Anna
I felt warm the next morning. Something I hadn't felt in quite some time. I tried to move around, but couldn't. I look down to find a pair or large arms wrapped around my waist. I tried to wiggle out of his arms, but he tightened his hold on her burying his face in her hair. I felt my face turn red, feeling his nearness.
"I have never felt this way when my master holds me like this. In fact no master has held me like this. They usually fuck me then kick me out of the bed. The alpha would even leave bruises." I look back at him trying not to move too quickly so as not to provoke him. He opens his one eye looking into my eyes. I quickly looked away embarrassed.
"Don't look away from me. I'm not going to hurt you okay?" He nuzzles his face into my hair taking a deep breath. He tightened his arms around me, encasing me more into his arms. I tried to fight him, but I couldn't. I found myself scooting back into his hold more. I closed my eyes not wanting to let this time with him end.
"I'm going to ask you a question. Do you think I'm your master?" I slowly nod, not looking back at him. I keep my eyes closed. He sighs again leaning into the part of my neck which had my brand. He rubs his nose over it growling. "You are not my slave. You are my mate and one day soon I will replace this brand with my mark."
I tried my best to make myself even smaller than before. I wanted to vanish from his words. I just lay there letting the words sink in. "Not a slave? Then what will I do?" I turned my head looking back at him. He kisses my nose, making me wiggle it like a bunny. "So cute."
He gets up hearing a knock at the door. He pulls a towel over his naked half so the other person doesn't see him naked. My face flushed seeing his perfect form, but I found I was getting used to seeing him naked. He pushes a tray of food into the room next to the bed. I sat up looking at the tray. "Breakfast?"
He nods, leaning down kissing my forehead. "Yes, we will eat out on the patio. I want to show you something." He goes to his large closet, puts on a pair of jeans and black t-shirt before pushing the tray of food out onto the patio. I followed him, still wearing his boxers and shirt. I instinctively smelled the shirt getting his pine wood scent.
Sebastian
I stood at the railing watching her expression as she stepped out onto the patio. Above use was the lake. I puffed out my chest in pride remembering how we worked hard to dig out the ground under it placing the glass above us to keep the water up and us safely under it. I enjoyed the sight of the ripples of the water dance across her face.
I sat on the chair at the table setting the food out for her to eat when she was finished admiring my pack's work. After a good minute, she sits on the chair across from me looking at the food. Her mouth drops open on all the food; eggs, bacon, pancakes, fruits, milk, orange juice, and more. She swallows looking at each piece of food. "For me?" She asks looking up at me. "For us. Enjoy, my dear."
She nods, picking up a stack of pancakes, pouring some syrup over them, and taking a bite. She closed her eyes, sighing from the taste. I felt my manhood press against my jeans a bit from the sound of her sigh. I swallowed and took a drink of some cold water.
"Later, if you feel up to it, I can show you around the place. Maybe do some clothing shopping?" I looked over at her thinking. She chewed her bottom lip letting my words process. "So cute." I thought.
"Okay, I would like that very much." I watched her smile, making my heart sore. I felt my wolf jump for joy seeing her smile. I had to push him down to keep him in check. He growled in protest, but settled quickly.
"When you are finished we will go to my office and I will answer whatever questions you may have for me." I picked up a glass of water seeing her nod. After some time he got her some jeans and a t-shirt for her to wear. He takes her hand leading her to his office.
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The Rogue's Mate
Manusia Serigala"I was a captive, forced into slavery for the crimes of my father. It was dark in my cell. I cried each night to the moon goddess for freedom whether out of the cell or by death. One night I found my chance to flee. So I took it. I ran into the dark...