She was staring at me.She had told me that she killed her parents, she had told me why, too. And I really only judged her for not doing it sooner. They sounded cruel, and petty, and selfish. It made me angry that the first half of her life had been so lonely and unfair. I wanted nothing more than to change that.But the way she was looking at me right now, made me feel anxious. Was this it? Was she finally going to reject me? This was going to hurt. A lot. I was already developing serious feelings for her mean ass."I want to be your mate." She suddenly spit out. As soon as she said it, I could hear her heart rate increase, I could feel her leg muscles tensing up, and she refused to look me in the eye. I cocked my head at her. "I just... I don't know. I like you. And I want to keep... liking you. I guess." She looked at me then, and I could feel my mind going blank. Was this for real? Or some mean joke?"Is this a joke?" I heard myself asking. Are you fucking stupid? My wolf asked, a
With the thought of Cleo's pleasure in mind, I was ripping my pants off. I was clambering on top of her and shoving myself into her roughly, and she was gasping in pure fucking pleasure."Fuck, you're so hot." I say, leaning down and kissing her neck. I feel her nails scratching down my back and I shove myself harder into her. She tightens around me, and I almost come. I had never been a two pump chump before, but damn, she felt good. All warm and wet, clinging onto me and moaning loudly. "Wait." She gasps and pushes me off her. I think I've done something wrong, and am fully prepared to get smacked, but I am not prepared for what she actually does, which is shoving my dick down her throat like it was a fucking big mac. I was in fucking love with this woman. I want to marry her. I want to screw her like this for the rest of our lives."Jesus Christ I'm going to come." I say, grabbing the back of her head and shoving myself deeper down her throat. She gags but doesn't stop. I moan as
It had been light out when I fell asleep, but when I finally pried my eyes open, it was dark and still in Ike's bedroom. I turned ever so slightly to look over my shoulder, trying hard to not wake Ike.He was out cold, snoring softly. He looked sweet and innocent when he was sleeping. I didn't want to leave. Then don't. I rolled my eyes at my panther. She knew I had to. Just because I had said I wanted to be his mate didn't mean I was ready to bear his children and clean his toilet. I would lick his toilet clean. Ew. And I thought I was nasty.It took me a full three minutes to get off the bed, just because I was trying really hard to not wake Ike up. Luckily it appeared he wasn't too much of a light sleeper, though most shifters were. Good hearing and all that.I quickly but quietly pulled back on the clothes he had previously pulled off me, and tiptoed into the hallway. My heart hurt at the thought of how sad he would be when he woke up and found me gone, but I didn't want to lose m
The next couple of days I spend looking for a new job. I didn't exactly want to do more phone work, but it looked like that was what it was coming down to. I guess it could be worse. I had done some fast food work in the past, and I shuddered whenever I thought about having to go back to it.I cleaned my house, went to the gym finally and had a proper workout, and went grocery shopping. I was honestly mostly trying to think about anything other than Ike and my pending job applications.I felt guilty about leaving him how I did. Especially since he hadn't texted or called me. You're the one who ditched him, you're the one who should text first. My panther was mad at me. She thought what I did was rude. I was beginning to think she was right.I was currently sitting on my couch scrolling through jobs on my phone. I put in three applications yesterday. If I didn't hear anything today, tomorrow I would call them and begin the ass kissing. My panther pride hated doing that, and honestly, I
I was currently pulling out every pair of pants I owned, trying to find something that wasn't black leggings or the one pair of jeans in my collection. I had worn those last time with Ike and I didn't want him to think I only owned one pair of actual pants. Even though I did only own one pair of actual pants.I mean, I have work pants. Slacks and a couple skirts. But I'm not wearing fucking slacks to a bonfire in the woods with a bunch of werewolves. And I don't want to look like I'm trying too hard by wearing a skirt. And what if someone tries to fight me and I end up panty flashing everyone while I'm locked in glorious combat?You're way over thinking this. You're probably right. I think as I sit on the edge of my bed, surrounded by my discarded and rejected clothes. It's just a bonfire. It'll be cold. Just wear a nice hoodie and your boots. I know the only reason my panther was helping me right now was because she was worried I'd freak myself out and not go. And?In the end, I list
We arrived at his pack an hour after we left my apartment. We're late, but it doesn't matter, right? It's just a casual party. I hope. Because it's definitely my fault that it took so long."Stop worrying, please." Says Ike as we break through the trees into the clearing. He takes my hand and squeezes it firmly. It makes me feel grounded.I take in the sights in front of me. First off, I'm not sure Ike knows what a bonfire is, because this isn't a bonfire. They've got store bought fire pits set up in the middle of the clearing, about four of them, rather than one large fire. Each has its own group of people sitting around it, some in chairs, some on the ground. There was music coming from somewhere, though I wasn't sure where yet. It sounded like a radio station. I could smell alcohol and meat cooking. My stomach growled at me, reminding me that I had not eaten dinner yet. I knew where my first stop would be."Are you hungry?" Ike asks, looking down at me."You read my mind." We appro
"Come sit by me." Adan says, pulling a red folding chair next to him. I gratefully accepted the seat. "Okay. Starting from right next to me..." He introduced everyone in the circle, but I only absorbed two of the people's names. A dark haired girl named Willow, who sat with a huge dude next to her named Levi. They looked interesting, rough around the edges I guess some would say.Willow was small, with hair as dark as the surrounding night that hung down to her butt. She had square bangs that stopped right above her perfectly shaped eyebrows. Her eyes were narrow with short thick lashes, her face slim, a small wide nose and thick, pink lips. She looked Asian to me.Levi was extremely tall with dyed dark blue hair. It was hard to even tell it was blue to be honest, it mostly looked black, but the glow from the fire would catch it right every once in a while, and you could see the colored undertones. He had piercings covering his ears and black painted fingernails. His face was very sim
Cleo would be okay with Adan. He was nice and polite, and I knew he would never try anything on her. She... wasn't his type.I had been texting back and forth with Parker the last couple of days. He's been telling me a few things about panthers, but earlier today he told me he needed to meet with me face to face to tell me something he learned. He had been texting me all sorts of info over the last couple of days so what was different about what he had to tell me now? It worried me.Panthers live longer than both humans and wolves. While I'll start aging around the time I turn a hundred, Cleo will stay young well into her five hundreds. This made me worry. Would she be interested in an old man? We would still have years and years together, more than most people can possibly dream of having with their loved ones, but even forever wouldn't be long enough with my Cleo.He told me that panthers are in fact the stronger species between the two of us. He told me she could legitimately kick