Second week: Noa and Brais 02

Suddenly, someone knocked on my door, breaking my festival of anger and self-loathing. I wiped my tears to open the door. Anxo was there with a bottle of licor de guindas and his typical mischievous smile.

"What do you want?" I asked, knowing that the answer was going to piss me off, like almost everything that he said.

"You know me. I heard that the puppy broke up with you and I smell the opportunity." I closed the door just in his face but he put his foot in the middle. "I'm joking, I'm joking. My duty as second in command is checking the members of the pack." I pressed harder on the door trying to get rid of him. "Ow! C'mon, if you open the door, the liquor will be yours."

I accepted defeat and opened the door. "Give me this," I said, snatching the battle of his hands. I shouldn't have taken that bottle. Noa angry is bad, Noa angry and drunk is worse.

"Dann! Luckily, the puppy doesn't select a near day of full moon to tell you." I was to find a glass; however, none of them had survived my attack of anger. I drank directly from the bottle. "Careful is strong," he said.

"I know." I took another sip feeling the unpleasant flavor at the same time that the heat flooded my body. That liquor is strong and one of the few drinks that affects druids.

Anxo and I spend an hour only drinking and speaking about nonsense. He was paving the way for the big deal.

"Well. Do you wanna speak about the issue?" He asked.

"The issue," I said laughing. "Yes, the fact that my boyfriend sacrificed himself, disappeared for three years, and when we get him back to normal, he hates me." I smashed the empty bottle.

"Calm Noa," he said.

"I can't, okay. He is perfect. I need him and only need him." I wanted to cry, the feeling was overwhelming. If he would hate me forever, if he wouldn't touch me again, what would I do?

"Jesus not, chill out," he yelled and I looked at him. He seemed annoyed. "Okay, I get it. He has this sweet puppy face with a calm and smiling attitude that wakes up your spirit wolf protective attitude. Works with each strong wolf, yours, Tim, and even the Australian. But that doesn't mean that you need him and much less that he is perfect."

I couldn't help but laugh. "You don't get it at all."

"Maybe not. I know I'm not the best person for this conversation, but I think you are forgetting how your relationship was. I mean you and he were dating and breaking up for a year when you were eighteen years old. Besides, Brais is not exactly a monogamous guy."

"It's high time I went home," I said containing the urge to break all his bones

"You aren't in condition to go to the city."

"I will be okay. You close the door when leaving, or not. I don't care."

I went to the apartment through the carvers which connect with most of the city. I almost got lost a couple of times in the non-illuminated zones of the carvers, alcohol didn't help. But, finally, I used an exit that was connected to a garage just in the middle of downtown and went to the apartment.

Mina, my roommate, wasn't in the city and I preferred that way. If she were, she would ask about it and I had received enough pity for a day thanks to Anxo.

I took the elevator and the waiting was an eternity. I only needed to arrive, and I wasn't sure what next. I only knew it was the place that I needed at that moment.

I opened the door and entered, my heart was beating with impatience. But, there wasn't any true reason, the apartment was empty and dark. I could see without problems due to my powers.

I lay down on my bed, looking at the ceiling, waiting for sleep. Nothing, I couldn't sleep.

On my nightstand was a photo of both of us. He was able to convince me to go to a stupid video game fair and we took a picture of a place that recreated a level of Doom Eternal. Both smiling at the camera. That day was stupid but also the funniest day of my life. This describes very well our relationship, stupid but funny. The very aggressive and arrogant me and the calm and nice him.

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We hadn't seen each other for a long time. Brais had been on a trip to make a summer course before starting freshman year. This had caused a lot of sexual message and photos with erotic intentions, none of his ass, to my misfortune.

Our first encounter had been good. Maybe I could say great, but above all, it had become a recurrent and irritating fantasy. The reason was hard to explain. It wasn't how good Brais was in bed or how much I liked talking to him, or how much I liked his round and firm ass. It's more like when you hear a great song but someone stops it in the middle of the hook and then your mind is repeating again and again until you can hear it completely. This was Brais at that moment, the song that I needed to hear completely to move on.

We had planned to meet in the Plaza de Armas, in front of the city hall, near the apartment that I share with another wolf of my new pack, Mina. He appeared in the square through the Calle Real. He was a little sweaty.

"I'm sorry to be late," he said. I looked at my phone, six o'clock, just the perfect time.

"You are not."

"Yeees, I'm the kind of person who likes to arrive five minutes early."

I smiled at him. "I'm the kind of person who is incapable of arriving on time."

"But, you are on time." He smirked at me, making me blush. I arrived almost half an hour early. "It's hot here. There is a new ice cream parlor in Los Cantones." He said it, not asked for it. Although I had another idea to spend the afternoon, I followed him without saying anything.

We ate ice cream while taking a walk through the pedestrian streets. Everything was so free-flowing between us. He told me about his childhood and how he discovered that he was a druid when he was 13 years old, well technically he said werewolf. I had to hit his arm to use stupid human terminology, and both laughed. I opened up about myself and told him about my years in Juan's pack.

He was empathetic and understanding of my past, at least more than most of my new pack. Only Nina and Beatriz didn't look at me as if I was just a monster ready to kill someone.

"Can you pass me a napkin?" he said suddenly. He had stained his cheek with his cheesecake ice cream. I used my thumb to wipe away a slowly falling ice cream drop and walked closer to him.

"Brais, I'm tired of strolling. I was thinking of riding for a while." I said with lips just some centimeter away from his cheek, ready to taste a little more of the ice cream from him.

"Okay, but I forgot the card to rent bikes."

Although my lips were touching his cheek, I stepped back because of his answer. "What?" I yelled. He had a big smirk, like a little brat. I hit his arm and he winced. "You are terrible." I looked away, I felt a little ashamed of the situation.

He grabbed my hand and our eyes crossed. "I would really love to ride for a while with you."

Although the whole scene was more ridiculous than sexy I couldn't help but kiss him. Then squeezed his wrist for him to follow me. I dragged him through the middle of the city, throwing the rest of the ice creams in the first trash can I found.

I took him into the house and closed the door. He was observing the living room with curiosity.

"Do you like doom?" He said taking a game from the table.

"It's of my roommate. I'm not into this kind of game. I'm more into this kind of game." I touched his crotch shamelessly. He was half-rock. "and I think you are too."

"I'm a person with a lot of hobbies." He brushed my dark-brow hair with his right hand and French kissed me.

I felt a little shock when his lips touched mine like he was charged with static electricity. I was on fire and all suppressions lacked my body. I growled and started to undress him, some of his clothes went to a better place. When I say all suppressions are all.

He found the situation amusing, wearing a smirk that I wasn't going to let him hold onto for much longer. I kissed him again, dominating his mount and barely letting him breathe. When I let him free his lips he had to take a deep breath. His cheeks were red and his gaze was of pure passion.

"Let's go to my room, I wanna hear you moan." He didn't respond, only nodded, and headed to my room.

When I had his ass in front of me I couldn't help but slap it. His ass was firm, but soft and yielding to the touch, and the gods knew I was going to test its elasticity.

I undressed along the hallway, leaving my clothes thrown on the floor. When we arrived in my room, we were naked. Kisses and strokes, each one touching the part that caught our attention the most. My hands didn't leave his butt and my mouth his neck and shoulder, good places to bite. He was a lot more indecisive, but he had a clear obsession with my nipples.

When his dick was totally ready for the action, I pushed him to the bed. He was grinning from ear to ear. I got on top of him and put my mouth close to his ear. "I'm gonna fuck you until you beg me for mercy."

"Then, I hope you don't have any other meeting until next week." This time it was me who was grinning from ear to ear. I stroked his dick and started to bring it to my private part. "Wait," he said. "A rubber?"

I was so hot that I almost forgot about it. I took one from the nightstand and I put it on slowly, using my mouth until half mast and the hand for the rest. Wolfs didn't have any human illness or health problems; however, unexpected pregnancies were quite common. Safety first!

I concentrated again on the matter. This time, I left no room for anything. I stuck his cook roughly, only letting some seconds of rest when I felt his pubis. Then I put in and out at a dizzying pace.

I went up and down, feeling my inside hotter and wetter each second. My nipples got hard and my skin got goosebumps. I went into a trance of pleasure where my moans were mixed with growls.

After some minutes, I heard Brais breathing more agitated. Then an explosion of warmth inside me. He came. I couldn't help but feel disappointed. Too short, too explosive, too silent.

I turned away and saw his condom full. He took it off, tied a knot, and threw it, hitting the shot into the trash can.

He looked at me with a smile. "Second round?"

"It's part of the first for me." I regret saying it almost immediately. There is no better way to get horny a man than criticize his sexual stamina.

However, much to my surprise, he approached, making me sit with my back against the headboard. His hand started to massage my clitoris which made me feel amazing. "Then if you are the winner of the first round, you must have a prize. What do you want?" He bites my ear gently.

I take advantage of the situation and introduce my finger between his cheeks touching his anus. He exhaled deeply, rationing to my touch. "I have been thinking in your ass since we met."

He raised an eyebrow. "Do you think that my ass is good a price?" I felt stupid, I almost didn't know him and I was asking him if I could fuck his ass. "Well, It wouldn't be the first time." He turned around, lying on the bed with his butt sticking out.

Euphoric with the situation, I jumped from the bed, went to the nightstand, and opened my toy drawer. I regretted not having bought something special for the occasion. My sexual partners weren't usually so bold. However, between my extensive collection, I was clear about what I wanted to try with him.

An orange plug anal connected to a small controller with a large wire. It was five speeds and the extreme pleasure mode, which is pretty hard. I think they had taken it off the market because it could hurt people, although I had tried a lot of times and it was safe. Humans are too soft.

I looked at the bed and he was still lying with his perfect ass towards the ceiling. He looked at me with soft eyes. He reminded me of a puppy.

"Isn't it a little selfish that we focus so much on me?" he said.

I closed him and kissed his cheek. "You can believe me when I say this will feel as good for you as it will do for me."

He blushed and I blushed too. That moment was tender, intimate, almost romantic and I wasn't sure what to say or feel after that. He turned his face, and I thought it was over for a moment. Noa Rocha screwed everything up by being too intense, again.

"I will need lube," he whispered.

"What?" I asked.

"I will need lube. I tried it once without lube and it was painful, and not a good type of pain," he said while still looking at the other side of the room.

"Yes, of course." I took a bottle of lube and went back to bed.

His body was at my disposal and I did my best to be less intense and chaotic. Since Brais entered my house, I had been from an aggressive cook-hungry girl to a romantic daydreaming one. I had to chill.

At first, it was easy, kisses on his neck and higher back, lowering slowly, enjoying the sensation of his skin. On the lower part of his spine, there were seven or maybe eight beauty marks that form something similar to a constellation pointing at his ass. There was the point where I went crazy again, although it would be a new record for me.

I bit the cheek making a mark on his skin. I slowly introduced a finger bathed in lube. Then two and finally three. He stayed breathing calmly similar to a trance. It wasn't his first time. I kept losing his ass for several minutes until I touched a small lump inside him and his breaths lost the perfect beat they had had until that moment.

I took the plug and put it in slowly, trying to be careful, and positioned it just in his prostate. I put myself on him with my pelvis behind his perfect ass.

"Are you ready?" He nodded.

I hit his ass with my pelvis at the same time that I turned on the vibrator at its lower speed. He exhaled forcefully and his arm shook causing him to have to put his forearms on the bed to support himself.

"Fuck, this feels amazing," he said.

I couldn't hold my inner animal instinct anymore. I matched each hit with a change of speed. 1 to 2, 1 to 3, 1 to 4. The placer of his ass against my body was indescribable. I tried to concentrate on not losing the rhythm, closing my eyes. However, something was not right. I opened my eyes and I noticed that he had his face against the mattress. An intense feeling of fury ran through my body. I turned off the vibrator, grabbed his tight curly hair, and pulled your head up to mine.

"How do you dare?" I growled. "These moans are mine. I have earned them, haven't they?" My mouth was near his ear, his sweaty back touched my torse, and his ass kept lined with my pelvis.

"I thought it would be nice not bothering the neighbors." He tried to laugh between deep breaths. The answer was unexpected enough to calm my wolf, at least, my desire to tear him apart had almost disappeared.

I pushed his head until his body was on all fours. I took the controller with the hand that was grabbing Brais' hair and I grabbed her hip with the other hand. I didn't release him completely just in case.

I started again. 1 to 2, 1 to 3, 1 to 4, 1 to 2. The bedroom was filled with his moans of pleasure, the most beautiful music in my ears. 1 to 4, 1 to 3, 1 to 5. His body shook.

"I'm close," he yelled. I didn't stop, to the contrary, his yelling was encouraging more. 1 to 3, 1 to 5, 1 to extreme mode. I left the extreme mode while he was yelling with pleasure and his body shook as if the vibrations of the plug were being transmitted to his entire body.

"I'm cumming," he yelled and I saw some cum string shoot off over the sheet.

I let his head free while he was trying to catch his breath. "Can you take it out?" he asked with a soft and exhausted tone. I pull the orange toy out. Slowly I saw the spherical form just at the entrance of his anus. I pull it faster and the toy came out with a "fuck" of Brais.

Brais turned left and lay on the bed with all the mess just a few inches from him. I felt proud of myself, the idea that that cute and nice guy had cum for a second time without touching his dick was overwhelming. I enjoyed the view for several seconds until my gaze fell on a sweaty and tired Brais who was resting with his eyes closed.

It would be the moment I would have gone to the shower if I had been with another guy, but for some reason not with him. I lay at his side with my torso against his back. He raised his arm so I could intrude mine around his torso. We stayed there spooning for I don't know how long.