Rising from the Ashes

Chapter 15

The drive back to the Bluemoon pack felt longer than the drive to Stonebridge. Perhaps it was because Charlotte was absolutely never happy after the first five hours. Nothing was ever right. She was either hungry or she needed to pee or she needed more coffee or she needed more sleep but couldn't get comfortable enough to sleep or she needed to eat again.

Elenora just didn't have the patience for it. Especially not with the phone call she had with Mia fresh in mind.

It could have also been the lack of touch with Nakoa. They had both silently agreed they wouldn't be nearly as hands on with Charlotte in the backseat. Elenora just didn't think when they made the agreement it was no hands on. Nakoa hasn't touched her in any way since the beginning of this miserable drive where he kissed her cheek and sat down in the drivers seat.

After Nakoa saw her worry he told Charlotte and her he doesn't need to stop at a hotel. He has stayed awake for a week before. Of course he did not mention the side affects staying up for a week might cause somebody. Elenora would know. Still, as they drive closer to the Stonebridge border Elenora cannot help but notice Charlotte had finally fallen asleep and it looks like she won't be waking for awhile. Then she looks to Nakoa who seems to be trying to stay awake so really Elenora is just doing him a favor.

Maybe it is lack of sleep. Maybe it is her wolf to blame for being so horny all the time. All Marcella wants is him and it gets on Elenora's nerves sometimes. Except right now all she wants is him too. With that being thought out not so thoroughly Elenora touches Nakoa in a place they've yet to explore. The reaction to her touch is quite interesting, especially when she starts to move. First of all, the growing hardness which only makes Elenora that much more curious. Second of all, his entire body tenses as he jerks. Third, the immediate change of eye color.

His eyes are not yet red but they are most certainly darker. "Elenora." He manages to get out looking very much awake as his hands grip the steering wheel. "May I ask what you are doing?" He growls lowly jerking his hips uncontrollably when her hand picks up pace.

Is it terrible how incredibly turned on she is? She did this to him and that's surprising given her only experience is the twenty minutes she spent searching top ten ways to pleasure your man. Which is absolutely ridiculous and Elenora felt odd about it the entire time. Especially when it got to the handjob. Lets not mention when she came across the blowjobs. People actually put it in the mouth? "May I?" Elenora finds herself asking when her fingers find his zipper.

Nakoa swings the car off the dirt path and slams on the breaks. Elenora immediately checks to see if Charlotte slept through that. She did. Then her attention is pulled to Nakoa when he grabs her and kisses her in a way he has never kissed her before. It's hard and rough and frustrated and so very wonderful. Elenora does not think it's possible to get enough of this man. "Elenora as much as I would love to continue this we are a mile out from Bluemoon. I can already hear some of the warriors in the trees this far out which means Alpha Scott had tightened security. The last thing I want to do is show up to his warrior packed border with stained pants." But he kisses her again and again "And your daughter is in the backseat!" He growls lowly before pulling away. He adjust in his seat looking very uncomfortable.

Elenora understands completely "I can help with that." She points to his bulge. She had also read that a hard on can be very painful and since it is her fault he has one it is only right she helps him with it.

"Your daughter." He reminds looking quite flushed.

"If she did not wake up with your driving I would say we are safe." Elenora tells him with complete confidence as he pulls back onto the dirt road. He spares her a side glance and Elenora is quite proud to see his eyes are switching between a very dark brown and a very lovely red. Somebody is struggling with control. Why might that be?