The Journey To Become The Perfect Werewolf

by Olive P. Farley

  “Like what you see?” He asked, winking at me. I giggled and turned away, too embarrassed to answer the question. Gabriel quickly towel dried his body and then made his way over to me. He pulled me close and kissed me lightly on the lips.

  “Did you like the bath?” He asked mischievously. I blushed and nodded and he kissed me again. “I liked it too.” He said in a husky voice. He started to slowly kiss my neck and his hand moved around my waist. I sighed as he kissed and suckled my neck, gasping as he reached the spot where he said we would mark each other. It seemed especially sensitive there and my wolf was going wild feeling him so close. Gabriel's hand moved lower and lower and he cupped my buttocks giving it a light squeeze. Next thing I knew, my towel fell to the floor and Gabriel's kisses moved lower. I put my hands on Gabriel's chest.

  “Gabriel,” I started. “You promised.”

  “And I intend to keep that promise.” He said solemnly. “But please just let me love you a little.” He pleaded. “I just want to please you.” He purred, kissing my neck again. I couldn't help but think of the bath we just shared and the pleasure Gabriel had already given me. He had promised no sex and said he would keep that promise. It trusted him to keep his promise but I would be lying if I said I wasn't curious as to what he was offering now.

  I looked at him and made eye contact. His beautiful eyes were pleading and I nodded, giving him permission to proceed. He picked me up and set me down on the bed. He gave me a passionate kiss, his tongue finding mine and toying with it. I kissed him back and found myself feeling more and more comfortable with his efforts. I wanted more. His lips moved down and started to trail down my neck and chest until he reached my breasts and took my nipple into his mouth, gently sucking on it. I gasped and then moaned as my body grew hot and I felt my center start to throb. He moved to my other nipple and took it into his mouth as his fingers played with the one his mouth had just abandoned. Then his kisses started to move downward and I gasped as I realized what he intended to do. I was throbbing with need but scared as well. No one had ever seen me like this, let alone touched me in such close proximity. I stiffened and Gabriel stopped briefly and looked at me.

  “Are you ok?” He asked, concerned.

  “Yes.” I said breathlessly.

  “Do you want me to stop?” He asked. I shook my head. He smiled and gave me another quick kiss on the lips and moved down setting his upper body between my legs. I gasped at how close he was to my sex. I was still throbbing and could feel myself growing wet. Then he kissed me directly on my throbbing core and I gasped. I felt his hands move up and touch me and I felt like I was burning with desire, every touch fanning the flames. Then I felt his fingers spread me apart and I knew I must be turning beet red.

  “You are so beautiful here.” He said and then his tongue snaked out flicking at my most sensitive spot. I cried out as he started to lick up and down, up and down. His tongue was driving me wild. I was clutching the sheets and my back started to arch. I was moaning wildly as waves of pleasure washed over me. Then I felt his lips zero in and he sucked hard and I screamed in pleasure, feeling myself growing wetter. I felt his finger start to touch while his tongue continued to flick and rub my most sensitive parts. I was basically panting at this point and my legs were starting to shake. Then I felt his finger start to enter me as I briefly tensed. Gabriel's tongue picked up its rhythm and I moaned loudly. He slowly pushed his finger inside as his tongue continued it's sweet torture. Then he started to move his finger back and forth and I moaned as the new sensation started to send me over the top. My hand moved and my finger grasped his curls as I moaned as my body started to convulse and I felt myself tighten on his finger that was still inside me. Gabriel moaned and he said “Fuck, you're so tight. And you taste so fucking good.” I looked down, my eyes locking with his and his eyes were dark with lust. He kept eye contact with me as he licked me again, lapping up my juices with his tongue.

  “If I hadn't promised, I would take you right now.” He said, stopping briefly. Suddenly, all hesitation left me. My wolf was begging for more and my entire body felt as if it was throbbing and begging Gabriel to continue.

  “Don't stop Gabriel.” I said and I saw him tense.

  “I don't want to break my promise to you Carrie.” He insisted. I didn't care. I wanted him so much that all my reservations had vanished.

  “Gabriel, please. I want you. Please make love to me.” I pleaded. He let out a low growl as his lips came crashing down on mine.

  Chapter 20

  Gabriel kissed me deeply while his hands started touching me again. I moaned, disconnecting our kiss and started to kiss his neck. Feeling bold, I reached down and touched him. I gasped as my hand closed around his hardness. Gabriel inhaled sharply, surprised by my action.

  I ran my hand up and down his length and he growled low, enjoying my attentions. I gasped as his finger entered me again. We touched each other for a few moments, my need for Gabriel growing with each second. He kissed me again and I almost protested as I felt him withdraw his finger. He then positioned himself between my legs and I felt his hard length start to press against me. I stiffened a little. I was so hot for Gabriel and I wanted this. Wanted it so much it was shocking. But I was still nervous.

  I gasped as he slowly entered me, stretching me to the limit. He was being gentle and was softly thrusting in and out, penetrating me deeper and deeper each time.

  “Damn, Carrie. You're so tight” he groaned. I started to moan as he continued his sweet assault when he suddenly hit a barrier. He kissed me hard as he thrust forward swiftly, breaking through the barrier and ending my virginity. I cried out in pain. I had known it would hurt but it still took me by surprise. Gabriel kissed me again and then showered my neck with kisses as he began to thrust harder and faster. I moaned as he filled me with his full length time and time again and the tension started to build. Gabriel lifted one of my legs, placing it on his shoulder allowing him to go even deeper. I cried out as he hit a spot I didn't even know existed. His pace quickened and I started to moan and scream as my climax approached which only seemed to encourage him more. He started to thrust harder and harder, no longer trying to be gentle. I cried out as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me and my eyes nearly rolled back into my head. Gabriel cried out too and I felt him fill me with his boiling tribute as we climaxed together. He laid on my chest for a moment and we both panted trying to catch our breath.

  Gabriel was the first to stir. He propped himself up on his arms and looked down at me.

  “You are the most amazing woman I have ever met.” I smiled at him and he kissed me before hopping off the bed. He got up and walked into the bathroom. I laid there alone for a moment absorbing what had just happened. I had slept with Gabriel and it had been amazing. I had always wondered what all the fuss about sex was about. The few girls I knew in high school who had had sex definitely had not mentioned this kind of pleasure. Maybe the high school boys just weren't as talented as Gabriel. I had truly been ignorant that sex could be so pleasurable though. Of course I had understood the anatomy of it all but no one had ever really told me anything beyond that. My experiences had been limiting as well. I had never done anything beyond making out before Gabriel. He was my first for a lot of things and the thought made me giddy. My first love.

  Wait. Love? Did I really just think that? I thought, shocked by my own thoughts. But as Gabriel walked back into the room, I realized I was indeed falling for him. I was falling hard.

  “Your turn to get cleaned up.” Gabriel said. I blushed realizing I was quite a mess. I hadn't even brushed my hair after bathing and of course there was the evidence of our love making as well. I got up and scurried to the bathroom. I found a washcloth and ran it under hot water and started to clean myself up. I was shocked to see there was blood smeared on my thighs. I didn't know I would bleed. Eww. I cleaned myself up and brushed my hair and walked out. Gabriel was taking the sheets off and I blushed when I saw there was blood on them as well.

/>   “Can I help you?” I asked.

  “That's ok. I got it. I'll throw these in the wash. You can help me put on new ones though.” He offered.

  “Deal.” I agreed. When he left the room I walked over to his set of drawers and looked until I found some T-shirts. I found a soft one and slipped it on. Gabriel returned with clean sheets and we made the bed. At this point a wave of sleepiness washed over me. It was very late. It had been quite an eventful day. I met Gabriel's parents, learned how to shift, and let Gabriel make love to me. Might have actually been the best day I had ever had. We finished making the bed and Gabriel came around to the side I was on and kissed me.

  “Please sleep with me?” He asked.

  “Pretty sure I just did.” I joked and he laughed.

  “I mean, literally sleep with me. Though if you want to go again, I'm up for that too.” He said mischievously. I giggled.

  “As nice as that sounds, sleeping sounds pretty wonderful right now.” Gabriel kissed me again and we climbed into his bed. Gabriel pulled me close and I laid my head on his chest, enjoying the sparks and the sound of his heart beat. And just like that, my time in the pink room was done. This is where I belonged now, close to Gabriel.

  Chapter 21

  I woke up early the next morning. Gabriel was still sleeping and I got up, careful not to wake him. As I scooted away from him, he moaned in protest but didn't wake. I tiptoed out of the room. I got out to the hall and decided to make some coffee. I made my way to the kitchen and found the coffee and got a pot started. I thought it would be nice to sit outside in the backyard while I had a cup so I made my way back to the pink room to grab a pair of pants.

  After getting dressed and grabbing a cup of coffee I went outside and sat down. I loved it out here. I loved it here. The scenery was so perfect here. So peaceful. I adored this little cottage. I started to think of the events of the day before. Gabriel and I had made love. My first time. I always thought I would be transformed somehow after my first time. Maybe I built it up too much in my mind. More or less, I felt the same. What had changed was my relationship with Gabriel. I felt so much closer to him now. Not just because of the sex. That was part of it. I had never given myself to anyone before. It meant a lot that I had given myself to Gabriel. But the entire day had brought us closer. Meeting his parents. Him helping me learn to shift. Him promising to take things slow and me making that promise irrelevant. I smiled at the thought.

  I was so lost in thought I didn't hear Gabriel come outside. “Thinking about me?” He asked playfully.

  “Yes, actually.” I replied. He smiled and gave me a quick kiss.

  “Thanks for making coffee.” He said as he sat down across from me taking a sip.

  “No problem.” I replied.

  “How do you take your coffee?” He asked. I looked at him confused.

  “I already have a cup.” I said.

  “I know. I just want to know how you take it.” He said.

  “Why?” I asked. It's not that I minded telling him but it was such a strange request.

  “Because I am trying to get to know you. I figure I should know how you like your coffee so I can get you a cup, or order you a coffee ,or whatever. Don't couples usually know that kind of stuff?” He asked.

  “You would know better than me. I haven't had many relationships.” I replied.

  “Are you intentionally not answering my question?” He asked. I smiled.

  “Maybe.” I responded, deciding to mess with him.

  “I'll tell you how I like mine if you tell me how you like yours.” He teased. I pretended to consider the exchange.

  “Nah. Make your own coffee.” I joked. He stood up, acting like he was offended.

  “Is that any way to treat your mate!?” He pressed. I laughed as he advanced on me, still acting offended.

  “Don't go getting your panties in a twist.” I continued, trying not to laugh. “I'm not telling you how I like my tea either.” I laughed as he lunged at me. I squealed as I jumped out of my chair and took off but Gabriel caught me quickly and started to tickle me. I giggled uncontrollably.

  “Mercy! Mercy!” I begged.

  “Are you ready to talk?” He asked.

  “Cream and two sugars.” I surrendered.

  “I like mine black.” He responded, helping me up.

  “You're still making it yourself.” I spit out as I took off again. He laughed as he chased me around the yard. When he caught me again, the mood quickly changed as he gave me a sweet kiss. The kiss started to deepen and I marveled at how wonderful it felt to kiss Gabriel. But before the kiss could escalate, we heard someone clear their throat.

  Gabriel's head whipped around at the sound.

  “Sorry to interrupt.” Jon said. I immediately felt uncomfortable remembering Jon's dislike of me. “I have pack business to talk to you about Gabriel.” He stated.

  “Sure. What's going on?” Gabriel asked.

  “Alone.” Jon clarified.

  “I trust Carrie, Jon.” Gabriel defended me.

  “Well, I don't and I'm the alpha.” Jon said, giving me a disapproving look. He turned around and walked inside, clearly expecting Gabriel to follow. Gabriel cursed under his breath and looked to me.

  “I'm sorry. He will come around.” He said in an attempt to comfort me.

  “It's ok.” I said. I already knew Jon didn't like me. This just confirmed it again. “Go ahead, I will wait out here.” Gabriel looked relieved I wasn't offended and gave me a quick kiss before going inside.

  Gabriel's POV

  I followed Jon inside. I was pissed at how he was treating Carrie. She didn't deserve it. She was finally mine and I'd be damned if I was going to let Jon chase her off, alpha or not.

  “What the hell is your problem, Jon?” I said angrily. Jon looked at me, raising his eyebrow in response.

  “Excuse me?” He said, getting angry at my disrespect.

  “Why are you being shitty with Carrie? She's my mate!” I really didn't like this. Jon wasn't just the alpha. He was my friend too. He needed to knock this off.

  “She's not suitable to be the beta female of this pack. You know it. It's my job to protect this pack. It's your job to protect this pack as well. If she joins this pack, it will be her job too and that's a problem. I don't like her and I don't trust her.” He stated. Now I was really pissed. My hands were shaking. If Jon had been anyone else, I would have attacked him for talking this way about Carrie. The only thing stopping me was his status as alpha.

  “Tell me what you need to and then get the hell out of my house.” I said through gritted teeth.

  “Fine. It's your night to patrol. There have been reports of rogues in the area though we don't know why.” He stated.

  “Got it. Get out.” I said. Jon stood there, unmoved, he was annoyed by my attitude but I couldn't care less. I needed him out before I lost control.

  At that moment I heard the back door open and Carrie walked in. I cursed under my breath knowing Jon wouldn't hold his tongue.

  “Sorry to interrupt. I just needed to use the bathroom.” She said softly. Jon looked at her with contempt and I could see her grow uncomfortable at his gaze which only pissed me off more. Carrie tried to quickly leave the room but before she made it out, Jon looked at me and spoke.

  “Try not to adopt anymore strays tonight, Gabe. I don't even see how this one is ever going to be accepted by our pack. Would have been better if she had been put down, as she should have been.” Jon said scathingly. He was intentionally hurting Carrie. My eyes grew dark with anger. I looked to her and saw that Jon's comment had hurt her. She looked at me and it seemed as if she was about to cry. My heart ached just looking at her. Then she rushed out of the room. I looked at Jon and was enraged.

  “ GET THE fuck OUT, NOW” I roared. I wanted to kill him in that moment. Why was he being such an ass about this? Jon looked at me smugly.

  “Remember your place in this pack, Gabe. Like it or not, I'm the alpha. She won't be accepted
. She's too weak.” I was pissed beyond all belief. It took every ounce of self control not to shift right there and go after Jon. But he was the alpha for a reason. I couldn't challenge him.

  “You may be the alpha, but that doesn't make you right. She's stronger than you know.” I defended Carrie. “Alpha or not though, this is MY house, so kindly get the fuck out.” I spat at him. Jon left without another word and I slammed the door behind him. I stood there for a few minutes trying to calm down. I couldn't remember ever being so mad. Jon had been like a brother to me but all I wanted to do was rip his fucking head off. I tried to shake off my anger remembering that I needed to check on Carrie.

  I walked down the hall, following her intoxicating scent. She had gone into her room. I knocked and she didn't answer so I knocked again. When she still didn't answer I tried the door. It wasn't locked so I walked right in. Carrie was sitting on the edge of the bed with her knees pulled close to her chest. I could see her shoulders shaking and I knew she was crying. My chest hurt knowing my mate was in pain and again I was filled with anger. I wasn't sure what to say. All I wanted was to comfort her. I walked around to stand in front of her and kneeled down. She looked at me and her tear streaked face nearly broke me.

  “I'm sorry Gabriel.” She cried. “ I'm already causing problems for you. You don't deserve a mate like me.” She barely got the words out through her sobs. “Maybe I should just leave.” She said then she started to cry harder and I gathered her in my arms.

  “You're not leaving me.” I said furiously. “Jon's an asshole and I will deal with him. But you, you're mine. I'm never letting you go.” I promised. She looked up to me with her sad eyes. “I love you Carrie.” She looked at me as if searching my eyes to see if I meant my words. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck. I buried my head in her neck and inhaled her scent. I wanted so badly to mark her in that moment but this wasn't the right time. Soon I would make her mine in every way but first I had to deal with Jon. If he continued with his treatment of my mate, the pack would indeed reject her. But the problem wasn't Carrie. The problem was Jon. If he couldn't accept her, the pack would follow his lead and I would not let that happen. I was determined. I would make Jon accept her, one way or the other.