ZARAMANNI (BOOK ONE)

When Zoey left her room after ensuring her hand was bandaged despite it not hurting, Zaramanni got to know that sleep would not come to her.

So, she got off her bed and sneaked past Clarissa who turned her back to her to prepare some heated water.

Clarissa was highly apologetic toward Zara when she found out what her mate, rather, ex-mate did.

The woman almost ended up in tears when she saw Zara’s reddened palm. While she said Andrea deserved more than a thousand slaps, she thanked Zara for helping her and she apologized for dragging the girl into her mess.

Of course, Zaramanni found the apologies unnecessary.

All she did was deal with a man-wolf who had no regard for the person he shared a bond with. It was no big deal.

As Zara gently closed the doors of her room, she wondered where she could go. At first, she contemplated walking to the garden where she and Zoey almost had an intense moment, but she soon changed her mind, and without much thought, she began to walk.

Zaramanni had no idea where she was headed as she walked past numerous windows which gave her a glimpse of the moon which looked healed of the gloomy disaster it had faced. Zenrada’s moon no longer had patches of red on its body.

It was fully wearing the silver-ish look attributed to the moon back on Earth. But it was bleak. The colour was faint and it made the moon look like a light, transparent, and spherical film that could be easily blown away by any passing wind.

Of course, the moon remained in its position up in the cloudless sky but it definitely had to experience some healing.

As Zaramanni took her eyes off the sky beyond, she realized she had wandered a bit too far.

A confused look on her face, she took a look around and realized the area looked familiar. She took a few steps forward and, from where she stood, she noticed that the doors she was staring at were familiar as well.

She then recalled seeing them the day Zoey pulled her into his room. As Zara stared at that entrance, she wondered if Zoey was inside.

Then, she heard a low grunt from behind the doors.

Curious and concerned, she approached the entrance that shielded Zoey’s peculiar room from peering eyes. A light push was all it took to slightly move one of the lengthy doors.

Zaramanni proceeded to gently peep into the room whose unforgettable arrangement stayed etched in her head.

Then, when her eyes caught Zoey's sprawled figure, they bulged.

She watched as the man stroked himself slowly. Zara did not miss the look on Zoey’s face as he closed his eyes and seemingly increased his speed.

Zaramanni, who had all her attention trained on the sensual view she was watching, felt her lips fall apart.

Quickly, she closed her mouth and swallowed hard as her eyes refused to leave the sight it stared intently at.

As Zoey’s firm hands increased the pace of his provocative strokes, she began to wonder what his cock would feel like if she held it.

She had felt its insane hardness when Zoey pressed himself against her the last time. Zara recalled how wanting that simple action made her feel.

So, she could not help but be curious. She wished to know how his lengthy, thick, and, veined manhood would feel against her small palms.

As her mind tried to conjure an erotic image, Zaramanni had no idea that she had been crossing her legs. Unknowingly, she was trying to satiate a growing need that kept developing between her legs.

And the absence of an undergarment made things worse because she could feel her centre pulse so much that it was difficult for her to deny what she wanted at that moment.

And, it was hard for her to walk away like she wasn’t affected in any way.

She slowly uncrossed her legs, her right foot kicked the door in the process, and that resulted in a creaking sound. Zara’s face wore the look of extreme caution as swiftly she tried to stop the door from opening wide.

And she breathed a sigh of relief when she made sure nothing worse than the door flying open happened.

But, as she returned to peeping into the room, her heart nearly jumped out of its position. Zoey stared right at her, his hand still wrapped around his veiny erection.

Zaramanni was expecting him to call her out but nothing happened. He just proceeded with his business.

Then, Zara decided to do something bold. Without holding back, she pushed one of the doors open and stepped into the room.

Her eyes met Zoey's but they quickly traveled to his erection and she almost smiled at how close she was to it.

“Zaramanni,” Zoey’s clouded voice called, his hand abandoning his dick. Quickly he sat up and tried to cover himself. “I should have…”

“Stop,” she quickly commanded before the man could drape his blanket over his protruding member. Zara swallowed hard and walked closer. “Don’t… hide from me, Zoey.”

“Oh.” The man chuckled. “I wasn’t trying to hide from you. I was just worried the scene might be too much for you, and...” Zoey wore a frown when he noticed that Zara was barely listening to him. “Zaramanni?”

“Hmm?” she responded to him, her eyes still trained on his dick.

“Zaramanni?” She could almost sense his smile as he called her once again. Curious, she looked up at him, and he was indeed wearing a smirk. “Are you that curious?” he asked.

She quickly nodded and her legs shifted closer.

“C-can I touch you?”

Her right hand was already stretching as her body leaned against the side of the bed.

Zoey let out a pleasured sigh as he adjusted his position and became more comfortable.

His voice made sultry, Zoey said, “I am all yours, Zaramanni. You can touch me as much as you want.”

Zaramanni hesitated for a second when she saw how his dick twitched.

As her tongue played within her mouth, Zara reasoned what she was about to do. She could sense that moment wouldn’t end with her just knowing what Zoey’s cock feels like.

She was about to ask herself if she was ready to lose her virginity when she jumped into the bed and forgot about her numerous deliberations.

Zara settled in between the man’s legs and got a closer view.

To kill her tense nerves, she decided to take her hands on a tour of the man’s thick thighs. When her hands started a gentle caress on the skin of his meaty lap, the man-wolf drew a sharp breath that was loud enough for Zaramanni to hear.

For some reason, his reaction encouraged her. So, she slowly dragged her hands through his skin till both hands met at the root of his shaft.

At this point, she was no longer seated. The upper part of her body leaned toward him, and that action gave the man a view of her breasts which he stared at with loving eyes.

Zaramanni noticed how he couldn’t take his eyes off her. His sight was glued on every inch of her as her hands got busy and continued their journey by slowly feeling the length of his dick.

A rushed, heavy exhalation of air was followed by the words, ”Touch me.”

His voice was strained yet sexy. So, as Zoey planted his fingers in the root of her hair and stroked gently, she did as he requested.

Slowly, she circled her hands around his dick. It felt warm to touch and it felt the same way against her lips when she planted a small kiss on his tip.

Then, following a naughty thought she had, Zara circled her tongue over his tip while her hands kept stroking him.

“Fuuucckk,” Zoey moaned delightfully, his fingers grabbing her hair in a manner that aroused the girl more. “Zaramanni,” he groaned while he guarded a quarter of his thick cock into her mouth, “what are you doing to me?”

Zaramanni did not refuse his invitation to take that moment to the next level.

Though she had no idea what she was doing, she bobbed her head slowly, taking him in and out of her mouth.

And, Zoey responded accordingly. As his fingers stroked her hair and occasionally grabbed a chunk, he moaned delightfully. He called her name and his face continued to show how pleased he was.

Liquid met liquid as Zara felt a little saltiness seep out of his penis. Surprisingly, she didn’t turn her mouth to the side nor did she let go of him. Strangely, she wanted to feel more of that saltiness, she wanted to feel more of the man’s cock.

When she felt small saliva seep out of her mouth and down the man’s tense erection, Zoey pulled himself out of her mouth.

“This moment should be about you,” he said quietly.

Zaramanni was about to protest the pause when he grabbed her arms and pulled her closer to him.

Her back could feel his cock rub against it while her pussy gently rubbed against his lower abdomen.

In that straddling position, Zoey wrapped an arm around her waist. His free hand went on to graze her lips. He wiped off traces of the mixture of his pre-release and her saliva.

Then, with the deepest voice, he said, “I have so much to show you, so much I want you to feel.”

His voice made her insides churn so good that Zaramanni quickly placed her lips against his.

And Zoey responded and captured her lips with increasing need, ripping sounds filled the room as his hands tore her nightgown apart. Kissing sound took over the quietude in the room and the duo didn't fail to increase the contact of their skin.

Zara dug her slender fingers into his shoulders. Sometimes, she caressed his hair or the back of her neck, and she pressed her chest against his.

Zoey, who was now relishing the softness of her back which was now exposed, hugged her even tighter while his large palms planted unforgettable imprints on her skin.

Closer and closer, he pulled her while his tongue probed her mouth and made their kiss even hotter.

Her lips feeling delightfully swollen from kissing him, Zara could not help but grind her growing wetness against his skin.

But, the intense lip-lock soon came to an end.

Zoey and Zara stared into each other’s eyes, their chests heaving in a rhythmic manner.

Zara placed a hand against his face and nothing was said for minutes. She indulged in the wonderful emotions his eyes communicated to her at that moment. As Zoey’s touch around her waist and on her back made her feel wanted, the look in his eyes made her heart flutter so much.

But a gentle breeze was all it took to scatter the silent communication. When the breeze found its way to the entangled duo, they both felt a chill, and hurriedly, they got rid of their clothes.

Once they were both naked, Zara was now sitting where Zoey was earlier positioned, and Zoey faced her while he tossed his trousers toward a corner of the room.

Her eyes still on his twitching dick, Zara wondered again how he would feel inside her.

Her thoughts were growing into many erotic ones when Zoey’s strong hands dragged her legs.

Until she was laying flat on the bed, the man gently pulled her.

Hovering above her, his hands still on her legs, his cock still staring at her, Zoey wore a smirk.

“I want to touch you everywhere,” he declared dangerously. Then as he dropped his hold and leaned closer, he said, “I want to hear you scream my name.”

His voice was a whisper that made Zara’s heart pound with anticipation. So, as her chest moved heavily, she waited for him.

Then, her body wiggled when his wet lips found one of her nipples. True to his word, he began to touch her everywhere.

His lips alternated between both nipples, and his hands began to feel her skin. He started with her hair, then her neck which he caressed in a way Zara wasn’t aware of.

Then, he felt her lower abdomen. At that point, he unlatched his lips from her breasts and began to trail kisses all over her stomach. Particularly, he dragged his luscious lips over the few scars she had in that area.

His sensual actions made her insides churn with more delight and her body danced in response to his touch.

Then, his kisses went to her lap. Carefully, he kissed both sides while his hands rubbed against her softness. When she watched him place his eyes on her pussy, Zara felt a clench in that area.

“You are so wet,” he said with an increased sultriness in his voice. “That makes me glad,” Zoey further said and he adjusted his body and positioned his lips to align with her vaginal area. “You are wet for me, and that makes me glad.”

“Hmm…” His voice vibrated her lap in a pleasurable way, Zara just had to moan. And when the man traced his tongue over her wetness, she cried his name.

“Yes…” Having his mouth against her pussy in such a manner was a recipe for increased pleasure. “... say my name.”

“Zoey,” she cried softly and he sucked on her clit in a somewhat brutal manner. Zara was quickly overwhelmed by the feelings and hormones rushing through her system at that moment.

As she reached for a chunk of his hair to grab, Zoey repeated, “My name, Zaramanni.” His command was so strong that it caused another release of her juices.

“Zoey, please…” As she cried, he lapped at her wetness, teasing her clit greatly and probing her wanting hole with his tongue.

Her moans grew louder when Zoey gently inserted a finger into the tightness of her vaginal hole. Zara had no idea what to define the feeling as, but it was strange nonetheless.

It was the first time something would enter her, so yes, it felt strange.

But, that action, coupled with Zoey’s many kisses on her clit soon caused her to want more and more.

“Please,” Zara found herself begging even though she had no idea what she was asking for. “Please, Zoey, it feels too good.” Her hips continuously bucked against his lips, and her legs almost flew out of the bed because she failed to stay still.

It indeed felt too good.

Then, for a second, it all stopped.

With his signature smirk on his lips that glistened with her juices, Zoey stared at her. Zara could feel sweat form over her forehead as she panted harder and harder.

Zoey then sat up. He planted his knees into the bed and pulled her lower body closer to his dick which was almost neglected at that point.

His lips still wearing that smirk, his fingers went to her pussy and he began to play with her folds until his fingers went into her hole.

While Zara wore the look of pleasure once again, Zoey focused on gently probing her tightness and wetness with his digits.

Zara moaned softly and her body began that sensual dance that made his penetration feel even better.

To make the moment steamier, she closed her eyes and began to touch herself. Her breasts, her face, her abdomen, she felt them all and she noted that they reacted to her touch as fuel would react with fire.

“Open your eyes, Zaramanni.”

She did as the man asked. He took his fingers out of her vagina and mesmerised her with the sight of him licking her juices off his fingers.

Seconds later, Zara swallowed her saliva and watched Zoey grab his cock.

With growing anticipation, she followed his movements as he pointed his thickness toward her centre. His tip teased her wetness, and she instantly wanted more.

With the need she was feeling showing in her eyes, she waited until she finally felt him enter her.

Zara felt nothing at first.

But, when he gently deepened his penetration, a sharp gasp escaped her lips. And, a little groan left the Beta's lips.

Zoey stilled his motion and his cautious gaze fell upon her. Silence ensued for some seconds and his hands rested on her waist.

Zoey said nothing and did nothing as well.

He just stayed that way, his dick halfway into her vagina which was about to feel something it had never felt before.

When Zara found herself well adjusted to the expansion of her walls, she gave Zoey a short nod, and slowly, he pulled out. Then, he went in.

With that slow pace, he repeated his action. His hips danced erotically as he went in and out of her tightness which could not help but clench around him from time to time.

Zara felt good but not as good as when he touched her clit or kissed her nipples with his lips. She deduced that was so because it was a first-time thing.

But, it still felt good. The warmth that came with the slow penetration, the gentility Zoey displayed, the wonderful feeling coursing in her system, the lovely yet weird sounds that came with the sex, they all made her feel so good.

And, it seemed Zoey felt the same way because, as Zara let out small moans, he did the same. At times, his eyes would close for a second, and at such a moment, his movement would seem to go a bit faster.

But he quickly returned to the slow penetration, and that went on until Zara felt something explode within her. It wasn’t a huge feeling, but it was good enough to have her smiling as she watched Zoey pull out of her throbbing center and release his cum all over her pussy.

After, as she tried to catch her breath, he licked all of his release off her pulsing center.