Under the Blood Moon

Going back to my hotel

Going back to my hotel

Scarlet

Stefan must see my sudden drop as he flies still naked into the bushes crying out my name. I wave my hand momentarily speechless trying to let him know I’m ok. His concern pours from his face as he gets closer, grabbing me by the shoulders he lifts me ready to try and wake me, when he sees the exhausted smile on my face. ‘I’m ok Stefan, just a little tired’

Absolute relief washes over his face, which is quickly replaced by something deeper and darker. He bends towards me, pressing his lips against mine, his nude torso pressing against my prone body. My breath is immediately gone along with the cold earth that was pressing into my back. His touch ignites every nerve under my skin, every inch of me screams to be touched, to possess him. I pull him closer, winding my tongue around his own. His hands slip down my back to cradle my hips before grabbing my ass, pulling me against him. His c**k swells immediately at my touch, pulsing hot and impossibly hard against my pelvis. “Now?” he growls. “Now!” I whimper against his chest “oh my god now!”

He pulls away slightly to check that I actually want him, for me to dig my fingernails into his shoulders pulling him back. “Now!” I growl.

He slips his hand between my legs, all tentativeness gone, his thumb slides over my c**t, slick with anticipation I groan against the pressure. My hips buck against him pushing his thumb into deeper pressure against the swollen nub. He breathes deeply, holding himself back from immediately plunging his full length into my wet p***y. Slipping a finger towards my entrance he holds the pressure of his thumb sending jolts of pleasure through my entire body. The tip of the finger meets a little resistance as he moves to enter me before a new spasm of pleasure drives me down to swallow it. The unfamiliar sensation of his foreign fingers against the virgin walls of my v****a is breathtaking, I’m slick with my own juices and he meets no further resistance as I move against his penetration. Moments of his slow and tentative movements tip me into a white space where my heart beats in my ears before everything stops in the explosion of sensation. My body arched against his, as his lips capture my n****e, he holds me tightly riding through the orgasm racking through my body.

When I was still and gasping for breath, he whispered in my ear “My hotel is five minutes from here, shall we go and finish this there?”

The idea of moving away from his arms almost brings me to tears before I feel the sharp prickle of the branches we have flattened in our haste; I look into his piercing blue eyes and nod.

Ten minutes later we are walking through the lobby at an out-of-town hotel, a small boutique style inn that I’ve never been near before, I am grateful not to recognise the night porter sat behind the desk. “Mr Fenrir” he nods.

“Can you change my breakfast order for two?” Stefan asks.

“Still at 7?” The porter checks.

“Urm no, let’s make it 10 shall we, it’s late after all” Stefan replies before taking my hand and leading me to the lift. “My mother’s going to be on the phone by 11.” He sighs as the lift doors shut.

“Your mother?” I ask.

“Oh yeah this is a Lycan Hotel, the porter out there is a second cousin twice removed or something.” he says nonchalantly.

“Maybe I shouldn’t stay?”

He glares at me shaking his head “No Scarlet, you aren’t going anywhere” his serious face makes me shudder a little.

The lift is old and slow, Stefan’s hand moves in small circles on my lower back as we sit to reach his floor. The moments stretch as we stand looking at the door. Stefan turns to me opening his mouth to talk when the door opens with a brief ping. He stops and takes my head leading me down the corridor. As we reach the door, I rest my back against the wall as he takes out the room key. The door open he turns and catches me against the wall, “you have a twig in your hair” he whispers, reaching into the curls and drawing out the small stick, he bends a little closer pressing his lips to mine. The light kiss breaks quickly as he pushes the door open behind me.

I turn awkwardly in his arms to walk into the room, his arm captures my waist, refusing to break his contact with me. Again it feels like he wants to say something. The anxiety of waiting for his words builds into a lump in my throat.

As we reach the bed, he bends to kiss me again stopping just before our lips touch.

“Stefan what do you want to say?”

He smiles at me, his straight white teeth glimmering between his red lips, the smile doesn’t reach his eyes though, a shadow of sadness passing over their icy blue depths. “Scarlet” he starts hesitantly “What exactly do you know about Lycans?

I’m taken aback by the question, up until 24 hours ago I thought they were a Hollywood creation. Not wanting the silence to drag too far I reply “only what I’ve seen in the movies, you know silver bullets and the likes”

“Oh” he laughs “I forget about the movies sometimes” he shakes his head slightly the chuckle ruffling through his body. “The silver thing is rubbish; I mean a bullet would kill us just the same as it kills anything else.”

I’m not sure quite what to do with this information, he was so very serious only moments ago and now he’s roll on the floor laughing at the idea of being shot. “s**t” he exclaims “I can’t remember the last werewolf film I watched, help me out a little here”

“Urm there was that one about the vampire family, are vampires real too?” I respond quickly and a little too eagerly.

“Yeah, but they tend to keep to themselves now, which family?” He seems genuinely interested now. “Urm they were teenagers in America I think, I only watched it cos my little brother wanted to see it, the town they lived in had Native American werewolves. Really big strong wolves, they could talk in their heads when they were shifted” I start to laugh as I remember the silliest part of the plot “The lead wolf boy imprinted on a baby girl, said they were fated or something” I snort and cover my mouth with embarrassment “sorry… it was just so silly this fully grown man being positive that this baby was his fated partner”

His face becomes serious again. Oh no have I offended him somehow.

“Yeah” he said “imprinting on a baby is stupid you’re right, it really never happens before puberty kicks in”

“What!” I shout, before again covering my mouth in embarrassment, “the imprinting thing is real!”

He nods firmly “Yeah we don’t call it imprinting though, it’s just like, well it’s like falling in love” he swallows deeply before continuing “Wolves mate for life Scarlet, once we find our mate we’re theirs forever more” His eyes dip to the floor as he says the final words.

“Oh” I breath “Oh right” I breath a little deeper “So this would be what?”

“You’re mine Scarlet” he almost whimpers, there’s pain in his voice as he says the words, is this really that bad a thing to him?

“From the minute I saw you, I knew there would never be anyone else” his voice is low, he still hasn’t met my eyes “But if you don’t feel the same we should stop before the feeling gets worse for me.

“Oh Stefan” I cry as a lunge forward into his arms, “forever” I whisper as I push my lips against his.

Stefan

She’s collapsed, oh sh!t she’s collapsed! I run as fast as possible to her side, I shift as I reach her crying out her name, my stomach in knots of tension and worry as I reach her. She has shifted back and is laid out on the forest floor panting. Her eyes meet mine as I reach to lift her ‘I’m ok Stefan, just a little tired’.

I can breathe again, her smile immediately lightens my heart, her nudity however, send my pulse raising. My breathing grows shallow as I take in her beautiful body, curves in all the right places. She doesn’t bat an eyelid at my appreciative gaze her eye’s never leaving my own. Her arousal flushes her face and I am overwhelmed by the need to kiss her, to hold her, to make her mine.

Bending over her I capture her lips with my own, pushing against them with my tongue I hungrily devour her mouth, pressing my body against hers I feel my excitement push against her, pulsing against her pelvis with need. I may embarrass myself here, I’ve never been a one pump wonder, but this girl drives me wild with the bat of her eyelashes. Having her naked body pressed so tightly against me is just too much. My wolf leaps forward at my distraction growling “Now” I manage to take back a little control and turn it into a question, I do not want to force my beauty into anything.

She buries her face in my chest hiding her blush “Now! Oh my god now!”

My heart leaps but I need to be sure, pulling back a little I look at her burning face for a moment. “Now!” she growls her fingernails digging into my chest.

My control is lost as I dip my hand to her sweet p***y, my thumb immediately finding her swollen bud, rocking it slowly I slip a finger into her depths, the fight to refrain from taking her immediately is too much and I shudder as I slip inside her. She immediately bucks against me, her body growing wetter and hotter against my intrusion.

Watching her come undone beneath my drives me further and I bend to take a n****e in my mouth rolling my tongue over and around it sucking slowly I feel her movements become less controlled as she moans my name into the darkness. Her orgasm rides through her body pulsing around my finger, her body shakes before her release, and I have to breath slow and hard not to c*m over her exposed stomach.

She slowly stills underneath me, her eyes fluttering open into my own. I suggest heading back to my room only 5 minutes from our current position and she nods.