Chapter 3 - Fatima

The day is spent hanging out with Caleb’s family and mine, along with about 50 other graduates and their families at a huge barbecue.  It’s a day full of fun, food, and family and I love it.

            But I have been waiting for tonight.

I’m so proud of Caleb.  For finding something that he wanted to do.  A way to help people, like he’s always wanted to do.

It’s more than I’ve been able to figure out.

As a luna in this huge, country-wide pack, it’s my responsibility to find my niche.  The thing that I can do to help keep the pack going.  Papá became the head of the college.  Ba researches all of…well everything for the pack from fighting styles to vacation spots.  And Mom is the main Oracle of the pack.  They had it all figured out within a year of getting their gifts and I still haven’t even gotten my gift, let alone figured out what I’m going to do with the rest of my life.

But I need to put that out of my mind.  Because tonight is all about Caleb and the new set of lingerie that I bought for the occasion.

I manage to sneak Caleb away from the party and back to my house.  It was my 23rd birthday present from my parents.  I had been living with them until then, but they told me that it was time for me to get my own space.  Honestly, I think they just wanted to fuck wherever they could without me walking in on them.

It’s not like Caleb hasn’t been to my house before, but tonight I had something special planned.

“Just wait out here,” I tell Caleb at the front door.

He laughs.  “You want me to wait outside?  I thought that we were…”  He waggles his eyebrows up and down.

I giggle.  “Yeah, but I have something inside for you.  Just…count to 100 and then come in, ok?”

“One hundred?  Really?” he asks, smiling wide.

“Humor me,” I plead.

He bends down and kisses me on the nose.  “It’s fine.  I don’t want to ruin your surprise.  I’ll count a really slow one hundred.”

“Not too slow,” I tease his abs through his shirt.  “I have plans for you tonight.”

His pupils start to blow wide and his breathing gets a little heavier, especially as my fingers move down to his waistband.  “You know, I don’t need a surprise.  I just need you,” he whispers with his forehead against mine.

“I know, baby.  But I want to do this for you,” I tell him.

He nods.  “Hurry.  I need to feel you,” he pleads.

I smile and kiss him quickly before hurrying inside the house.  I quickly walk towards the bedroom, careful not to disrupt the flower petals that I have strewn on the floor.  I light the candles and turn on the music before pulling on the red lace underwear, cheer leading style skirt that barely covers my ass, and the cropped Arcadian wolves football jersey.  Caleb played on the team until his internship schedule got too busy.  He’s always loved seeing me in his jersey and I have the feeling that I’ll be in nothing but this jersey in a few moments.

I put on more eye liner and a dark red lipstick and quickly pull my hair up in high pigtails.  As I hear the front door open, I settle myself on the bed.  I lean to the side, kicking my legs out beside me, making sure that Caleb will get the full affect of seeing my legs laid out long and bare for him.

I can hear his chuckle and start making his way down the hall.  He arrives in the doorway, a huge smile on his face, until he sees me.  His eyes heat, his mouth falling open, and his pupils blow wide.  “Holy fuck!” he says on a growl.

“I wanted to celebrate our star running back’s accomplishments properly,” I tell him, my finger tracing a line from my knee up to my chest, the small amount of fabric of my skirt flipping up to show a peak of my lace underwear.

He is just suddenly in front of me, having moved from the door to the bed in the blink of an eye.  The fact that I didn’t see him move means that his wolf has gained a bit of control.  It’s one of the things that I love best about Caleb, how in tune with his wolf that he is and how his wolf will come forward to take what he wants from me.

Caleb fists some of my hair around his hand and pulls my head back so that I’m looking up at him, my neck bent back at such an extreme angle that it’s just on this side of pain.  His voice comes out gravelly and commanding.  “Mine!”

I don’t smile, though the word causes a warmth to settle in my chest.  Instead, I just stare at him, a challenge issued directly to his wolf.  “Show me.”

He growls loudly, the sound pressed against my lips and forced into my mouth by his tongue as he captures my lips with his.  Because his wolf is partially in control, he completely dominates my mouth.  His tongue pushes my lips apart, fucking in and out of my mouth between sucking at my bottom lip and biting the tender flesh. 

The kiss goes on and on until he picks me up under my armpits and tosses me further up on the bed so that my head hits the pillows just below the headboard.

My breath wooshes out as I watch him grab the back of his shirt and pull it over his head, tossing it to the side.  I can’t help but bite my lip at the ladder of perfect abs, the strong and veiny biceps, and the gorgeous tan that is revealed when he takes his shirt off.

He growls even louder at the at the look on my face and tears at his zipper and button on his pants.  With one push, both his boxers and pants come off and he kicks them behind them so hard that they make it out into the hallway. 

Caleb literally lunges himself at me, caging me in with his arms as he plunders my mouth again.  He presses his body into me and I feel every hard edge of him, his body pressing between my legs.  His cock presses against me and he moves himself against me.  I know that the lace is soaked, proving to him how much I need him.  The barrier of the lace is torture, keeping the two of us apart.

Caleb licks from my mouth along my jaw, down my neck, and to the spot my mating mark will one day go, stopping there to suck hard, letting me know that there will be a deep, dark hickey by the time we fall asleep tonight.

His words flow into my ear as his hands with elongated fingers in the beginning of a shift move my panties to the side so that he can pump them inside of me.  “You did this on purpose, bringing my wolf forward.”

On a breathy groan at the feel of two long, thick fingers inside of me, I say, “I wanted you feral.”

The sound that comes out of his mouth is somewhere between a growl and a howl as his fingers yank my underwear even further to the side before his cock slams inside of me.

I scream at the sudden, violent feeling of fullness, my fingers clawing at Caleb’s back.

He looks down at me and I see that his eyes are completely black, his wolf having taken as much control as possible while he still stays in human form.  “Mine!” he growls again.

I don’t even have time to respond before his hands lift to the headboard, his legs spreading wide and his feet digging into the bed for leverage.  He pulls almost all the way out and then slams back into me over and over again.  The bed shakes, the headboard banging against the wall.

I scream over and over, the pleasure and pain on a knife’s edge balance and causing an orgasm to build and start barreling towards me in a matter of seconds.

“Grab your knees and spread them wide,” Caleb orders, his eyes intent on my face.

I immediately follow his instructions, the action spreading me wide.  I leaves everything open to his body as he moves against me and the friction inside and against my clit sends me over the edge almost immediately.

“CALEB!” I scream, clenching around him so hard that I don’t know how he’s still able to move inside of me, let alone how he doesn’t cum with me.

He barely lets me come down from my high before he’s pulling out and flipping me over pulling me up onto my hands and knees.  I feel him bunching my panties in his hands and he pulls.  The lace rips along my waist and one leg.  Caleb doesn’t even bother to pull it the rest of the way off of the other leg, just lets it fall down to my knees as he flips up my skirt and smacks my ass before pushing back inside of me.

Caleb’s hands are clamped vise-like around my hips and the sound of flesh smacking against flesh fill the air, along with Caleb’s grunts and my cries of pleasure.

“Goddess, Caleb!  It feels so damn good!” I moan and I’m actually kind of surprised that I’m able to string words together, let alone have them make sense.

“You like when I fuck you hard, don’t you Fati?” His gravelly voice goes straight to my core.

“Yes!” I scream as he pounds into me even hard, the head of his cock hitting my cervix.

He growls again, pushing my head down into the mattress before his body cages in mine and he ruts into me hard.  The material of the jersey I’m wearing scratches against my skin and the skirt flaps around my hips.

Caleb’s hands reach under the jersey and knead my tits.  “Cum for me,” he grounds out through clenched teeth.

I’m close.  So damn close, but I’m not quite there.

Caleb seems to sense this and moves one hand to my clit, pinches it between his thumb and forefinger.

It makes me go off like a rocket, my pussy clamping down hard on his cock inside of me.  Caleb waits until I’m finished before finally letting himself go.  He grips the edge of the mattress in both hands and pounds into me several more times, hitting the end of me each and every time until a howl rips through his lips and he slams himself inside of me one last time.

We lay like that for several minutes, catching our breath, before Caleb pulls himself out of me.  I whine at the loss of him inside of me as he pulls me into his body.

 Caleb chuckles.  “Don’t worry, baby girl,” he says, his voice already starting to go back to normal.  “I’ll be inside of you again very soon.”

I giggle, turning over so that I’m facing him.  His beautiful blue eyes have returned to normal, his wolf having receded.  Sated.

“Did you like your present?” I ask him, wrapping a leg over his hips.

He laughs.  “Fuck, yes I did.  I’m surprised that you couldn’t tell.”

“Well, I knew that your wolf liked it,” I giggle.

He beams down at me, his hand coming up to cup my cheek.  “I love you, Fati.”

I lean up to kiss him, my hand running down his abs.  “I love you too.”