Run Away, Pussycat

One Night

After I had silently agreed, her shoulders seemed to relax a bit and she stood.

"Do you have a shirt I could borrow...I- well, I didn't exactly pack an over night bag or anything" she said with a slight nervous chuckle in her voice.

I crouched down and unzipped my suitcase, it wasn't the one I was looking for so I unzipped the other one and found a spare button down shirt that wasn't paired with anything so I grabbed that, I walked it over to her and she took it from me.

Her eyes fell downward so that she was no longer looking at me, "say something, please." She whispered unsure of herself now.

I lifted her chin gently and smiled, "relax Pussycat."

She smirked and rolled her eyes, "easier said than done."

I knew she was here because she wanted to be here, I didn't ask her to come (even though I would have in a heartbeat if I didn't fear she would shoot me down) so I dropped all the acts, there was no point in trying to flirt or charm her, I didn't have to impress her or try anything extravagant.

Right now it was just me and her, just Luca and Chanel.

I lifted my other hand now and cupped her beautiful face between the two, I stroked her cheeks delicately before I leaned in and kissed her.

She didn't fight me, there was no looming danger of being caught like when we were at her dad's house.

She kissed me back until we finally pulled apart, "go and get changed, then we'll get this bed made."

She smiled and then disappeared into the attached bathroom.

I stood there reveling in the fantastic moment that had just happened between us, it was a small glimpse of what could be.

While she got out of her dress I also took the opportunity to get out of my own outfit...she'd just have to deal with me sleeping in my boxer briefs.

When she reentered the room I had to remark on her appearance, "you look great."

She pulled at the hem of my shirt, "it isn't as long as I'd hoped it would be."

I walked back over to her wrapped my left arm around her waist while I let my right hand's finger tips trail up her thighs, "you see pussycat," I said as I kissed her lips once, "that's what makes it so great."

She giggled despite herself and buried her face in my neck to hide from her blush once more.

I let my head rest on hers lightly as my right arm joined my left and we now stood in a tight embrace, one I never wanted to end in fear I would never get it again.

After a while she sighed heavily..."we should make the bed."

I hesitantly let go of her and she searched the tall wooden armoire for linens. Luckily she found a sheet and pillowcases, as well as a thin blanket.

Together we made the bed and then laid down.

"Come here." I said softly as she took her spot on the opposite side of the bed.

She smiled and wiggled over toward me, she rested her head on my chest and I couldn't help but hold her once more.

I was enjoying just having her in my arms but before I knew it I was taking liberties and I kissed her the top of her head and it got her to look up at me, this gave me a the opportunity to kiss her lips, so I took it. But instead of the small pecks that she was use to with me, I let our kiss grow.

I didn't know how quickly the kiss would build up into something heavier, but it did...fast.

Soon hands roamed and mouths left for other body parts, the sounds of heavy breathing and slight pleasurable moans were all that could be heard until I found myself on top of her.

"Are you sure?" I panted.

As I looked down at her glorious form, shirt unbuttoned, chest exposed, my wolf was growling in anger saying 'fuck formalities' but this is my mate, any other girls I would have just taken what I wanted... But not her...not with Chanel.

She nodded eagerly as she smiled, her chest rose and fell heavily.

I knew my mate wasn't a virgin, but as I removed her lace panties and then pressed myself into her she dug her nails into my back as a small cry of pain left her lips.

Fully inside of her now, I held still.

She looked at me, "it's been a while."

I smirked before leaning in to kiss her, she seemed alright with it so I began to thrust.

The sound of her moans mixed with the squeak of the older bed frame ingrained themselves in my head.

I took my time with her, I wanted her to remember this...I made sure that everything was about her.

"Luca" she cooed every so often.

The sound of that alone nearly made release myself.

I could feel myself getting close to finishing and I had to fight everything in me to not mark her.

"Don't stop" she moaned, "please don't stop."

I continued and felt as she released herself around me, "Luca!" She screamed, her nailed embedded in the skin of my back.

That's what did me in.

I spilled myself inside of her and then attacked her mouth with mine once more.

There we laid, sweaty, panting for breath, her hair splayed across my chest as we both looked up silently at the ceiling.

"I think you killed my legs." She sounded playfully.

I chuckled, "I don't think I've ever cum so hard in my life."

"You should jerk off more often." She teased before rolling over onto her belly, both arms folded on my chest as she easily laid her head atop them. "What are thinking about right now."

I didn't want to get too serious and ruin everything. I really wanted to tell her what I was actually thinking: 'this could be our life if you would just accept me.'

But I didn't say that, "I'm thinking...that you have the worst sex hair I've ever seen."

She laughed, "be serious."

I laughed, "I'm not really thinking about anything right now pussycat, just...living in the moment like you said."

She nodded.

"We should shower." I suggested.

"Go ahead...I'm too worn out to leave the bed." She replied as she rolled off of me lazily to emphasize her point.

I couldn't help but grin at her playfulness, "fine you filthy animal, sleep...from what I've been told...you have big things planned for tomorrow."

She rolled her eyes, "not my plans...he's all about appearances, he always has to make a good impression."

I didn't want to talk about him tonight so I simply kissed her forehead and turned off the lamp, "go to sleep Pussycat, you need to wake up early."

She didn't bother to protest, a sadness washed over her and she couldn't hide it, I pulled her into my arms once more and held her body against mine.

"One night only." She whispered.

With her back against my chest, I craned my neck and kissed her jaw just under her ear, "one night only."