Awakening

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Smut Warning

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Alcide pinned her back against the wall, pressing his body against hers, the woman smiling against his lips as he let out a small groan when she ran her fingernails through his hair. He pulled back slightly, Morgan raising her arms from his neck, letting him remove her top, his lips claiming hers once more as he pulled her from the wall, walking up the stairs. Her hand shot out, a force closing the front door, locking it as the two disappeared from the stairs, both of her hands working to remove the soaked flannel from his body. The article of clothing fell to the floor as they entered the master bedroom, an Alaska king bed in the center, Alcide gently laying his mate down on the mattress, not being able to get enough of her lips. Morgan was breathless as he trailed his lips down her neck, her breath hitching slightly as he found her spot, where Eric's mark lay, feeling Alcide smirk slightly, but hesitating on what he wanted to do next,

"Love . . ." Alcide said breathlessly "we don't have to do this" pulling back slightly to look at her "we can stop right here, right now"

Morgan's hands moved, cupping his face in her smaller hands, leading his lips back to her own in a gentle kiss,

". . . Show me how much you love me" she said softly

He pressed his lips back against hers, causing her to instantly comply to the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck once more, quickly finding her spot and giving it a small nip, her breath hitching slightly, a soft moan escaping passed her lips as he began to repeatedly nip, suck and lick at that spot. Morgan's right hand maneuvered it's way under the front of his wife beater, feeling the slight ridges of his abs, causing him to pull back slightly and remove the drenched fabric from his skin. Morgan bit her bottom lip at the sight of him in front of her, slowly sitting up, beginning to reach for the clasp of her bra, only to have his hands reach around behind her, covering them, causing her gaze to meet his,

". . Let me" he said softly

Morgan gave him a small nod, removing her hands, feeling the clasp loosen, her bra falling from her arms, leaving her top half completely bare to the werewolf, Alcide looking at his perfect mate

"See something you like, bub?" Morgan teased, leaning back on her hand to give him a good view, causing a smirk to form on his lips

"Beautiful" he complimented honestly "in every way possible"

Alcide looked at Morgan as if she were the only thing that mattered to him, his eyes were a shade darker with lust. Giving him a small nod, silently telling him to continue, which allowed him to lean back down and place a firm kiss to her lips, eyes closing, instantly complying as she was laid back down on the bed. His lips attached to her neck once more, Morgan's bare breasts rubbing against his chest, she couldn't help but press her hips against his, begging him for more. This earned a small grunt against her neck, feeling him move back slightly, undoing his pants and zipper, getting off the bed so he could take off his boots as well, Morgan's hands instantly shooting to the hem of her skirt, sliding it from her legs and letting it fall to the floor. The werewolf crawled back on top of her, dipping his head down to kiss her, which was gentle, almost as if she were going to break under him, but he knew otherwise.

Feeling his weight settle on her, Alcide pulled her against his strong body, her arms wrapped around him, running her fingernails down his muscular back as he took his time exploring her body with his mouth, making her moan and gasp. His mouth felt wonderful as it traveled from her neck to her aching nipples, gently nipping at their hardened peak, causing Morgan to slightly arch herself off the bed in pleasure. One of his hands moved to her hip, feeling him gently tug at the waistband of her panties, causing Morgan to look down at him, seeing that he had already been looking at her for permission, both of them breathless, she nodding slightly in approval. Alcide curled his finger in the waistband of her panties, slowly hiking them down her thighs, to her knees, and off her legs, tossing them amongst their discarded clothing, looking at Morgan, bare in front of him.