Song: Seafret - Angel of Small Death & The Codeine Scene (Hozier cover)
He was still sleeping. I could feel his slow and even heartbeat against my naked back. His leg was entwined between my own, one arm loosely hugging my stomach. I sighed and closed my eyes, thinking about last night.
It was sensational. Different to everything I had experienced before. His hands explored my body with meticulous precision, awaking body parts that I didn't even know could be aroused. His tongue caressed and kissed my very willing torso with such gentility that I almost cried in despair, wanting more. He laughed and told me "that good things come to those who wait". I was too far gone to feel embarrassed by then or reply in a coherenent manner so I left my wolf do the talking and she took control, letting a frustrated growl. That earned me a bite to my inner thigh. I kept quiet after that. Moaning doesn't count as talking.
His breathing changed and moments after, his hand on my stomach pulled me closer to him. He buried his face in my hair and his chest gave little pleasurable rumbles. His mouth found my mark and gave it a small kiss. It was still a little raw.
"Have you been up long?" His voice had that sexy roughness that he sported in the mornings, making him even more irresistible than he was. It made my skin shiver and my wolf lifted her ears as if not to miss any sound that came from her mate.
"Not long, maybe half an hour?" I didn't exactly know how long I had been up, lost in reliving last night's activities.
He hummed and started kissing my mark again, giving it little licks at times, soothing the redness that I'm sure was still present. The feeling that he was giving me was delectable, making me tilt my neck to give him more access. Anything to help him keep doing what he was doing.
He chuckled and kept kissing me all over while his hand found mine and squeezed it.
"Have you been thinking about last night while you were awake? His tone was gentle and calm.
I turned around and faced him. His eyes were a deep brown, showing me his state of serenity in this moment. The wolf was at ease.
I traced my fingers along his jaw, letting them travel lightly to his neck, reaching his mark. I traced it with care, trying not to hurt him with sudden movements. I felt embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, I thought I had more control than that. I really don't know how to explain it, the need was overwhelming", I lowered my eyes, ashamed at mine and my wolfs actions. I couldn't pin this at her alone, I had felt it as well. The urge to put my claim on him again had overridden my logic. We were both experiencing such pleasure in Ian's hands that it felt like we were rewarding him for his attendance to our needs by showing him our commitment.
"I already told you that you don't need to apologize. It isn't like I didn't enjoy it. You just surprised us." He lifted my chin and made me look into his eyes. "Besides, we returned the favour in full", he gave me a devious smile, his eyes filling with green, stating the wolf was now present and pleased with the memory of sinking his teeth in my skin once more.
I was still worried though. I buried myself in his body, inhaling the iciness of his scent that made him unique to all others. Just a hint of rose was there, a piece of me that lived in him. He turned on his back and took me with him. My cheek was rested on his bare chest, one hand was resting on my back while the other played with my hair. I sighed again, still not over the fact on how I had ruined what could have been.
"Stop worrying, everything is fine".
"I just can't help but feel that I disappointed you. And myself for that matter. I had always had such a easy understanding with my wolf , partners in everything, Never losing ground to the instinct. Never forgetting our true nature. Not to mention that I spoiled the mood." I groaned, closing my eyes and hugging him. He was taking this very well and it made it easier for me to just let it all out.
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Crossroads
VârcolaciCrossroads. Our lives are full of them. You don't always realize it but they are there. Sometimes they are paved, easily followed and happily travelled. Other times the choice is not so clear and the road that is narrow and muddy and all in all unat...
