The Call of the Wolf

Watched Kate POV

When I opened the door of the workshop I was hit by the most delicious smell. It overwhelmed my senses. I felt flushed as I sat at the bar stool. I wriggled in my seat trying to get comfortable as I felt a rising tension in my core. Squeezing my legs together and leaning forward I tried to tame the pleasurable tingling feeling and heat that was spreading through my body. I was soaking my panties and a hot flush spread across my cheeks. How could a mere smell have this stong an effect on my body?

I felt Jace stiffen beside me for a second before looking down at me. I couldn't read his expression. My blush deepened.

"Are you alright?" Jace's voice was gruff.

"Yeah," even my voice was off.

Raising an eyebrow, Jace sat on the stool next to me, placing his arm casually round the back of mine. He shot my a cocky smile, "Have you realised this is going to be more physical than normal arts and crafts? Getting ready to run scared, embarrassed?"

"No! Never!" I was greatful for the distraction as my hot body was becoming unbearable.

I listened to the demonstration by Damian on how to whittle figurines all the while getting hotter and hotter.

As soon as he finished I excused myself to the bathroom.

It was a double doored cubicle so I checked before I locked the door to the whole unit providing me with ultimate privacy. Hitching up my skirt and pulling down my panties I began messaging my already soaked c**t. I moaned in ecstasy as I inserted two fingers in and began to pump hard and fast. Panting hard I shoved my hand under my top and bra and began to tweak my n*****s. I slid my fingers in and out in time with the squeezing of my hard n*****s. Moaning and panting like a porn star I reached my climax. I felt my temperature instantly drop.

However, as I gulped in air, trying to slow my heartbeat I realised the devine scent was stronger in here and mixed in with the scent of my juices made a heady mix. I felt my temperature begin to rise again as I leaned forward to open the cubicle door.

"What is wrong with - ?" I muttered as it swung open but I stopped mid sentence as I gaped in horror to see Cal stood by the sink. His eyes raked up and down my body. Where his eyes roamed I felt on fire. I locked eyes with him and they were filled with lust.

We stared at each other for what felt like an eternity until Cal broke the silence.

"You seemed to be having fun in there. Do you need further assistance...or I could watch?"

I was speechless as he moved forward and knelt down so that he was at eye level with me.

He brushed the stray strands that had escaped my ponytail back from my face and it instantly relieved my uncomfortable heat. I leaned into his palm unthinkingly.

Taking that as a sign of approval Cal ran his other hand up my exposed thigh and started to draw circles with his fingertips on the inside of my thigh.

I could have c*m there and then. I moaned in need.

"I'll only help if you say you want it." He leaned in and kissed my kneck and I almost came undone.

"Yes -" Before I could say anything else, Cal capured my lips and parted them with his toungue for a deep, wild and passionate kiss.

I felt his fingertips glide to my overly wet lips and run them tantilising on the surface. He withdrew from the kiss, keeping eye contact, and licked his fingers covered in my juices. I was the hottest thing I had ever seem as he hummed in approval.

"Delicious. I want more," And he pulled my legs apart and delved his head between them, attacking my drenched p***y with his toungue. He licked the outside of my folds first as if not wanting to waste a drop before swirling his toungue deeper and sucking, nipping and teasing my c**t.

I threw my head back and moaned like a slut, fisting my fingers into his hair for support against the tidal waves of pleasure that were cradhing over me with every flick of this devils toungue. I knew I wouldn't last much longer under his minstrations but I wanted it rougher. I wanted him to take me harder.

As if reading my mind, he inserted his fingers and began to pump roughly and deeply, reaching places even my trusty dildo had never reached.

He gripped my arse with his other hand and with his newly free mouth began kissing down my kneck to my clevage. Desperate for him to continue I undid my shirt and bra and freed my breasts. He sucked my rock hard n*****s with a moan of appreciation. With each pump getting harder and fiercer he bit my n****e in tandem causing me to come undone for the second time in this cubicle.

My body heat recided and the fog on my senses lifted. To my horror I realised where I was and who I was with.

Mortified. I was mortified.

He must think I'm some sort of needy slut, up for anything now. What had come over me? I had never had anyone besides myself touch me in those places. Why had I let him do so so easily and why did it satisfy me so completely?

In my embarrassment I had become mute and stilled.

Cal seemed to sense my shift in mood and began to dress me oddly respectfully and then lifted me up into his arms and perched me onto the counter. He took my face into his hands and gently compelled me to make eye contact. His eyes were full of concern.

"Are you okay?"

"I...I've never...done that before..."

"Never?"

"Not with a guy...no.. I've never had a boyfriend." Argh, what was I rambling about? I looked at my fingers which became far more interesting and reassuring than maintaining eyecontact.

"Really?" Cal sounded relieved, almost smug.

"Who is the guy you are with?"

"Jace...OMG JACE! He is going to wonder where I am. How long have we been in here?" I begin to panic as I hop down and wash my hands.

"Who is Jace?"

"Argh...my brother! Why? Look - nevermind. This never happened. I'm not some loose girl. Okay?" I stutter out.

Cal raises his hands in mock surrender.

"A gentleman never tells. But I'm not forgetting this," he leaned closer so his breathe ticked my ears, "And neither will you. I have never tasted anything so sweet."

My face burned with embarrassment and arousal as I pushed Cal away and got the hell out of there.