Page 12 of Thayne
Thayne
Even the ice-coldwater from the shower wasn’t enough to cool my need for Scarlet. My animal was growling at me the whole time to claim her, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Once I claimed her, we would be bound to each other forever. She’d just turned back into her human form. What if she wasn’t ready for that kind of commitment right away? What if she didn’t even want to be bound to me?
Stepping out of the shower, I reached for two towels from the shelf above the toilet. Scarlet was still ringing out her hair in the tub when I turned back toward her. I couldn’t help but let my eyes roam over her body. When she looked up at me and smiled, I knew even without completing the bond I was hers. The problem was did she feel the same way.
What are you waiting for? Claim her already!Not until she tells me she’s ready. My animal growled back at me.
“Do I get one of those or do you have another plan on how to get me dry?” She flung her hair behind her back, popped her hip out, and put her hand on her hip. Oh boy, I definitely had ideas on how to get all the water off of her but it wouldn’t help get her dry. She must have seen my idea written across my face because she blushed before reaching her hand out for a towel. I just grinned and shrugged before handing her a towel.
Watching her dry off made me wish I was her towel. I remembered how her skin felt against mine, how her curves molded to my body, and how delicious she smelled. Just thinking about it, while watching her dry off, was arousing. From the smell coming from her direction, the feeling was mutual.
Trying to distract myself, I dried off as quickly as possible and put my clothes back on. By the time, I was finished Scarlet was pulling a pretty green dress over her head and down her body. The emerald green sundress flowed along the curves of her body and flared out around her thighs. When she looked in the mirror, she smiled and did a spin causing the dress to rise up giving me a tantalizing glimpse of what was underneath.
“How do I look?” She asked as she came to a stop in front of me. I made the sign for beautiful before grabbing her face and kissing her. When we pulled away, we were both breathless and smiling like lunatics.
“I don’t know what you said but I’ll take that kiss to mean you approve.” I nodded enthusiastically while smiling down at her.
Grabbing her hand, I pulled her along behind me as we made our way to the bedroom Colton was letting us use. I was tempted to go grab Baron or Colton to help me talk to her, but I knew that wasn’t going to be able to work long term. Soon we’d be leaving to head to my ranch, at least I hoped so, and we wouldn’t have anyone to help communicate verbally. No, we had to figure out how to do that between the two of us. The question was; where did we start?
Once we were alone inside the bedroom my mind was not on communication. By the scent of Scarlet’s arousal, I would say her mind wasn’t on communication either. I gave a groan in frustration because, while I wanted nothing more than to lay her out on the bed and devour every inch of her, I knew being able to communicate was more important.
Scarlet looked slightly disappointed when I sat her on the bed and then took a seat in the chair across from her. Rubbing my hands against my legs, I tried to figure out how to start, but thus far my mind was blank. Scarlet’s scent started to change from arousal to fear and confusion. Her mind was playing a million scenarios in it. Most of them being I didn’t want her, which was the furthest thing from what was actually going on. There had to be a way for us to communicate without needing someone else’s help. At least until I could teach her sign language.
Pointing to her and then to myself I tried to tell her what I was wanting to figure out. I used my hands to make the motion of talking like you would a puppet. She tilted her head in confusion for a minute, but inside her head, she was reasoning it out. When she came to the right conclusion, her entire face lit up with a smile.
“Yes, we need to figure out how to talk with each other. I mean you can read my mind, but I definitely can’t read yours. My gift is super hearing, which doesn’t really help us. We could use pen and paper until I learn some of that fancy sign language. Unless that’s a huge inconvenience then we could figure out something else.” Of course why didn’t I think of something as simple as pen and paper. Probably because I couldn’t see the forest for the trees again. Scarlet’s mind was still going a mile a minute which made it hard for me to keep up. Rummaging around the side table drawer I found a pen and a notepad and started writing.
This works perfectly until I can teach you how to sign. If you want to learn that is.
“Of course I want to learn. We’re in this together, remember. Unless you don’t want to be my mate. Do you not want to be my mate?” Inside her head, she was already freaking out that I didn’t want to be her mate while simultaneously trying to figure out ways to make me want to be her mate. I started writing fast in response and she stopped to watch me.
Of course, I want to be your mate. The only thing stopping me from claiming you was my need to make sure this was what you really wanted. That I was what you really wanted. You’re perfect Scarlett. More than I ever deserve in life but I’m not willing to give you up.When I show her the notepad, her eyes fill with tears. I think I’ve completely screwed things up until she jumps right into my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. The notepad and pen land somewhere on the floor but neither of us seems to care.
“You don’t know how much that means to me. I grew up without shifters, without family of any kind. The people who I called family are the same ones who turned me over to those traffickers.” Scarlet buries her head in my chest and I can feel her body shaking as she sobs. Her tears are both happy and sad at the same time. Her inner dialog is a jumble of happiness for finding each other and sadness for those who failed her along the way.
All I want to do is make all the sadness go away and leave her with nothing but happy thoughts. I will spend the rest of my life making sure she never goes a single day feeling unloved or unwanted. From this moment on, I will make it my mission to show her every day in every way how much she means to me. I never want her to have any reasons to doubt us, to doubt me for that matter.
Pulling back so I can look at her, I brush a stray lock of hair out of her eyes and cup her face. Her face is all red and blotchy from crying but she’s still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. Having her in my arms makes me feel ten feet tall and bulletproof. She gives a watery smile and I lean in kissing her cheeks, then her nose, both of her eyelids, her forehead, and finally I take her lips.
As soon as our lips touch, it’s like a raging fire of need through my veins. Her hands start to fumble with my shirt as she attempts to yank it off my body. Grinning against her lips, I pull away for a second, much to her protests, and pull my shirt off my arms, throwing it across the room. As soon as my shirt is gone she’s lifting her arms up, while trying to pull her dress over her head. She’s gotten it about half way up her body and seems to be stuck.
I can feel her let out a cute little growl and huff as she pulls the dress back down, giving me a ‘help me’ look. Reaching behind her, I run the small zipper down her back and help her pull the dress up. Apparently, I’m not moving fast enough because she grabs the dress, yanking it over her head before throwing it across the room. My little fox is impatient and, I won’t lie, I kind of find that shit sexy as hell.
She straddles my lap in nothing but a pair of black lace panties, courtesy of Katia. Her full breasts are on full display and I don’t waste a second in cupping them in my hands. Scarlett arches her back like she’s trying to get closer to my touch. My leopard growls his approval as I take a nipple into my mouth, sucking gently. She tastes like all my favorite desserts wrapped into one fucking delicious package.
Reaching down, I run my knuckle along the outside of her panties until I reach her clit. Applying just a little pressure, I rub my knuckle against her clit. I can feel her arousal soaking through her panties as she starts to roll her hips against my knuckle to give her more friction. Watching her take her pleasure has me so hard my zipper feels like it’s embossing my cock at the moment. Her breathing picks up and her movements start to get more frantic, I can tell she’s close. Biting down on her nipple, I feel her whole body tighten like a rubber band about to snap. Her head falls back and her mouth opens in a shocked ‘O’ as she comes apart in my arms.
Scarlett
My body feltlike a ball of warm putty on the sidewalk on a hot day. It was like Thayne removed all the bones in my body and I was left with just my rubbery skin. I fell limp against Thayne’s chest trying to catch my breath, my skin sticky with sweat. If he could do that with just one hand I couldn’t wait to see what he could do with the rest of his body.
Oh, this man is going to rock our world and then some girlfriend. You should have limbered up before you came into this room. Don’t complain to me when you’re sore in places you didn’t know you had tomorrow.I had a feeling my fox wasn’t wrong as Thayne picked me up and threw me into the middle of the bed.
When I chanced a glance up at him his face was a mask of determination. One that told me he was mapping out exactly how to play my body like a finely tuned piano. He took no time to practically rip my borrowed panties off and fling them across the room. When he looked into my eyes, he gave me a cocky little grin right before gripping my thighs and diving between my legs.
My hands came up grabbing for purchase on his shortened locks. I was sure my nails were digging into his scalp but that just seemed to spur him on. His tongue licked me from top to bottom before plunging into my core. My hips had a mind of their own as they ground against him. He growled against me and it seemed to vibrate through my whole body.
I was so close I could feel another orgasm building like a crescendo in an orchestra. Any moment I felt like the cymbals were going to crash I would plunge over the precipice I was hovering on. Thayne switched positions, moving his tongue to circle my clit as he thrust two fingers into my hot core. He started out slowly, working his fingers in a curved upward motion. Then he latched onto my clit, applying suction before increasing his speed.
