The Erinyes's Bond (Wolfguise)

Chapter 17-Shade

I pulled Eska snugly against my chest, our breathing labored from the exertion. Our bodies married together in a cascading fervor. Squeezing her brought a rush of contentment I did not know I craved. I rubbed the crown of her head with my nose. My little mate, my little moon.

"Does it bother you when I call you little?" It was not a slight to her being feminine simply smaller than myself.

Eska ran her fingers over my arm softly. "No. I used to be called pipsqueak and stuff of that nature when I was a kid. I've always been small. Gran and my mother are small women. I've made up for it with a big personality."

I chuckled and we both groaned as it jostled our connected bodies. "I do enjoy your magnetism."

"Magnetism. No one has ever described me that way."

I pressed my lips to her head. "I have many ways to describe you. Shall I continue?"

She drummed her fingers against the bed. "As much as I would enjoy the flattery. I do have some things I want to talk to you about. Now seems to be as good a time as any."

I laughed again and almost regretted it. Eska sank nails into my arm as her body set to tremble. My growls echoed her faint orgasm.

"We have to stop laughing. I can barely move and having your dick still inside me isn't helping."

"Apologies." I knew she heard the smile in my voice.

"First, I, I felt a pull in my chest when we came. It was like a cord being pulled tight. Is that the bond?" She seemed unsure.

To think she would feel the bond as I did. "Yes, everyone experiences a mating bond differently. I did not believe you would feel it, at least not as a tangible thing."

"Oh I felt it. Like someone tugging on a belay. You suddenly became an anchor. Not like you're going to weigh me down but grounding. Does that make sense?"

I hummed thoughtfully. "It does, Little Moon."

Eska pinched my arm. "That's another thing. Ramona called that a mate name. What did she mean?"

Rubbing the soft flesh beneath her breast gave me a moment to think. "A mate name is how you see your mate. No one else can call you that, it is a special name. Again, a claiming name. To me, you are bright as the moon herself. Your hair shines with the luminous brightness of the heavens. The darkness in your eyes, is a night's wild hunt. I now have my own celestial body, to worship each night and chase each day."

She breathed deeply. "Can Wolf be my name for you? I know that's how you introduced yourself to me, but it feels right. I can't explain it as elegantly as you but I know it's what I want to call you."

I hugged her, careful not to jostle our hips. "You do not need to explain your choice to me. I accept it and will gladly answer to Wolf."

"Good." Her voice was soft. "So, next thing. Your mother said I'm dominate. I don't get that. You made me do things I would have never done for another man."

My laugh escaped before I had the chance to stop it. "You lead I follow. It will become more evident as time goes on. You are an alpha among men. I do not like the term as it is false in its meaning but for context sake you are an alpha. As for sex, it will be a place for you to escape the demand of demands. To give control over and be free of command. Things will begin to fall into place for us, they will start making sense."

"You're making it difficult not to fall fast for you." Her fingers caressed my hip and I sighed.

"It is partly the bond, yet I still like hearing it." I kissed her again.

Uncertainty vibrated across the lattice work of the forming bond. "Eska?"

"What is wolf-touched?"

"How do you know this term?" It is not something spoken of with humans. I reached out across the bond, and felt her apprehension. "I am not upset, it is not something we share with humans. I am confused."

"Gran. I was at her place earlier and it was brought up in conversation. Her partner Sage, she's some type of Other, brought it up. When I told them how I claimed you she said it was in my blood. After some dirty looks, Gran told me I was wolf-touched."

"Once the knot goes down we will talk."

Panic. I felt it before I scented it. "No my Little Moon. It is nothing to fret. I would rather have the conversation face to face. It would seem there is more to the story. Yet it brings a question of my own. Is your grandmother Lily?"

"You know my grandmother? Oh for fuck's sake I'm going to kill her." She leaned her head back trying to look at me.

"Oh yes, those sneaky crones. They have some explaining to do." A great deal of from the sound of it.