The Mating Game

Luna Part 1

A/N: OKay so two things, I thought I was going to have this out sooner and I'm breaking it down into two parts. My intention was to make it one long chapter but this means a faster update.

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The Mating Game

Chapter Fourteen

Bailey was starting to lose her nerve. Howl's gaze was unwavering for two minutes straight all the while she stood in the doorway of the restroom, her legs beginning to shake. She was half expecting for him to ravish her the moment he saw her clad in lingerie. Instead he remained seated. The only things moving on his statue like frame were his eyes, his gaze lingered on every asset she owned.

Was she really going to do it all on her own? She never thought that she would be the one initiating sex with Howl. She wanted for him to seduce her into bed, not the other way around. But events certainly did not pan out that way.

Her plan did not go far enough to detail how she would go about creating this moment. She was hoping the expert, Howl, would lead the way.

Once he was done admiring Bailey's lovely frame and mentally captured every curve, dimple, and tone of her body Howl broke out of his silent shock. He'd been blessed with one thing, Bailey was downright beautiful. Although he was straining against his underwear at the sight before him, Howl did not rush anything. Somehow he lost his nerve to mate her knowing she may only be rushing things because of Ann's situation.

Though he was beating himself up for not giving the pack everything they needed. He was not sorry enough to allow Bailey to give herself up with those intentions on her mind.  She wasn't some sacrificial virgin. At least not in his eyes she wasn't.

"W-w-hat are you doing?" He asked hesitantly. His voice was gruff with tamed emotion, it came out much deeper than usual. He almost growled out the words as he spoke them; he was proud of the constraint he was showing. His eyes couldn't leave from the soft curve of her hips and her small waist.

Bailey raised an eyebrow at him, she'd just boldly stated that they were going to mate and he had the audacity to ask what she was doing?

"Building a bridge to Europe," She said sarcastically before continuing, "We should get this over with,"

Howl let out a small growl, "You shouldn't say things like that if you aren't ready."

She was ready. She wouldn't have dressed up in all black lingerie and displayed herself to him if she wasn't. Bailey attempted to control the shaking of her legs and began to take steps towards the bed. There was no need to prolong the inevitable. Their wait had been abnormal already. Plus Howl earned it, he'd been patiently using his mouth without anything in return. He'd shown her unadulterated pleasure. She wanted to do the same for him.

"As soon as you slide your sexy ass onto this bed, know there's no going back." Howl proclaimed, his eyes watching the way her hips seductively swayed from side to side. His wolf was howling inside of him, pressuring him more to mate the girl.

"I would be disappointed if you said otherwise." Was her bold reply before she sank one knee onto the bed and lifted her slender frame into the bed.

Not a second later Howl was on her, lifting her up so that she was straddling his hardness.

He latched his lips to her neck, quickly searching for the sensitive spot he knew would immediately get her wet. All the while his large hands gripped her breast; finding and teasing her nipples. She was so soft, complacent, and warm in his arms he could hardly contain himself. He wanted to just take her, but he knew if he wanted for her to completely enjoy the experience he needed to perform foreplay.