Under the Blood Moon

At the hotel...

At the hotel…

Stefan

A few minutes later we walk into the lobby of the hotel, calmer but still mussed up from the roll on the forest floor. Thankfully the porter is someone I know and trust, he nods at me greeting me by name. I ask him to change my breakfast order and delay it from 7am to 10.

As we walk away, I mutter “My mother will be on the phone by 11” sighing softly at the thought of the interrogation I was in for. Red is obviously confused by this, and I explain that the hotel is Lycan managed, and that the porter is some form of distant relative. Embarrassed she wants to leave immediately.

I can’t prevent the shallow growl that leaves my lips when she voices this “No Scarlet, you aren’t going anywhere.” Sh!t that sounded way to threatening, I want to love her not kidnap her I scold my wolf.

She shudders a little but raises a wicked little smile to my face before we step into the rickety old elevator. I really need to speak to the uncle who runs this place about getting some upgrades made. Just as I decide to break the comfortable silence between us the door pings open and I walk towards my room holding her hand.

A silly smile spreads across my face as I spot the twigs decorating her curls, reaching to the back of her head I slowly draw them one by one from her hair, gently, I don’t want to ever cause even a moment of pain for her. Once they are gone, I bend and plant a soft kiss on her swollen lips before pushing the door open.

I need to tell her how this works, but how to phrase it… I lead her to the bed and her tempting lips call to me again. No Stefan I say, tell her first.

She notices my hesitancy and asks what I want to say.

I smile thoughtfully and ask her the single dumbest question that has ever crossed my lips “Scarlet, what exactly do you know about Lycans?” I immediately berate myself knowing that she hasn’t a freaking clue about anything to do with us!

Confusion and humour pass through her eyes before she replies “only what I’ve seen in the movies, you know silver bullets and the likes.”

I can’t help but snort with laughter at her response. “Oh yeah, I forget about the movies sometimes.” The laughter continues to roll through my body. “The silver thing is rubbish; I mean a bullet would kill us just the same as it kills anything else.” Nope this is just too silly my head is filled with images of B-movies. “s**t, I can’t remember the last werewolf film I watched, help me out a little here”

She reminds me of the stupid sparkly vampire chick flick and asks if they are real too. I remember asking my mother the same question as a child and reply honestly “Yeah, but they tend to keep to themselves now, which family.” I tease.

She tries to explain the storyline including the really embarrassing sh!t about imprinting. We’re in the right area though at least. I explain that it never happens before puberty, and she is shocked that it happens at all.

I reply softly but seriously “We don’t call it imprinting though, it’s just like, well it’s like falling in love. Wolves mate for life Scarlet, once we find our mate we’re theirs forever more”

She swallows deeply her breath shallow and nervous before asking what we were. I see that she is prepared to be told this was a one-night kind of thing and that breaks my heart. “You’re mine Scarlet.” Sadness overwhelms mine as I imagine her noping out of the room as I say this “From the minute I saw you, I knew there would never be anyone else. But if you don’t feel the same, we should stop before the feeling gets worse for me.”

I just can’t bring myself to look up as I tell her this, seeing rejection in her eyes will kill me, after a moment of silence I simply have to peak though, the anxiety of that pause is worse than anything I have ever experienced! As I raise my face a little, I spot her flying towards me, “Oh Stefan” she cries “forever” before her lips meet mine and I am lost in her once more.

Our clothes are quickly lost to the floor as we grapple with each other in a deep possessive kiss. Her n****e perks up for attention the minute I strip her bra, turning into tny nubs of please as she presses closer to me, I lift her to catch them between my teeth, nipping them before sucking the sweet flesh, my fingers cup her beautiful behind as I carry her to the bed, her hips grinding against me. I can feel her body’s reaction to the attention as my fingers knead closer to her core. Lifting my head I release her n****e clashing my lips against hers again as I reach the bed and lower her onto the covers.

Her prone body takes my breath away as I stand over her, c0ck twitching in anticipation of plunging into her hot wet p***y. “Scarlet, you’re beautiful, so f!cking beautiful” I bend again to nibble her sweet n****e again, my hands taking in the rest of her body. As I explore her further her back arches against me in pleasure begging for more. Who am I to say no to this luscious woman in my arms?

Taking a firm hold of her knees I draw them apart, sinking to my knees ready to worship her I bury my face between her legs taking in the scent of her arousal. Teasing her with my tongue I run the tip from the pulsing entrance to the tiny quivering c******s at the hood, she tastes like heaven. Plunging my tongue in and out of her, her readiness is apparent but not enough, I open my eyes to see her arching against me, her hips frozen in anticipation at my pause, fingers intertwined in my hair she pulls me into her. I shift slightly moving up to that tiny bundle of nerves that will see her fall apart around me, I graze it softly between my teeth before drawing it into my mouth sucking softly and rhythmically, her soft moans drawing me on further.

As she gets closer her legs come up around my ears trapping my head fighting against the coming pleasure, I firmly push them back towards the bed increasing the pressure against her, speeding the attention up a little, revelling in the moans that are growing louder, more encouraging. She lifts a hand from my hair, reaching to grab at my shoulder as I slip a finger deep inside her pumping against those tight punishing walls, she screams my name as she cums long and hard, her sweet juices coating my face and hand.

Placing butterfly kisses over her swollen and tender vulva I let her body calm before I lift myself between her legs, positioning myself at her entrance before dipping down to engulf her in a deep kiss. Breaking for a moment I ask if she’s ready, her eyes not quite open she nods pulling my hips with her legs wrapped tightly around me.

Taking a deep breath I push slowly into her, the orgasm having provided all the lubricant we need I slowly slip deep inside her, letting her take her time to adjust to the size of my c!ck. Whispering encouragement as she slowly takes me into her, her body stretching around me, her breath a little shallow and pensive as we become one.

I am cautious and rock slowly within her, my hands in tight balls at her shoulders as I fight against the need to thrust deep into her most perfect p***y. She was literally made for me, her body was tight against me, fitting perfectly, each tiny tremor and pulsation sending thrills of passion and pleasure through my agonised frame.

As I fill her completely, she loses herself to a second orgasm as powerful as the first, I am left gasping against the need to fill her with my own orgasm, when she pulls me with her interlocked ankles, and I lose all control and collapse satisfied into her chest.

Moments pass as I catch my breath, her heart beating a tattoo under my ear. I raise on my elbows planting a long hard kiss on her panting mouth. “Ready for round two?” She grins widely responding “I thought you’d never ask”