Page 21 of Semi-Rejected Life

If he had asked me at any other time, I would’ve told him no. But after the best sex of my life and riding an endorphin high that put everything else to shame, I had no integrity to resist him anymore.

“I… I think I’d like that.”

River smiled. “Maybe we should clean up real quick? I don’t know about you, but I try not to get cum in my fur.”

“Fair enough,” I chuckled.

I took him to the bathroom with me and we both hopped in the shower to rinse off. We made out the entire time before we finally forced ourselves out of the shower, dried off, and wandered back into the bedroom. Even though I was still turned on, sleepiness was quickly overtaking me. And considering I had to be up in the morning to run the pizza shop again, I needed to get to bed. I was just about to say something to River when I heard a soft thud behind me.

Spinning on my heel, I saw a massive wolf standing behind me, his fur a mottling of rust, gray, and white. But those deep blue eyes I recognized immediately. Before I could say anything, he hopped up on the bed, his tail wagging frantically as he stared at me. He let out a low whine, clearly more excited by the prospect of cuddling than I was. It was adorable.

“Alright, alright,” I smiled. “Give me a second.”

It had been a while since I shifted, so I turned around and closed my eyes, drawing the wolf out of me once more. Running the shop didn’t leave a lot of time for letting the wolf stretch his legs. But tonight he could be out as long as he wanted. With the thought of curling up with River firmly in my mind’s eye, I felt my body begin to shift. Bones popped and fur sprouted from my pores. Within a few seconds I found myself on the floor, my big paws sinking into the carpet.

I shook out my fur, kicking a back leg up to scratch behind my ear. It was always itchy after I shifted. But before I could do too much, I felt a solid mass strike me from behind. All the air left my lungs as River playfully tackled me to the ground. I rolled over, kicking at him to get off me. Even though he was an Alpha, he didn’t try to force me to show submission. In fact, he acted like a big puppy, mostly.

We wrestled for a moment or two before I nipped at his side, signaling it was time for him to get off. I hopped up on the bed, turned around five or six times as was customary, and laid down in the center of my bed. River joined me. However, instead of turning around a few times, he just flopped over so he was practically lying on top of me, his head draped over my back.

I found the weight strangely comforting and let out a huff of satisfaction. In this form River’s scent had completely enveloped my senses and I loved it. I took a deep breath through my nose, buried my face in his fur, and closed my eyes.

I’d never felt so safe.

Chapter Ten: River

Waking up next to Vincent was easily the sweetest thing I could imagine, and it lived up to my expectations without fail. Sometime in the night we’d both slipped out of our wolf forms. As I came to, Vincent was curled up against me with his back against my chest, the warmth of him seeping into my skin. I had an arm thrown over his waist, my fingers digging in as I pulled him tighter against me. Burying my face in his hair, I breathed deeply, committing that beautiful sweet scent of his to memory.

Everything about that moment felt so right. I loved the way he felt against my skin, the softness of his breathing, and how his body lined up with mine perfectly. Of course, I was also rock hard, which wasn’t a surprise. But his butt was in just the right place, giving my cock the perfect spot to rest. I could imagine how a few simple moves could give him a wake-up he’d never forget.

However, I kept those thoughts to myself. We’d had sex and spent the night cuddling, that didn’t give me permission to just use him without asking. There was no real closeness between us. Sure, he’d had my cock in his ass, but that was about the extent of our relationship. I didn’t know anything about him and he didn’t know shit about me.

With a sinking realization, I knew that’s how it had to stay. I wanted to wake him up, go out to coffee, and ask him every little detail about his life. Something about him made me want to know. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I definitely didn’t feel that way with other guys in the past. Most of them were a good time and a goodbye, and I never saw them again. Vincent was different though. Something about his scent and the spark of electricity that shot through my body every time I touched him made me feel like I should be doing more. Like he was somehow more important. I just didn’t understand why.

“Are you always this hard when you wake up?” a soft voice said in front of me.

I couldn’t help a small chuckle. “Sorry… You just feel really good.”

Vincent didn’t respond. Instead, he reached to the side table and grabbed his phone, clicking the button to light the screen. “We slept in…”

“We were up late,” I replied, squeezing him closer and kissing the back of his neck.

There was a long pause. Vincent relaxed against me for a moment, acting like he wanted more of the attention I was laying on him. But then he pulled away.

“I need to get going,” he said, pushing himself to the edge of the bed and out of my arms. “The shop opens at noon.”

“No worries,” I nodded, trying my best not to sound disappointed. “You’ve gotta make a living.”

“Yep.”

I pulled the blankets aside, feeling a bit exposed by my nudity and obvious excitement. However, Vincent didn’t seem to even notice as he got up and headed for the bathroom.

“I’m gonna hop in the shower,” he said without looking back. “Just let yourself out.”

The door closed before I could even respond.

“Right…” I muttered.

I grabbed my clothing from the floor, pulling them on piece by piece. Vincent was a bit of an enigma. One minute he was warm, caring, and insecure. And the next he was cold and closed off, like he couldn’t give a fuck less what I thought. It was giving me emotional whiplash. Although, if I was being honest with myself, I shouldn’t be having any emotions at all where Vincent was concerned. If he could keep his distance, then so could I. After all, I was the one who demanded that we maintain that distance in the first place.

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