Chapter 14

Clay’s P.O.V

Delicate. That was the only word that I could conjure up as I looked down at Flora on my bed. Her long red hair was sprawled across the cream white sheets like ripples of liquid silk. Her skin looked pale in the moonlight, but as I traced my fingers up her sides, I was struck anew with just how soft her skin was. Had I ever touched a skin quite as soft, as delicate as hers? I couldn’t remember and I realized with a start that I didn’t want to. The moonlight streamed in through the open windows and touched her skin, making it glow. It was like even the moon was her lover tonight.

I wanted to laugh at myself. Since when had I been a poet? Never. And yet, as I continued to take my fill of Flora, continued to touch, to taste her delicate skin, I found out that I didn’t mind a little touch of poetry in my life.

I traced my lips down the slender column of her neck, taking in the earthiness of her scent. If she was wearing any perfume, I couldn’t tell, but I loved the scent of her. Sweet and earthy; it was all Flora and I could very much get addicted to it…to her. I kissed my way down her collarbone to the valley between her breasts. She shivered under my touch, her breath uneven. If I strained my ear, I could hear the rapid thud of her heart; feel the nervous pulse jump at her neck. But it was no different for me either. My heart was a racing tattoo against my ribs; I was so afraid of messing this up.

My hands found hers on top of her head and I entwined our fingers together. She was small, her fist almost engulfed by my larger ones, it made me want to keep her safe, protected. I flicked out my tongue and gave a long, slow lick of the pulse jumping in her neck and had the pleasure of watching her struggle to gain control. Her breathing came in pants and her back had arched off the bed. Her nails dug into the back of my hands from where our hands were joined.

I had decided that I would take things slow with Flora. Never would I rush her into anything, especially a coupling. The desire that lived inside me, the raw need that I had under iron control; it was something she wasn't ready for yet. But touching her like this, petting her, holding her close...it smoothed some of the edges inside me; made my need more bearable, even though the wolf wanted to come to the surface, take control not just over me but of her body.

I was surprised at this raw passion; scared of the intensity of emotions that I felt towards Flora. Wondered too, if she felt the same about me. I had never felt like this with anyone and I was sure that I never would...and I hoped and prayed to the Goddess that I wouldn’t have to. Flora had to be my mate. Or else why would I feel this empty without her? Why was touching her, kissing her, becoming my new addiction?

“Clay!” Her voice was a ragged whisper, but there was no mistaking the sweet scent of arousal in the air. She was ready for me, but I wasn’t done savouring her yet. I wanted to taste every inch, feel every nook and curve…own any imperfections. And in return, I wanted to give her all of myself.

Lowering myself, I hooked my fingers on the sides of her panties and pulled them down her leg, exposing her to my eyes. Throwing the tiny piece of clothing over the side of the bed, I placed my hands on her thighs and looked up into her eyes. Flora was clutching the headboard with both her hands, her body slick with perspiration and her eyes wolf gold as she nodded her consent. I parted her legs then and brought my finger close to the pink folds of her womanhood.

“Clay!” A scream tore through her lips as her back arched. I knew she was ready for me. Hell, I was sure my cock was about to snap in half from wanting her so desperately. But I wanted a taste of her. I wanted her scent all over me.

Bending my head to her most vulnerable spot, I parted her folds and flicked out my tongue to taste heaven.

“Clay! I want you inside me! NOW!”

It was a hoarse demand and I was more than happy to comply.

I got off the bed and pulled off my clothes at lightning fast speed before joining Flora back on the bed. “Ready?” I asked her as I positioned myself at her entrance.

I smiled at her enthusiastic nod and pushed in just a little, to get her adjusted to my size. A groan left my lips as my cock was squeezed like a glove as I entered her inch by slow inch. Once I was inside, I gave her a few more seconds to adjust, but when she bucked her hips the slightest, I knew she wanted me to move.

I tried my best to stay in control, to keep my movements slow and measured, because this was our first time, but with her inner muscles spamming around me and desire flowing through my veins like electricity, it was difficult to hold on to my sanity.

I hadn’t known I was clenching my teeth until my jaws began to hurt. I was pushed up on my elbows on either side of her head when I felt the warmth of her palms on my cheeks. Opening my eyes, I looked down at her golden orbs rimmed with icy blue. The beauty of them had me entranced.

“It’s okay,” she spoke in a hoarse whisper, her voice drunk on pleasure. “You can let go. I can take it.”

I knew she was a wolf, more than capable of handing my desire, but what I felt for her was nothing tame. But when she urged me to increase pace once again, I caved in.

Straightening up so that my palms were now braced on either side of her head, I pulled my cock out of her almost completely…before slamming back in.

Flora’s eyes rolled back as her back arched off the bed. Her muscles spasmed, her core quivered all around me, almost bringing me to my orgasm. But I wasn’t done. I’d waited far too long for this to end so fast.

And that was when I really began to move, thrusting in and out of her womanhood, but careful not to hurt her. My wolf was riding my mind as I rode on top of Flora, claiming her, marking her as mine. I knew I’d never be able to look at another woman after Flora, even if that woman is my mate.

For me, Flora was mine. And no mating bond could ever take the place of what I felt for her.

Groaning out her name, I fell on top of her as an orgasm rocked through me like an earthquake. Stars danced in my vision and my mind went completely blank as Flora engulfed me in her loving arms, claiming my heart forever.