Blood and Silver: First Bite

Mine

Abigail finished up her bath, and as she was getting out, Jackson removed his shirt and started to unbuckle his belt.

‘What are you doing?’ She whispered timidly.

‘I was running around in the forest today, I need a wash before I get into bed!’ He chuckled.

‘My mom is right next door!’ She said, whispering scoldingly.

Jackson shook his head and chuckled to himself. Abigail was so prudish about nudity, it must have been her human upbringing. Shifters had no such qualms about being naked, as they regularly stripped down in from of each other in order to shift into their wolf forms. Being nervous to strip naked in front of each other would result in a lot of ruined clothes.

‘Why are you so scared of nudity?’ He asked.

Abigail thought his question was a joke, but saw the seriousness on his face and realised that it was a genuine question.

‘It’s just, it’s not proper.’ She replied. ‘It’s s****l and if my mom walked in it would be all kinds of awkward.

Jackson c****d his head to the side.

‘How do you expect to shift if you won’t get naked in front of me? Are you just going to shred your clothes?’ He asked.

Abigail hadn’t thought of that. ‘I don’t know,’ She replied. ‘But I’m going to bed now so you can bath in peace.’

Jackson sighed and continued to undress, while Abigail left, closing the door behind her.

He washed up, confused by the sheer number of choices relating to hair, body and face, and eventually settled on washing his entire body with the soap that smelt the least like caramel and bubblegum.

He dried himself off and wrapped the towel around his waist, and left the bathroom. He was surprised to see that Abigail’s bedroom door was still open, and her light was still on.

He wandered closer, and saw Abigail sitting on the edge of the bed, still wrapped in a towel.

‘Come in,’ she said to Jackson. ‘And close the door behind you.’

Jackson obliged, and stood with his back to the door, wondering what was going on.

Abigail stood up, loosing the towel as she did so, and letting the towel fall to the ground. Jackson stated at her beautiful, naked body, and noticed her body trembling.

He moved closer to her and gently touched her shoulders, running his hands down the back of her arms and cupping her elbows gently.

‘Why are you scared?’ He asked.

‘I’ve never let a man see my naked before.’ She muttered softly.

‘I won’t hurt you. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. But you are so beautiful and it’s making things hard for me.’ He glanced down, motioning to the bulge that had formed in the towel.

Abigail ran her fingers down his chest and to the point where his towel was fastened, and tenderly untucked the towel, so that it, too, fell to the ground.

His massive member sprung up, no longer confined by the towel, and Abigail gasped at the sheer size of it. Jackson immediately lunged forward, plunging his tongue into her mouth and zealously kissed her, while running his hands back up her arms and cupping her face. His right hand slowly travelled down to her breast, and he gave it a rough squeeze, to the rhythm of his kisses and the subconscious thrusting of his body against hers.

Abigail moaned into his mouth, and Jackson found himself moving his hand lower still, until he found her warm, wet core. He started to run his fingers between the folds, before discovering her little pink pearl, which he rubbed in small, circular motions. Abigail felt as if her soul was leaving her body, it felt so good and she had never experience anything like this before. She had never even m*********d, so he body was completely untouched, yet Jackson seemed to know her body better than she herself did, and just want to do to make her purr.

He slowly inserted one finger into her entrance, thrusting in and out, and then two. Abigail stifled a moan.

‘Jackson!’ She cried out.

He paused. ‘Am I hurting you, baby?’ He asked, concerned.

‘Don’t stop!’ She said softly, her breath catching.

Jackson grinned devilishly, and placed her hand on his throbbing c**k. Abigail gasped, as he guided her fingertips around his massive girth and slid her hand up and down. His breath hitched at the feeling of her soft, warm hand around him.

He gave a fleeting thought to her mother in the next room, but what was currently happening took precedence over anything else.

Jackson gently walked Abigail to the bed. He laid her down, kissing her neck and peppering his kisses down to her breasts.

‘I want you.’ She said. ‘But I’m scared, I’ve never done this before.’

‘Me neither.’ He smiled. ‘I saved myself for my mate.’

Abigail arched her back, and Jackson gently pressed his tip against her entrance.

‘Be gentle with me.’ She said.

‘I promise baby.’ Jackson responded, kissing her and slowly sliding himself inside her.

Abigail gasped, let out a small whimper, and then smiled. Their bodies meshed together as one, and Abigail lifted her hips to meet Jackson’s with each thrust. She started to moan, and Jackson covered her mouth.

‘Shhh baby, we have to be quiet.’ He said breathlessly. His hand over her mouth turned her on even more, and as their hips continued to meet, their breathing quickened.

Abigail let out a muffled moan between Jackson’s fingers, and as she did, he let out a quiet but animalistic growl as they both climaxed together. As his c**k pulsated and unloaded his hot seed inside her, his mouth opened revealing his pointed canines, and he sunk his teeth into the crook between her neck and shoulder.

The feeling of his teeth in her while she orgasmed sent Abigail over the edge, and her body felt tingles and warmth spreading all the way to her fingertips. Jackson felt it too, and he couldn’t pull himself away from her.

He rested on his forearms and stared deeply into Abigail’s eyes, still inside her and taking in the moment.

‘You’re mine.’ He said, smiling blissfully at her.

‘You marked me.’ Abigail mumbled.

Jackson felt guilty, he hadn’t intended on marking her, but in the moment, their bodies felt like one, and it was an instinct he couldn’t suppress.

‘It feels good to be yours.’ Abigail smiled. ‘But I want to make you mine too.’