Revolting

Hannah wrapped her small arms around his neck and pulled him close, bringing his head snug against her chest. Michael made a whimpering noise and wrapped her up in his muscular arms. "I'm never going to let you go," he mumbled against her. The truth was that even if she rejected him again, he had no intention of leaving her. Her small hands cupped his jaw and pulled his face back up. She looked at him for a long moment with those golden-brown eyes before she crashed her mouth against his. Michael gave a satisfied growl and kissed her back, his kiss full of all his hunger and desire. His lips were firm and his tongue licked across the crease of her lips, demanding entry. She moaned and submitted, opening and allowing him full access to her mouth.

Michael was painfully aware that they were both completely naked. His big hands stroked up and down her back before moving lower to cup her small, firm buttocks. How could someone so small and seemingly fragile be his mate? She made him feel so huge and clumsy. She grumbled against his mouth and tugged at his shoulders impatiently.

Michael pulled away reluctantly, and used his hands on his shoulders to gently push her away. "Hannah... Hannah wait. I can't... I promised... I would not take advantage of you..."

Hannah gave a ferocious sounding snarl, and moved with surprising speed and strength, shoving Michael backwards. He was tangled up in his own knees for a moment as he sprawled on his back in surprise. She growled again and dropped down onto her hands and knees, crawling her way up his body. Her legs straddled his groin, pressing his swollen manhood into her core. Her small hands leaned down onto his broad chest, as if her puny weight could keep him pinned to the ground.

"Hannah," He groaned through gritted teeth. "You don't know how badly I want you, but I can't-"

Her hand moved quickly, covering his mouth and stopping his words. She kept her palm pressed firmly over his lips and shook her head at him. He tried to remove her hand, but she swatted him away. She scooted forward and kissed his jaw, working her way down his neck. When she got to his marking spot, she swept her tongue across the patch of skin, making his breath hitch in his throat. His member throbbed in response to her teasing. She made a purring sound before she bit down with her teeth, stopping just shy of actually breaking the skin.

Michael cried out and his hips lurched underneath her. She gave him a satisfied, knowing look. She seemed to be telling him with her eyes that she knew exactly what she wanted, and she was going to get it. He rolled her over into the leaf litter. Her hair spread out around her like a red-gold halo. He captured her mouth again, kissing her until they were both panting, and her lips were red and swollen. She was arching her back, rubbing her small breasts against the hard planes of his chest.

He lifted himself on his arms and moved lower, trailing kisses down her throat, nipping lightly at her neck, and then moving down to those small, pert breasts. He drew one small nipple into his mouth and sucked at it while his fingers played with the other. She mewled like a kitten, grabbing fistfuls of his hair and dragging his face down, begging for more. "Ah Angel... you are so passionate," he whispered hoarsely against her flesh before he moved lower, drawing a slow, sensual line with his tongue from the valley between her breasts down to her navel. He moved back onto his knees and urged her thighs apart. She spread them willingly for him, and he had to grit his teeth just to maintain even a smidgen of control. He combed his fingers through the small triangle of golden curls before he slipped one finger between her folds. He swallowed hard when he felt how hot and wet she already was.

He wanted to bury himself in her right then and there, but he forced himself to go slow. He inserted one finger into her tight core. "Fuck Hannah... you are so small, so tight..." He didn't go far before his finger met resistance. A virgin? She had been so knowledgeable and demanding when she'd taken hold of his body, he had expected that she was experienced. He withdrew his finger and used her own fluid to draw a slow circle around her swollen clit.

She whimpered and jerked in response to his touch on her most intimate part. He continued to rub at it with exquisite gentleness. After moment of rubbing her with his fingers, he gently parted her folds and lowered his mouth to kiss her deeply at her core. He buried his nose against her, breathing deeply from her aroused scent while his tongue lapped at her sensitive bud. Her whimpers became cries as her body squirmed under him, desperately seeking release. Her fingers dove into his hair again and pressed his face into her core.

He took her hips between his giant hands and forced her to be still as he sucked deeply on the spot. The trembling began in her thighs, and then spread to her whole body as a primal scream ripped through her throat, and she came apart beneath him.

Michael smiled against her and propped himself back up so he could look deeply into her passion-clouded eyes. "Better?" he asked, pressing another kiss against her belly.

She took a deep, shuddering breath, before she propped herself up on her elbows. "No." The word slipped out of her mouth easily this time, without much effort. And then she moved quickly, shoving him hard and pulling his arm out from under him at the same time so that he found himself on his back again. She stared down at him, her hair falling around them like a curtain, making him feel like it was just the two of them in the universe. "Hannah, I—"

She moved quickly, taking his massive shaft in her hand. As soon as her slender fingers closed around him, the words died on his lips. He squeezed his eyes shut in pained ecstasy. Shutting his eyes was a mistake. The next thing he knew, he felt his cock pressing against her hot, moist entry as she perched above him, ready to impale herself.

He shook his head. "Hannah-" He didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to stop her. He just knew that she was so small, and he was too large, and...

Hannah knew exactly what she wanted, and if he wasn't going to give it to her, she was going to take it for herself. She gripped him firmly and lowered her body down onto him. He didn't think it was even possible, she was so small, so tight, and he was so hard he was ready to explode. She guided him into her body slowly, squeezing him tightly with her slick walls. Sweat began to pop out along his brow and all of his muscles as he strained against his own need.

She paused when his cock met the fragile barrier of her virginity. He sucked in a breath, knowing she would stop there. He felt her body begin to lift off from him, and he groaned in equal parts relief and regret. Before he could even catch his breath she came down on him with her full body weight, taking his length inside of her as far as it would go. That flimsy barrier was ripped away, and he found himself buried deeper than he ever thought possible.

She whimpered, and she had her lip caught between her teeth. She stayed still for a long minute, her breaths coming in gasps, her eyes fixed on his, her body trembling. Michael felt all of his muscles tensing and coiling as he fought for control, not to move, not to hurt her any more than he already had. She began to lift again, but instead of climbing off from him, she began to rock her hips against him in a slow, sensuous rhythm. His hands moved to her hips, but he didn't push her to move faster or slower. He left her to set her own pace, to find her own rhythm, even though it was killing him.

This was the way he wanted to die.

She began to whimper, and the pace increased, the slow, sweet rocking became a frenzied ride. She leaned forward, bracing her hands on his shoulders, grunting as the new position sheathed him even deeper inside of her body, stretching her. Her moans became louder, more insistent, and he joined her, making an urgent noise deep in his chest as the pleasure mounted higher than anything he'd ever experienced.

She shattered around him, her tight body clenching him hard before the rippling contractions began to milk the his shaft. With a primal roar he felt his body clench, and he let his seed pour deep into her womb. She made a strange noise and fell across his body. He felt her heart pounding against his chest, her rib cage expanding as she panted for breath. They lay there in silence, their bodies still intimately connected.

Finally she lifted pelvis and slid off from him. Michael expected her to roll aside, but instead her fingers dug into his shoulders like claws. She reared forward and sank her teeth into his shoulder, her sharp canines breaking the skin this time. Michael stiffened as a second orgasmic wave took over his body. She kept her mouth clamped on him for a minute before she slowly withdrew her teeth and licked the wound carefully with her tongue.

She sat up slowly, and looked down at him with a languid expression. She licked her lips and leaned down to kiss him again. Her kiss was gentle this time, slow and loving. She sat back up and ran her hands over his chest. "Mine." She said with a firm tone. And then she pushed off from his body and stood on wobbly legs.