Uncaged

Out on the town

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Once the heat became bearable Jocelyn drifted off in my arms. At the sound of her deep even breaths, Jasper finally relented and retreated to the quiet of my mind. I cradled her against me, unable to stop myself from licking at her neck and filling her open pores with my scent, claiming her as best I could without desecrating the trust I'd built with her. She sighed in her sleep, shifting her neck harder into my tongue and I couldn't deny the pleasure it brought me seeing how much she wanted me even in slumber. I moved to her wrist, pressing my nose against the veins there pouring with her floral scent, letting my tongue glide across them for a taste.

Once her heady scent was mixed with mine enough for my head to clear I let her wrist go and made myself comfortable, laying down fully on the mattress; Careful to make sure as much of her skin was pressed against mine as possible I knew she'd be comfortable with if she woke up.

It didn't take long for her intoxicating scent to lull me into oblivion.

I woke to the late morning sun streaming into the room, most annoyingly, directly in my eyes. I groaned in objection, lethargically throwing my arm over my face to shield my eyes. A warm, light giggle fluttered through the quiet mid-day air, dissolving my anger in a moment.

I lifted my arm a fraction to see Jocelyn laying comfortably across my chest. With her chin resting lightly atop of her loosely threaded hands. Her thick tight curls were messily scattered across my middle in dark tangled clumps. Her blue doe eyes were swollen and held a sheen of red mist from the reminisce of tears. And the smell of her heat still lingered heavily in the air. She is the loveliest thing I've ever seen.

I couldn't help myself, "You're so beautiful Jocelyn. I must have been a better man in a past life to deserve you laying on top of me so early in the morning."

A pink hue powered her cheeks at my word and her head tilted side of her lifted shoulder. She averted her eyes, looking anywhere in the room apart from my watchful gaze. After several moments, she peeked over in my direction before settling it there indefinitely. The playfulness in her features slowly but steadily fled, hardening with earnest.

"Alex," She paused taking a deep breath as if she were gathering the strength to speak. "I'm so sorry that I forced my, uh, gift on you, I-" I cut her off.

"Jocelyn." I interrupted, she blinked up at me. "Don't apologize. please. I can't count the times I lost control with you yesterday. I should have warned you, it was cowardly of me to have kept you in the dark as I did. I should have taken better care of you, I'm sorry." She looked up at me in surprise before countering.

"You could have had me, I remember begging you over and over and you somehow controlled yourself," she said.

I reached a handout and ran it over her frizzed hair smoothing the agitated strands between my fingers. She laid there, waiting with calm indifference to whether I gave her a response or not, something I admired most about her.

"It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. But mating you while you're delirious and in pain, - I told you that I would never force myself on you Jocelyn and I meant it. You deserve to want me in your own time and not because of the bond."

I watched as her eyebrows sloped upwards adorably. Followed quickly by the corners of her mouth as she smiled before saying something in her mother tongue and staring at me expectedly.

I smirked down at her, retraining myself from laughter as I waited for her to catch on. When her eyebrows drew together in confusion I let her in on it, "I'm not that well versed in the Russian language yet, you need to give me more time, or a hint at least."