Looking for Wildflowers

Chapter 17

Riley didn’t fight back as she pressed herself against him, both battling for dominance.

"Let's take this upstairs." Riley whispered in Taylor's ear, causing her to grin. As she turned to head upstairs, Riley turned her around and threw her over his shoulder, causing her to laugh.

Once Riley had closed the bedroom door behind them, he carefully dropped Taylor on the bed, quickly stripping. Taylor took her remaining clothes off and they connected. Their mouths pressed together, they shared body heat as Riley was pressing Taylor's lower back towards him.

The alcohol had fully taken over Taylor, causing her to be more adventurous than normal.

“Do you want to try something new, tonight?” Riley looked down at her, her light brown hair had fallen out of the bun, and somehow it managed to look better that way.

“Like what?” Taylor asked, ready for anything.

“Well, you say you’re new to all this...”

“Yeah?”

“Have you sucked d**k before?”

Taylor's face turned cherry red as she slowly shook her head. She noticed Riley do a small smirk before sitting up. He got her into position and explained the basics. Taylor caught on quick, licking and sucking as her spit made a mess and she struggled to breathe.

"Can I f**k your throat?" Riley moaned.

"Can you- what?”

He had her stop what she was doing, even though it felt better than he had imagined, and got off the bed. He directed Taylor to where her head was hanging off the bed, causing her to look up at him with a confused and drunk smile.

“Open wide, princess,” Riley instructed as his hard d**k went straight into her mouth. Taylor gagged the first few times but insisted they keep going. After she got the hang of it, she began to have some fun. She used the tip of her tongue to the base of the tip to tease him a bit.

After a few minutes, Riley stopped her against his own will.

"How the hell are you so good at that if you've never done it?" He panted. Taylor just smiled and shrugged. Riley took ahold of Taylor and placed her laying in the center of the bed.

Before Taylor could get adjusted, Riley had made contact. His tongue going up and down slowly right on the c**t. Soon he was shoving it inside, making fast movements but also slow and controlled. He was amazed as how wet she had gotten since he started and used it as motivation to keep going.

"Riley," Taylor moaned.

Hearing her moan his name, Riley began sucking the c**t immediately, not wasting any time and rubbing on the upper wall. He looked up at Taylor who was arching her back involuntarily and soon felt a gush come out of her v****a and she was overswept woth an ectasy she had never felt before. Riley and Taylor had had s*x before, but this time was different.

Riley managed to hold everything back, slowly slipping his d**k into Taylor's dripping p***y. After a few strokes of them soaking up the moment, Riley began going faster and harder, working up a good rhythm.

Taylor began to almost scream Riley’s name as she felt a climax building. Without stopping, he leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

“Are you sure you want this?”

“Just do it.” They both let go of the orgasam they were desperately trying to hold back, and in sunk the teeth of flame, Riley’s wolf's personalities name. They hit her right in between her neck and shoulder. She screamed in pain but quickly stopped as the pain went away, as did the bite. The one thing left behind was a small, but noticeable, tattoo. A key.

Confused. Riley started cleaning up the mess and slipped away to the bathroom, looking in the mirror at his own tattoo.

As he explained earlier, the tattoos always have a meaning. Taylor's being a key made no sense.

Until he saw his own mark.

A heart with a locked chain around it.

"What the f**k is this supposed to mean?" He whispered to himself as he tried to make sense of it all. He decided he'd just talk to his dad about it when he got the chance. Until then, he decided to keep it hidden.

"Hey, I have to go talk to my dad real quick, I'll be back, okay?" He walked over and gave Taylor a kiss on the forehead, holding her close.

"Okay, is everything alright?"

"Yeah, everything's fine, wildflower." He gave her a smile and a kiss on the lips before slipping outside and rushing down to his dad's house. He had given up the title of Alpha once he had gotten too old to protect the pack and passed it down to his son. After a few knocks, an eldery man who was still fairly young, opened the door.

"Riley, how nice to see you. Come in," he opened the door wider and Riley stepped through the enterance. "What brings you here today? Would you like some tea?"

"No, dad. I actually have a question regarding marks." Riley wasted no time. He had a sneaky feeling that he knew what the tattooes meant, but he needed his dad to confirm it. "Taylor and I mated,"

"That's great! What marks did you get?" His dad smiled with excitement. With some slight hesitation, Riley showed his to his dad who nodded in approval. "What about Taylor? What did she get?"

"The key."

"Ahh, I see." His dad nodded. "What was your question?"

"What does it mean?"

"Isn't it fairly obvious?" Riley just slowly nodding his head, although he knew it was a lie.

"Riley, you've always been one to keep to yourself. You barely share anything with anyone, even me. I think you getting this mark while Taylor gets the key is indicating that she's going to be your safe place."

"I can't have the pack thinking I'm gettingg weak or anything." Riley was starting to get worked up. "An Alpha doesn't need a safe place."

"Everyone needs a safe place. You showing off your mark and then Taylor with hers will only make it extremely clear that you two are together and show courage."

"How is it going to show courage?" Riley was over the whole conversation.

"Because a lot of people would be ashamed to show vulnerability. That mark is your sign of vulnerability and I think it’s great.” Riley just shook his head.

“Thanks, Dad. I gotta get back to Taylor.”

“Of course, stop by anytime. Maybe we can all have dinner together one day soon!”

“I hope so!” Riley called back as he rushed back to his place, finding Taylor sitting on the couch, fully dressed and covered with a blanket. It was clear she was concerned.

“How’d it go?” Her voice was smaller than usual, indicating she was afraid she had done something wrong.

Riley just sighed.

“It went fine. Do you want to go for a run with me?”

“A run? I’m not much of a runner...”

“No, but I’m willing to bet your wolf is. Once you change the first time, I’ll give your wolf a name.”

"How do I...change?" Taylor slowly stood up.

"Well, forst, you want to strip unless you want to rip your clothes to shreds." Taylor nodded as she waited for more instruction. As none came and Riley was stripping, she begun to do the same.

Once they were both standing there naked, Riley walked her through it.

Riley had been right. The first transformation was rough and painful as Taylor's bones and muscles changed and shifted from a human to a wolf. Her wolf was solid grey, with marks of brown and black. Her mark was clear on her chest, as was Riley's.

You will be Mingan. It means grey wolf. Riley's voice echoed through Taylor's head.

How creative. She though to herself and noticed as Riley smiled at her.

I can hear your thoughts, that's how we're communicating.

Oh s**t. Taylor first thought then did her best to clear her brain of anything. Aren't we going for a run?