by A. J. Downey
“Want to talk about it?” he asked and I shook my head. No, I didn’t. I wanted to sleep.
“Okay, I’m gonna grab a shower. Try and get some rest.”
I nodded and gathered what I’d need to change my Band-Aids while William disappeared into the bathroom. By the time the door opened again, steam gently billowing out, I was tucked in to one side of the too soft, queen sized bed, trying to sleep. It wasn’t really working out for me though.
I opened my eyes and watched William trim his goatee and shave the scraggly beard into something neater and more presentable, just generally taking care with his appearance, one of the white hotel towels wrapped around his waist, sitting low on his hips. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t admire the view. He had a gorgeous body. Fit and rippling in all the right places. While I understood the functionality of the loose or baggy clothing, I had to admit it was a damned shame. The man would look good in stuff that fit.
I closed my eyes and sighed out, and heard William still for a moment, before the small sounds one made while doing whatever it was he was doing, resumed. I sighed again, and tried valiantly to just go to sleep.
Chapter 9
William
I was stalling.
Damn it. I was fucking stalling!
There is a beautiful, strong willed, woman lying in a bed ten feet away from me and I’m dicking around with my fucking goatee! What the hell is wrong with me? I thought angrily with myself. I haven’t felt this nervous since Dad told me I was going to start training with the damn twins!
There’s only so much one can do when your facial hair is as short as mine is though. I shaved my cheeks, jaw, and neck and I ran out of excuses to waste time rather quickly after that. Finally, I ducked around the corner, snatching up a pair of loose basketball shorts, before going back into the small bathroom to shed my towel and pull them on. I might like my jeans oversized and loose but they weren’t comfortable to sleep in.
Climbing onto my side of the bed, I sank low into the mattress, creating a depression that Chloe naturally began to slide toward. Damned cheap hotel mattress. I griped silently.
“What the hell?” she cried. “How much do you weigh man? Jeez.” She struggled to stay toward her side of the bed but no matter what she did, I could tell she wasn’t entirely comfortable.
“I’m not exactly light,” I muttered, somewhat embarrassed. After a few more minutes of watching her struggle with finding purchase on the shitty sloped mattress, I sighed and slid over until I was in the middle.
“Come here,” I said and pulled her toward me. She let out a surprised squawk which caused me to grin and within moments we were finally situated. I lay on my back with her pressed tightly against my side, half sprawled across my chest.
“Are you comfortable?” I asked after a moment and she sighed again, sinking further against me as her muscles relaxed. It was as if her body were molding itself against mine, every inch of her pressed against me and I closed my eyes.
“You really are hot,” she murmured quietly and I snorted a laugh, a smirk twitching my lips. “I mean temperature wise,” she added quickly. “I mean you’re hot but… I… you’re very warm,” she muttered the last quietly, almost miserably and I could feel the heat of her blush coloring her cheeks where her face was pressed against my chest.
“I got it,” I chuckled. My right arm was wrapped around her, fingers trailing lightly up and down her back through the satiny material of her nightgown. I was beginning to regret letting her keep that damned thing.
“What are we going to do?” she whispered after another minute. She turned her head, placing her chin on my chest to look up at me. In the dim light her blue eyes shone, wet with unshed tears. Her cheeks still flushed a delicate pink. She was achingly beautiful…
“We’ll figure it out as we go,” I said. “I’ll do everything I can to protect you, Chloe. You understand that, right?”
She was quiet for a moment before she nodded, “I do.”
“You don’t still hate me, do you?”
She got a coy look on her face at that, “I don’t know,” she said with a toss of her bright red hair. “You did kidnap me, and you did make all kinds of threats.” The playful tone in her voice died fairly quickly as she spoke her next, and I felt a stabbing sensation in my gut. “And you did kind of turn my world upside down,” her voice was soft with hurt and I twisted on the bed, grasping her carefully by the arms. I pulled her up until she was straddling me, her nose inches from mine.
“I can’t apologize enough for what I’ve done to you, or your life. For altering your understanding of the world you live in so drastically, but it was always there. The world was always like this, you just didn’t know it.
“Your life up until now has been filled with lies. Now it’s all out in the open and that might not be considerably better, but at least it’s the truth. At least it’s real. Understand where I’m coming from?” I didn’t mean to be so intense. I could see a bit of fear in her eyes and I carefully kept my grip on her arms as light as I possibly could, mostly because I was afraid of causing anymore bruises on her fair skin.
“I get it, William, really I do… It’s just…” she scoffed, “I can’t get my mind off it. My dad lied to me. He’s been lying to me my entire life. He’s murdered someone, killed them! After mom and…”
She turned her head to the side, away from me and closed her eyes, forcing back her tears. What she said got to me. She called her father, a man she had known and loved her entire life, a murderer. And she couldn’t forgive that, could she? She would never forgive murder, not after what happened to her mom. And what was I? Little better. I’d killed my share of people in my time. I was an animal, wasn’t I? That’s what we did.
But her pain, her confusion, it hurt me in ways I couldn’t begin to explain and what I did next had no basis in logic. I just wanted her to forget. Even if it was just for a time. I wanted to take the pain away, even for just a little bit. I touched the side of her face lightly and she turned back to me.
One look from those true blue eyes of hers and I leaned up without thinking, my body moving before I realized what was happening. My lips brushed against hers in a touch so feather light that I don’t even think she was aware that it’d happened at first.
Her eyes widened, tongue darting out to wet her lips. She stared at me, for just a moment, eyes so beautiful, so wide, before she leaned down, just as I had leaned up. Our lips met, and I kept going, kept sitting up until I was sitting straight with Chloe straddling my legs. Her tongue darted at my lips, wet and hot and velvet soft. I pulled her tightly against me and she groaned quietly into my mouth as our tongues brushed against each other.
I always ran warm but at that moment the blood rushing through my veins felt like fire. My body burned and the only thing that occupied my thoughts, my senses, was the woman I held in my arms.
Her fingers trailed across my back, every touch searing my skin with a line of pleasant heat. I couldn’t hold back a groan as she shifted her weight and, I think, quite deliberately, she ground herself against me. I could still smell the peach body wash she enjoyed, but beneath that the heavier scent of her arousal, her desire. Her nipples stood out sharply through the thin material of her nightgown and I licked my lips, wanting nothing more than to ravish her breasts with my hands and mouth.
I was once again fully erect and straining at my clothes, the only barrier between me and her and it was maddening this time, like it had never been before. Still…
“Wait, wait, wait,” I hissed and put my hands on her hips, holding her still. She pulled back, a questioning look in her eyes and stared at me as if I had suddenly begun speaking in tongues.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“What?” she blurted, almost incredulously.
“Are you sure? I mean, you’re right, I did kidnap you, I did threaten you, and I have destroyed your entire view of the world…”
Her expression gentled, “And through all of that yo
u’ve been the only one to tell me the truth. To protect me, without lying to me.” She smiled and bit her lower lip coyly before she ground herself against me again. I could feel the dampness between her legs begin to seep through my shorts and oh God, just when I thought I couldn’t get any harder.
Her voice, when it came was low and husky with seduction, “Unless you want to ruin this, I suggest you shut up and fuck me already.”
I smiled, that was all I’d needed to hear. A second later, the room was filled with a sharp tearing sound as I seized the neck of her nightgown in both hands and ripped it clean in half, letting the remnants flutter useless to the bed, leaving her naked and completely exposed on top of me. That first real view of her will forever be burned into my memory. The warm flush in her cheeks ran down her neck and across the tops of her breasts, her fair skin giving away what her words couldn’t.
From her hips, I slid my hands up her sides, taking my time to enjoy the feel of her smooth skin under my fingers, noting every fine tremble that ran through her body until my hands reached her breasts. I moved past them, cupping her face with both of my hands, before drawing her to me, into another burning kiss. Our breath came fast, mingling together as her lips fought with mine for dominance. I held her tight, kissing my way down her neck, her breasts crushed against my chest as she dug her nails into my shoulders.
When I finally kissed my way to her breasts I made sure to stay away from the stiff peaks of her nipples. I pressed my mouth to her silken flesh, gently cupping her breasts, kissing around the darker color of her nipples until tiny mewling sounds escaped her. Her head was thrown back, eyes closed as she held onto me like a woman clinging to the rocks, lost in a storm swept sea.
When I finally closed my lips around her right nipple and sucked gently at it, she let out a long moan, bordering on a groan, her body shook violently against mine to the degree it almost pulled her breast from my mouth.
“Oh my God,” she whimpered, “William that feels incredible.”
It’s very difficult to smile with your mouth filled with breast, but I managed it and nipped gently at her skin with my teeth, causing her to jump slightly.
“That is the general idea, Sugar,” I reminded her and she slapped my shoulder at my smart-assery. A moment later she leaned back and pushed at my chest. There was no way she could make me lay down if I didn’t want her to, but I went with it and settled back on the mattress as she leaned over me, her breasts hanging down so the tips of her nipples just brushed against my skin… I’d always been a breast man and goddamn that was hot.
She kissed me again, and this time? I let her lead. My hands roamed across her warm skin. Across her back, trailing the length of her thighs and back up to squeeze her ass. My erection was getting painful inside my shorts as the light feel of her nipples continually brushing across my chest, teased me to a fever pitch. Just as I was about to yank the damned things off myself, she threw her leg over me so she was kneeling beside me. She grabbed the waist band of the shorts and I lifted my hips, helping her, as she pulled them down and off my legs. She tossed them to the floor and I suddenly lost all ability to focus on anything other than her hands, on what she was doing to me, as she boldly reached down and grabbed my cock firmly but gently.
The shock that ran through my body was so intense that I simply can’t describe it. My hips bucked instinctively, thrusting into her closed fist. The feeling of her fingers wrapped around me, sliding slowly up and down my length from root to tip where she rubbed her thumb gently across my head on each upward stroke… God, it was my turn to release a lust-filled groan that I couldn’t have suppressed even if I’d wanted to.
Chloe leaned down and kissed me, swallowing each soft moan, with every stroke of her hand as it passed between my lips, until I felt as if my body were going to explode. Something I definitely did not want, not yet. I growled low in my throat, almost the same growl I use in my hybrid state, and pulled her hand carefully away from my dick.
Before she knew what was happening, I flipped her over on the bed so she was lying on her back. I landed atop her, supporting my weight on my elbows, careful not to crush her. I kissed my way down her body, slowly working my way down, kissing along the inside of her thighs as she sighed and squirmed beneath me. Finally, I placed my mouth directly over the swollen lips of her pussy, scenting her want, her desire, God she smelled like heaven.
She sighed and groaned as I ran my tongue along the length of her lips, probing gently at her opening, teasing the tiny bud of nerve endings. That had her practically shrieking with every flick of my tongue. I latched my lips around it, sucking softly at her clit and at the same time growled again. The vibrations ran from my throat through my jaw to my lips and directly into that most sensitive place. She cried out so sharply that I winced and almost went to cover my ears but her thighs clamped down tightly on my head, taking care of the problem for me. Her hips bucking against my mouth for several long moments. Well that was one way to do it.
When she finally fell limp, I sat up and clambered up the bed to lay next to her, gathering her into my arms. Every inch of her was lightly dewed with sweat, her hair tangled and matted to her damp forehead and neck from her thrashing. Her eyes were softly unfocused and she moaned quietly as she settled in against me. Small tremors, little shivers, still ran through her body periodically and I couldn’t help but smile. Admittedly I was somewhat pleased with myself. It’d been a while, but apparently I still had it.
I felt a small hand wrap around my length and my grin fell away as my mouth dropped open. “You didn’t honestly think I was going to leave you to your own devices, now did you?” she asked, a salacious little grin tugging at her lips. Damn. Apparently I didn’t have room to be as smug as I thought I did.
“I honestly wasn’t planning for this,” I admitted. “I didn’t exactly think to pack any condoms.”
“That’s alright, I’ve been on birth control shots for a while now but…” She trailed off and I frowned, finding it difficult to think with the constant stroking rhythm of her hand.
“But, what?” I asked finally, I was the one finding it difficult to focus now.
“Your, um, condition. The, uh, wolf-kind thing?”
“What about it?”
She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times, perhaps looking for a delicate way to put it before she finally sighed explosively and just blurted out, “I’m not going to become one if we have sex without a condom right? It’s not like a disease? I only ask because you told me not to bite you; that you had things in your blood I wouldn’t like to catch and I don’t exactly know how it all works. I mean we haven’t really talked about it.” She fell silent after her rush of an explanation and her face flamed, almost as brilliantly as her hair.
I blinked, surprised, and my mouth dropped open for a half second before I burst out laughing. Not my best move, I’ll admit, but I was just so surprised. When she started to pull away from me, upset by my reaction, I gathered her into my arms and pulled her close, settling her across my chest again, her knees on either side of me.
“I’m sorry, I just really wasn’t expecting that, it’s a legitimate question though. You’re right, you don’t know how these things work.” I lifted one of her breasts and nipped at her nipple with my teeth in a bid to get her to relax with me again, she held herself so stiff.
“No,” I said, running my tongue across her chest to her other breast and giving that nipple equal treatment. “You can’t become wolf-kind through sex. It’s not an STD. The only way you become a Moon Forged is by being bitten by one of my kind in their full wolf state, not even the hybrid form you saw will pass it.”
“So, we’re safe?”
I nodded, my face buried in the valley between her breasts and the tension left her body. “I only said what I did because I didn’t want you to bite me,” I told her honestly.
“Thank God,” she groaned, and with that she reached down between us, grabbed my cock with one hand and positioned it at
her entrance. A moment later she sank down my length until I was buried inside her to the hilt and every one of my senses seemed to implode, drawing her in further with the action.
I had been wrong before when I thought my body had been filled with fire, when I had thought that the touch of her fingers across my skin had seared my flesh. The wet heat at the center of her burned in ways I can’t even begin to describe. I plunged into her and my arms wrapped tightly around her as I threw my head back into the pillow beneath me, eyes sliding closed against my will.
The burning of my skin, the pounding of my blood in my veins, it just grew more intense the more she started to move. Her hips slid up, the muscles in her legs tensing beneath her skin as she slid almost off of me, only to plunge back down until our bodies met with a loud slap. Nothing more was said, we didn’t have the breath for it. The room was filled with the wet sound of my length sliding in and out of her over and over. Our moans echoing and weaving around us like a carnal symphony.
She started slowly, but quickly moved faster. I couldn’t help moving myself, my hips rising to meet her on each downward thrust, faster and faster until she suddenly stiffened above me, crying out so sweetly, every muscle in her body became granite and the muscles of her core spasmed and gripped me.
I continued to thrust up toward her as her mouth opened in a silent scream which slowly gave way to sound, a gasping moan that seemed to curl up from her toes until it poured from her throat. I sat up, plunged into her one last time and buried my face again between her breasts, kissing. Her fingers tangled themselves in my hair, holding my face against her, nearly smothering me in her soft flesh as I twitched involuntarily inside her, flooding her.
When I finally came to my senses, I turned my head, reluctantly pulling my face from the soft valley or her breasts and drew back so I could look into her eyes. The both of us were breathless, and panted nearly in unison. I pulled at her to bring her closer, not even realizing my hands had been tightly gripping the cheeks of her ass, possibly enough to bruise, holding our bodies tightly together as if never wanting for us to separate.