Cami growled and backed up. She was frightened and confused now. Dylan recognized the uncontrollable fear in her eyes and quickly dominated her, his teeth sinking gently into her neck until she sank to the mat. With her exposed throat in his mouth, she submitted and rolled onto her back baring her belly. Dylan shifted and sat beside her. “Its okay sweetness, you’re okay. I promise. I’ll take care of you.” He turned to look at the other two betas, “you guys grab a room, and I’ll see you in the morning.” They filed passed her. “Goodnight Miss Cami. It was real nice to finally meet you.” Mike reached down and shook her paw. Pete did the same and nodded as he passed by closing the door behind him. “Sweetness, now that you’ve shifted into your wolf, you need to learn how to shift back. That should be easier since you know what you feel like as yourself. Don’t you? How you look, how your hair feels slipping between your fingers, what your skin feels like?” She was Cami again. “There’s my girl.” He said softly. Cami’s hand was sharp and stinging across his cheek. Dylan blinked rapidly trying to figure out what happened. Cami put her hands up at him like she had earlier to the betas. “Shift!” He cocked an eyebrow at her. “All you have to do is ask sweetness, your wish is my command.” Dylan gave her his sexy smile and she did her best to ignore it issuing the command again. Nothing. Not fair. “I don’t think it works on me sweetness. Remember you pointed these at me before and the betas flew across the room but nothing happened to me. I think that it is ineffective on your mate and your alpha.” He kissed her palms one at a time sending shivers through her. “I’m ready to go home now.” She said looking up at him through her lashes. “Stay.” Her head was shaking. “I have a guest room, a really nice one, it’s girly, and everything. My sister uses it when she’s here. Please?” She was thinking about the lumpy creaky bed in her apartment. “There’s a huge bathtub with jets. I think she left bubble bath and bath salts, your choice.” He coaxed her. “She’s left clothes in there that should just about fit you, you’re more than welcome to them. I’m pretty sure she even left some pajamas.” He was standing over her now murmuring in her ear. With his caramel smooth voice soothing over her nerves, and his fingertips caressing her jaw Cami couldn’t refuse him. She nodded just slightly, and he gave a silent cheer but just smiled at her then took her hand to lead her to the guest room. The betas had a permanent room that they used when they stayed over complete with bunk beds and a mini fridge full of beer which was one of the conditions when they helped him rebuild the place. Her guest room was on the other side of the house from theirs, but was next door to Dylan’s room. “Here it is, my room is there if you need anything just ask. The bathroom is through there.” He pointed to a door across the room. “There are clothes in the dresser and in the closet, help yourself. I think there is a new toothbrush in the medicine cabinet too. Okay?” “Okay.” She said softly and reached up on her tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek. “Thank you.” Dylan wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her tightly against him. His hand wrapped itself in her pony tail pulling her head back, she gasped, and he took full advantage of her parted lips. His tongue slipped inside the sweet cavern of her mouth and explored her. He tasted and nibbled her until she kissed him back. Dylan pushed her against the wall trapping her. He wanted her. Her lithe body felt so nice pressed against him but he knew better than to rush her. Dylan’s mouth left hers but his eyes stayed closed, his forehead against hers. His heart pounded, his pulse throbbing in his cock. “Goodnight sweetness.” He murmured and struggled within himself to leave her against the wall. Dylan’s door closed softly with a click. Cami’s eyes were still unfocused when she finally drifted into her room and closed her door as quietly. “Oh. My. God.” She whispered and let out a breath as she sat on the edge of the bed for a moment. Cami undressed slowly thinking of Dylan, wishing his fingers were unfastening her buttons. Could he be her mate? Whether he was or not, she really wanted him to kiss her again. Cami tasted her lips, tasted him again, a shiver raced up her spine and every muscle south of her belly button clenched sweetly. She filled the tub and squeezed in the bubble bath. It smelled like vanilla. Cami eased into the hot water and soothed her sore muscles and her overworked brain. Today had been too much. First, she’d had that episode in his truck then dinner and the realization that she may be a freak of nature or a Princess, then the confirmation that she was a freak when she made wolves change into men. And the grand finale when she herself changed into a wolf? Yes,she had. She had changed into a wolf, and this was not a damned dream. Crap. She should ask Dylan what she looked like as a wolf, he was beautiful, and what had he said? That he was her alpha. Was he? She remembered rolling over when he put his mouth on her. It didn’t even seem like it was something that she wanted to do, and more like something that her body did of its own volition. Cami washed her hair and rinsed it in the vanilla water then scrubbed her skin with the bath gel that smelled like springtime. She liked the gel a lot. She would have to indulge in some of her own as soon as she had money to burn on frivolities. She climbed out and dried her skin with the huge fluffy emerald green towel. The bathroom had lavender flowers with emerald green stems on the wallpaper and green granite counters and shower walls. The beige floor tiles were rough so that you didn’t lose your footing and fall. It was pretty and she wondered if Dylan’s sister decorated it or if he had for her. Cami looked in the medicine cabinet for a toothbrush and found several. She chose the yellow one and a small tube of minty paste. There was comb in there that she borrowed as well and pulled it through her long hair then borrowed the blow dryer. She padded back into the bedroom with the towel wrapped tightly around her. She could hear thunder rolling in the distance and squeezed her eyes shut. Cami was petrified of thunderstorms. She hurried to the dresser and found a pair of flannel pajamas covered in daisies on a sky blue background. She pulled them on quickly and looked under the bed for cover. Lightning lit the windows and she bit her lip hard enough to draw blood. What was she going to do? If she’d been at home, in her apartment, she would’ve hidden under the bed but there were boxes under this one. He used the space as storage. The lightning struck again. It was so close that it looked pink and hissed then boomed loudly as soon as it hit. She squealed in terror. He was there in her door way almost immediately. His hair was rumpled and he looked like he’d already been asleep. The lightning struck again and cracked loudly at the same time. Cami launched herself at him and wrapped herself around him. She buried her face in his neck. Her ankles locked in the small of his back and her arms wound around his neck tightly in a near choke hold. Dylan held her trembling body there for a moment then carried her back to his bedroom. “Come on now. I’m right here and I’ll keep you safe.” He murmured in her ear. Cami nuzzled his neck, her lips brushed over his pulse point. “Oh darlin’ don’t do that, I may not be able to stop myself.” Cami kissed his neck, his cheek, and then his mouth. A growl rumbled through his chest as his erection grew against her. Cami rubbed herself against him. “Oh shit sweetness, do you know what you’re asking?” Dylan lowered her to the bed still wedged between her thighs. Softness rubbed hardness. His mouth found hers. Dylan kissed her deeply. His tongue explored her minty mouth. Her ankles unlocked, Cami lifted her hips against him, and he growled again. Dylan unbuttoned her pajama top then lowered his head to her breasts. “Are you sure?” She nodded reaching for him. His fingers worked quickly until she was bare to the waist. He pressed kisses to her warm vanilla scented skin, his tongue traced the rim of her navel, and she lifted her hips again. “Easy girl.” The lightning flashed outside again but the storm was moving away and it wasn’t nearly as bright as it had been a moment ago. Cami tensed and grabbed at him frantically but he caught her hands easily, kissing each one in turn, she calmed. The thunder rolled quietly, the storm was moving away fast. “Dylan, I need…” She reached for him. He shushed her and pulled the pajama bottoms off of her. “Please…” She whimpered. Cami wanted him, she’d started out afraid of the storm but when she’d jumped into his arms it became so much more. The scent of him so close aroused her beyond belief. His pulse had pounded against her lips and called to something buried deep within her. She wanted him, to stay with him, she’d known this man two days but felt a connection to him, one so deep down that she couldn’t ignore it. It didn’t matter that she’d only known him for a minute, her soul cried out for him and she needed him, craved his touch, his warmth. “I know sweetness.” He shucked his briefs and settled in the cradle of her thighs again. Cami’s fingers wrapped tightly around his penis and placed him at her entrance. “Now Dylan.” She pulled him closer with her heels against his backside. She was trying to kill him. That must be it. She kept saying that she wasn’t his mate and that she didn’t want to be his mate but then she did this. She wasn’t giving him a choice. He was only going to ease her fears when he brought her in here, sex was not his intention. As much control as he had, and as strong as he was, even Dylan couldn’t stop this now. No man could have. “Oh sweet Jesus Cami.” Dylan buried himself to the hilt, she cried out. He stroked against her. He couldn’t stop, he couldn’t think, he wanted her, to claim her, he want to stay buried inside of her for the rest of his life. God, she was so hot and so wet, it was heaven. His body rejoiced, ached for her, for her pleasure, her satisfaction, her heat, and her submission. “Look at me.” He barked at her. Cami’s eyes flew open and focused deep emerald green pools on his amber ones. She smiled up at him and caressed his face with her fingertips. His head lowered for a kiss and when his lips met hers, she climaxed crying his name. Dylan couldn’t last, he wanted to, for her. He wanted to bring her to another climax screaming his name over and over but just as he’d thought in the bar, he was as out of control as a first time pup. The tingling heat started at the base of his spine and raced through his veins. It streaked over his nerves until his sack tightened and he poured his soul into her. His woman, his mate. His body was alive and rejoicing at having found her. He would never let her go, she would always be his. His heart pounded with need for her, with love for her.
