His Broken Dire wolf

Chapter 16

Wyatts POV

I continue to carry Molly out of the bar. “Wyatt, ummm can you please let me walk, plus you don’t know where you’re going.” She says nervously. Well, I can’t say no to that. I gently place her feet on the ground and keep my arms close to her body to make sure she’s steady. Although she isn’t technically walking straight, she is going the right way. We walked in silence for a moment, but I can’t help but know why she reacted the way she did with Allie’s brother on the dance floor. “So why do you think you almost fainted on the dance floor? Too much to drink or…?” She sighs and rubs her head. “For some reason I get these terrible headaches and most of the time they happen at the most inconvenient times, like you witnessed…” She hesitates to tell me the rest, “when I say inconvenient, I mean when I’m out with a guy.” I stop walking and reassess the situation. “Does that mean you have a headache right now, being next to me?”, my wolf whimpers at the thought of us causing our mate pain. “No actually, completely the opposite, you make me feel at ease and safe”. We have stopped walking now as we stand outside her apartment door. She unlocks the door and turns to me, “Would you like to come in for some water or coffee”, knowing Molly has never invited another man into her house and that this is very new to her. I don’t think she is in the best state to be making a decision like this. I reached out and grabbed her hand. “As much as I would love to, I think you should get some rest”. I kissed her hand and smiled one last time. "Besides, what sort of gentleman would I be to take advantage of a moment like this”. She lifts her left eyebrow; I can tell she is trying to figure out my little inside joke. “Well, how about instead, I ask again, if I may have your phone number?” Please, please, please moon goddess, just grant me this. Molly laughs and I can’t help but smile at the lovely sound. “Well, I do owe you lunch, so yes, you can have my number”. I feel like doing a victory dance. We’ve been waiting almost three years for this moment. Molly dashes inside and comes back out with a piece of paper with her number on it. I take it even though I actually don’t need it because I’ve had her number memorized since the day we did a background check on her family. “Goodnight Wyatt and thank you for helping me this evening” Molly whispers and begins closing the door. “I will always be there for you Molly” I say, knowing she heard me because the door pauses for a second and then shuts completely. I begin pumping my fists in the air and Benson’s prancing around in my mind as we both do our victory dance. Of course, we both freeze as we hear Molly pacing around panicking inside, yelling out for Benson. “Oh s**t!”.

I rushed back to my apartment to grab my collar. I strip out of my clothes and snap the collar around my neck. Benson takes over and shifts into his dog form and rushes back to Molly’s apartment. We make it through the doggy door unnoticed and find Molly searching for us under her bed. Molly hears our pitter-patter on the tiled floors. “Thank god, I thought you were missing”, molly says relieved. Molly wraps her arms around Benson’s neck and takes a deep breath. “Benson, you would have been so proud of me, I finally had the confidence to give my number to a guy.” Benson wags his tail excitedly. “You ready for a snack? I think I need to eat something.” Benson barks in agreement and follows Molly to the kitchen, she’s still walking a bit wonky from all the drinking. She pulls Benson’s meal from the fridge and lays our chopped steak on the floor. Molly could never afford to feed Benson food like this every day, so I had Travis make weekly shipments of steaks, so Molly didn’t have to pay for it. “Travis had to speak over the phone with her and come up with an excuse of why I don’t eat dog food like every other dog. Molly begins making herself a snack and stops. “You know, I haven’t opened any of my gifts yet. I wonder what the heck they got me?”. Molly heads over to the gift bags on the kitchen table and starts pulling out her presents.

Molly’s POV

I really need to eat something so I can sober up a bit before bed, but my curiosity has gotten the best of me. I started with Allie’s gift. Inside the bag is some dark blue sexy lingerie, it’s all lace and see-through, and doesn’t hide anything. I sigh “When the hell am I going to wear something like this?” I hold it up to Benson, he looks away as soon as I do and begins to look a little uncomfortable. “Ha, always a gentleman Benson”. I stopped for a moment and stare at Benson. His body began to huff loudly like he was laughing. What a freaky coincidence. Wyatt himself was just joking about being a gentleman a couple of times tonight. Benson goes back to shoveling food into his mouth as if avoiding eye contact. Hmmm.

I opened the next gift from my friend Andrea, who was also included in our group tonight. I pulled out a big yellow book and another book with gold font on the cover. I say the titles of the books out loud “Dating for Dummies” and “Kama Sutra for Her”. Benson begins to make the huffing noises again and chokes for a moment on his food, “serves you right for laughing at me”, I say annoyingly. Benson looks at me and frowns. I grabbed one more bag. That’s from Jill. I assume it’s another gift hinting to me I need to start dating. But I was not prepared for what she got me. I turn my back from Benson because, for some reason, I’m embarrassed to have my dog see the giant d**k-shaped vibrator she bought me. I mean, it’s not like I’ve never seen one before. I did have a vibrator back in high school, but I threw it away right after the Shawn incident. I can’t help but feel compelled to use this thing tonight. Especially with the little drunk spell I’m under. I take the vibrator from the bag and walk to my room and crack the door shut. I strip into some pj’s, brush my teeth, turn out the lights and get under the covers. I grab the vibrator off the nightstand and turn it on. It has multiple modes that cause it to vibrate at different speeds. I place the tip of the vibrator on my c**t and start at the lowest speed. I jump because it’s been so long since I’ve taken the time to play with myself like this. The feeling is so foreign and I’m not sure what to do next. I close my eyes and try not to concentrate so much on the vibrator itself. I begin seeing images of Wyatt in my head as I trace the vibrator up and down my c**t to my entrance. Again, the wet feeling returns, and I feel a moistness build between my legs. And my body begins to heat up. I slowly start thrusting my hips into the vibrator and imagine I’m rubbing up against Wyatt as he’s on top of me now, using the tip of the vibrator to dip in and out of my soaked entrance. It’s been so long since I’ve used a vibrator that I can’t even get it in all the way. I’m too tight right now, I guess I’ll just have to start doing this routinely till I can fit it in. I begin hyperventilating as I’m on the brink of coming undone. Before I know it I’m repeating Wyatt's name out loud “Wyatt, Wyatt, Please Wyatt”. I come undone and feel my hand become soaked with my fluids. I feel like I went from an euphoric state to barely conscious after my release. I look at my bedroom door and notice it’s open wider now. I must have forgotten to close it all the way, which is unlike me because I never leave it open at night. But then again, I’m not in the right state of mind right now and I’m too tired to close it. I feel my eyelids becoming heavy and finally darkness. Images of Wyatt are still in my head. This is the first time I’ve slept without Benson in my bed, but again, I’m too tired to call out to him, plus I would feel completely awkward having my dog in my bed with me after coming undone like this. I drift off to sleep and dream the same dream I have almost every night. But this time, it’s not just me and the silver wolf that saved me a few years ago. But Wyatt is standing there as well next to the wolf. I now feel like I have two saviors after tonight.