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“The people, the war, the future… it’s all interwoven. Us, your mom, your dad… we can’t run away from any of this. Even if we wanted to. We’re part of it, even in our mistakes, even in our heartbreak. The fates, they know what they’re doing and for whatever reason they did this to us, it’ll make sense in time.” I run my fingers through his thick short hair, stroking it back and lulling him against me. Caring for him, giving him what I can as it starts to stir up all kinds of longings, and warm sensations in the pit of my stomach being this connected to him.
“I denied the fates, Lorey. Maybe I was meant to find her with you, by your side. Maybe I screwed everything up by rejecting you.” He squeezes me harder, pulling me closer so I end up almost entangled in his body fully, and it starts to feel inappropriate and way too intimate as I naturally fit up against him in the hollow of his lap. Especially with my ass nestling in his groin, and I’m fully aware he’s carrying a pretty healthy package, because it’s now worked somehow into a position where it’s wedged in between my ass cheeks and distracts from the heavy feelings of this scenario. Distraction at its finest, a pretty sizeable one at that, and I try and focus back on what I’m meant to, but it’s not an easy task.
My eyes scan the room for signs of Carmen crashing in here, because of my own guilty libido as my nether regions tingle. I’m heating up with being this close, skin starting to sizzle, and stomach flipping over at something so nothing and stupid. I don’t seem to have much control over it now, when all I can focus on is the fact, I can feel it through his pants, and mine, and it’s impressive. It being… you know…. his ummm.
It’s not like I haven’t seen it, when he’s turned from wolf to human again, just somehow when he’s standing up and there’s a lot of abs, pecks and muscles all levelling out the eye candy, you don’t really size up what you don’t want to get caught looking at. I looked that one time, accidently, and it was memorable.
I wriggle in a bid to get his ‘situation’ from under me, not that it’s reacting much, it’s that I’m painfully aware of it through thin sweats, and once your head goes somewhere like that, it’s hard to get it back out of the gutter. I’ve been having lucid pornographic dreams about him these past weeks while out there alone, but the reality feels a lot more…. Substantial and within grasp. Swallowing hard, trying to rake my mind, and hearing back to him and failing badly.
I start blushing crazily, aware I’m being a freak. Heat spreading up from my boobs, neck, and cheeks, that makes me sweat instantly, and overheat, so that I must be turning rosy visibly. Becoming that awkward, sex starved, teen virgin, you read about in young adult romance books. Scared to now put my hand anywhere, and flinch anytime I feel an ounce of movement under me, while trying to avoid looking down, or directly at him, and subtly attempting an escape from impalement without drawing attention to it.
“I don’t think they ever intended you to be with me. This is where you’re needed. They wouldn’t give you a role if they didn’t think you could do it.” My words are rushed, babbling mainly, cheeks flushing, a little breathless. Focusing on sliding sideways like some sad little untouched having a freak out, because he has a penis, and it’s like I just realized, because I’m sitting on it. Distracted from the levity of what we’re talking about because Colton is making me …. hot. That’s the word! Really, really hot. Squirmy. My whole body pulsating with need now that it’s caught on to what’s happening. I think I’m experiencing my first full on hormonal breakdown, full haze mode initiated, and craving things I shouldn’t.
My wiggling does seem to change the atmosphere a little, and the way he frowns at me as he sits up and glances down at my weird moving in his lap, says it all. I react by looking much like a rabbit caught in the headlights, widening my eyes in embarrassment, and try to smile, albeit weirdly at him, to distract him from the fact I’m trying to dislodge my butt from his manhood. I feel like an idiot and slide straight back into his groin with a minor bump that does extract a twinge of movement that makes me gasp lightly. I ignite a semi now he’s aware of where my thoughts are and my grinding on it unintentionally.
Oh my god. I didn’t mean to and now, it’s like that elephant in the room… literally, and I spazz out mentally. Freak out in full. Completely flustered, face so flushed I know I’m probably crimson from chin to roots and my movements are clumsy. It feels bigger like this and it intimidates me more than a lot, now I can feel it half hard, and probing my ass way more.
I get a hint of dimple as a slight knowing smile moves in, a raised brow, and his whole aura changes from down and depressed to ‘well, hello, are you doing what I think you’re doing?’. That cheeky twinkle in his eye and it’s obvious my hormones are giving his hormones the come on. I literally see the slide of Latino Lothario as Colton’s whole aura changes to wolf mode, and his eyes begin to glow. His prey caught in his sights and I become hyper aware that every cell of my body heightens to crazy levels. His wolf rattles mine, and I can’t stop the way she piques; knowing my eyes start to glow in response to his primal signals as she uncurls deliciously. I’m suddenly super aware of every part of his anatomy, and tingling with apprehension, as our bodies start to tune in on one another in the first stages of going into heat. This is new for me and the timing couldn’t be any worse.
He slides his hand under my hair to catch me in his hold, locking his eyes on mine as his pupils dilate, and things get real heavy real fast, so that my lungs literally stop functioning. He lifts my chin and brings his face to mine so our noses graze, the contact ignites a fire inside of me, and I groan softly, so quiet no one in the room hears it but him and I forget that there’s other people here. Colton is all in horn mode, his erection growing under me, only making this worse, and I think he even forgets we’re sat beside his mom. I almost self-combust as though he zaps me with a taser when he grips me a little harder and move sin with intention.
“I don’t believe never was in the plan. You’re here now. They brought you back to me.” It’s so soft it’s barely audible, his voice tickles my mouth as he runs the tip of his tongue across his bottom lip and sucks it in, sexy as hell. I pant in response as one of his hands slides under my ass and cups a cheek with a small squeeze. My underwear gets clammy, my heart rate almost explodes, and I press my thighs together to combat the aching sensations down there while I bite on my own lip, such is the desire to do that to him. My head gets insanely foggy, and all I can do is lean in, crave with a hunger like I ‘m starving to have that tongue in my mouth. The memory of his kiss fueling me on with abandon. My nails rake across his chest as I begin to slide my hands up in readiness to curl around his neck. Instincts taking over as my wolf dominates with her unyielding need.
He tilts down softly, and I know what’s coming, the slow move in, the way he lifts me to him by the ass as he grazes his nose against mine, and as much as I start to get drawn in, aching for him to do it, something tugs me mentally, clawing slowly at the back of my mind. I’m almost drooling as I relent and start to close my eyes, my heart pounding through my chest, and I want those hands of his to slide up my shirt and feel me out. Yet, I can’t.
Sense claws at me as he gets so insanely close his lip softly slides against mine, igniting a desire and passion unmatched, and it takes every ounce of will power and strength in me to close my mouth, breathing so heavily I might pass out, and inhale like I need oxygen badly, through my nose. It’s incredibly painful and takes everything I have in me to lean back and break the headiness of being caught up in his scent, his touch, his power over me, which inevitably leads to more. Our mixed emotions of strong desire and need for sex is pulsating between us, and I honestly don’t know where I find the strength to break it.
