Crescent Moon: Unleashing Destiny

Chapter 9 ~ Third Person ~

As Isabelle opens the bathroom door, the fog envelopes her. As she takes her first steps into the room, Nicolas looks stunned by her beauty. He never imagined the ethereal glow she has or the timeless beauty encompassing her being. She may still be on the road to recovery, but she is leaps and bounds ahead of where she was yesterday. Seeing her blush at his open display of lust, he clears his throat.

”Little bird, you are beauty itself.” He steps forward and places a hand on her cheek. Gently cupping her face, making her look him in the eyes, while smiling softly at her, he kisses her other cheek.

He leans in and whispers in her ear, “I would love nothing more than to worship your body, My Queen.” Kissing her earlobe, he sees her visibly shiver and goosebumps race down her neck and arm. Taking a step back he smiles gently at her and grabs his bag to head into the shower.

Isabelle is still standing there dazed, jumping slightly as she hears the door gently close behind her. Shaking off the tingles he gave her, she walks over to the sink to brush her teeth and dry her hair. She leaves it a little damp letting it air dry and curl naturally. Cleaning up her mess, she can’t help but touch her cheek and earlobe while his words echo in her mind. Her wolfs purr at the heated exchange sends another blush to her cheek. Splashing cold water on her face to cool down, she goes to sit at the table to wait for Nicolas to be done with his shower.

Meanwhile, Nicolas is in the shower trying to cool down with cold water. It doesn’t seem to be helping, for his c**k has yet to go down. He keeps picturing Isabelle spread eagle under him, dripping wet. Devouring her core and groaning at the sweet tangy taste that only she can produce. Smelling her arousal on the plane has had him stiff as a board ever since. He turns the water to warm, letting it relax him as he fist his c**k. Biting his lip and letting his hand rub up and down creating a slowly frustrating pace. He starts to picture Isabelle moaning his name as he sucks and licks at her n*****s, making them stiff and erect, while moving down licking her dripping core back to front in one continuous swipe of his tongue.

Speeding up a little more, he pictures her on her knees in front of him. Squeezing a little tighter, as he imagines her taking him in her delicate hands kissing his tip and lightly squeezing his rod rubbing it back and forth. He can’t help the groan that involuntarily leaves his lips as she takes him in her wet and hot little mouth, in his mind, as he burst all over the shower tile, seeing it go down her throat. Letting out the shiver that races down his spine he watches as his seed goes into the drain, he doesn’t understand where all of this s****l frustration is coming from. His wolf has not said anything about her being his mate, he’s only being overprotective and purrs when she is near.

Quickly running through the rest of his shower and drying off, he puts on a pair of boot cut blue jeans and a tight black t-shirt with his boots. He runs the towel over his hair one more time and takes a deep breath before opening up the door. Shaking off his dirty thoughts he looks around the room for Isabelle, but doesn’t see her anywhere. Rushing to the door he goes to open it, only to have it almost smack him in the face.

Isabelle wanted some fresh air and went to get some ice for her water. She didn’t think there would be any harm in it and figured she’d be back before Nicolas was done with his shower. The noises she heard him making were getting her all hot and bothered and she couldn’t take it much longer. The fresh air helped a little, but it all still confused her. She has never felt this way about anyone before. Opening the door to their room, she almost drops the bucket of ice, seeing it almost smack Nicolas in the face. Thank the Goddess he has quick reflexes.

”I’m so sorry, Nic! I didn’t know you were behind the door. Are you ok? Here I got ice and we can put it on your face, if anything hurts.” She quickly apologizes, seeing the panic and upset look in his eyes.

”No, Isabelle, I’m fine. It didn’t hit me. I just freaked out not seeing you in the room after I got out of the shower. Please, my Queen, you cannot leave my side. I apologize if I made you uncomfortable earlier, but for your safety I need to always know where you are.” Nicolas relaxes as Isabelle puts her hand on his arm and softens her eyes.

Nodding Isabelle agrees, “I will let you know where I am at all times from now on and I apologize for leaving the room without telling you, I just need some fresh air. You didn’t make me uncomfortable, quite the opposite and hearing the noises coming from the shower did not help calm me down at all.” They are both blushing now, knowing the other is attracted to the other makes the room feel like it’s getting hotter.

Nicolas clears his throat letting his eyes twinkle, before breaking the tension, “We should get back on the road, before it gets too late. We will need the pack’s protection and I’ve already called Alpha Hendricks to let him know we are close.”

Nodding her head she goes to grab her things and clean up the bathroom. As he watches her movements, he can’t help but admire her. Not wanting to let her clean up the mess, he puts his hand on her shoulder gesturing that she should relax while he finishes cleaning up. She tries to protest, but he is not having it. She sighs and sets back down at the table while she waits.

Once they leave the motel, they notice the sky has darken significantly and the moonlight is shining high in the clouds. Being six hours ahead of the states made the flight feel more like an eighteen hour trip not a twelve hour trip. It’s not long before they are turning down a couple of long dirt roads and are entering a forest. Coming up to a gate in the road, Isabelle gasp and watches in awe as two wolves on both sides walk around the Jeep before one shifts in front of their eyes. Grabbing Nicolas’s hand and squeezing it, Isabelle tries to hold back the panic that wants to overtake her.

The wolf that shifted into a naked man, walks up to the driver side window. Nicolas squeezes Isabelles hand unable to say a word of comfort before the man speaks, “You are trespassing on private land. Do you have business with the Red Moon Pack? If so, state your business, and why you’re bringing a human into werewolf territory.”

Nicolas glances at Isabelle quickly and squeezes her hand in reassurance. He looks back at the man, saying, “Yes, we have business with the Alpha. He is expecting us and I will wait to discuss with him why I have a human with me.”

Isabelle watches in fascination as the man’s eyes cloud over. She wants to ask Nicolas what is happening, but doesn’t want to cause a disturbance. Nicolas chuckles and shakes his head at Isabella, while waiting for the man to get done mind-linking his Alpha.

Once the mans eyes clear, Nicolas hears Isabelle gasp, as the man says, “You are approved to go on through. Head straight for the pack house and they will meet you out front.” The man nods for them to continue moving.