Can He Be Tamed?

Chapter 23- Unedited

Shit is about to get emotional, so if you cry easily get a tissue box- fair warning :)

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The minute the door was closed I was pulling my dress off, I kicked it off, and sighed in relief, I felt free. I went upstairs, Tyse following his hand glued to my hip that had only a thin strip of fabric on it. The tingles and sparks from his touch seemed to be more intense and concentrated.

I threw myself on my bed and Tyse started pulling his clothes off throwing them on the floor, he turned the light off and came back, he kissed my leg then my thigh, and then skipped up to my shoulder. He gave me a firm kiss on the neck then cheek and laid down, pulling me on top of him.

“You’re going into the pre stages of your heat” he told me.

“What?” I asked fully snapping out of my half asleep/ half awake trance.

“you’re going to get over emotional and you’re not going to be able to stay away from me for a long time” he told me.

I groaned, being needy is just what I needed. “Fuck” I'm muttered.

“What?” he asked me.

“I hate it when I’m needy” I told him burying my head in his neck inhaling his lovely scent.

“I love it when you need me” he told me kissing my forehead, his hand trailing up my bare thigh softly leaving goose bumps and trail of fire burning hot. A shiver ran down my spine.

“Are you cold kitten?” Tyse asked a hint of concern coating his words.

“No” I answered, “I’m actually feeling a little hot” I told him, my voice was low, like I didn’t want anyone to hear even though I knew no one was here. He pulled me off him and got up.

‘Where are you going?” I asked him, he left the room and then came back a few minutes later and turned the fan on, and then climbed back in bed pulling me into him.

“Go to sleep baby” he told me, and I did just that. I woke up and I was cold, not just on the outside, there was a dreadful feeling chilling me to the bone. I sat up, and Tyse was nowhere to be found, I heard the shower going and steam was pouring out from the door that was ajar. I sighed in relief, and got up, realizing I still didn’t have clothes on.

I put on some athletic shorts and a hoodie and stood there for a minute deciding on if I should go in or not. I needed to brush my teeth and stuff, plus I was anxious of seeing Tyse without clothes on. I didn’t know what to expect, I mean I had thought about it more than once, but somehow the real thing was more appealing than the fantasies.

I took a deep breath, Tyse had seen me naked before, Tyse has gone way beyond just seeing me naked. What was the big deal? Tyse was mine. He was made for me. I was the only one allowed to see him naked anyways.

I'm sure Tyse wasn’t a virgin but hey who was I to judge? I opened the door peeking in, the glass doors of the huge shower were foggy but I could faintly see the outline of his body. I bit my lip looking at the floor feeling my cheeks heat up. He was vigorously running his hands through his hair probably washing shampoo out of it.

He shut the shower off and I froze, I dropped my gaze to the floor feeling my cheeks heat up again.

“That blush is going to be the death of me” he spoke I looked up at him, he had a black towel wrapped around his waist.

“Tyse” I said timidly.

“Yes love” he answered going into the closet.

“how old were you when you um…” I paused feeling embarrassed even though he couldn’t see me at all.