The Witch On The Mountain

Chapter 25

Nathan led me to a large house surrounded by smaller ones.  He opened the large wooden doors allowing me to enter the interior vast and open with many hard wood fixtures.

"This is the pack house. The alpha family lives here, it also serves as a meeting place for the pack." He said leading me up the winding staircase.

Was his father here?

" I have most of the top floor to myself." he turned to me  " We have most of the top floor to ourselves." He corrected, I assumed that meant his father wasn't in the home with us.

He stopped at the apex of the dark oak steps. The new floor all shiny and modern, hard wood polished to perfection everywhere.

He took my hand leading me, motioning to each room and giving me the lay out of the apartment style area. Finally he took me to his bedroom, closing the door behind us.

His bedroom was not what I expected. It wasn't messy, bed made, books well lined on the shelf in order. A tv mounted on the wall and an odd looking chair situated in the corner with a computer. I frowned at knowing what the things were dispute never having seen them before.

He opened the attached door, "this is our closet and bathroom," he motioned.

The room was lined on either side with clothing and shoes, again surprisingly well organized. He led me to a bathroom that was attached to the room. Dark stainless steel fixtures accentuating the room as yet again everything appeared sleek and modern.

Nathan came up behind me his reflection in the mirror. He kissed the mark on my neck making me shiver. " You can freshen up in here. I'll wait for you and come in after." He said setting a large t shirt on the nearby counter.

I heard the door click behind him as he left me alone.

I bit my lip looking at the closed door.

A lot had happened in the last few hours. I had killed, been killed and met my long lost father, alleged father anyway. Nathan had marked me.

I turned red in the mirror smiling.

I squealed.  Nathan had marked me.

I paused. I hadn't told Nathan about my father, or the things I'd learnt about myself. I had only told him about the witches and their plan. It was also alarming that I knew how to manipulate magic and cast spells so easily. It was like all I needed had been planted in my brain and were now subconsciously available. That as well as my new knowledge about the world and the things in it seemingly manifested out of nowhere.

The information highlighted my lack of exposure and resurfaced the experiences those thieves stole from me.

I would tell Nathan everything, he deserved to know. I wanted him to know, I trusted him. I looked in the mirror deciding on something else.

I would have sex with Nathan. I wanted him inside me. Then I'd tell him everything.

I stripped, changing  into his shirt. He wanted me and I wanted him, it was an easy choice to make. I had learnt from the many acquired memories that werewolves marked each other and that mating solidified the bond.

I wanted to bond with him fully. I needed to connect to him, I suspected he was the only thing keeping me sane.

I washed my face, putting my hair up in a messy bun. I would take him.

When I exited the bedroom he was laying on the large bed staring at the ceiling. The room noticeably darker as he'd drawn the thick drapes closed, blocking out the morning sun's light.

I climbed on top of him his gaze shifting from the ceiling to me. I spread my hands across his chest shifting the droopy fabric fully open.

He secured me against him at the waist, holding me firmly in place.

"You're vulnerable right now, I want to give you time to process all that's happened." He said his dark eyes looking up at me. "I don't want to take advantage of you in a time where I should be comforting you."

He brought a hand up running his fingers through a strand of my hair. I took his hand holding it against my cheek. "I know you can smell what I want." I said leaning into his warmth.

His hand slipped under the oversized shirt as his finger tips grazed my rib cage. "I don't want you to feel obligated, like you have to." He mumbled staring at the now exposed skin of my stomach.

"I want you to have me, it's not an obligation it's my desire." I heard him inhale sharply as he registered my words.

I looked at his exposed neck. " Shouldn't I mark you back?"

Nathan chuckled surprising me. "You're not a wolf, your blunt teeth won't break skin." He said running his thumb along my exposed flesh.

It has been awhile since he laughed at me, I didn't miss the feeling.

'Prove him wrong.' The voice said snarky. 'Mark him.'

I leaned down to his neck, kissing the exposed tan skin. I felt him shiver underneath me. This was the Nathan I loved, the one that was at the mercy of my touch and will.

"Who said that I couldn't return your mark ?"

He shuddered, his grip tightening almost painfully. I didn't give him any warning as my sharpened teeth sunk into his skin. 

His body flexed as his blood spilled into my mouth, he moaned under me his voice causing vibrations to reverberate through us. I took pleasure in the fact that I could make him this way, bent to my will, submissive. I wished I could see his face, I knew it was contorted in that sweet soft way , flamed with pleasure.

" A- Azula." He tried to force out.

I retracted my teeth from his flesh satisfied that I had done a good job. Inspecting my work the defined indentation of teeth resembling the ones that graced my neck. I had given him something that showed my ownership of him. The metallic taste of his blood lingered on my tastebuds, he tasted so good.

His chest rose and fell quickly as he tried to catch his breath. Sure enough he was red, his mouth half opened as his flushed cheeks puffed out trying to take in more air.

I licked the stray blood from the wound. " Now there's only one thing left to complete our bond."
I ground into the hardness beneath me. He had awakened as my teeth penetrated his skin.

He groaned as my hips created friction. " To fully complete the bond I have to knot you." He said trying to stop me.

I paused as a vague flash of information too cloudy to make out appeared in my mind, knot?

"It's going to be uncomfortable for you, since you haven't done anything like this before." He said holding me against him. I could feel his heat radiate into my parted legs.  "I don't want to hurt you."

'You'd never hurt us'
"You would never do anything to hurt me."

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