Blue

Chapter 14

"Fine!" Neill yelled annoyed. "I'll sleep on the couch."

"Good." Elaine responded. She wanted to offer the bed to Neill in exchange of the couch, but decided against it.

Neill grabbed a pillow off the bed and walked to the couch. He was irritated that even after the short lived good time they had just had over coffee, Elaine was being impossible and had politely refused him the bed. He dropped the pillow on the very small couch and turned to pick a bag from the side table.

"These are some ointments, the doctor told me where to apply which ones, but you'll have to change first." he said handing one of his T-shirts over to her. She walked to the washroom, coming out with the black T-shirt on, that hardly covered her thighs.

Neill sighed. Elaine was very hot and desirable and he was sexually frustrated. Now that he had found his mate, he couldn't even randomly go to a party and get laid to release the tension.  

Elaine blushed under his intense gaze as Neill stared at her unaffected. His gaze slowly travelled over Elaine's body, lust fully. She coughed trying to get his attention but to no avail. The atmosphere was getting really awkward, uncomfortable and hot. As Neill's eyes stared to darken, she snapped her fingers in front of his eyes.

"My medicines," she said holding her hand out.

"Sit on the bed, I'll apply them," Neill said decisively.

"No," Elaine stuttered, "I have my own hands."

"Congratulations!" Neill responded striding over to her and picking her up in his arms bridal style. He walked her walked over to the bed.

Elaine's shirt slid on her thighs, as his hand rested on her bare legs. His need for Elaine was unbearable now, his eyes were pitch black. He laid her down on the bed and closed his eyes, taking a calming breath.

"Give me your left arm," he sat on the bed and started applying the cream on her arms first, and then her legs. Elaine rested her head against the headboard of the bed. Her eyes were closed and she put every ounce of energy she had inside her to prevent the moan that was threatening to escape her lips as Neill rubbed the cream in circles on her lower limb.

His touch was so good and soothing against her burns and she felt as though it had very little to do with the balm.

"There are two burns on your back, take the shirt off," Neill spoke through clenched teeth, trying to keep his excited wolf at bay.

Elaine's eyes shot open. "No," Elaine replied flatly. The shirt was the only thing she was wearing and there was no way she was undressing in front of him. It was already pretty hard to think straight, even with her clothes on.

"Don't argue Elaine," Neill responded.

"Listen," Elaine said firing up, "you cannot boss me or force me around like that. I'm thankful; that you brought me here when I had nowhere to go, but that's it. Don't expect me to obey you like that. If you want me to, I will leave right now. I'd rather be homeless, than be treated like insignificant shit who doesn't have a say."

"I'm doing this for you Elaine!" Neill said towering over her.

"I'm leaving," Elaine blurted out, before thinking.

She was hardly up from the bed when Neill got hold of her arm and shoved her back onto the bed roughly.

"You're not going anywhere," he said.

"Well, watch me!" Elaine yelled, trying to get back up again. This time Neill pulled her harder and she came crashing on top of him. 

Her hair was a curtain around his face as she stared in awe at his wondrously deep, dark eyes. It was always so easy to get lost in them and escape the world. It was almost as if she was leaving her body.

But suddenly her body was set on fire as Neill planted both his hands firmly on her cheeks and crashed his lips to hers.

A surprisd yelp escaped her mouth, but soon she was soaring the highest clouds in ecstasy and pleasure. She responded to the kiss greedily and eagerly, wanting more.

Elaine slid her hands into his shirt just as Neill slipped his tongue into her mouth, all thought of being gentle leaving him. His need was so strong; thinking seemed an alien concept. 

Elaine's hands wandered around Neill's welcoming six pack as she fingered his chest, amazed. Neill's tongue explored every corner of Elaine's mouth.  

He flipped them over so that he was on top of her. Elaine closed her eyes as Neill's hands moved down from her face to her waist. His wolf was taking control of him and each one of his brain cells were coated with lust and desire. 

Neill's hands slipped behind her waist, to her back. He gripped her back firmly as he brought her even closer to him.

Elaine's eyes suddenly flew open, as she gasped in pain. She could feel Neill's hand unintentionally clawing at a burn in her back.

"Neill stop," she gasped. 

Neill continued kissing her as his lips trailed down her chin to her neck. Unwillingly, Elaine moved her head back to give him better access. Her body was burning in pleasurable desire, but was also aching due to the burns.

"Neill," she tried again, "please, stop". 

Her body was constantly betraying her words as it craved for more. 

"You're hurting me." 

As Elaine's words diffused through Neill's thick lust driven state, reality came back to him and it took a great amout of self control on his part to abandon his wolf's demands and pull away from Elaine. 

He looked at Elaine who was taken aback by the black in his eyes. 

He shut his eyes and pulled himself off Elaine. 

"Are you okay?" he mumbled. 

Elaine sat up straight, her brain was fuzzy and she did not know how to move. Her lips had a taste of the sweetest fruit on them while her back was yelling in protest. 

She fingered the dark red rash forming on her back and Neill immediately felt guilty. He got up and turned the lights out. Then, he walked over to Elaine. 

"I can't see you, just let me apply this on your back." 

Elaine said nothing. The burn craved some balm and her body craved his touch now that all her fantasies had finally been materialized in an ecstatic trailer. 

Taking her silence as a yes, Neill sat behind her on the bed and lifted the T shirt halfway, resting it on her shoulder as he rubbed the cream on the scarlet burn. 

Turning the lights out was just a pretence as his supernatural senses allowed him to see Elaine's creamy skin and her bruizes perfectly. He did not stare longer at her than necessary as he felt guilty for deceiving her.

Then, for the second time that night, Neill tore his hands off Elaine's delicious skin and fixed her shirt. He did not know how long his wolf would stay at bay, but he was determined he would not push Elaine into another one of these intimate encounters, especially if his strong wolf lost control and it caused her pain. 

Neill got up and walked over to the couch, making himself as comfortable in the limited space as possible. 

As Elaine rested her head back against the head rest, she felt guilty for high jacking Neill's bed, but remained silent as she could not summon the energy to ask him to switch positions. She was still amazed at what had just happened.

She had just had the first kiss of her life, with virtually a complete stranger, but had felt so complete in this short period of time. The thought of Neill completing her was scary. Because even if he could temporarily fill in the hole, the pain would be excruciating when he left. She was sure that ultimately, everyone left. 

Elaine drifted off into a content yet uncomfortable slumber, trying hard not to think about the most amazing pair of brown eyes and the expert most lips in the world.