blue luminescence of his own, bathing us in an ethereal light that shimmered upon the water’s surface. I shuddered against him, my fingers digging into the firm muscles of his shoulders as I adjusted to the feel of him inside me.

Adam let out a low growl, the sound vibrating through my very core. “You feel incredible,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

“So do… you,” I managed to reply, my own voice filled with awe. “You’re so… big, so… hot inside me.”

He chuckled, the sound sending delightful shivers down my spine. “And you, sweet Shiro, are so hot and tight,” he said.

With another low, rumbling growl, he claimed my lips once more. His hand slipped behind my head, drawing me even closer as his other hand gripped my hip. And then he began to move within me, each measured thrust of his hips pushing his cock even deeper.

The sensation of him sliding in and out, the friction of his hard length against that exquisitely sensitive place inside me, was both maddening and mesmerizing. I surrendered to the pace he set, my own body undulating against him, meeting his every stroke with a desperation born of an instinctual craving that could only be satisfied by this man.

We kissed deeply, passionately, our tongues dueling as our bodies writhed together. The water sloshed around us as Adam drove his cock deeply and lovingly into my body. The pleasure was almost too much to bear, coiling tightly at the base of my spine, building in intensity with each passing second, each thrust of his hips hitting that magical spot within me that sent stars dancing before my eyes. The sensation was exquisite, a divine pleasure that left me panting and desperate for more. I was lost in the rhythm of our bodies moving together in perfect sync, the pleasure building within me to a fever pitch.

Adam never broke the kiss, our tongues mimicking the heated dance taking place below the surface of the water. Every thrust brought me closer to the edge of ecstasy, each stroke fanning the flames of the inferno blazing within my very soul. Our bodies glowed with an ethereal light, the air around us thick with our mixed scents, heady aroma that seemed to wrap around us, binding us together in a way that was both primal and profound and only served to fuel the fire raging within me.

I clung to him, my fingers digging into the firm muscles of his shoulders as Adam increased his pace, driving into me harder, faster, deeper—each thrust of his hips eliciting a cry of pleasure from my lips. The water in the bathtub churned and splashed onto the tile floor as our bodies danced together in the frenzied heat of desire. I was lost in the sensation of him—the feel of his hard length moving inside me, the warmth of his skin against mine, the intoxicating scent of our mixed arousals that filled the air.

His lips claimed mine in a searing kiss, swallowing my cries as he fucked me with a wild abandon that left me breathless. I could feel myself tightening around him, my own cock straining against his belly, slick with the evidence of my desire for him. And then, without warning, I tumbled over the edge, my climax hitting me. My body convulsed, my vision blurred, and a strangled cry escaped my lips as I came, hot and hard, my seed spilling forth to paint his belly and mingle with the bathwater. The intensity of my release was almost too much to bear, each pulse of pleasure that coursed through my body threatening to send me spiraling into oblivion.

Even as I rode the waves of my climax, Adam did not stop his thrusting. His cock remained hot and hard, deep inside me, his thrusts unrelenting as he continued to drive into me with an urgency that left me gasping for air. He released my lips and trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck to my shoulder, his teeth grazing my skin in a way that sent shivers of delight zipping through my veins.

His mouth found my chest, and he took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and nipping at the sensitive bud as he continued to drive into me with a relentless hunger. The sensation of his tongue against my skin, coupled with the feel of his cock moving inside me, was enough to stoke the fires of my desire anew.

Soon, I found myself hard again, the pleasure building within me with each powerful thrust of his hips. With a low growl, Adam lifted me in his arms as he rose from the water, his cock still buried deep within me. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms finding their way around his neck, clinging to him as he turned and rested me against the cool tile wall of the bathroom. The change in position sent a thrill of excitement coursing through my veins, the new angle allowing him to drive even deeper inside me, each thrust hitting a spot that sent waves of pleasure radiating through my entire body.

Our eyes locked, my breath hitching as I saw the raw hunger that blazed within Adam’s depths. He held my gaze as he moved within me, his hips thrusting in a tempo that was both primal and possessive. Each stroke of his cock inside me sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body, igniting a fire within my soul that threatened to consume me entirely.

His lips found mine, and our tongues danced together in a passionate kiss as he continued to fuck me against the wall. Adam’s thrusts grew more fervent, his cock driving deep inside me with an urgency that left my head spinning. My cries echoed around the bathroom, punctuating the sound of our bodies colliding with each other in a wild, passionate dance. I could feel the pressure building within me, a tide of pleasure that threatened to sweep me away.

“Adam!” I cried out, my voice hoarse with need as I clung to him, my body writhing against his with desperation.

Adam’s response was a low growl that resonates deep within my core, the sound feral and untamed. It ignited something within him, an unleashed fury of passion that drove him to fuck me harder, faster, deeper, hitting that sweet spot with every powerful stroke.

My body trembled, on the brink of another climax, my fingers clutching at his shoulders as I surrendered myself to the overwhelming pleasure that barreled through my veins, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist as I held on for dear life. I was lost in a sea of pleasure, adrift in a world where nothing existed but the feel of his body against mine, the taste of his lips on mine, and the sound of his voice as he growled my name again and again.

“Shiro… Shiro…”

And then, just like that, I was falling over the edge, my body writhing in his arms as I came undone, spilling my seed between us. My third orgasm was even more intense than the first two, my vision blurring as I was swept away by the tide of pleasure that crashed over me.

My climax triggers something primal within Adam, his body tensing as he buries himself to the hilt inside me. I felt it—a sudden fullness, a stretching sensation that bordered on pain, but in the most exhilarating way possible. My eyes widened as Adam’s cock swelled within me, a knot forming at its base, locking us together in the most intimate way imaginable. The sensation was exquisite, and I could feel Adam’s cock throbbing in a rhythm with my own pounding heart as my body shuddered around him, my inner walls clenching him tight. It was as though our very souls had intertwined, our bodies functioning as one.

Adam’s eyes locked on mine, and I saw a raw, primal hunger reflected in his gaze. He looked feral, his features sharpened by the supernatural glow that surrounded him. The air around us seemed charged with energy, the light radiating from our joined bodies casting a soft, ethereal glow upon the bathroom tiles.

I whimpered softly, my body trembling with the force of my emotions as I gazed up at him, my heart pounding in my chest. Adam’s lips found mine in a scorching kiss, his tongue sweeping into my mouth as he claimed me with a passion that left me breathless.

As we clung to each other, our bodies joined in the most intimate way possible, I could feel the bond between us growing stronger, deeper, more profound. It was as if our very souls were intertwining, merging together in an ancient dance.

I couldn’t help but bask in the pleasure, my body limp and pliant in Adam’s arms as the knot within me continued to pulse. Each beat sent waves of ecstasy coursing through my veins, heightening my senses until all I could do was feel. And Adam, he looked even more magnificent, his body radiating power and dominance as he held me close.

Adam’s knot held us locked together for what seemed like an eternity, our bodies moving in a slow, languid pace as he rode out the waves of his own release. I could feel the warmth of his seed filling me, a sensation that was both foreign and oddly comforting.

Eventually, the knot subsided, leaving behind a warm, satisfied glow that seemed to envelop my entire being. Adam brushed a stray lock of hair from my forehead, his touch gentle and tender as his cock slid free from my body. He lifted me in his arms and carried me to the shower, where he rinsed us both clean with warm, gentle hands. Once we were dry, Adam scooped me up in his arms once again and carried me into the bedroom.