Destiny (COMPLETED) - Werewolf Romance

Chapter 4

"You shouldn't tease. It's not nice to play games." The words escaped his mouth in a deep husky tone. Drew was struggling to maintain his composure as she walked round the room in her underwear. Her red underwear. How had he only known this girl a few hours yet she had him hooked? Clara shrugged her shoulders and looked up at him through her lashes innocently.

"I don't know what you're on about, I was just going to get into bed." He rolled his eyes and smirk grew on his lips. In seconds he'd picked her up so her legs wrapped round his torso and she giggled. Drew walked over to the bed slowly but they never lost eye contact.

"I'll show you how to get into bed from now on." A small squeak fell out her mouth as he threw her on the bed and climbed over until he was straddling her. Her blue eyes were glowing life he knew his were, he could practically smell the lust on her. How could he deny his girl what she wanted? Clara snaked her arms round his neck and ran her fingers through his dark soft hair. Did she really want this? She never acted like this, what had come over her? Drew lent down and placed a soft kiss on her lips, but she wanted more. She needed more. She held his head in place and pressed her lips to his hard. The soft kiss quickly turned into a rough passionate one. The electricity running through her veins was intoxicating. A rush of adrenaline pumped through every inch of them both. Drew trailed kisses over her cheek and down her neck, taking in the sweet vanilla smell of her hair.

Clara wrapped her legs around Drew's torso again and let out a deep breath as he kissed her neck lightly. What was he doing to her? How did her manage to get her this worked up in a matter of hours? She'd never felt anything like this before, the deep need for someone. The need for every bit of them. Was she making herself look like a desperate slut? At this moment she didn't even care. Drew ran his hand from her thigh up her body caressing every part of it. Exciting every cell in her body. A fire ignited in the pit of her stomach and burned so hot she thought she would implode if it was not satisfied. He cupped her perfectly plump breast with his hand, gently massaging it in his palm. He could feel her nipple grow hard from his touch, just as his trousers grew so tight, he thought they would cut off his blood flow.

Drew moved back to kissing her lips, as she ran her fingers down his back, digging her nails in as she did. When she reached the top of his trousers, she softly ran her fingertips over his skin tickling him as she brought her hands round to the front of his trousers. A deep laugh rumbled from his chest, vibrating pure excitement. He brought his face away, so he was looking in her eyes.

"No more teasing Clara, otherwise I'll have to play the game." She bit her lip playfully before beginning to unbuckle his belt. He smiled and bent his head down to her chest and pulled down her corset exposing her naked breasts. He looked, taking in what was now his, they were perfectly round and ready to be devoured. Clara finished undoing his trousers and slipped her hand inside. She gasped as she felt his large hard shaft with her fingers. She didn't even know what to do with it, but instinct kicked in and she wrapped her fingers around his and began to gently stroke it. A groan escaped Drew's mouth and she smiled at the pleasure she could bring him with just a slight touch.

"Love, you're driving me crazy... my turn." He looked her in her eyes with a smirk on his face as he spoke. He slowly made his way down her body, watching as she squirmed with excitement beneath him. He lifted one of her legs and gently kissed the inside of her thigh, getting closer to her warmth as he did. It was her turn to let out a groan as he hands gripped the sheets tightly. He smiled and brushed his nose against her, watching as her back arched at the simple touch, before moving to her other thigh and tracing kisses up her thigh. She groaned in annoyance and relaxed her back on to the bed again.

Drew quickly pulled his trousers down and kicked them off, leaving the only material between them his boxers and the thin strip of her thong. He moved back up, so his face was inches from hers. His hard shaft slightly brushing up against her. Clara's breathing was heavy, she put a hand on his chest and pushed him off. He fell on his back and she moved so she was straddling him now. The corset was done up at the front, so she took the ends of the ribbon that laced it up and pulled them, so the bow came undone. Drew watched with anticipation and she began to undo it at a snail's pace. Quickly growing impatient he grabbed the front with both hands and ripped it open. She gasped as he tore the material open effortlessly.

"Remind me not to wear expensive underwear if you're going to do that to it." She giggled and he threw it on the floor. He smiled and sat up so she was sat in his lap.

"Don't worry about the price tag, I want you to wear things like this every night." He growled as he began to kiss her chest and breasts again. Clara groaned and ran her fingers through his hair again, slightly tugging at it as she did. She moved her hips slightly rubbing herself on him, she could feel him harden even more if that was even possible. He placed an arm round her back and gently lifted her off his lap with the other before placing her body back on the bed like she was made of glass. His show of strength and control excited her more and she reached down to grab him again, wanting to please him in anyway she could. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away, before pinning both of her arms above her head.

"Not yet, love, you'll get me too excited." She smiled as he held onto her wrists with one of his big hands while the other ran down her body again. He traced her stomach with his fingertips and reached the top of her underwear. He ran his finger over her through the material and her back instantly began to raise as she closed her eyes and took a sharp breath in. He pulled the material to one side and felt her wet warmth with his finger, stroking it gently watching as she began to squirm.

"Tell me, how many men have had the pleasure of pleasing you how I'm about to?" Clara felt ashamed to give him the answer, what if he thought she strange? But she didn't want to lie, she had to be honest. He continued to rub as she stuttered out the word.

"N-None." His hand immediately pulled away and his brows creased together.

"What?" Shit bit her lip nervously and looked him in the eyes.

"Erm...I've never actually been with anyone." He rolled off her and felt awful for what he had almost done. He couldn't do that. He couldn't have a hot steamy night of meaningless sex knowing it would be her first time. He sat at the edge of the bed with his back to her and his head in his hands. She felt embarrassed and pulled her legs up to her chest to cover herself. She shunned herself for saying that. She should have made something up.

"What? But you're... you're 21? How haven't you?" Her cheeks went red and she looked down hiding her face.

"Well, it sounds stupid, but I was waiting for the right person. For you I guess." She spoke quietly and awkwardly, feeling ridiculous as she actually said it out loud.

"I'm sorry. I just... I can't." She began to panic, and tears formed in her eyes.

"You... you don't... want me?" His head spun round so fast he almost gave himself whiplash, immediately realising how that sounded. Filled with guilt he went over to comfort his mate.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean it like that. If anything, now I want you more. But I can't, not like this. It should be special, not just a mad rush of hormones. It's got to be perfect, at the right time, I only want to give you the best from now on." She smiled a little and relaxed in his arms, still holding her legs up to cover her chest. She felt awkward being half naked now.

"Thank you." Drew stood up to retrieve the top he'd given her earlier and passed it over to her.

"Here, put this on before I forget what I just said. Let's go to bed." She laughed a little and pulled the top on, thankful to be covered up and no longer as exposed. They climbed under the quilt and Drew turned the light off before cuddling up to her and holding her tightly. He was not going to let her get away. Ever.