Kiss of the Moon

Chapter 11

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Thanks to everyone who voted or left a comment. Here is chapter 11 and I warn you a head of time it gets really steamy towards the end so fell free to skip if you like.

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Chapter 11

Wolfgang walked into his room silently, he had woken a few hours after going to bed, deciding to let her sleep he had left to have breakfast and catch up with friends. He smiled as he watched Amy sound asleep and sprawled on the king size bed. Although normally he didn't like it when she slept clothed he had made sure she was dressed with Bastion’s help after he had bathed her. They had struggled with her unresponsive body but had managed to slide her into sweat pants and one of his jumpers.

Wolfgang slid off his shoes and crawled onto the bed next to Amy, she didn't stir. Leaning over Amy's body; he ran his nose against her skin until he came to her ear and bit the lobe. She moaned and tried to knock him away, not quite ready to wake up. Wolfgang rested his weight on her back pinning her to the bed. Amy woke and struggled in his arms for a moment then stopped as she knew there was no point.

"Get off me," Amy said with deadly intent, if he didn't get off her she would shift and tear him to shreds.

Wolfgang wrapped an arm around her and rolled over bringing her with him. Amy rolled over in his arms.

"Nathanael told me to let you sleep, he also inspected you to make sure I didn't hurt you last night in my haste," Wolfgang explained.

"Then why didn't you let me sleep?" she complained.

"It's nearly lunch time," he explained.

Amy lurched forward and winced in pain, it seemed to sear through her the moment she moved her lower half. She collapsed back onto the bed. She brought her knees up and hugged them as it lessened the pain in her abdomen. Wolfgang pulled Amy into his arms and gently nuzzled her neck. He slid a hand between her knees and abdomen and gently rubbed her hoping to ease her pain.

I am sorry you are in pain.

He told her silently, injecting sincerity into his mental voice.

Amy sighed and let go of her knees, his touch was soothing; he carefully moved his hand applying a different amount of pressure. Amy moaned and stretched out her legs. He kept rubbing gently; he stopped for a moment and slid his hand under her clothes to touch her skin. He started to rub again noting where he should use less pressure and in some places where more was needed. "I hope you get pregnant soon," he whispered into her ear.

Amy sighed, "How long until the first talks start?" To the best of her knowledge the talks were meant to start at ten.

"At two, the Alpha's agreed that the talks could start later and that you needed to rest," he answered.