Under the Blood Moon

Jane & Dom

Jane and Dom

Scarlet

The sky is dark when I open my eyes, Stefan is gently stroking the hair from my forehead, “Wake up sleeping beauty” he croons.

As my eyes flutter open, I take in the surroundings, we’re surrounded by trees, a cottage like building is ahead of us in the clearing, mum and Andy are snoring softly in the back seat.

“Where are we Stefan?” I murmur.

“A little bed and breakfast that my family uses” he smiles broadly, his eyes are tired, and I am really glad that he took my suggestion of a break in the journey.

“It’s beautiful” I gasp as I stand and take the view in properly, the whole setting looks like it has slid from the pages of a storybook. I wrap my hands around his waist “Thank you” I whisper into his chest.

He strokes my hair, looking down at my upturned face. “Anything for you.” He places a quick kiss on my nose before popping his head back into the car and waking mum and Andy.

We grab our bags from the boot and head towards the dark blue door, Andy is stretching out his long limbs while yawning, “Will they have food?” he asks Stefan.

“Sure” Stefan replies “Jane and Dom are the best; they’ve been waiting for us for a couple of hours now.”

Stefan pushes the door open announcing to Jane and Dom that we had arrived.

“Stefan, baby boy! Look at you!” a sing song voice cries as an impossibly glamorous blonde runs down the stairs, she stands at around 5”3 in her skyscraper heels, an impeccably smooth blue silk blouse rounds her voluptuous curves dipping into a pair of figure-hugging black trousers. She tip-toes to wrap her arms around Stefan’s neck squeezing him in a bear hug.

Stefan laughs and picks her up “Uncle Dom, come and get your wife before she strangles me!” she squeezes his cheeks and wriggles to be put down.

“How’s my grump of a sister?” she asks as he deposits her at the foot of the stairs.

“Mum is good” he replies. The building jealousy drains out of my head as I listen to the two chat about the family, this tiny woman is really funny.

Stefan turns and pulls me forward, “Aunty Jane, meet Red, sorry Scarlet.” Jane immediately pulls me into her arms squeezing tight.

“I’m so happy to meet you Scarlet!” she squeals. I reply softly that I am too, my breath being slowly pushed out of my lungs by the unbelievable strength of the bear hug.

“Aunty Jane!” Stephan cries spotting my reddening cheeks “She’s not used to wolf strength yet!” he reaches over scooping me into his arms protectively before turning to Ann and Andy.

“Anne, Andy meet Jane and Dom, my Aunt and Uncle” I notice at this point the bear of a man stood in the doorway his chest rumbling with laughter.

“Good to meet you all” his voice booms into the hallway as he steps forward. “Jane, put them down and come set the table!” The little blonde blushes bright red before rushing into the room behind her husband, swatting his rear with her manicured fingers as she passes.

“You know where you’re all sleeping Stefan, I’ll leave you to it” Dom nods before chasing his giggling wife into the kitchen.

Stefan has settled Mum and Andy into their rooms, pointing out a few important areas, the bathrooms, where to grab a hot drink, towels and dressing gowns. Closing Andy’s door he takes my hand and leads my further along the hall to our room.

The door is painted white with tiny pink flowers etched around the frame; someone has spent hours on this one door! As Stefan’s large hand pushes the handle down, I find myself holding my breath. This last few days has been one surprise after another, what wonders will I find in this room?

A large four poster bed scattered with plump throw pillows and an exquisitely embroidered bedspread sits in the centre of the large room. There’s very little else in there. A pair of soft looking armchairs sit around a fireplace. The curtains are pulled against the night.

Stefan scoops our bags into one of the two doors leading from the sleeping area, announcing that this is the wardrobe, he pints at the second door letting me know the bathroom is through there.

I immediately head that way; I can feel the remnants of sleep in my eyes and know that my hair must resemble a bird’s nest right now!

The bathroom is as spacious and minimalist as the bedroom, a large tub sits in the centre, with a shower cubicle tucked into a corner, Jack and Jill sinks are framed by a huge gilt mirror. I head to them taking in my smiling but tired face in the reflective glass.

Running warm water over my hands I splash it against my face before running my damp hands through my hair to calm the curls. I take the softest white towel from the towel rail and dry my face and hands. Will I have time for a bath in that beautiful tub I wonder as I look around once more before joining Stefan in the bedroom.

He is laying across the bed, his eyes closed, arms splayed across the plump mattress.

I crawl next to him, my body sinking into the bedding, until I am stretched out alongside him. Reaching my arms across his chest I kiss him softly, not wanting to wake him.

His hands are tangled in my hair before my lips break free from his, he pulls me in closely pressing his lips against my own. I gasp with shock and he takes the opportunity to deepen the kiss. I feel tiny electric shocks jumping across my scalp, running down my back and pooling between my legs.

“Temptress” he growls as I lift myself up and straddle him.

I smile widely at him as I grind my hips against him “Always” I moan feeling him growing against my damp panties.

His hands move to my hips pulling me further into him. The roughness of his denim jeans rubs against the inconsequential fabric of my underwear, I feel my breath catch in my throat as I slide my hands down his chest to unbuckle his belt and fly.

Releasing his length into my hand I feel the tension flow out of his body. I run my fingertips along his hard member, delighting in the pulsations running through him.

Using my spare hand I slip my panties to one side, raise my hips up before capturing the head of his ready c**k and sliding down and swallowing the length with my aching p***y. As he fills me and my buttocks settle against his thighs my body shudders with an unexpected orgasm, my eyes fly wide open and I use every ounce of self-control I have to grind slowly against him, lifting my ass in the air I hover holding his throbbing c**k just inside as my juices flow over him.

I slowly take him into me again, feeling him gasp with every tiny movement, watching his reactions I bite my lower lip. There is nothing about this man that I don’t love.

The teasing movements are driving us both insane, I can feel the pressure beginning to build again, and can’t stop myself anymore, I speed up my movements, riding him with absolute abandon. Stefan reaches up to take my face in his hands pulling me down into a deep passionate kiss. As his tongue meets mine, I feel the pressure release, sweeping me with it as my body gives in to the pleasure radiating out from the thick, hard member pulsating deep inside of me.

Stefan’s hand trace down my tingling back to grasp my buttocks as he releases, his head thrown back, he calls out my name, before relaxing back against the sheets.