Wolves:- Niam Horayne

Chapter 14

*Niall's POV*

Once we finished climaxing, I laid there hating the feeling of the lost contact. My eyes closed, my face still. I whimper remembering how he thrusted into me, his length teasing and prodding my prostate.

I laid there in silence when I heard a howl, his howl. I jumped up ignoring my aching ass and ran towards the howl. Looking around I saw nothing, I looked again and I saw him. I saw Liam, he was in bad shape. He is scratched up, bite marks and even bruised. Whoever got him, got him good. I growl angrily and scooped him up. Liam whimpers in his sleep as I carry him back to our cave.

I lay him down and start to clean up his wounds. I pout cutely at him and kiss his wounds hoping they'll heal up fast. I smirk as I kiss his neck where one wound is slightly bleeding.

I let out a giggle as I remember our wonderful sex...

I see his stere in his sleep, I sit back and wait... Daydreaming that the wonderful sex would be yet another wonderful experience...

"Liam, you're ok!" I howled happily

"Of course I am" He smiled as he shifted.

He then said:"I can protect myself."

"I know you can, but you got scratched pretty bad. You have a scar on your stomach near your rub cage." I say with worry laced in my voice while licking his wound.

"It's okay, I'm used to this already. At least I'm not dead. I'm fine."

"You're so brave. I wouldn't be able to do that." I replied.

"Well, of course you would. You're a wolf it's in your blood."

I smiled brightly. And he smiled back and laid down. As he began to drift to sleep, I spoke once more.

"By the way, great love making, Liam."