Iron Heart

Chapter 2 - Cersy

    I had to admit, Andre felt really good in my arms. Even though I had been intimate with many wolves in the past, namely my ‘Kin’, I had never been in a position where I felt like I was holding something delicate I could break.

    Not that Andre didn’t seem strong, you could tell that by how that she-wolf Zoe reacted to dueling with him. It was obviously a legitimate threat in his pack's eyes, or they would have scoffed at her or something for backing down. Or she could have just accepted it if she thought she could win. But I saw the fear of death in her eyes, my little Alpha certainly had his pack under control.

    Andre led us up to the top floor of the packhouse, which apparently had five floors. He explained who lived on each one, but I immediately forgot, I learned by experience, not being told, unfortunately.

    “That’s my room, we can share or-” He was so cute, but I had to interrupt.

    “Is it unlocked?” He got mid-way through saying yes before I kicked the door open, and closed behind me in a pretty smooth motion I must say. “Sorry, my hands are kind of occupied,”

    “You could have put me down,  you probably damaged the poor door.” He did look concerned for his door, but I merely tossed him on his bed. I was about to start unbuckling my armor when Andre stopped me.

    “Hold on a second there, what are you doing?” His face beat red, and I think he knew very well what my intentions were.

    “Well, I thought I would take off my armor, and then show you those bonding exercises you were so confused about. Ravishing you so well you forget about dinner entirely.” I continued taking off my leather armor at least, revealing my cloth coverings. “But if you’re not ready, I’d love to be directed to your bathing house.”

    As Andre stuttered and somehow got more red, I took in my surroundings a little bit better. The room had a dark aesthetic I could get behind, black blankets and pillowcases. A very nice black bearskin rug was at the foot of the bed, but that was the only skin or hunting reward in the room. The rest of it looked very spartan, with no pictures on the walls, only a closet, and dresser.

    This mate bond is clouding my vision a bit, making it hard for me to focus on anything but finishing the mate bond as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, unlike most wolves my sense of smell was damaged, an old fight from my training days did me in pretty good on that front. So I could only faintly smell the cedar scent he carried. But I definitely couldn’t tell if he was aroused or how he was feeling, unlike most mated wolves.

    He took a second to calm his breathing, very cute, before showing to the bathroom attached to our bedroom. Not gonna lie I was impressed, though I tried not to show it, Ironfang didn’t have any private plumbing like this. We had a bathhouse adjoined to the packhouse. But this was so much better.

    I immediately started stripping off my clothing more, to Andre’s apparent embarrassment, I frowned. “Are you not joining me?” Andre was shielding his eyes from me, it made me want to jerk his hand away from him.

    It couldn’t be that he thought I was unappealing, right? The mate bond was supposed to supersede any past preferences on the physical front, but then again, it could possibly not be enough to get over what I looked like.

    I looked down at myself for a moment, I had scars from blades, burns, bites, frost even. One on my stomach still was slightly indented from the projectile rock that was thrown at me. When his silence continued, I turned away from him “Am I, unappealing Alpha?”

    He immediately straightened, “No, no, I’m just not used to your...openness. I um, don’t have a lot of experience…with-” Wait was he actually a virgin? I knew that some wolves waited for their mate, but in Ironfang that was almost unheard of. We liked to pull a ‘Greek move’ as Anira called it, and slept with our fellow members all the time. We were like one huge poly group.

    I put my hand on his shoulder, “It’s okay, but are you comfortable with joining me? It would help you get used to...me, I suppose.” This was the last thing I thought I would have to do with my mate. Convince them to bathe with me, or shower as Andre had mentioned, it was rather embarrassing and Maven was definitely not hearing about it. Though I’m sure she was dying to squeeze me of my details, the little wyrm.

    “Yes, just let me turn it on for us,” He then proceeded to turn the knob on one end of the shower, I was amazed at how immediate access to water they had. “Is this warm enough for you? I tend to keep it about here,”

    Warm enough? I had gotten used to cold water when I bathed, the effort of warming it over a fire wasn’t something I was always in the mood for. I stuck my hand into the shower and immediately jerked it back from the heat.

    “Too hot?” He looked concerned from his reaction, but I waved his concern away.

    “Sorry, I’m just accustomed to taking cold baths, is their middle ground I could take?”

    He nodded, and adjusted the knob, “How’s this?” This time when I put my hand in, it felt more like the warmth of a summer lake, rather than like it would burn my skin off.

    “That’s good,” I looked him up and down, “ I do believe you need to remove your clothes to get in the shower.” I tried to laugh playfully, but I have to admit, my laugh kind of sounds like a choking hyena so I doubt he really got that from it.

    While he was doing that, I released the braids in my hair, though I didn’t touch the beads yet. I’ll wait a bit longer before I remove my actual honor markers here, not that I didn’t trust him, I just didn’t know him enough to know how he treated such things.

    I got into the shower while he undressed, it was pretty spacious I had to admit, though I didn’t see a tub anywhere. I guess he wasn’t much for a good soak, if I had warm water available to me all the time- I think I would want to be able to soak in a warm tub after spars...but it’s not like I would actually know.

    I thought it was strange to have a glass barrier, it’s not like it hid anything or served any protection, but I suppose it made the shower look nice. Oh, the water felt heavenly on my skin, I couldn’t help groaning in pleasure.

    Andre got into the shower pretty soon after me, grabbing a washcloth and rubbing soap into it, actually, there were multiple washcloths hanging on a rack. He cleared his throat as he held the soaped cloth, his face was flushed bright red and I had to say that was the cutest thing so far.

    I let my eyes rove his nude body, I wasn't sure I was surprised that he had scars or that he barely had any. But he was definitely fit, just not washboard abs fit, but it definitely looked like he could run pretty damn fast if I had to guess. But his skin was clear, besides some scars near his hips, I could've sworn looked like bullet wounds. I made a note to ask him about them at some point. Since that was clearly a human injury. Werewolves don't use weapons like that, it was seen as cowardly.

    To try to help him out, I took his hand and brought it to my right breast. He took it from there, he got though he got caught up with playing with my boobs...he really was new to this, wasn’t he? I took his hand, intertwining our fingers, I brought the cloth over my body. He stumbled when I pulled him a little too high, I took the opportunity to brace his back with my other hand.

    I couldn’t help myself and brought my lips to his neck, dragging my canines over his marking spot, “O-oh,” that husky breath was all I needed to continue to tease him. I took the cloth for my own, as I washed my trail of kisses and scratches that I left over his collar bone, and down his chest. 

    I went back up, avoiding his member, for now, instead of moving to push him against the wall of the shower, “You’re mine,” my mind was completely clouded with thoughts of pleasuring him, of making him my own. I suckled the marking spot for a moment, and his arms wrapped me, his hands gripping into my back.

    I moved so that I was facing into his eyes, I could see the desire in them, as well as feeling his hard member on my thigh. But he wasn’t going to get anything right now, he had rejected my original offer after all.

    “May I?” That was all I asked as I purposefully looked at his lips a little too long, he nodded almost too fast. The poor thing was overwhelmed, I was expecting his wolf to show himself by now, mine was begging me to mark him so she could meet his wolf.

    But I only saw his own eyes staring back at me, I dropped the cloth bracing his head with my hand as I finally kissed him.

    I kept it chaste, though longer than the usual kiss, he hadn’t kissed anyone either...interesting. He tasted like chocolate and honey.

    I licked my lips as I released him, and finished washing up, getting out of the shower soon after. Leaving him to finish on his own.

    I grabbed one of the towels that were neatly folded on a rack, twisting my hair up into a tower and grabbing a different one for my body. Might as well, he had so many. “Can I get feminine underclothes anywhere, or will I need to wear my dirty clothes for now?”

    I looked to see he was still dumbstruck and merely chuckled leaving the bathroom. I shook out my hair, drying it as I sat on his bed, nice black covers. And a very human bed, we did have the option of having a regular bed, but I still liked having fur blankets at the very least.

    When my hair was dried enough for my liking, I began the process of braiding my hair once more. It always took a rather long time, especially when all I had was my fingers to pick apart the larger knots. I would have to see about getting new supplies when possible.

    Which is to say Andre took a long time coming back out, not coming out till I was completely down with my hair and I was debating if I wanted to put the clothes back on yet.

    “That was a bit mean, don’t you think?” He said this with his arms crossed, with a towel wrapped around his waist. I did notice that it looked like his manhood had calmed down.

    “Take a cold shower after all?” I laughed, but Andre did not look amused, I shrugged “There has to be consequences to what you picked, if I recall you’d have preferred not even looking at me naked. Now, do you have some clothes I can borrow?”