Chapter 7

Zelle’s POV

    His arms are wrapped around me, lips on my neck. He looks at me and his dark obs glow red as fangs protrude, but I don’t fear him, quite the opposite…he turns me on when he’s like this. His fangs brush the sensitive skin on my neck as his tongue flicks along the spot where he has marked me..oh, fuck! When did that happen? He makes his way down my naked body, licking and nipping at me with his fangs, until he reaches my core…his tongue licking the length of my slit, the ball of his tongue ring adding a little extra pleasure, before he sinks his fangs into my thigh. An orgasm rips through me and a euphoric feeling startles me…I am in my new bedroom, alone…I ache for his touch, my own hand is lazily sliding over my panties, rubbing my sensitive clit through the lacey fabric. It doesn’t take long before I make myself cum, but it isn’t enough…I need him. Why does he do this to me?

     It’s still dark outside.What time is it? I grab my phone it’s 3 a.m. I get out of bed, pulling on some shorts over my panties. I was tired last night, so flustered after that hot kiss that I crashed without looking for pajamas, just pulling my pants and bra off and collapsing. I tiptoe down the hallway and creep down the stairs and down the hall to the kitchen. It’s dark but my werewolf eyesight lets me see my way in the dark, there is a dim light in the kitchen and I see him, right as he sees me, our eyes connect down the hallway, and my breath hitches. He is shirtless and as i get closer I see the sheen of the silver rings in each niple, his lean muscular frame so temptingly delicious looking. I slink forward, hesitatingly as he stalks me with his eyes. His raspy voice quietly calls out to me. “I won’t bite, kitten” he smirks as I get closer. 

     “You can’t sleep either?” I ask in a whisper as I approach the kitchen island. “I had this dream and…I woke up with my throat dry, I need something to drink.”

     “Oh, princess,I hardly ever sleep” he rasps, so sexily. His eyes wander over my body and I admit his eyes on me make me feel sexy and I sway my hips a little like I’m dancing to a song that only I can hear as I reach for another bottle of that raspberry ale that I had at dinner. I feel his hand on my waist and my ass brushes against his crotch as I sway my hips, humming as  sip my beer. I feel his length harden against me as I continue my swaying dance and he leans in “So, you like it?” I can hear the smirk as he whispers against my ear. I smile over my shoulder and roll my hips, grinding my ass against him a little harder and His grip around me tightens as he groans “Oh, kitten, do you even know what you do to me?”

     “I believe I can feel some of what I do to you, up against my ass right now” I toss over  my shoulder at him. He grabs my jaw with a firm hand and kisses me hard.

      “You don’t even know half of it, princess. Don’t tempt me”He growls against my lips, his hand going to my throat as his lips open showing his elongated fangs, his black eyes flecked with sparks of red, like the embers of a dying fire, I want to give in and give him whatever he wants, but I hate how he makes me feel so needy and craving his every touch. His lips crash on mine, his fangs grazing my lip as his tongue plunges into my mouth and I am lost in his mesmerizing eyes as his tongue explores my mouth. My eyes flutter shut ans head tilts back as his mouth moves to my neck. My core is pulsing with news ans I am sure my panties are sopping wet at this point as the hand that isn’t around my throat cups my breast, pinching and rolling my hard nipple between his forefinger and thumb, my free hand grasps at his waistband as my hips rock against him, moving of their own volition now. Suddenly the kitchen is Bathed in light and I pull away. He turns away from me quickly, but the memory of his hands and mouth on me remains. I swallow hard, sipping on my nearly forgotten Ale as Drake’s friend enters the kitchen smelling like he’s been with Celeste. “Thadeus, I thought your patrol finished hours ago, did everything go okay, or is there another reason you are just getting in?” Drake cocks a brow. 

    “I wasn’t doing anything more than it looks like you were close to doing, Drake” Thadeus hints and tips his chin toward me. “Though, I gotta say I think you are one fucking lucky bastard even getting close with that one. Aiming way above your own rank, captain” his cocky smirk belies just a hint of jealousy. 

   I wave my half full bottle in their direction. “Goodnight, boys, sleep tight” I toss over my shoulder at them as I turn and slink up the hall, with only the occasional  swing to my hips as I hum the song that is running through my head, softly. I feel his eyes on me until I disappear out of his line of vision.

    I finish the ale as I sit in bed, then manage another couple hours of restless sleep. This time I dream that I am being chased by a large wolf. He's huge, but his fur is a mess. He reminds me a bit of my father and he is determined to catch me. The huge wolf is chasing me through the forest, and I can't shift for some reason. I twist and turn, running between trees and rocks, trying to lose him…just when I think I am caught I see glowing red eyes coming at me from the trees 20 ft ahead and I know who it is, they are coming at me fast, but I fear not fast enough, I feel the wolf’s breath on my back as he lunges and I trip…I wake up covered in sweat and tangled on my sheets, my scream still echoing through the room as my door bursts open and he’s there…shirtless, in nothing but sweats that hang low on his hips, he looks crazed, with his red eyes and protruding fangs, his claws are long and dark and his chest is heaving as he takes in my room…I heave breathlessly “It was just a nightmare” and before I know it he’s sitting on my bed cradling me to his chest…I can’t hear what he’s murmuring because his heart is beating so loudly in my ears as it thunders against my cheek. I am dimly aware that we are no longer alone and his grip on me loosens as I hear Zeke snickering.

    “You two make a lovely couple, maybe you should share this suite.It Would save the doors from being smashed” Zeke chuckles. I look up and my brother is clearly amused, but Drake is still breathing heavily into my hair, his eyes have returned to black, his claws have gone down and his features have changed mostly back.instead of fear and anger he now is showing a great deal of concern as his eyes stay fixed on me with his fangs still showing.

     “I’m sorry, kitten! I;m so sorry” he whispers and I see a tear in his eye as he traces a finger lightly over the scratch on my thigh that is already healing.

      “Drake, you didn’t mean to” I whisper back, placing a hand on his bare chest, but guilt riddles his features as he attempts to turn his head. “Look at me, Drake!”  His eyes snap to mine. “I’m okay, I didn’t even feel it and I know you were not trying to hurt me.”

      “But I did…I have become too feral, too unpredictable to be around someone like you. I don’t ever want to…” I cut him off with a kiss, completely lost in him. 

     I forget that Zeke is in the room until I hear him mutter ”Okay, I’ll just leave you to it then!” Before he can walk away I pull back.

     “Zeke!” I call out…Fuck! Drake makes me dizzy and light headed with his scent and his, oh my goddess, he’s nearly naked and I feel his throbbing manhood against my ass.

      Zeke turns with a grin “It’s okay Zelle! I’ll see you downstairs. I’m just glad that you are getting along. He’s a good guy, ya know!”

      Drake’s forehead rests against the side of my head and his eyes are closed, his breathing still heavy, but evening out. “You intoxicate me, kitten. I feel like I will never get enough of you and I am terrified of hurting you in any way” he breathes.

      “I guess kinky sex is out then” I tease, but the throb against my ass tells me he is turned on by my words.

      “Don’t tease me like that, Kitten. You don’t know what you are asking for” He growls and swiftly stands, before placing me gingerly on the bed. He attempts to adjust his bulge, but the enormous tent in the front of his sweats is not really cooperating.

     I grab his hand “I might know just what I am asking for. I certainly could help with that.” I eye his tented sweats. He leans in and kisses me hard but disappears so quickly that I am not sure that it wasn’t another dream. If it weren’t for my smashed door and the smear of blood on my thigh I may think it was.