Wait For It: A Royal Wolfe Story

7: I Kissed A Girl

Chapter 7: I Kissed A Girl (Garrett's POV)

I was all set to be a good boy until I met my mate. That was until the night of the Silver Crescent's pack party. I finally talked to her. I’d seen her around all week at school but hadn’t been able to make contact. She was hot, there was no doubt about that, but not hot enough to break. I thought that until she took her hoodie off at the party. Then when she ran into me later that night, she was only wearing a towel. While she was crying the towel slipped a few times until I handed her my shirt. I couldn’t see her that upset and continue to stare at her t**s.

On the way to taking her home, I explained to her my situation and then wish I hadn’t. I laid in bed that morning dreaming of her. f****d my hand a few times thinking about her t**s. I hadn’t let myself dream about who my mate would be, but if I had a choice, I’d choose her.

This morning when she walked into school, my knees about buckled. It should be illegal for someone to look that good. She spoke to me about wanting to have fun. I was serious about taking her somewhere and f*****g her until she was screaming my name. Then I probably still wouldn’t have stopped.

She kissed me on the cheek as I dropped her off at her first class. That douchepool Oliver was staring daggers at me when I left.

I didn’t see her again until lunch and she smelt like him. I couldn’t be mad at her though. I knew her plans he just got there first. Sam mentioned piercings and when she looked up to me to ask if she could enter Blue Moon territory, I couldn’t have been happier. The chance to have her on my territory was just what I needed to get her where I wanted her.

I’m currently waiting at Phoenix’s shop for Sam to bring her here. Sam is an interesting case. She has no s****l preference. She is equal opportunity for both males and females alike. She has a smoking hot body. Plump bottom perky full breasts on her tiny 5’4” frame. She has a fiery Latino spirit that also gives her a perfect caramel completion. Dark hair and pouty lips round out the package that is Sam.

People laughed at me for considering her my Beta. She’s not 18 yet, so I can’t make it official for another two months. But I will because she is tougher than anyone I have ever met. She is also a great strategist. Sam and I dated for about a year when we were freshmen. It was a mutual split. We both wanted to explore our s****l needs. I’ve enjoyed watching her s****l needs since I started looking for my mate. I am a man, and if you can watch two girls go at, you are going to watch. I trust her and vice versa.

When they finally entered I was more than ready to sit back and watch the show. Phoenix got her set up in a chair that I had a great view of from where I was at.

“Hey, Gar.” She said smiling as she sat. “Didn’t know I’d get the Alpha treatment today. Did you just come to watch?”

“If that’s okay with you,” I replied with a shy smile.

“Of course. Thanks for letting me into Blue Moon to get this done.”

“You are more than welcome anytime, Kitten.”

“Are you two done, “ Sam asked with an eye roll. Leigh giggled.

“Ok, let's get this show on the road,” Phoenix announced. “Let’s get your top off and see those jumbo-sized t**s I’m working with,” I growled at him. Leigh just smiles and undresses. Leaving her in just her skirt and knee-high boots. f**k those are nice.

“I may need a hand,” Phoenix told her. “Do you mind if Sam assists? She’d have to touch you.”

Leigh bit down on her bottom lip before responding. “That would be fine.” They got Sam positioned behind her and then her arms wrapped around holding one luscious breast in each hand. Sam was in heaven. She loves a good set of t**s as much as I do and Leigh's are phenomenal.

“Perfect Sam. You do know your way around a set of boobs well.” Phoenix told her with a wink.

“Mmmm…” Was Sam's only response as she lightly squeezed and then buried her face in Leigh’s hair. I looked to Leigh to see if she was uncomfortable with this but she seemed to be enjoying herself.

The actual piercing only took a few minutes. Now Leigh has horseshoes through each n****e and they are at full attention. Phoenix left us then. I rented the pallor for the whole night. When Leigh was done she asked Sam to take a picture for her.

“Naughty pics Leigh. I am so down. So voyeuristic of you.” Sam said as she clicked the picture then she leaned down and kissed Leigh. Leigh didn’t back down as she kissed Sam back. Soon Sam was laying on top of Leigh between her legs. Leigh grabbed her phone and took a picture of them kissing.

Sam is good at getting what she wants from a girl. She traveled down Leigh’s body as she continued to take pictures. Then I think Leigh may have just switched to record as Sam removed her skirt. I dropped my pants as Sam removed her underwear. A moan escaped from Leigh and we all knew this was going to happen.

When Sam’s tongue ring came in contact with her c**t a tremor ran through her body as I reached for my c**k. Yes. Better than I could imagine.

“You taste so good, Leigh.” Sam praised. I could see two fingers enter end exit Leigh’s gleaming entrance as Sam continued to work. She used her other hand to stroke Leigh’s chest. Leigh was moaning louder now in her bliss-filled state. f**k this is hot. Leigh reached down and pulled off Sam’s top surprising us both. She pulled Sam up to her and engulfed Sam’s perky pierced n****e in her mouth as Sam continued her work with her fingers. “f**k. Leigh. Don’t stop.”

You could see that Leigh was reaching her peak and I was at mine. All the time she continued to record the lucid affair. Sam pushed her back and took one of her recently pierced n*****s in her mouth. I could see her tongue ring make a circle around the puckered peak. And with that I was done and so was Leigh. She came loudly as Sam returned below to collect her tasty reward.

We were all out of breath when it dawned on Leigh that I was still there. Crap was she mad that I watched. “Is this how you stay a good boy, Gar?” She asked and then smiled.

“Yeah. Sometimes. Is it alright?”

“Why wouldn’t it be. It was hot and fun. Just what I needed.” She kissed Sam again, “Thanks, Sam.”

“Anytime, Kitten,” Sam responded kissing her again.

“Anyone want to get some food? I’m hungry?” Leigh announced as she stretched.

“Sure, Kitten. We can have whatever you want.” And with that we all redressed and we went to have dinner. After, I walked Leigh to her bike. She had her bra that she couldn’t wear for a few days in her hand. She placed it over my head and it made me laugh. I pulled her in close to kiss her. She tasted like hot wings and ranch. Yum. I hadn't kissed anyone in a while. I would break all self-control if she let me have one dip inside her.

I pulled her closer and swiped my tongue across her bottom lip asking for entrance. She opened up for me and let me kiss her deeper causing a low growl to emit from my chest. I pressed my hardness against her to let her know my interest but knew she wasn’t going to let me have what I wanted. After a while, we had to break away and were both left panting.

I grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it as I said my good night before watched her get on her bike to her leave.

***(Oliver’s POV)***

I was still at dinner with my parents and Liv when my phone went off. It went off seven times in a row. Mom gave me a nod that it was okay to check it. I shouldn’t have. They were all from Leigh. Should I open it here at the table? I figured it wouldn’t hurt. Just a picture of her piercings.

I should have stopped at the first picture, but didn’t. The first picture was of a set of perfect t**s with horseshoes through erect n*****s. The second was of her making out with Sam, so was the third. The fourth she was naked. The fifth her n****e was in Sam's mouth and the sixth was of Sam’s tongue ring as it made contact with her c**t. The last item was a video. I could not open that here. I was already fully erect and ready to go.

I put my phone down and mom asked. “Everything okay. You look kind of pale Ollie.”

That would be because all of my blood has run south. “Yeah, everything is fine. Some friends of mine were hanging out tonight and they were bragging about what I missed.”

“Oh, honey. I’m sorry why don’t we get the check so we can leave.” Mom waved to the waiter. “Maybe you can still catch up with them.”

“Yeah maybe.” Knowing I already missed the show but could watch the replay from my room.

If we were getting ready to leave I needed to think of something, anything, other than what is on my phone. Football, spiders, Liv’s gross feet after training. Dad leaned in and kisses mom. Old people making out. Yep, that did it. I'm at least only semi-erect now.

I was back at the packhouse within 15 minutes of us getting the check. I was so excited to open the video. I could barely make it through my bedroom door. I made myself comfortable on my bed, removed my pants, and grabbed the shirt that smelled like Leigh along with a bottle of lotion.

I had just made it to where Sam had moved south when my phone rang. I ignored it not even waiting to see who it was. Then it rang again and I answered ready to yell at whoever it was.

“What?” I responded harshly.

Leigh’s voice came through the phone. “Wow see if I send you naughty pictures ever again.” She said with a laugh.

“Sorry Baby Girl. I didn’t see that it was you. You can call or message me anytime.” Please send me more pictures and videos like that.

“So did you like it?” She questioned.

“I got them while I was still at dinner. I just opened the video when you called. But yes, f**k yes I love what you sent.”

“Call me back when you're done.” And with that, she hung up on me. So she wants me to jerk off to her and Sam. Nice. This girl is perfect.

The video is maybe 15 minutes long. I watched it three times before I called her back.

“Hey what took you so long. I was almost asleep.” Crap.

“Sorry, Baby Girl. It was just so good I had to watch it more once.”

“How many times?” Curious little thing isn't she?

“Three. It’s just become my all-time favorite movie.”

“What was it before?”

“Fight Club.”

“Well you know you just broke the first rule. You don’t talk about Fight Club.” She giggled as she finished.

“Touché. So what’s your favorite movie, Baby Girl.” I want to know everything about this girl.

“Happy Gilmore.”

“What? How?” That is just so random.

“What do you mean, how? Adam Sandler at his best. Bob Barker calls him a b***h. Who could ask for more?”

“I just didn’t think your favorite movie would be a comedy.”

“My life is always so serious. Sometimes, I just need a good laugh.” It just became my mission in life to make her laugh.

“The Price is Wrong Bitch.” She laughed again. It’s probably the greatest sound I’ve ever heard. “I love hearing you laugh, Baby Girl.”

“Why is that?”

“Hmmm… It does things to me.” Like, make my c**k twitch.

“If you could do anything you wanted to me right now. Anything at all, how would you have me and where.”

“I’d be buried in that tight little virgin p***y of your while I f****d you against my shower wall. Your legs would be wrapped around me and my face planted firmly in those huge pierced t**s of yours. Your nails would be dug deep in my back as you screamed my name in pleasure. Over and over and over again. I would f**k you until you couldn’t walk.” My c**k was hard again f**k.

“Wow. That was very vivid and you obviously have had this fantasy before since you took no time to think about it.”

“Sorry. I guess I think about you more than I should during my morning shower.” s**t, why did I just tell her that?

“You think about me in the shower. Am I how you get rid of your morning wood.” Her tone is seductive. She is totally into it.

“Yes. You have recently become the reason for my morning wood. And the reason I have tent going on my boxer right now.” More than a tent. More like a colosseum.

“Full-on or semi.”

“Rock hard and at full attention just for you.”

“Can I see it?”

Does she want a c**k shot? I guess it’s fair. After what she sent me. I pulled out my not-so-little friend and took a picture and sent it to her. Nine inches long, thick and proud.

I heard a whistle on her side I’m guessing she got it. “Damn babe. How would that even fit in me.”

Babe? I like it. I also like that she is contemplating me being in her. I stroke myself at that thought. “You’ll love it, Baby Girl. I promise. After I break through and you get used to it, you will beg me to never stop.” f**k I want to feel her wrapped around me right now.

I’m about to finish for the fourth time tonight when she says. “If you are my mate. I want the fantasy f**k in the shower. It sounds delicious.”

I go limp in my hand at the thought. I will never get the fantasy. I hang up the phone and am about to throw it at the wall when it starts to rings again. It's her. I can't not answer. After the third ring, I hit the green button.

“Why do you do that?”

“Do what?” I growl back.

“Act like there is something wrong with you possibly being my being my mate.”

“I don’t want to talk about it, Leigh,” I grumble back.

“What is so wrong about being my mate.” She asks sounding sad.

Fuck my whole life. She thinks I don’t want her to be my mate. I would give my left nut to be her mate. It’s just not going to happen. So why kid myself? Alpha females never get mated with Beta males. They are so rare. She is exceptionally rare. There is no way I would ever have a shot at being her mate.

“Baby Girl, I would love for nothing more than that but…” I just trailed off. I couldn’t tell her. So instead I just said. “I've gotta go. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, Baby Girl. Good night beautiful.” And with that, I hung up.

This time she didn't call back, but she did send me a few more pictures. They were all Fight Club memes. I sent her a Happy Gilmore clip back. If I was only lucky enough to be this girl's mate, was my last thought before I drifted into a restless sleep.