One too many

Part 22 ~ Second mark

As their passion grew one piece of clothing was discarded from their bodies, until they were fully naked. Erik was so gentle, he was afraid to hurt her so every move he made was made with her concern, he did not get lost in lust since he knew that would harm her. Stark had never felt like this before, she was intoxicated both with lust and champagne, she could tell that he let her take the lead, it made her admire him even more.

She did not want to stop, she wanted more so told him to make her his woman, as cringy as it was this was her favourite sentence of her most cherished love story, Before she left. Erik went on top of Stark and whispered gently in her ear that she was in control and if she did not like it tell him to stop. Stark was getting impatient and told him to continue. He had kissed every inch of her body, he had sucked her breast vigorously, he had never touched a women breasts before touching Starks, they were so soft and nice to caress, he was addicted to them and wished he could swallow them whole.

After sucking his fill he moved his way to her beautiful honeypot. He had never been so close to one, he had never cared for the female body before he had met her, now all he wanted to do was to explore every inch of her. He licked and sucked her tender pussy, making Stark moan with pleasure. Even if he did not know a lot about women and having sex with females he knew that he had to get her ready or else it would hurt her. He could not hurt her more than he had done so everything he did he did with caution and tenderness. He listened carefully to her moans and directions and complied to her every request. Stark had never felt such pleasure in her life after waking up from her coma, she had been too sick to pleasure herself like she had done before she got sick. She could not get enough of it when her first orgasm hit, she moaned his name loudly.

Erik was filled with pride after giving her pleasure, he gave her sloppy kisses to let her taste her own pleasure. Stark kissed him just as fervently as he did her. He was about to burst, he was so ready to be one with her. Still he was aware of himself and entered her slowly and gently, giving her feathery kisses and asking her if she was alright. Since Stark was nor a maiden any longer it did not hurt but it was still a bit uncomfortable, she still did not want to stop, he had taken such good care of her and it was her turn to take care of him. She told him to continue and move faster. Her hips moved along with his. Erik was in his own world, he had never felt such intense feelings like he was feeling now, it was so overwhelming that his wolf took over. As his wolf took the lead he wanted nothing more than to be one with his mate and make her his by marking her. As his wolf fucked her he moved faster and he was not as gentle as Erik was, he grunted in passion, telling her over and over again she was his.

Stark was just as much lost in the passion, she answered him that she was his, his forever. She was so happy, she was now a women, a women in love, her only regret was that she could not stay with him long but that was not a feeling she wanted to be feeling at this moment, so she pushed that feeling away and kept on encouraging Erik to make her his and that is just what he did.

As Erik finally reached his orgasm, his teeth enlarged and he bit her on the other side of her neck, Stark was so overwhelmed that she fainted. When Erik came to he saw her blood running from her neck, he had marked her just like Asa had told him to do, still he was scared, she looked like she was dead. He picked her up gently and ran naked with her in his arms, running as fast as he could towards Starks room. As he entered the house he screamed for Asa.

The witch had been waiting in her room, she had been anxious all day, waiting and praying with all her might that her plan would work, still she had no idea, this could easily just as well kill her, she could only hope, she had been restless all day, waiting for them to arrive, then she heard him scream. She stood up running towards his voice. When she walked into Starks room, she could see her fragile little body, she was bleeding heavily from her neck. She rushed to help, to stop the bleeding. The daft wolf had bitten her too hard and if she did not manage to stop the bleeding she would die.

Asa moved fast, she used magic to stop the bleeding, she made a healing broth and force fed it to Stark. Stark did not move but luckily she did swallow the broth, now all they could do was wait. The waiting was torture for them all. Erik blamed himself and Asa blamed him too, he had been too rough on the poor girl. Erik wanted to cry in frustration, he did not hurt her it was his wolf, his wolf did not understand fully what was happening but he whimpered from having hurt his mate, he did not mean to hurt her but wolves were not gentle beasts and when they mated it often resulted in injuries, he had thought he was gentle when in truth he really was not.

Days went by and Stark still slept, it was as Asa had feared, she had lost too much blood and was in a coma, all they could do was wait and hope for the best. Erik and Stone did not leave her side, they held her hand and encouraged her to wake up again. They were both in terrible state, the sorrow and regret ate them up but they could do nothing to change what had been done. All they could do was to repent and treat her like the luna she was. They prayed to their beast goddess to bless their mate and help her wake up again but their goddess was not listening to their pleas, no one was, they could only blame themselves.