The Luna Legacy - Genesis

Chapter 23 - Know Your Wolf

TAYLOR POV

I finish up my call with Alex and then I made some tea, I asked Noah if he needed a cup of tea and he declined. He insisted I have something to eat, so I had two slices of pizza while he had a whole pie. I still don't know where he puts his food. I mean, his body is sick, firm, fit and all muscles. The guy is like a brick wall, with zero percent body fat but he eats like a 300 lbs. man, and he isn't even bulky.

While eating I asked him if he had to leave soon. He responded saying that he wouldn't leave until I tell him to or when I fell asleep whichever comes first. I told him I just needed to freshen up a little and get Tom into bed and then we would talk some more. There is still so much I don't know, and I feel like I am in an episode of the twilight zone.

All my twenty-two years of life I never knew that werewolves existed. I always thought they were born in the pages of fiction novels and that's where they died. Now me, I am mated to one, one of the most gorgeous men I have laid eyes on, and I wonder if I am dreaming. Had Giorgio finally caught me and wacked me over the head? Have I finally cracked and now I am living in an alternate reality?

How can this be real? Werewolves? But surely, I can believe the things I have seen with my own two eyes can't I. He shifted in front of me, in front of my own eyes, a humungous black wolf with shiny fur.

I get Tom into bed, and I read him a bedtime story one of his favorite Jack and the bean Stalk. I finished up with Tom then had my bath. I put on one of my sweat bottoms and a T shirt, with no bra then I stood in front of the mirror. I start to reflect on all the things I have been through over the past few hours.

'You should be scared, so why aren't you? I'll tell you why you aren't, because self-preservation is not on your list of things to do that's why' I say to my reflection. 'But what of the kids, what if you put them in danger, you are meddling in things you know not of' I continue to talk to myself.

Reasoning with myself is something I have started doing since I have no friends. Furthermore, I have unexpectedly found myself in situations which I am unable to speak to Alex about. I put my hair in a messy bun then I walked out to the sitting area where Noah was waiting for me.

I enter the sitting area and his head is leaned back into the chair that he is sitting in, with his eyes closed. As if he senses me, he turns his head and look at me then smiles. Damn, that smile, and those eyes may make these panties come off to night, shit I have to be vigilant. I smile right back a genuine, honest smile, then I walked over to him and say "hi" in the babiest voice.

He holds out is hand I take it, then he pulls me into his lap, kissing me passionately with his tongue playing tonsil hokey in my mouth. His hands caressing my body, squeezing my ass and I am in ecstasy. My pulse quickens, and I've lost all inhibitions as I deepen our kiss. He moans into my mouth, when I take a handful of his hair and pull on it, a little too hard. I am straddling him, grinding and dry humping my core on his now hard dick.

A few minutes into our steamy make out session he pulls away, severing the connection of our lips. He lays his head on my chest and says "if you don't want me to fuck you into this couch, then we need to stop. I don't think I can control myself with you if we continue". He is still holding me tight, his breathing slightly labored and I don't want him to let me go, ever.

I say "ok" and I try to un-straddle him, but he holds me in place and says "don't move, please. You are driving me crazy"

We stay like that for what felt like hours holding each other. Then we begin to talk.

"Tell me about yourself, Taylor" he says.

"What do you want to know" I whisper.

"Everything" he says eyeing me, like he wanted to ask a specific question, but he is holding back. What could it be?