The wait was killing me. Apart of me wanted to call him again and make sure he was on his way, but the other half was telling me that he was near and that I needed to prepare myself.
I lit the last few candles that were around the room then I laid myself on the bed. "Paint me like one of your French girls." I giggled to myself.
I heard the door to the front door open and close. Keys were set down. And then footsteps began the ascend to our bedroom.
I hoped he would like the surprise. He had been so busy lately that he barely had gotten to spend time with me. I could feel through our bond that he longed to be with me. Just as much as I wanted him.
He told me he would be home too late for dinner so I created this surprise instead. A candle lit room with me on the bed as a main course.
He walked in and just as I was hoping, the look of lust came across his face.
He crossed over to the bed and crawled on top of me slowly kissing my skin, leaving fireworks sprawling across, as he travelled upward.
His lips creeped up my neck leaving soft pecks up to my jaw. When he reached my face he looked up from kissing and smiled. "Hi baby. I see you took it upon yourself to leave dinner out for me." I giggled as his grin grew wicked. He leaned his head into the crook of my neck and breathed in deeply. I reached around his neck with one hand, grabbing a fist full of hair with the other and pulled him closer. "I missed you baby."
"I missed you too, Oli." I squeezed onto him, letting him know that I too was happy. I felt his lips pressed against my claimed mark and instantly moaned. His smile could have been traced on my skin as he took his tongue and dragged it around the special mark he had given me oh so long ago.
The magic of that mans tongue. "Oli-" I breathed. Just by doing a small task, this Man had taken my breathe away.
"Yes Charly?" He clearly knew that his teasing was working as he flicked his tongue out again, making me fidget under him. I moaned once more as the bond between us only grew stronger. That and the insatiable tingling I felt coming from down below.
"Please babe. Mercy." I begged tugging on his hair. His teasing just made me hornier. God did my body and soul want this man.
He chuckled then pulled back.
Wait, what? No. No. No. No. That is not what I had in mind when I asked for mercy.
I looked back into his eyes, only to find that the lust in his eyes had disappeared and been covered with a look of... guilt? Disappointment?
"Oli? Whats wrong?" I sat up to get a better view of him as he shifted to the edge of the bed. Silence filled the air. "Oliver?"
"I got some good news." He sighed looking at me.
"Then why does it look like you just ran over a cat?"
He ignored my comment and continued on his track of mind. "I finally got accepted by the final group of your pack to join."
Did I hear that right? "Babe! That's great!" I hugged him from behind, although as soon as I did so he pulled away from my release and stood in front of me to look directly in my eyes. I pouted feeling a bit unloved. "What?"
"Krystal is dead."
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Alpha of My Own
WerewolfWhat happens when you are a female Alpha who has found her mate and is living grand? Well your mate's brother dies, then he becomes alpha of his original pack. Then shit hits the ceiling.