Chapter 24 - Erin

I know earlier, when we were going to bed, I said I’d be okay with just cuddling and that I could accept just being in Hale’s arms. I would never push Hale into doing something he’s not comfortable with. And him getting his wolf back shouldn’t change that, but I don’t know if I can do that. I mean, I will. I will if he’s not ready.

Something has changed, not just about him but me, since I touched him after he got Jason back. That spark triggered something in me, like a release of hormones that had me feeling like some horny teenager. But this is better than when I was just a horny teenager. For once, I know what I’m doing and like. For another, Hale is more mature and better looking than those boys from my youth.

I was feeling bold. It’s the only excuse I have for what I said. I should be blushing that I just suggested Hale undress me. I worried I might have gone too far but saw the silver ring on his iris and how his eyes darkened. There was little question about what Jason wanted. He was unequivocal outside. But the way Hale looks at me tells me it’s not just Jason who wants this.

Before it could get awkward, Hale made the first move, pulling me closer for a toe-curling kiss. Whoa, it’s good I’m already sitting because I think my knees would have buckled. Who knew a kiss could be that good? His kisses kept getting better. This one was more aggressive… possessive as he growled into my mouth as the kiss deepened.

I moaned as his hands caressed my body, navigating their way to the belt of my robe. I was more than eager to move my arms and help shrug my robe off. Those sparks from his touch as his hands trailed down my arms to remove the robe, making me putty in his hands.

I shivered with delight as his hands went under my cami, pushing the light fabric higher until we had to pull back from the kiss as he pulled it over my head. I flushed at suddenly being half naked in his lap, his hungry eyes looking at my tits. Like most of me, my tits are not and have not been small in many years.

“Perfect…” Hale growled as he swirled his tongue around a pebbled nipple. I moaned, arching into his touch as Hale’s hands started caressing and teasing my breasts.

“Oh fuck…Hale..” I moaned as he scraped his teeth over the nipple. His other hand continued its torment of my other breast as he took his sweet time tormenting me with his mouth.

His other hand trailed down to my waist, gripping the waistband of my shorts. Mentally I was preparing to have to move off his lap and probably be super clumsy about it to get my shorts off. It seems he had other plans.

I gasped, and not because he switched breasts. He ripped my shorts off! Let me repeat that because, wow, it needs to be repeated. Hale RIPPED my shorts off! Now that was impressive and so damn HOT! I have never had a man tear my clothes off. I wouldn’t have been impressed if this was one of my older, more worn pajama shorts. But these were new, so to tear them like that took effort.

“That… wow,” I licked my lips looking down at him. He seemed unfazed by what he’d done, still toying with my breasts. But then I saw the light curve of his lips against my skin. He’s smirking. He knows damn well what he had done would be impressive.

“You owe me new pajamas.” I teased, tilting his head away from my chest, so he had to look at me. His eyes had more silver in them as he growled softly at me.

“Or you can sleep naked. It makes it a lot easier to do this.” The deeper voice of Jason taunted me as Hale’s hand slipped between my legs. I bit my bottom lip, trying to contain a moan as two fingers thrust into my core, curling, somehow finding the right spot.

I gripped his shoulders for balance as his fingers started setting the rhythm, and my body tried to follow along. It has been far too long since I got laid, and if Hale knows how to use his dick half as well as his fingers, I have no doubt this will be the best sex I’ve had.

“You’re overdressed.” I moaned, trying to tug at his clothes, wanting him as naked as I am. I gasped in surprise as the shirt ripped off him. Is the shirt that flimsy, or did I secretly get super strong?

“Tear-away.” Hale smiled as if that answered anything. Even on the brink of ecstasy from his fingers, I still managed to look confused. “We wear tear-away clothes. Easier to shift. Pants will rip off easily too.” He explained.

Oh! That’s ingenious! Of course, they have specialty clothes. Cheaper than buying all new clothes every time they shift between human and wolf. And at least it explains how I could rip his shirt off so easily. I licked my lips moments before his lips were on mine again. He said the pants would rip off too. I need to get rid of those next.

I couldn’t concentrate, though. My hands fumbled, trying to reach for Hale’s pants as he fingered me until I was dropped over that cliff, moaning into his lips as I came. I gasped for air, coming down from my orgasm as I pulled back from the kiss.

“Hale…” I don’t even know what I want to say. My brain is not functioning right. And I don’t think it will be working for a while as I watch him licking his fingers clean. Shit, for being this button-up sweet guy, he’s proving to be a bit wild regarding sex.

“You need to be naked.” I managed to get a complete thought out. I need more of this man. I need all of him. I need him to feel as good as I do.

Hale chuckled, wrapping arms around me, and before I could prepare or realize his intentions, he was on his feet, holding me. I gasped because, seriously, men do not just pick me up, and they certainly don’t go from sitting with me on their lap to standing without dropping me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his waist, fearing being dropped. It wouldn’t be the first time a man overestimated his strength or underestimated my weight. “I’ve got you, Erin. I’ll never drop you. I just wanted to move to the bedroom where we will have more usable space.” Hale assured me as he carried me to the bedroom.

I laughed as he so gently laid me on the bed. I pulled him with me, enjoying his body’s weight over me as he settled between my legs. Our lips eagerly found each other, picking up our passionate kisses, hands roaming to explore more. I grinned into the kiss as I managed to grip the waist of his pants. With a light tug, they tore away, and with his help, they were gone. Hale was finally naked in the way I wanted.

I want to explore his body like he did mine. I want to watch him lose himself to pleasure. So with that in mind, I managed to catch him off guard to flip us, so I’m on top. He chuckled, unbothered by the change, smiling at me with an arched brow.

“Have something in mind, Erin?” His question was more to taunt me as he gripped my hips, moving me over his hardon. Oh, I want that. I want it badly, and he’s teasing me with it. More than once, the tip nearly went in. Damn it. He’s distracting me. I was going to pleasure him first, then fuck him.

“Stop trying to distract me.” I scolded, kissing his jaw and making my way down his body. His chuckle turned into a moan as I bit what I’d previously thought was a tattoo of a shooting star on his neck. But it’s in the same spot Mr. Kinsley showed when speaking of the mate mark.

Nope, not going to ask questions right now. Not letting either of us get sidetracked. I have a destination in mind, and I know Hale will like it. I smiled as I kissed down his chest. I’ve wanted to touch and kiss his chest since he took his sweater off earlier. And as I reached my destination, I grinned, running my hand along his length. I’ve wanted to touch this since I first saw it in the sweat pants.

“Erin…” Hale groaned or growled. It’s hard to tell either way; it was hot.

I like having this kind of control over him. Looking up through my lashes, I could see his clenched jaw and those dark eyes, a perfect balance of Hale’s blue and Jason’s silver, looking at me as I swirled my tongue around his tip.

“Oh fuck… Erin..” He groaned as I took his length into my mouth. I know I probably shouldn’t do this for long. Like me, it’s been years since he’s had sex, but like most men, he’s not going to be able to have more than one orgasm. So as fun as having him gripping my hair as he took some of the control back, thrusting his cock into my eager mouth, is we needed to switch gears.

We were apparently on the same page as Hale pulled my hair to make me stop almost in time with my decision to stop. “As much as I’m enjoying this… and fuck am I… I don’t want to finish in your mouth. I need you.” His words were a breathless whisper as he gestured for me to come back up his body.

“You don’t have to tell me twice. I don’t want tonight to end with oral either.” I agreed, straddling him. We moaned together as I lowered myself onto his length. Fuck, that feels good.

Sure after my dry-spell sex with anyone would probably be good or acceptable. But this is Hale, and it’s a new level as his hands held my waist, letting me set the pace as I rode him to our mutual oblivion. I’m impressed with Hale’s stamina, an average man his age would not have gone this long or switched to two other positions, giving me mini orgasms building up to the grand finale when we both came. I’m lucky I kept up as we collapsed into bed, Hale wrapping his arms around me, holding me as I drifted off exhausted with a smile.

I wasn’t smiling as I fell asleep because I had just orgasmed. I was smiling because this can and will be the rest of my life as long as I want it. And I can’t help but smile at the vision of a future with him. Maybe not always a night of mind-blowing sex. We have kids and jobs, but falling asleep blissfully in his loving arms will be.