Absolution

FOUR

Lexie

Shit! Too close to the truth.

Being around him makes her drop her defences, she feels safe around him. It doesn't make sense. There's still something deadly about him. The way his hand felt against the small of her back and the way his eyes seemed to darken when he caught her staring at his lips. I'm in trouble. Surely this is just a physical attraction between them. Maybe, just maybe one night of passion will be enough to tame the fire she feels building within her. She needed to change the subject and quickly.

"I don't like crowds either."

She offers instead of the truth. She grabbed another big gulp of liquid courage. Maybe it's the alcohol making her cheeks go red and not the thought of his lips moving against hers. He smirks seductively.

"Something we have in common then."

She let out a silent sigh of relief, thankful that he accepted that answer and change of course.

"I suppose so."

Drink guy appears out of nowhere and refills their glasses. I need to slow down. She turns her attention to where the party is in full swing. So many laughing faces in the crowd. She smiles.

Suddenly, he straightens, startling her. He offers his hand and smiles mischievously .

"Lets get out of here then."

How'd he get next to her so quickly? Is she that relaxed around him? Maybe its the thrill?

Right in front of her is his chest. The top few buttons of his shirt were open, allowing her a little peek inside. From the little she could see his muscles were hard, really hard and begging to be touched. He is so close she can smell him. Sandalwood and something else, she can't quite put her finger on. Maybe it's just him, his natural musk. She breathes him in deeply. The combination of his scent and the small glimpse of his pecs is enough to deepen the ache low in her pelvis. She swallows and looks up into his dark eyes.

"Okay", she replies as she puts her hand in his. It seems a perfect fit. Fingers intertwined, she follows him. Allowing him to pull her along. They keep on the outskirts of the party and make their way to the back of the house. Right in the middle there's a small room that has an elevator attached to it.

"An elevator?" He smirks as he presses the button to call the elevator down. "My grandfather built this house for my grandmother. She loved the view from the fourth floor and as she got older he worried about her safety, so he installed the elevator so she could still go upstairs and enjoy the view."

Her heart warmed at his story. If only my family were like his, things would have been different. The ride up to the fourth floor was quick, but being confined in such a small space with him and still holding his strong hand was only increasing her need for him. He takes up so much space. Jesus, she barely knows this guy and she is beyond ready to jump him. Who am I kidding? That's exactly what I plan on doing. Any woman in her right mind would.

The elevator comes to a stop and dings as the doors slide open. They step out and she finds herself in a beautiful, large living area with floor to ceiling windows. It's so sleek and modern and not at all what she was expecting after him telling her about his grandparents. What were you expecting? Doilies?

She lets go of his hand and slowly steps into his space and walks around the couches towards the windows. Below her, her view is filled with fairy lights. The sounds of laughter drifts up like music to her heart. This place seems so warm and full of love and family. She strangely feels at peace here. I haven't felt this since...since my initiation. A sad sigh escaped her lips.

Lexie feels the heat radiating from his body as he steps up closer behind her. He rubs his hands up and down her arms while he sincerely asks,

"Hey Lex, you ok?"

She smiles, looking out the window.

"I was just thinking about the overwhelming feeling of love and family you have here. Its so beautiful, so serene."

He doesn't say a word. He doesn't need to. He steps even closer. She could feel his chest against her back. One of his hands found its resting place on her hip and the other was moving her hair off her neck. She could feel his breath on her skin, then his nose against her hair. With him so close, she couldn't help but hold her breath. His proximity is paralysing and she allows herself to relax back into him. The hand on her hip moves around her waist and pulls her closer to him as his fingers run from her ear down to the base of her neck.

Her body has a mind of its own now. All thought and reason had left her. Its only here and now, this moment. She instinctively pushes her ass back into him, needing to feel if he is affected by her as much as she is by him. As she pushes, she feels him harden against her even more and releases the air she was holding captive in her lungs.

He drops his lips to her neck and a small moan escapes her lips. He kisses her neck tantalisingly slow, following the trail that his fingers left before. His lips are scorching her skin. The heat is unbearable. I want more. Her hand drops onto his arm around her waist and she can feel the corded muscles of his forearm underneath the shirt. Her other hand needs to touch his hair, rake her fingers through it. She feels the stubble along his jaw and moves her hand up, gripping his hair and trying to pull him closer.

His turn to groan and with that sweet noise filling her ear, his lips and body left her. Lexie's body instantly protests from the sudden lack of contact and heat he provided.

"Easy bunny. If you're not careful, I'll take you right here"

He says with the sexiest husky voice she's ever heard.

James

Holy f**k. She smells even better than in his dreams and her skin, he could spend hours just tasting her. The second she pushed her ass against his lower half, his c**k jumped to attention. He thought he was hard, but the feel of her ass cheeks made him even harder than he thought possible. Her hands pulled at him. She's dangerous and he doesn't give a f**k right now. He had to pull back though. He was going to strip her and have her right there for the world to see. The wolf is catching his prey.

He needed her to give him a signal. He needed her to give him the go ahead. f**k, he started kissing her neck. I wonder where those scars came from? When he saw her vulnerable face and eyes filled with sadness reflected in the window, he instinctively needed to make her feel better. Kiss away the memory that was causing her pain. If she'll let him. Say yes bunny.

She turns around and steps towards him. Her eyes darker. Those once lightly pink cheeks are now even pinker. His c**k is painfully straining against his slacks as she looks him up and down. Her stare lingered on his growing bulge. She rests her palm on his chest. James is sure she can feel his heart pounding a million miles an hour. What is she doing to me? He's never had an attraction this strong to a woman before, never mind strong enough to stop and hand her control. He is the Alpha, he is in control, always, he has to be.

He knows she wants this as much as he does. Her body is practically throwing itself in front of him, but something within him wants to make sure this is what she really wants. If she changes her mind, he'll let her go. She's more than just a f**k.

She lifts herself onto the tips of her toes and tilts her head up. She's biting that bottom lip again. Her eyes move from his down to his lips. "Kiss me"

It's an almost breathless demand and he complies. He moves his lips against hers, slow and deep. Raking his tongue over that bottom lip, begging her to open up to him. When she finally lets him pass, he invades without question, without doubt. Together their tongues find a rhythm. Her hands are in his hair again, pulling, begging for more. He slides his hands from her back down to where he's been aching to touch, her behind. Pushing her hips against his groin, making sure she feels exactly what she's doing to him.

At this moment, she's his oxygen. His reason for living. Mate. Mine. Now.

She pulls her lips away. Panting heavily. Cheeks flush with a beautiful shade of red. "Take me"

Just like that, she hands control back. She said yes. He takes her hand and leads her to his bedroom. He opens the door and lets her in first. She stops and once again looks around, taking everything in. With anyone else he would have felt extremely uncomfortable, but not with her. Besides, now he has her exactly where he wants her. He steps up to her once again and reaches for the zipper, slowly pulling it down, revealing her soft skin. Pushing the dress off her shoulders and letting it fall on the ground.

He softly groans in appreciation of the sight before him. She tries to turn around but he keeps her still. He runs his fingers from her shoulders and down her back, slowly touching the few scars she has. She's known pain. He fights the urge to growl. Protect her. His hands eventually find their prize, they caress and squeeze her ass in reverence. Goosebumps appear everywhere.

She tries to turn around again. This time he doesn't stop her. She goes to work on his shirt, not wasting time pulling the material off of him. Once off, her hands roam his chest. Taking her time to trace his pecs. She moves to his abdomen and he freezes. He doesn't want to scare her away. His heart was racing. Confidently, she moves lower and removes his slacks. He lifts her up and instinctively her legs wrap around his waist. He carries her to his bed and gently places her down.

Everything within him is screaming to take her hard and fast, but if he only has one night with her, he wants to appreciate all of her. Savour her. He removes her bra and throws it to the side. She arches her back, seemingly begging for him to touch her, and a beautiful blush starts taking over her chest. Her n*****s are already hard.

"You are so beautiful" He leans down and takes an erect bud in his mouth, while massaging the other with his hand, pinching and pulling. Her breasts were made for his hand. He sucks and nibbles until she squirms. Her groans only make him hungrier. He moves his mouth up to hers. I need to taste her again. As his mouth comes crashing down onto hers, he manages to capture a moan. Slowly moving his hand down, he finds her mound and starts moving his fingers down over the wet, thin material.

"f**k Lex. You're soaked." Her hips lift, trying to coax a faster rhythm from him.

"Please James" She breathlessly begs.

He lifts his head staring at her as his fingers move under the miserable excuse for underwear. She maintains eye contact and the second his fingers touch her, her head rolls back and eyes shut. She's slick and ready for him. He works his fingers up and down her slit, teasing, pulling more delectable sounds from her.

I need to taste more of her. He moves down her body, tasting her as he goes. Reaching his destination, he slips both thumbs on either side of her hips under the thin straps holding the piece of triangle cloth in its place. He puts his nose against her and takes a deep breath in. The scent of vanilla and jasmine mixed with her arousal nearly incapacitates him. Her blush deepens when she realises what he was doing. He breaks the thin straps and the material falls away, revealing her glistening swollen lips.

He spreads her legs even more, wanting to expose all of her. His mouth falls to her c**t and he starts assaulting the sensitive bud.

Her fingers thread themselves into his hair, holding on tighter especially once he slowly starts to slip two fingers in and out of her. Immediately, her soft walls clamp down on them. Her body is begging for its release. Her thighs started to tremble. She's close to coming and if he's not careful he'll fall with her. f**k, that's a first.

"That's it bunny. Come for me."

With that permission, she lets go and releases a string of beautiful sounds mixed with his name.

"James"

He needs to hear it all again.

As he moves away from her, he places another soft kiss on her sensitive c**t. He removes his boxers and slides on a condom. She looks at him with an expression that grips his heart tightly.

Mate. Mine. Now.

He positions himself at her entrance and pushes in slowly. He stops halfway, letting her adjust to him.

"Let me in Lex"

He demands. Why do I feel like I've just asked her for more? Before he can give it anymore thought, she relaxes and he pushes all of him into her. They are a perfect fit. With every thrust those invading words from before become his mantra as he slides in and out of her. Mate. Mine. Mate. Mine.

Together they move as one. She is everything. Her nails are in his back. Her legs have trapped him against her, the heels of her shoes pushing into his backside, begging for all of him. That's exactly what he gave her at that moment. All that he has. She starts panting his name like it's all that matters, like it's her lifeline. Moving faster, the tension builds. The desire to mark her as his is almost overwhelming, but he can't. It's one night only.

"James, I'm going to come."

"Not yet, Lex. Hold on, bunny"

He needed to reach a climax with her. She looked him in the eye, waiting for that perfect moment to let go. Her warm brown eyes filling a hole in his heart he never knew he had. She's the missing puzzle piece he didn't know he was searching for.

Mate. "Lex"

With that strain of her name, they both come crashing down. Riding out the wave of pleasure. For a moment, neither one of them moved. Reluctantly, he pulls out of her, rolls over and gets rid of the condom. He could hear the thud of shoes falling to the ground.

Effortlessly she moves next to his side, draping herself over him. Like she was made to fit there and that it was the most natural thing in the world. Neither one of them speaks. The silence is comfortable. He just wants to lie there in this moment and savour the feeling of Lexie in his arms. Her breathing slows and with a small satisfied sigh the angel next to him falls asleep.