Watercolor Girl

14

Lev

“Lev.”

“Evie?”

“Thank you..”

“How are you in here, how are you doing this?”

“I can still reach out to you because you and Til are separate entities. I can reach either of you if you’re open to a connection.”

“I can’t.”

“You are, aren’t you?”

“But I can’t, reach into you when you’re in the background. Especially as far back as I am right now.”

“Have you tried to?” And when I thought about it I realized I never had. The connection ceased, and I searched out, I could feel the connection reaching and I could clearly place and separate Evie from Nox. Evie presented in a deep purple burgundy color while Nox presented in a shimmery silver, her connection was closed and muted but Evie’s was vibrant and almost pulsated. Just like that I was with her, sharing a hidden space I’d never believed it possible to access.

“How?”

“I don’t really know, but we’ve always been able to do it. Most don’t even realize we’re there, it’s invasive, but helpful sometimes. We used it a lot before me moved and no one was telling us anything regarding our future.”

“So I could have still reached you when you went out in the woods?”

“You could have reached either of us until we walked through the flowers. I tried to reach out but couldn’t find anyone. I couldn’t even reach Nox. All connections were severed until it wore off.”

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for either of you. I’m sorry I haven’t been.”

“I’m sorry I wasn’t letting you in.”

“Were you listening to me before we stopped??”

“No, it doesn’t work that way, I can’t read your mind or your private thoughts, specifically, but Til is aware of it. He’s made minimal contact with us while recessed.”

“When?”

“When you drove away he reached out to us. When I knew something was wrong when we came back and you weren’t telling me. He’s more forthcoming with Nox, but that only makes sense considering.”

“So you were all aware of this and no one mentioned it to me?”

“I asked Til not to. I’m sorry”.

“Why?”

“Because it didn’t feel like you wanted any of us to be different. I know that Nox concerns you and it felt like one more thing to drive you away from us and I wanted you so badly to want to be closer to us. I don’t know why we can do this. I’ve always guessed anyone could they just didn’t try.”

“No, not anyone can do this. You and Nox are different, but in incredible ways. You shouldn’t hide it, and I’m sorry I made you feel like you needed to.”

“We aren’t different, Lev.”

“You are. You are different. You are special in ways I can’t even comprehend yet.”

“No, WE aren’t different.” I paused, and it took me way too long to comprehend what she was implying.

“Evie you and Nox are… almost like a higher evolution with so much more strength and so many abilities that we don’t have or even understand. We are not the same and you do yourself a disservice to step down to our level.”

“How does the fate bonding process work? What happens when wolves mate and mark each other?”

“You create a connection between you and your mate. It’s indefinite through life.”

“What happens if an alpha fate bonds with a wolf with no major bloodlines? Or I guess maybe more obvious, what happens if a wolf fate bonds with a human?”

“Generally they share a part of their strength and the natural abilities of their wolf. Fate bonded humans have been known to develop the ability to link their mates, or to…” I finally picked up what she was putting down.

“Evie we’re mated and marked. I don’t have what you have.”

“What don’t you have that I have?” I had to think. I could apparently do this backseat linking thing.

“Have you seen Nox, Evie? She’s like, The missing link between wolf and Lycan. And I mean that in the best way.”

“So, you and I are the same but not Til and Nox?”

“Til isn’t like Nox.”

“And you weren’t like me.”

The lightbulb finally turned on.

Evie

When I woke up I was wrapped securely in Lev’s arms. And I was sore. I would like to think it was the long hard run up a mountain with air so thin I could barely breathe, but my best guess was because Nox and Til finally mated and having been made to wait much longer then typical, it was most likely frenzied and animalistic as they are. Lev and I had stayed back far enough for them to be on their own. We were both clearly lacking any small semblance of clothing and I know Lev had been fully clothed when I left the party.

“Nox.” - “Little one?” She replied innocently and sweetly in her guttural Nox rasp. - “Why do I feel like I was run over by a semi?” - “My mate is mine now.” - “I figured.” - “it was delightful, and he started it.” - “spare me the details.” I said chuckling.

I stretched, so so sore all over. I tried to wiggle out of Lev’s arms but he hugged me tighter and snuggled his face into my hair and neck.

“Mine.”

“I have to peeeee” I whined at him. He squeezed me just a little bit tighter before releasing me and scooting back just a bit, he rolled onto his stomach, not seeming to wake up much if at all. I peeked around spotting my bag he must have brought in at some point and dig out his hoodie, pulling on panties and my very favorite little black shorts.

When I looked around after dressing myself, I was immediately smitten with what I could see. The entire inside of this house was made of wood. The walls had been left showing the log cabin stacking, each log visible and left alone as much as it could be beautiful big oak logs composed the shell. The bed, where we had slept sat in an enormous loft area with massive skylights above the bed, the loft overlooked the open floor plan underneath it. The railings and guards were a black matte metal intricately and masterfully inlayed into beautifully finished cedar cuts. Around the entirely of the downstairs were windows that wrapped around the almost oddly shaped house. It felt round and circular from the inside. From what I could see, it looked like a porch of sorts wrapped around the entire perimeter of the round little log house. It was breathtaking. Arms snaked around my waist and I screamed.

“LEV!!!” He was laughing.

“I just peed!!!!” He laughed even louder.

“It’s not funny!!!”

“You’re adorable, my little warrior with a weak bladder.”

“Uhhhhg!!! Where is the bathroom anyway in here?” He pointed, absolutely howling with laughter at this point. “Why is this my liiiife?!!!!” I whined, grabbing my bag and stomping to the doorless bathroom. The bathroom had another large skylight over the open type shower, everything a light stained wood. Double sinks, the toilet tucked to the right just through the entryway. I startled and yelped again when he whispered directly in my ear.

“Do you like it little Evie?”

“LEVVVVV STOP.” He erupted in even more howling laughter.

“Did you pee again?”

“Not a lot.” I grumbled pushing him out the door so I could relieve my obviously over reactive bladder. As soon as I had finished peeing he popped his head in.

“Feel better.”

“No I just peed my pants twice in less then a minute and I feel like I jumped out of plane with no parachute.” He reached his long muscular arm into the shower and started it. He was wearing black basketball shorts and nothing else. His back to me, broad and defined with wide shoulders, his shiny black disheveled hair falling just below his shoulders.

“Do you special order you clothes or have magic little seamstress gnomes craft them specifically for you?” He turned and looked at me. “Where do giants buy clothes?” He chuckled a bit, testing the water temperature with his hand and adjusting it slightly.

“The same place little people do, online.” He smirked at me. “When I find something I like, I just buy like 30 of them. It’s hard to find shirts that accommodate these pythons.” He said sarcastically flexing his arm, I growled involuntarily, and then immediately felt my face and ears flush. Lev smirks at me.

“Shut up.” I walk to dig through my bag and find the last remaining underwear I have that isn’t encrusted in canine drool in the bed of a truck or covered in jump startle pee. I pull out a black tank top, and black jeans, setting them aside. Lev pulls a towel out of a small inset linen closet and sets it over the wall. He pulls my shirt over my head, and I push my shorts and panties down. Kicking them to the far corner of the bathroom. Lev had shed his own clothes and pulled me gently under the water with him. It had multiple shower rainfall shower heads and felt phenomenal on my incredibly sore skin and muscles. Lev dumped shampoo on my head, again piling my hair on top of that and lathering. I mimicked his process before he handed me his body wash.

“It’s all I have here, sorry gorgeous, you have to smell like me for a day.” I finished washing myself feeling much better. I stepped out before Lev who followed shortly after. When he stepped into the loft I was sprawled across the bed in my underwear with my pants half pulled on.

“Ummmmm, Evie?”

“My pants don’t fit. My bra doesn’t fit. My roos are tight.” He stared at me

“Are they buttoned.”

“Lev, I love you, but I am aware how to put pants on, and I am doing it correctly. I am not incorrectly pulling up my pants.” He came and attempted to slide his fingers into the waistband cutting into my thighs that would pull up no higher.

“Yikes. Those are tight.”

“I wore these pants two days ago. I didn’t get fat enough to not be able to pull them up in 2 days following a run up a mountain.” Lev had gone back into the bathroom and grabbed his basketball shorts. He came out shirtless.

“Evie, look.” He pulled his shirt on, flexed his arm, and the sleeve split. It looked shorter on him too.

“What kind of weird joke is this Lev. First of all, the sleeve thing isn’t fair, if you do it again I’ll probably jump you and have my way with you. Second, who switched our clothes out and replaced it with a wardrobe provided by Baby Gap’s goth line?” Lev pulled his shirt off with a bit of a struggle.

“Yeah I don’t know Eves. My pants don’t really fit either. Guess we have to be naked all day. But give me a minute let me get another shirt real quick.” I laughed, but seriously not joking about the arm thing. I loved his arms and they could absolutely distract me from the ongoing issue of my shrunken clothes.

“Where’s my hoodie, babe? The one you had on last night when we came in.”

“I don’t know ask Til.”

“Huh?” I shot him a look.

“Oh, ohhh.”

“Yeah.” Lev pauses for a minute then goes to the far side of the room, grabs it and holds it up to inspect it, there is a distinct tear in of the sleeves and I chuckle.

“TILLLLL THIS WAS MY FAVORITE HOODIE you horny beast.”

Til’s voice slides through my head, “he has 9 more of that hoodie, it was time for a new one.” I chuckle and Lev turns to me abruptly.

“Stop telling my secrets.” He grumbles, but hands me the hoodie. “Put that on.” I comply and stand up, I am quite certain that it fell further down on my thighs last night. It felt like a dress, now it falls just enough to cover my crotch, and the sleeves I had rolled are too short on the sleeve that can be used as reference because it’s still in tact. He hands me his basketball shorts and I pull them on, feeling tiny and ridiculous but absolutely relishing in being surrounded in his wonderful intoxicating scent.

“So you get to be naked all day and I get to traipse around in your clothes that smell like you and do terrible things in my mind.”

“There’s a community store about 20 miles north, just a bit further up the hill. They aren’t gonna have clothes that fit me, but they might have clothes that fit you. Can you drive?”

“No.” I look at him with my most pitiful face. And I can see him processing, trying to work out logistics of how to go about our current bout of life in the twilight zone.

“We can run it. I hate the whole tie your clothes around your leg thing it drives me crazy but we can manage it.”

“Are we just entirely not concerned that our clothes shrunk to the point we can’t wear them at all, or the fact that it’s highly unlikely I’ll be able to find anything at all that will fit you. How tall are you anyway?”

“6 foot 4.”

“And your clothes don’t fit.”

“Well how tall are you?”

“Five Five.”

“Where did you get your clothes anyway? If you didn’t grace the pack with your absolutely scrumptious being ever, where did they come from?”

“Rea.”

“Hog trade?” I rolled my eyes.

“Maybe. I feel judged right now.” Lev erupts in laughter. He glided down the gorgeous wooden spiral staircase that he carried me up so effortlessly last night I had no idea it was a spiral staircase and starts digging in a closet, I follow marveling at his absolutely gorgeous dairyaire.

“STOP OBJECTIFYING ME!” He yells with his head still in the closet. I flush and look away. He stands, producing a well used measuring tape, holding it up victorious like a trophy of sorts. “Stand up straight my sweet.”

“Lev I haven’t grown in years.” But I stand up as he’s pulling out the measuring tape, he locks it on 5 feet 5 inches and holds it up to me, I am not 5” 5’ anymore.

“You are approximatelyyyy” he drags out the word as he’s pulling out more tape “70 inches tall. Making you five foot nine, my little late bloomer.”

“That’s impossible. You don’t grow 5 inches overnight. You just don’t.”

“Do me, do me!” I eye him hungrily and he rolls his yes, “your mind has been entirely in the gutter all morning.”

“I know I don’t know what’s wrong with meee.” I whine taking the measuring tape from him.

“It’s not that I hate it at all but we do have the important issue of finding clothes to put on once I let you have your way with me.”

“Step on this please.” I said kneeling so the little metal tab was by his foot I looked up at him and had to immediately look away, flushing yet again.

“Goddess be little Evie. What has gotten into you?” I stand up stepping onto a wooden bench against the wall to be tall enough to actually accurately measure where the top of his head is.

“Obviously not you. And 81ish.” He grabs me under my thighs and lifts me up, I react by wrapping my legs around him, dropping the measuring tape and scrambling to wrap my arms around his neck. He presses my back to the wall and kisses me hard, I grab his face and press my mouth to his even harder finding the inside of his mouth with my tongue first. He pulls back chewing on his lip and breathing heavily.

“You feel everything so much.” He stammers out. A sort of weird feeling of disappointment and embarrassment permeates my skin.

“What?” I whisper, placing small kisses along his jaw to his ear. He presses his forehead to mine.

“It’s not like any of my showings have been entirely satisfying for you and I couldn’t feel you like I can now. I think kissing you just came pretty close to sending me over the edge.

Lev

I felt waves of wanting when my hands grabbed her thighs. I couldn’t look at her and not want her, but to feel how badly she wanted me was otherworldly. Despite my own insecurities, this perfect, stunning, sexy little warrior wanted me, and I could feel that. It wasn’t words that could be faked easily. My mouth collided with hers and was met and challenged with even more enthusiasm, her hands pulling my face to hers and her tongue immediately pushing through my accepting lips, searching for my taste. The lightening her touch instilled sending tremors through my body and I could feel a most pleasant yet unwelcome tingling and warming in my erogenous zones. I pulled away from her kiss biting on my lip to cause enough pain to still it.

“What?” Her voice was quiet and whispery, she placed soft, tender, little kissed along my jaw towards my ear, teasing that tingling sensation and sending goosebumps along the entirety of my very naked body. I tried to slow my breathing, placing my forehead to hers, explaining that the increased perception of her feelings was more then enough to bring me to climax. We had actually been fairly non s****l for newly mated wolves. The beginning of most pairings tends to be days or weeks of constant s*x, but it hadn’t been so much with us.

“I’ve never been dissatisfied.” I looked at her slowly moving my mouth to her neck, kissing, sucking, and nibbling just hard enough to draw her soft little whimpers. I let her down evicting the hoodie from her body, she was still standing on the bench her hands had come to my neck, one moving up the back of it to the base of my skull combing her thin fingers through my hair. A quick flick of my wrists and the shorts she had on slid to the bench around her feet. Leaving her naked and stunning before me. I grabbed her, her legs and arms wrapping around me and brought her up to the bed.

“What do you enjoy, little one?” I asked her placing her down on her back and laying beside her. I lay on my side, propping my head up with my hand, my fingers gently drawing along her chest and belly, down to her thighs before traveling back up and over her neck to her face, tracing the thin lines of her lips, she kissed my fingers as they moved over them.

“I just enjoy you.” I leaned forward, biting at her ear just enough.

“Sexually, what do you enjoy.” She tenses a bit at the sensation of my teeth on her earlobe. My fingers move down between her breasts, then underneath one, then the other, before sliding down and tracing around her naval, to the perfect line of her arrow, I grab her thigh and pull it towards me before running my fingertips along the inside of it, then down along the crease of her upper thigh.

“I like that.” She whimpers out through heavy breaths.

“What else?” I flatten my hand against her, a soft man escapes her, I run my hands over her round breasts, she arches into them as the pass over and I run my flat hand down along her thigh, squeezing and massaging it gently, her hips flex, I squeeze a little harder, another whimper forming at her lips.

“Do you like feeling my mouth kissing your body? Over your chest. Do you enjoy the sensation of my lips sucking your hard n*****s?” Her mouth opens but no words come out, I squeeze her thigh again opening my hand and spreading my fingers to readjust my grip, her back arches, more soft little whimpers escape her. I continue to whisper in her ear through occasionally little nips.

“Do you enjoy when I spread your legs, my little Evie, when I press my lips to your center and search for your taste with my tongue?” I squeeze her thigh pulling it towards me just a little bit further.

“Lev.” Her voice is just barely a thin little whisper and shift my hands higher just the smallest bit closer, her hips flex again, goosebumps present all over her body, her n*****s erect and forming the perfect silhouette when she arches her back again. I can tell she’s getting closer, but I want to take here there slowly one little bit at a time.

“When I press my tongue through your lips into your heat, tasting and sucking the sweet nectar of your arousal? Do you enjoy that? Or when my tongue finds your pink little heart, throbbing and begging to be caressed and sucked?” My hand slides up just a little higher, eliciting another flex from her hips, and another series of soft moans and whimpers. I bite at her sensitive little ear with my sharp canines. Continuing to whisper to her.

“Oh my little Evie, do you enjoy feeling my fingers glide over your opening while my tongue worships, teasing with penetration, does your body beg for it?” Her mouth forms my name again but not even a whisper emerges. I watch as her hand slides to her beast, her n****e peeking from between her spread fingers. Her other hand searches for my erection, grasping it gently, but squeezing slightly as her body arches again and her hips flex. “Do you want to come my fierce little warrior, do you want release?”

“Please, please Lev.” Her voice is pleading and I slide my fingers into her rubbing small circles on her needy little heart. She rises to meet them as I slowly slide them in and out of her, she is dripping, I roll myself over her and push my erection into her, her body arches again, and her hands move to grasp the sides of my face I thrust into her gently, she spreads her legs wider and I push in a little deeper, flames forming an inferno in my body as she spreads through me. She holds my face her body arching each time I push into her, her neck cranes her eyes closed, waves of passion and pleasure radiating through her to me pouring gasoline on the already raging wildfire she’s created inside me. All my nerves and senses unable to deny the lightening, fighting off the orgasm her perfection brings too soon.

“Come for me, Evie.” Pressing my canines into the soft spot on her collarbone that belongs to me, and only me. I feel her muscles tighten around me and she brings me to my own release, the silence of her climax deafening. She’s always so quiet. I muster a few more thrusts, ensuring she is satisfied completely, before rolling off of her. And pulling her body to mine. I have no idea why but I’m suddenly crying. I’m crying because she is crying and she feels everything so much. Her head lay on my chest with her arm across me when she quietly and wordlessly drifted to sleep. I laid there relishing in the way she felt in my arms and the waves of absolute calm she radiated through me until it quickly lulled me to sleep.