Blood and Silver: First Bite

Alone time

Mr Tate and Hannah didn’t leave until nightfall, when Laura was home from her shift and started busying herself around the kitchen, asking Abigail to help with setting the table and washing the dishes as she cooked.

Jackson also found himself drying the dishes and helping to chop up vegetables. He was frustrated. All he wanted was to get Abigail alone and explore her. I’d she had been born into a pack, this would have been no issue. She would have been handed over to him the minute they declared their mate bond, and they would have. No holds barred relationship. Unfortunately for him, she was raised in the human world and there were strange, human courting rituals he had to abide by. He had to be respectful of her mother and not give in to his animalistic desires on a whim. The lack of intimacy was physically hurting him, and the odd peck on the cheek or hand holding was simply not enough to satiate his desires.

After dinner he excused himself, to Abigail’s dismay. She had hoped that he would join her and her mother to watch a movie, where she could snuggle up to him without any judgement. She too, desired his touch, but because she was not full wolf, the desire was not overwhelming at could be satiated with a simple touch.

She looked at him longingly, but he just said that he had an early morning, kissed her forehead and went to bed.

Abigail started watching a movie, but her mind was elsewhere. She had never been in a relationship before, and was scared that she may have done something to upset Jackson. About midway through the movie, she put on a show of yawning and told Laura that it had been a long day and she was tired. She said her good night, went for a shower and climbed into bed. She couldn’t sleep, worrying about Jackson in the next room and how he must be tired of her being so young and inexperienced in love, and wistfully wished that she’d been better at being his mate.

She heard her mother going to bed, and after about half an hour, snuck quietly out of her room. She put her ear to Laura’s door, and could hear that she was asleep from her deep, slow breathing.

Abigail tiptoed over to Jackson’s door. She wasn’t sure if she should knock or just sneak in, but after a moments hesitation decided on the latter. She gently pulled down the handle and was relieved to find that the door was not locked.

The room was dark, apart from the shimmering blue glow of the moonlight creeping between a crack in the curtains, growing larger and smaller as the wind gently blew through the curtains. She lightly closed the door behind her, and tiptoed over to the bed. She concentrated on the room, and found that her wolf vision kicked in, allowing her to quickly adjust her eyes to the dark and see first shapes and shadows, and then definition in the shadows.

She looked at the bed and was shocked to see that Jackson was not in it.

‘Are you looking for me, little wolf?’ Said a sultry voice from the corner.

She whipped around so see Jackson sprawled in the chair in the corner, completely naked with his c**k in his hand, his eyes glinting devilishly as he looked at her.

‘Oh, oh, I’m so sorry!’ Abigail fumbled, not knowing where to look or where to turn.

Jackson chuckled at her reaction.

‘I was just thinking about you, but having you here in the flesh is even better. Tell me, to what do I owe the pleasure?’ He asked.

To be honest, Abigail wasn’t sure why she snuck into his room. She felt like a voice inside her was telling her to go to him, but she was unsure of the reason why. All she knew was that she hadn’t wanted to argue with the voice.

‘I… I don’t know. I just, um, I guess I just wanted to see you and make sure you’re not mad at me? I don’t know how to do this girlfriend, I mean mate, thing. I think I did something wrong?’ She said desperately.

Jackson looked at her, a cheeky smile forming on his face.

‘You’ve done nothing wrong my sweet princess,’ he said. ‘I just want you alone. And as you can see, I’ve had to take matters into my own hands.’ He said, slowly raising and lowering his hand over his massive c**k, while maintaining perfect eye contact with her.

Abigail blushed, and wondered immediately if he could tell in the dark. She was feeling aroused seeing him naked, and she felt the familiar flutters return to her stomach, although this time they spread and she felt a rush of warmth to her intimate folds, as they throbbed and pulsated to the rapid beat of her heart.

She felt a pool of moisture forming at her entrance, something that felt unfamiliar, but yet filled her with tingles of excitement. Jackson grinned, sensing her arousal.

‘Oh baby,’ he moaned, breathlessly. ‘I need you close to me!’

Abigail obliged him, and made her way over to where he was sitting. She straddled his lap, he chair cascading all around him and lightly brushing against his chest. The feeling of his skin was sublime, and she felt pure ecstasy; the look on his face told her he was feeling the same thing.

Her silk pyjama shorts rubbed against the gleaming head of his erect member, and it aroused him further, to the point where his head was wet and glistening with pre-c*m. He thrust against her, desperately wanting to enter her and feel her warmth enveloping him. She kissed him passionately, and they both moaned quietly into each-other’s mouths.

He cupped her round, firm ass in his hand, and attempted to pull her shorts to the side so that he could access her entrance, but she froze.

‘What’s wrong baby?’ He asked, worried.

‘My mom is down the hall, what if she wakes up?’ Abigail replied.

Jackson gently tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

‘We can be quiet.’ He said. ‘I’ll go slow.’

Abigail still had a look of concern on her face.

‘Tell me what’s really going on, my love.’ He said, and the words set her heart beating more rapidly. ‘You can tell me anything, I’m your mate. Nothing will change how I feel about you!’

Abigail filled and whispered out the words.

‘I’m a virgin,’ she confessed. ‘And I don’t think I’m ready yet.’

Jackson smiled and cupped her face in his hands.

‘This is enough for me for now.’ He said. ‘I will go at your pace, and only do what is comfortable for you. As long as I get to touch you more, it hurts not being able to hold you!’ He said, making Abigail giggle.

‘Thank you.’ She said softly. ‘I better get back to bed.’ She kissed him one last time, letting her tongue slip between her lips and gently licking his.

Jackson watched as she sauntered out of the room, her bum cheeks peeking out from under the shorts and filling Jackson with all kinds of glee.

‘I guess I’ll have to finish this myself.’ He chuckled to himself, but feeling great pride in the fact that his mate was a virgin, and even more so that he, himself, had also saved himself for her.