Chapter 52 - More ***

𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒, Sam couldn't help the drool that pooled in his mouth as he gazed at his imprint's leaking cunt.

The man ran his tongue over his bottom lip, calling on all the patience in his body to not dive straight in, instead moving his right hand closer to where he wanted to bury his face.

Before using his thumb to gently circle Catherine's clit, causing her hips to buck the moment the pleasure registered in her body, a small whimper left her lips as she lightly bit her thumbnail.

Trying to keep her moans low more aware of the two women walking around the house at the very moment, yet hopefully, the walls were thick enough for them not to hear anything she let slip.

"Look at that," He spoke tilting his head in amusement and pride as he saw just how much she wanted him with just how wet she was right now. "just begging for me, huh?"

Hearing his words and feeling a steady bead of pleasure coursing through her, Catherine couldn't help the way she clenched around nothing, wanting something more than just his thumb.

And almost immediately as she finished letting out something between a moan and a whimper, she was cut off by her gasp as she felt Sam's thick tongue swipe up her cunt.

Nearly causing her to fall forwards onto the counter as he went back in slurping up her cunt as he worked his thumb faster against her clit, the feeling of him sucking and swiping quickly catching her off guard.

"NNnnh!" A high-pitched squeak left her mouth as her toes curled from within the white boots she'd worn, one of which wasn't even on the floor anymore as she leaned forward.

Her foot came off of the ground from the onslaught of pleasure she'd suddenly been given, which halted for a moment when Sam pulled back away.

Her hips bucking as she fully leaned on the counter in front of her, she hadn't expected him to be so good at that as her only real example of receiving head came from Jacob.

Who was amazing in his own right, but compared to a seasoned professional such as Sam the differences were easily notable.

"Taste so fucking good Sugar," Sam spoke pausing for a moment to leave a chaste kiss over the girl's vaginal lips, causing a low groan to leave his lips. "don't know what you do to me, my fucking angel."

With that he bit his bottom lip slowly growing more drunk on Catherine's delicious scent and taste, especially as he reeled his hand back lightly slapping the right side of her bottom.

"Ah!" A light squeal left Catherine's lips as she felt his large hand come into contact with her bottom before a moan left her as she once again realized just how sadistic Sam was.

Speaking of the sadist himself, looking over the reddish mark that was slow to develop and would be quick to disappear growing on the swell of Catherine's bottom.

Couldn't help but quickly unbutton his pants and shove his left hand in, softly rubbing and gripping the irritatingly hard bulge in his boxers simply trying to calm it down a bit.

Before he swiftly leaned back forwards, his hand still in his suit pants pleasuring himself slowly instead of opting to focus more on Catherine and the small noises that left her mouth as he continuously worked her clit.

"Oh my god." Catherine moaned deep into her chest slightly pushing back against Sam's face finally getting over the area of sensitivity as she began to feel the cusp of her orgasm coming up.

"Fuck." Sam cursed pulling back again replacing his thumb with his index, ring, and middle finger sloppily running side to side over Catherine's clit.

Despite preaching about having no contact with humans to the rest of his pack, there had been a few months after he'd left Leah, there had been a human woman that he'd slept with.

Although the sex with her and the one he was currently experiencing were worlds apart, he felt like every part of Catherine was calling out to him, especially from the way her scent seemingly filled the bathroom.

Calling to the wolf inside him, however, only Sam decided to shove his left hand in his pants, jerking himself off simply to the taste of the girl before him.

And the thought of just who he was currently touching himself to the shifter could help the soft moan that left his lips before he pushed his middle and ring finger higher to enter her.

"Ahh-Sam!" Catherine squealed as she felt his overly large fingers slowly entering her cunt, the digits quickly becoming coated in her slick.

However honestly that only turned Sam on more, the man still lightly stroking himself as he gently pulled and pushed his fingers inside of his girls.

Leaning forwards to lay soft open mouth kisses over the back of her thighs, continuing up from there until he made it just to the left of her cunt.

Catherine on the other hand had a hard time gripping the edges of the sink top without cracking it underneath her hands, the feeling Sam caused to flow over her body throwing all rational thought out of her mind.

Not to judge him based on what she'd heard, but Catherine had expected it to be Paul who made her feel so bad yet so good at the same time.

"Sam, please don't stop." She begged desperately as she felt her orgasm growing closer and closer to falling over her, and the closer it got the more desperate she felt herself becoming.

Especially as she closed her eyes wanting nothing more to enjoy the feeling as she slowly rocked herself back against Sam's fingers, something she'd learned to do after her incident with Jacob in the movie bathroom.

And seeing her moving Sam sped up the fingers inside of Catherine and the hand wrapped around his cock, hiding a whimpered curse of his own as he lightly bit at the back of Catherine's thigh.

Wishing they had more time in the bathroom, more time together instead of him having to rush his first time with his imprint, so much so that he wasn't even able to take her like he'd wanted to.

"Sam, Sam, Sam..." A repeated whisper of his name slipped from Catherine's lips as she felt herself finally getting to the edge of her orgasm, the girl wanting nothing more than to fall over it.

Especially if one was the read the scrunched-up expression on her face, her eyes till closed and one foot off of the ground simply from Sam's magic working fingers.

And to Sam, her words sounded like nothing but the sweetest of songs, mainly because his own orgasm was rushing towards him faster than he'd expected.

He'd often had a lot of stamina, especially after he'd shifted, just ask the human he'd nearly fucked crazy, but now after all the teasing he'd done to Catherine, turned him on to no end.

He'd always been more of a pleaser rather than one to be pleased.

"Come on, cum for me sugar." He instructed softly in contrast to his right hand that had begun to thrust at an even harsher place, the man even slipping his index finger in.

Not only the stretch and speed of his finger, but the soft moans that left Sam's mouth caused Catherine's ear to twitch slightly before her orgasm fully overtook her.

"Ahh-fuck," She squealed loudly as she felt her entire body tense up, euphoria slowly running through her bones especially as Sam hadn't stopped moving his fingers. "fuck Sam!"

Slowly feeling the beginning of her orgasm starting to fade, the feeling of her right leg shaking slowly registered in her mind before she quickly reached back.

Holding out and shaking her hand in an attempt to stop Sam's fingers, which he continuously pumped inside of her even as she started to grow sensitive from her orgasm.

And seeing her attempting to push him away, Sam couldn't help but lazily chuckle before slowly pulling his fingers out of Catherine's sopping cunt.

Not phased by or mentioning the small stain that had begun to start growing on the crotch of his suit pants, an even large mess on his boxer as they had caught most of his cum.

Although he wasn't phased by the fact that he'd come in his pants, more so focused on grabbing a hold of Catherine's dress after sitting back on the ground.

"Ahh!" Catherine let out a surprise squeak after she felt Sam's hand suddenly pulling her back after haven grasped at the edge of her dress, sending her tumbling into his lap.

Wide-eyed as their size differences were shown so much more dramatically with her sitting on his lap, his thighs alone were about the size of one and a half of her own if not two.

However Catherine didn't have much time to fantasize about just how much bigger Sam was, the man being on par with Jacob, despite not possessing as much actual Alpha blood.

Sam instead decided to grab the back of her neck softly holding forcing her to turn towards him, two out of three of the fingers that'd just been inside of her in his mouth instead.

"Sam-" Catherine was cut off by the man suddenly pulling his fingers from his mouth, instead lurching forwards to connect their lips.

His tongue quickly found its way into her inviting mouth, their tongues moving together sloppily so much so that the entirety of their lips had someone had become covered in a mix of their saliva.

"Mmmhh." Catherine's moan went from her mouth to Sam's, who wasn't the only one able to lurch forward, something Catherine quickly demonstrated.

She wrapped her arms around Sam's neck, quickly falling into the feeling of his tongue wrapping around his own only bringing her to turn in his lap.

Ready to continue in their activity too high on the want of having Sam in his entirety, she wanted to feel the deliciously large bulge in her stomach and have him be the cause.

However, once again Sam had a different idea, which was clearly shown as he broke the kiss between them, leaning himself back against the cool ceramics of the bathtub.

One of which he honestly couldn't wait to be given a chance to fuck in one day with Catherine.

"Quit it." He spoke strictly as he looked Catherine in the eyes, overly amused as he saw her panting from the kiss or his fingers, he didn't know.

Instead choosing to look over her face once again, proud of just how distressed she looked from simply having his fingers inside of her, only bringing him to want to do it again.

Although he ultimately controlled himself, rather choosing to gently grab a hold of her chin, taking in every part of her flustered face as he gently ran his thumb over her bottom lip.

Wishing once again that he had just a little bit more time, Michelle had already given them a tour of most of the house and Catherine's little white lie wouldn't give them very much time.

"Sam." Catherine whimpered not able to read his mind but from the dark look that grew the longer he looked at her, she felt as if they'd been thinking the same thing.

Although her voice only caused a small smirk to develop on his lips, readjusting himself to not further the boner that was starting to grow again.

"If we don't get out of here, we never will." Sam drawled out jokingly yet knowing that he would further both of their current wants, regardless of who was waiting as he wanted to complete the bond with Catherine just as Jacob had.

So with a soft kiss to the middle of Catherine's forehead, he quickly motioned for her to stand back up as their little tryst was coming to an end.

However Catherine wasn't as ready to leave the atmosphere yet, the shifter not moving for a moment only looking away and shifting in Sam's lap.

At least that was until the two finally made eye contact again, the man nonverbally questioning her and whether she truly wanted to disobey him at a time like this.

Catherine wasn't as she begrudgingly pouted her lips before removing herself from Sam's lap, not entirely sure why, but she knew the look he had given her could only lead to some type of bad thing.

"Good girl." Sam chuckled despite her brief moment of rebelliousness, he'd always had a thing for the bratty type.

Turning Catherine into his pleading, begging, overstimulated angel again after any type of bratty outburst was quickly being a high on his bucket list.