The Hybrid's Hope

Chapter 10: Exploration

Levi

“Do you know how to use this?” Hope asks me as we lay on the bed in her bedroom, trying to figure out how to put this damn condom on.

“I think you just roll it on,” I say, looking at the instructions.

“And it just stays on?”

I shrug. “Supposedly.”

While I’m reading, I feel her hands take hold of me. I suck in air and look at her.

“Sorry,” she says, releasing me instantly.

“Please don’t apologize for making me feel good,” I say.

“That felt good?” she asks, frowning.

“Really good.”

“But I was just … holding it.”

“IT likes you a lot. So any touch at all from you, feels good.”

‘Tell her to blow on it,’ Malcolm says.

‘Knock it off. I’m trying not to scare her.’

‘She doesn’t look scared to me. She looks fascinated.’

She does look fascinated.

“Malcolm says you should blow on it,” I say, unwilling to take the heat if my wolf scares her.

“Blow on it? Really?” she asks, frowning as she stares at my aching c**k.

I’ve been desperate to be inside her again all day, but I’ve masked it in the water and scrubbed my body on sand to try and keep those ideas at bay while I was with her family. But the moment we came into this room together, I lost the battle. And now, with her touching me and staring at me like she’s not sure what to do, I’m a man on the edge.

As I watch, she leans over and gently blows on d**k sending waves of hot pleasure ricocheting through my body.

I suck in air as my hips buck, instinctively wanting to get closer to the source of pleasure.

“Is it that sensitive?” she asks.

“IT is called a p***s, or a d**k, or a c**k, and yes. With you, it will always be that sensitive.”

“What happens if a touch it and blow on it at the same time?” she asks, and I swear if she keeps looking at my c**k like it’s her new favorite toy, I might just come right here.

“I would probably come if you did that,” I say through gritted teeth.

She looks up at me and smiles. “Really?”

Damn she’s so innocent.

‘Tell her to kiss it,’ Malcolm says.

‘Malcolm …’ I growl.

‘Just see what she does.’

“Malcolm says you should kiss it.”

She looks at me. “Is Malcolm in complete control of your d**k, Levi?”

“If he was, we’d already be buried balls deep inside you. He doesn’t care about putting a pup or cub in you. I’m trying to be respectful,” I say a little sharply.

“Sorry,” she says, sitting back.

“No. I’m sorry. I’m so f*****g turned on right now, Hope. I’m just terrified I’m going to do something that will scare you, or disgust you, or make you not want to be with me,” I say quickly.

She smiles. “I’m not scared of you, Levi.”

“I know, but you’re innocent.”

“Well, I know how it works. You get excited, you ejaculate, if you’re inside me, your sperm connects with my eggs and that’s how babies are made. My mom taught me that years ago.”

“Right, it’s one thing to know that’s how it works, it’s quite another to have me ejaculate in your face because I couldn’t hold back any longer.”

She slaps a hand over her mouth. “That could happen?” she asks.

“I’m horribly close to losing control, Hope,” I tell her. “You smell so good. You feel so good. I love you so much. It’s just my body’s response to being around you.”

Then she giggles. I watch as she fights it, then loses the fight and begins laughing.

“How many times have you lost control in our life and I didn’t know it?” she asks.

“A LOT!” I say, grinning as I watch her laughing.

I shift, moving so I’m hovering over her. “You think that’s funny?”

She nods. I pull her hand away from her mouth and lean down to kiss her, slowly and deeply, sliding my tongue into her mouth and tasting her.

Suddenly, she pulls away from the kiss. “Wait, is that why you wanted to taste me last night? When you were …” she points to her lower body.

“Going down on you?” I ask her.

“Yeah. You said you needed to taste me. If I did that, could I taste you too?”

“Yes, Hope. If I came in your mouth, you would taste me.”

She frowns. “Do people do that?”

“Yes. Yes they do.”

She pushes me up. “Then I want to taste you.”

“Umm, are you sure. It’s probably messy. From what I’ve heard from other guys, sometimes the girl chokes when the guy comes.”

She frowns again. “What did your books say?”

“I didn’t read about oral s*x for me. I read about how to make s*x good for you.”

“Then I guess we’ll just have to practice,” she says.

“You want to practice going down on me?” I say slowly, making sure I heard her correctly.

“Well, it’s probably like sparring, right? The more you practice, the better you get?”

I blink, staring at her.

“Thank you, Moon Goddess, for giving me this amazing woman,” I say, making her giggle again.

“Okay, lay down," she says.

I do, watching her, now almost as fascinated with her as she is with me.

When I do, she takes me in her hands, making my body jerk again.

She smiles. “You like that.”

“Yes. It will feel good to have you stroke me up and down,” I say, watching her as she focuses on what she’s doing.

“How’s that?”

I swallow hard. “It’s good. Really good.”

“Your hard underneath, but your skin is so soft on the outside. I like it,” she says, looking up at me.

“I like it too,” I say, my voice rough with desire.

As she’s stroking me, a bit of precum leaks out.

“Umm, is that good?” she asks. “That wasn’t an orgasm right? It didn’t feel like it did last night.”

“That’s precum. It’s sort of a bit leaking out before an orgasm. That’s going to give you the taste you were wanting,” I say.

“Really?”

“Mmhmm,” I say, gritting my teeth and she strokes me again, making more leak out.

Then she leans over and very carefully licks tip of my c**k. I groan at the feel of her warm, wet tongue, just as she moans.

“Oh, you do taste good,” she growls. I open my eyes to see Qadira shining in her eyes. “We need more of that.”

“Qadira, let Hope go at her pace,” I warn her, still struggling to hold on to my self-control.

I watch as Qadira pulls back but still stays forward enough to participate.

“Use your mouth, Hope, but no teeth,” I say, fisting the sheets in my hands as she leans over and carefully wraps her mouth around me.

“Up and down,” I gasp, desperately fighting for control as her warm mouth surrounds the tip of my c**k.

“Just like that,” I say as she begins moving. I groan when she begins swiping her tongue on the underside of my c**k, making it jerk in her mouth.

She purrs softly and the vibrations flow through my aching c**k, making my hips buck in response.

I feel her gag as I accidentally hit the back of her throat.

“Sorry,” I say, panting with the effort not to come so quickly.

She begins moving again and I close my eyes, trying hard to maintain control.

“Oh goddess, you feel so good, Hope.”

She moans again and when I feel her press me against the back of her throat, I know I’m not going to last much longer.

“I’m going to come. You either need to pull off or prepare to have me come in your mouth,” I say.

Rather than pulling off, she continues licking and sucking on me. I lose the battle for control a moment later, growling as my body explodes with pleasure.

My mate, my f*****g perfect mate, greedily swallows everything I give her, licking and sucking on me, draining me of everything in me like she can’t get enough.

When she finally pulls off of me, she sits there, looking very pleased with herself.

“That was fun and you taste incredible, like the sweetest cherries I’ve ever eaten,” she says. “We need to do that again.”

I laugh, pulling her down so she’s lying on my chest.

“We can definitely do that again, but right now, it’s time for me to make you feel good too, my mate.”

We finally figure out how to put the damn condom on and before I know it, we’ve gone through an entire box of them.

My mate, it seems, is as greedy for me as I am for her and we spend the night exploring each other’s bodies, laughing and teasing each other until the early morning hours when I pull her against me and we fall into a deep, blissful sleep.