Page 12 of Night with a Gamma
“I, uh…” I stammer, feeling like a deer caught in headlights. “I was just… admiring the view.”
Her laughter dances through the air, rich and enchanting. “Well, you’re certainly welcome to join me if you’d like.”
The invitation hangs in the air, thick with unspoken promises. My wolf surges forward, clawing at the walls of my restraint, urging me to take her up on her offer. I step into the bathroom, the steam wrapping around me like a warm embrace, and I gently close the door behind me.
“Are you sure, because you had wanted to go slower last night?” I ask, my voice low and husky, the weight of the moment settling around us.
Wren nods, her eyes sparkling with mischief and something deeper — a longing that mirrors my own. “I’m sure, mate.”
I step closer, shedding my clothes quickly, then the warmth of the water is creating a misty veil around us. As I reach for her, Wren’s smile fades into something more serious, more intimate. I can feel the magic swirling between us, electrifying the air, igniting the primal urge within me to claim her as my own.
“Wren…” I start, my voice barely above a whisper, but she silences me with a finger pressed to my lips.
“Let’s not talk,” she says softly, her breath warm against my skin. “Let’s justbe.”
And in that moment, everything doesn’t exist around us. There’s no pack, no responsibilities, no looming threats of rouges — just us, together in the sanctuary of our bond. I pull her closer, feeling the warmth of her body against mine, the water cascading around us as I lean down to capture her lips with mine.
The kiss ignites a fire within me, a fierce longing that spills over into every part of my being. Her taste is intoxicating, sweet and heady, and I lose myself in the rhythm of our bodies, the way they fit together so perfectly. I’m drowning in her, in us, and I never want to come up for air.
As the water pours over us, I lose track of time. Each moment stretches and bends, a beautiful tapestry woven from the threads of our connection. I can feel Wren’s magic swirling around us, mingling with my own essence, binding us tighter together.
We pull apart, breathless, our foreheads resting against each other. “I didn’t want to say this first and I don’t want to scare you, but I love you,” I murmur, the words tumbling from my lips like a prayer.
“I love you too, Harrison,” she replies, her voice soft and sincere, washing over me like the warm water that clings to our skin. “Now, let’s dry off some and go to the bedroom.”
I know that whatever challenges lie ahead — whatever darkness may threaten our peace — we will face it together. We are fated, bound by a love stronger than any force in the universe. And as we stand in our steamy sanctuary, I can’t help but feel that our journey has only just begun.
Wren
This isa huge decision for me, one that I should think through very carefully, but there’s no question in my mind that Harrison is the perfect man to have this experience with. He’s my mate after all. Strong, caring, kind and passionate.
The bond between us is moving at lightning speed but feels incredibly natural.
When he comes out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel, I take a deep steading breath. Time to be brave. “Why don’t you get into bed just like that, and finish drying off with me?”
By the time the towel settles over the back of the winged velvet chair by the fireplace, his cock is already thickening and rising to his abs. He slides into bed next to me, warm and naked, with his fresh salt water scent that makes my thighs tighten. “What are you thinking, Little Bird?”
Sitting up carefully, I take a deep breath, then pull off the sheet that is covering my chest, tossing it off me. Before I can say anything, he dives forward, pulling my right nipple into his mouth as he palms the other breast, igniting my desire in a split second.
“Did I – oh shit!” His teeth graze my skin just roughly enough to make me shiver. “Did I mention that I’m taking a herbal blend, and it is like the pill for witches?”
He groans, then shifts as if to lie over me. Suddenly he stops, tearing himself away as he meets my eyes. “Is it… Is it too soon for us to think about this? I want you so badly and my wolf already wants to mark you as ours.”
“I don’t know.” Our auras are already mingling in the air. “But I know that I want you, Harrison.”
He smiles, one hand twisting in the back of my wavy hair and the other gripping my hip. The way he takes hold of my entirebody thrills me all the way to my toes. “Little Bird, I get the impression that you haven’t really been with a man before in any sense.”
“I haven’t, at all. Well, a kiss, once. But this feels right, mate.”
He smiles, then kisses me so gently it stops my breath. Then he murmurs, “I’m in no hurry, my gorgeous girl. I’m happy to wait as long as you need. It may fucking kill my balls, but we can wait.”
I’ve had to be careful being the next in line for my coven. Now I think I’m done with that. Call it turning over a new leaf. Or breaking out of my timid shell. Maybe I just want to feel like a woman instead of a scared little girl.
“I want to feel you inside me,” I whisper, rolling on top of him. His blue eyes blaze as he grabs my ass with both strong hands. With my legs spread wide, I shift, bringing my open pussy down to rub along the length of his stiff cock. He’s so hard that it’s standing upright, tight against his stomach. Brushing all the way up and down, we both moan from the feel.
Who knew I enjoyed having a bit of control over my mate so much? I do it again. And again. I can feel myself getting even more wet, and the sensation of dragging my swollen clit across his firm length makes me shiver with lust for my hot wolf man. These brand-new feelings are almost overwhelming, but I’m already addicted to them.
If I’m this breathless already, what’s it going to be like when he’s inside me?
