Tickles; running up and down my body. That's all I could register.
I tried to scoot away but I was being pinned down by something heavy. Very heavy.
Slowly cracking open my eyes, I looked over my shoulder towards the tickle monster.
"Good morning, baby."
Connected to my own were a pair of luminous green eyes. He looked extra happy and way less stressed than usual this morning.
"Morning," I croaked.
He continued to softly kiss my back and shoulder whilst running his fingertips up and down my arm. The tickles felt good.
"How are you feeling?" He whispered, nibbling my ear.
I swallowed and pushed down the naughty thoughts.
"I'm good you?"
"I meant about last night..."
Oh shit.
I gasped and covered my mouth with one hand as I remembered, "oh shit we had sex," I whispered.
"Mm yeah we did," he hummed into my neck, his tongue flicking out and exploring the surface.
I tried to sit my body up but was met with a harsh pain in my lady zone and a bruise like ache which lingered in my belly. I hissed and flopped back down, "what have you done to me?" I groaned.
He raised an eyebrow and smirked, "nothing you weren't begging for."
I gasped, "how dare you! That was you!"
"Me?"
"Yes you, I was fine until you and your monster wanted to take a look."
He chuckled and kissed my shoulder, "you're funny."
"I know. Now can you help me into the shower?"
"Can I join?"
"Only if you keep your man parts away from me."
"I'll try, now come on."
He put his arm around my shoulders and his other under my leg and picked me up bridal style.
I bit my lip hard at the searing burn I felt between my legs.
"God you really went for it huh?" I asked clutching my belly.
"I'm sorry, baby. Last night got a bit out of control."
I recalled memories of us together. We were quite rough with each other. Ouch.
"I remember," I whispered, arousal creeping up at the thought of what we did. Pushing it back down, my eyes averted to the naked handsome man carrying me in his arms.
Gently, I pressed my lips against his taught, muscly chest.
A low growl softly rumbled in his throat and his grip on me tightened.
I smirked and placed another kiss above the other.
"Stop," he whispered.
Smiling up at him, I decided to listen for once as we entered the bathroom.
He sat me down on the counter and walked over to the bath, turning on the hot tap and dashing in my favourite soaps and oils like it were a pot of soup he was seasoning.
He walked over to the small window and closed the curtain making the room very dark. The only light came in through the open door which led to our room.
Opening the door under the sink, he pulled out a few large candles and a bag of little ones, placing them around the room.
"Very romantic," I smiled, watching his large body manoeuvre so gracefully around the room.
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Alpha Xavier
WerewolfAfter an eventful day of finding out shes involuntarily engaged to an Alpha who's age makes him qualified to be her father, young spitfire Alexis is forced to flee her pack. As her best friend encourages her to leave, Alexis reluctantly agrees and p...