Marcy pulls her shirt off over her head and looks Ian in the eye grinning. without breaking eye contact Marcy reaches for Ian's belt now. Marcy was done waiting for him as she finished ripping the rest of his closes off in the blink of an eye. Without leaving the wall Marcy inches herself twords the couch and just before she reaches it Ian tackled Marcy to the floor his mouth finally meeting hers.
Ian removes Marcy's pants and underwear without ever leaving the warmth of her mouth." I can't wait anymore either " Ian thinks to himself as he kisses down Marcy's neck while sliding inside her. Marcy moans in absolute pleasure as Ian speeds to the pace of Marcys heart. Marcy plunges her nails into his back and sinks her teeth into Ian's neck in response, to ground herself and to encourage Ian at the same time. she can feel him throbbing inside her, he's ready to explode and so is she. With that thought Marcy starts to roll her hips to encourage Ian's orgasm and deepen his thrusts causing herself to cum, Ian fallowing right behind her.
After another 45 minutes, Marcy has had enough of the wolf within him. No longer able to feel half her body and out of breath from having to ride each wave she taps out by patting Ian on the shoulder queuing him to roll off of her. "No more, I'm done" she says smiling and vibrating as her body recalls the waves of pleasure from the last hour. Ian laughs "tapping out all ready". "Hmm, it's not my fault you are a literal animal" Marcy snarks back sending Ian into a fit of laughter on the floor next to her. Ian kisses her shoulder and Marcy rolls over on her side away from him for him to hold her. Ian wraps his arms around her waist closing what little space was between the two of the. Ian moves in to kiss Marcy on her spine, that's when he sees it. There is a small tuning fork shaped mark on the back of her neck. It looked more like a tattoo than a birth mark but Ian was sure it wasn't there before, surely he would have noticed. "what the hell is that?"