Page 33 of Wolf Bound

My lips pull up at the corners, despite his words not fully penetrating the bad thoughts those people left behind. "One day I'll shed the ideologies that the Croises left me with. It's hard to sort through the truth and the lies sometimes though. I've been out of there only a month now and I'm still so unprepared for what the world actually is."

"I've lived out in this world my whole life, and even I'm unprepared for what the world is. The problem is that there's no one size fits all answer to how to act or what everything in the world means," Wes says, shaking his head, his long brown hair moving with the motion. "It'll change depending on a million factors including who you're around, where geographically you are, and even what species you are. All you can do is stay true to yourself and act accordingly."

"Thank you, Wes. You always seem to know exactly what to say," I murmur, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear and smiling up at him.

Leaning forward, I press a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth, shivering at the soft, scratchy feel of his beard. Wes sighs, pushing a hand up into my hair, and tilts his head to kiss me properly. He deepens the pressure immediately, kissing me like we've done this a thousand times before. I respond in kind, clenching his soft blue t-shirt in my hands so I can pull him closer to me.

Wes adjusts us in one fluid motion, positioning me on his lap so there's no space between us at all. My hands tangle in his hair, my hips shifting to get that delicious pressure I've come to crave. My shorts ride up, giving Wes the perfect opportunity to move his hands up, gripping my ass under the fabric. He guides me down onto his erection, pushing up his own hips at the same time and hitting that super sensitive spot between my thighs.

I gasp into his mouth, my thighs tightening against Wes' as I follow his movements. The pleasure inside of me is building, a moan tearing from my throat as I throw my head back, exposing my neck to him. Wes growls deeply, moving in to nip and suck at the exposed skin.

"Yes," I moan, moving in short, hard thrusts against his large, hard cock that's straining against the soft fabric of his cotton shorts. "So. Close. Ohmygod!"

My body shakes, the orgasm coming on so quickly this time around. Wes bites down on the skin just above my right breast, his other hand kneading my left. His hips move in tandem with mine, the cresting feeling I now recognize as my own impending orgasm comes on strong. Wes' hand that still holds my ass lets go before coming back with a loud, but light slap that sends me over the edge of my climax.

"Wes!" I scream, throwing my head back in ecstasy. My back bends, my hands moving to the desk to hold myself up as Wes continues to thrust, riding out my orgasm.

"Fuck," he gasps, his own body twitching with every thrust. He buries his face in my breasts, nuzzling and growling against them. "Oh fuck, Talia. You're so fucking perfect."

Wes stills against me, his heavy breathing matching my own. He looks up at me with a sheepish smile, his cheeks red and his eyes hooded from the intense moment we just shared. Even with both of us still completely dressed, we connected in a deep, intimate way. It was a lot like the sex I had with Drayton, but also different.

"That was incredible," Wes murmurs, brushing a thumb over my bottom lip. "The next time you scream my name, though, I want my cock buried so deep inside of you, I don't know where you start and I begin."

I smile at him, pressing my forehead against his and opening my mouth to respond. A sound comes from behind me, someone clearing their throat awkwardly. My eyes go wide, following Wes' eyes to the screen on the desk behind us. There's a man on the screen, not much older than Wes, with shaggy brown hair and extremely broad shoulders.

"Shit!" Wes curses, pulling me tightly against him and hiding my face from the screen. "How long have you been there? What did you see?"

The man laughs deeply causing Wes to growl low in his throat. "Bro, don't growl at me. You called me, not the other way around. I didn't see much, but I did hear your dirty talk and I might have to grab some tips from ya."

My body starts shaking from a silent laugh, the ridiculousness of the situation sinking in. A high pitched squealing laugh comes out of me as I try as hard as I can to hold it in. Wes' shoulders slump when he hears the sound, eventually joining in with a low chuckle.

"I'm so sorry, Miles. My hands are kind of full at the moment with my mate, would you mind hanging up? I'll give you a callback tomorrow to go over the statutes and solidify the final documents for your pack alpha." Wes kisses my temple with a smile while looking over my shoulder at the computer.

"No worries, Wes. I'll definitely do that for you," Miles responds with a laugh. "It was nice, kind of, meeting you, Talia. I look forward to meeting you in person in the future."

Wes breathes a sigh of relief when the sound from the computer goes out. I crane my neck to look at the computer and smile when I see no more faces on the screen. We both fall into a comfortable silence, soaking in the closeness after our impromptu orgasms.

It's moments like this, where things go completely off the rails and end up in silly mistakes that are my favourite. These are moments that I never could have anticipated while daydreaming in captivity. No one ever shows the less than perfect moments in movies. Love is about so much more than the perfect kisses and words of devotion. It's the small things that come together as a whole, that really make love worth it.

Chapter Nineteen

Wes

My heart is pounding a mile a minute after all of that. This wasn't what I had planned when I asked Talia to come down here this afternoon. From the moment I saw her at the bottom of the stairs to now, it's all gone so far off rails I don't even know how to get us back on track. When Tal kissed the corner of my mouth, my wolf pushed forward, eager to deepen the affection with our mate.

Now that it's all over, I'm questioning everything. I shouldn't have deepened things without her consent. I shouldn't have slapped her ass or bit her neck without checking with her about what her limits and comfort levels are. Every single step of the way, I've fucked this up.

"I'm sorry, Talia. That was unacceptable of me," I finally say, closing my eyes against the onslaught of shame. "I should have checked with you that you were okay with things going further. There's no excuses for how I acted. Between pushing you to go further and not locking the computer for safety, I screwed up big time."

"What?" Talia asks, pulling away from me and shaking her head. "Our heads are in very different places right now. I was thinking about how perfect that was despite all the imperfections of the moment. But it seems you regret it?"

"No—Well, yes and no," I stammer, scrunching my nose as I try to think of the right thing to say. Talia climbs off my lap, crossing her arms over her chest as vulnerability flashes across her face. "I don't regret any of what we shared so much as I regret not checking with you before I deepened our intimacy. I regret not locking my computer, causing another male to see you in the throes of pleasure. I regret using physical force when I never asked if it would be okay with you first."

"Physical force? Do you mean slapping my ass while I pleasured myself on your hard, ah, bulge?" Talia pinches the bridge of her nose, her cheeks flushing pink in awkwardness.

"Yes," I answer simply, my hands clenching the edge of the desk as I watch my mate carefully.

"Wes," she sighs my name, her face softening and her arms dropping to her sides. "I don't know much about the rules of consent considering all of you are my first experiences in anything sexual. I do know some though, since my captors weren't big on caring whether I agreed to something they were doing or not. That said, I feel pretty confident saying that consent is given in multiple ways. Words, actions, and reactions. I consented enthusiastically just like you did to what just happened. If I wanted it to stop, I would have said something orpulled away before it progressed. I would hope you would do the same."

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