As we all divide I take Tristan's hand. Wanting nothing more than a hot shower and to be alone with my mate.
"Nate?" I ask, Tristan nods. "His okay, his working with some warriors to restore the borders; would you like to go see him?" He asks, his hand gently rubbing mine.
I feel guilty as I shake my head. I don't want to deal with politics right now. I don't want to think about my father's torturing Ethan, Leo gathering what's left of his pack or any other dark matters linked to all of this.
I need to feel something positive. Something amazing.
I want my mate.
Now.
We reach our room and Tristan goes straight to the bathroom turning the water to hot.
He smiles as he turns to me. His hands lifting my top over my head. His hand grazes my hip as he lifts my top, sending desire coursing through my body. Unable to hold myself back I throw myself on him, taking him by surprise as my mouth covers his. I push him into the shower, him fully dressed and me only missing my top.
I throw him against the wall, Aurora pushing her claws out as we shred his top from his body. Our hands greedily feeling his body.
The sparks fill my entire body, settling low and making the need unbearable.
I need him. All of him. Now.
Tristan either senses my need or feels the same as his hands move down. Making quick work of my pants and shoes.
I'm naked before him as he works on his own shoes as I enjoy the hot water. The moment his naked his hands are back on me. His hands rubbing up my body to my breasts as his mouth meets mine.
I feel nothing but his love coming from him as he kisses me. Unable to contain myself I wrap my legs around his waist. Pushing myself against him. His moan eggs me on as I reach for his manhood, bringing him to me and pushing myself to take him inside me.
I don't want a warm up. I need him. Now.
His moan increases as he pushes himself further until I'm completely full. The pleasure I feel is unfathomable. I moan loud; the mate bond pushing me to the brink as his mouth finds my neck, sinking his teeth into his mark as I do the same. An orgasm rips through me. He slams into me hard. Slaming my back into the wall as my teeth sink deeper.
His own moan fills the room. He pulls back from my neck as his mouth nipples my ear; "I love you so much my queen" he whispers as I try to catch my breath. His words push me further, my orgasm continuing as he keeps pushing himself into me.
It feels like hours when he finds his own release. Filling me with his seed as he moans my name.
Feeling exhausted my body is still hot. It's not enough.
He must feel it as he quickly drops to his knees before me.
His mouth is on me.
His fingers inside me as he has me pressed against the wall. His mouth is perfection, the sensation of his mouth and fingers leaving me a moaning mess.
My hands move of there own accord, pulling his hair closer against me. He moans loudly; "That's right baby, show me what you want" his words send a spark of pleasure through me as I rip him closer against me, his hands spread my legs, holding me up against the wall supporting my weight with ease.
"How's this?" He asks, pushing his face hard against me so I feel his stubble against my most sensitive place. I moan loudly letting go of his hair and surrendering to the pleasure. A few minutes past and I'm on cloud 9 again, my body shaking against his mouth.
Once I'm able to breathe he gently places me on my feet. His mouth going back to my ear.
"Turn around for me baby" he growls; my body heating up as I obey without question. I gasp as he presses my front against the tiles, his hand circling my clit fron behind.
"Bend" he orders, his hand slapping my ass hard. I moan and bend, pressing myself against him.
"That's my girl" he growls. Increasing the pressure against my clit as I desperately push against him. He positions himself, the need within me growing to painful. He pushes inside me hard, holding my hips in place. His size makes it almost painful; but the pleasure is more.
He slaps my ass again, the pain sending pleasure through me. "More" I beg, as he moans load. His hand makes contact again, the echo in the bathroom turning me on harder.
"You are perfection" he growls between thrusts. I push back hard, meeting him thrust for thrust.
We finish together. Our moans in sync as we find our release.
We wash up and leave the shower. I'm almost at the bed when he slips in front of me; suprising me as he rips my towel and sits down, pulling me towards his mouth. It's hard to stand as his mouth works on me; my legs jelly from the dozens of orgasms. He must sense this as he suddenly falls back.
"Sit" he orders. I go to sit on the bed confused. "No baby, sit here" he pulls me over so I'm straddling his face. "I want you to ride that delicious pussy all over my face" he says roughly. My whole body heats up as I start thrusting myself against his mouth. Worried of hurting him I go gently. He has no bar of this and wraps his arms around my thighs, pushing me roughly against his mouth. His hands on my ass. He slaps me hard causing me to moan. I speed up. Letting go of all worries and just riding his face until my body explodes.
Surprising me in his sudden gentleness he lifts me back into the bed until he hovers over me. Entering me slowly as his mouth hovers over my ear, his breath catching.
He kisses me gently; his tongue slowly massaging mine as I surrender to the new tempo. "I love you so much Armina" he whispers as he moves slowly in and out of me. His hands gently massaging my body and I find my hands doing the same.
His skin so soft, his scent leaving me always wanting more. I could do this every second of every day.
He slows even more, staring into my eyes as his hand cups my cheek. His movements continuing as he stares at me in wander.
"I'll never get over how lucky I am" he sighs. I melt.
This man has had by far the hardest life I've ever heard of. Yet he considers himself the lucky one. "I believe I'm the lucky one" I sigh kissing him deeply.
We both finish together. Marvelling in the feel of each other.
It's hours before we fall asleep in each other's arms.
A blissful rest interrupted by a sudden pain in my chest. I wake with fear; a sudden dread.
Tristan wakes with me. His hands holding my shoulders as I catch my breath. It passes quickly; a feeling of fog taking over.
'Aurora, was that what I think it was?' I demand, refusing to let the fog do what it's trying to do. I can feel someone trying to mess with my mind. Aurora pushes against the fog with me. Both of us knowing what happened.
Tristan watches as I stand. The pain filling my body as I go to the mirror. Confirming what I suspected. Nate's mark has faded further. Barely holding on.
That pain.
Nate was unfaithful.
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Conflicted - Twist Of Fate
Werewolf"I can't" I say breathlessly as Tristan's hand holds my cheek, his lips moving dangerously close to mine. "You're mine" he growls, his hands reaching around me crushing me against his body. I feel his manhood growing and pushing against me as I try...
