The morning of the carnival, I laid in Ryder's arms, loving the feeling of being naked and safe. He has me and I have him.
I feel so relaxed. I feel so nice and safe.
Opening my eyes, I looked between his eyes, not really sure what to focus on. He looked down at me with a smile and kissed my forehead like I was a precious creature to be held delicately.
Even though he was rough with me yesterday, not that I mind, he's so soft today. I blushed when I looked down at the marks he left on me and blushed even harder when I saw the marks on his shoulders and biceps.
"We have to go to the festival, remember." I whispered, knowing I had morning breath. But Ryder didn't seem to mind. He kissed my lips again and rolled us over, so that his lips were on my breast. His tongue lined down my body making me moan. "Make it quick please, I don't want to be-"
He somehow made me come in a matter of minutes, I felt like a man with no stamina. He smirked when he saw the look on my face and stood up proudly, licking his lips and fingers like he just finished eating ice cream instead of eating me out.
"Shut up!" I yelled making my way to the bathroom first and shut the door. He laughed and knocked on the door.
"Baby, I'm sorry, but you said to go quick and I did. Your wish is my command!" Ryder said on the other side of the door. Rolling my eyes, I slightly opened the door, but walked back inside the shower and turned it on to its hottest setting.
When Ryder stepped inside, he hissed and held onto his back. "Fuck Athena, what are you? Supernatural?"
"Nope, but you are." I smiled and realized a thought. "By the way, there's no way in hell am I fucking you in your doggy form."
"What? Why the hell would you even think that?" Ryder asked holding onto his stomach as he laughed. I rolled my eyes and finished washing myself, stepping out with a towel. "Where are you going? Let me lick you dry! Want me to turn into a wolf for that one?"
I screamed and slammed the door, laying in the bed. Before he could step out, I put on a red long sleeve shirt, black skinny jeans, and converse. Ryder walked out with my spare towel around his waist and looked at me with a smirk.
"I didn't bring any clothes." He said stepping closer to me. The way the droplets rolled down his fine body, I looked back up at him and felt my body flutter as he cornered me against the wall. "I can smell you, baby." He put his head in the crook of my neck and smelled me.
"We-we," I gulped and closed my eyes when he gently kissed the mark he left on me. It feels like a mixture of eating my favorite food and an orgasm. "We have school, the festival."
Fuck, he's kissing me more. I think I-
Tilting my head back, I dropped my bag and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing his lips. His soft plump lips. Pulling away, I gently pushed him away from me And smirked, looking down to see he was turned on.
"We're not even yet." I whispered in his ear, gently biting it, before pulling away and walking out the door with my bag in hand.
"Athena! I still need clothes!"
We showed up to school in Ryder's car. He was wearing my dads sweats and one of my sweatshirts. It's oversized on me and fits perfectly on him. Holding his hand, we walked into the cafeteria where the cafe was being set up.
"It's not the right order! What fucking sense does it make to have the utensils be up first with the plates? You're going to end up with more waste because you don't know what you're going to eat yet!" Roslyn yelled throwing a plastic plate at Kian and Kevin. "And are you two fucking idiots? We're serving the food! This isn't a fucking buffet!"
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Broken
WerewolfAthena Andrews goes from the big city of New York to rural small town Georgia after the death of her serious boyfriend Xavier. With bruises from the past, she bumps into a new group of friends who bring adventure, drama, war, laughter, violence, sad...