Bitten twice shy (the change series 3 )

Chapter 7: Intimate moments

Molly

Pain ripped through my body violently, I felt like dying, but there was something different about it this time, it felt more smooth and natural, somehow I knew I would be ok and it wouldn’t kill me.

When I was done I sat there for a few seconds, and then I got up and went out to meet Trick, he smiled at me and I tried to cover my body, being a wolf had been amazing, I felt beautiful and free, I’d been more agile and lean too though probably still on the heavier side for a wolf. As a human, I felt self-conscious and fat again, Trick’s ex Ellie had been perfection with her supermodel looks of white blonde hair cascading down her back, her slender and lean body with long legs and curves in all the right places.

After the video Axel had shown me I knew all the women he had slept with had looked the same with the same body types. I was heavily overweight, not just a little chunky but full on overweight and big, I had curves in all the wrong places and hated it.

Trick came over and pulled me into his arms looking like divine perfection itself, like Ellie he could easily have been a supermodel, agencies would cry for him to join them, he looked like the definition of a Greek god, sun kissed skin at six foot five with broad shoulders and a muscular physique, he had the pecs, the abs, even had the Adonis belt, I looked at the v shape that went down into his sweatpants and almost drooled, even the light sheen of sweat covering his body looked like baby oil, it was ridiculous that anyone could be this good-looking, it wasn’t just his body either, even his face was perfect like a gods, strong chiseled jawline, Cupid bow shaped lips, piercing ice blue eyes with hair such a dark brown it could easily be mistaken for black as it fell into those stunning eyes a tousled mess, and I was supposed to believe he wanted me?

“Molly? You with me?” He lightly teased.

Shaking myself out of staring at him, I mumbled, “yes.”

“Good,” he leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips and murmured, “I love you so much Molly, I’m so happy you survived, I was so worried I would lose you.”

“You were a little mean in the forest,” I whispered.

He cupped the side of my face with his hand and murmured, “I’m sorry, baby, I had to be tough with the food, you’ll lose control of yourself, you can even go insane if you don’t eat raw meat regularly.”

“You got mad when I was sniffing the berries too.”

He lightly chuckled, “I was hungry, and you scared the food away. I know it’s going to take some adjusting, but you will find everyone is going to be tougher on you in wolf form, there will be more discipline because we are thinking mostly on instinct, primal thoughts and as the wolf. It won’t mean we don’t love or care about you anymore, though, ok?”

I gave him a slow nod and looked up into his eyes, they were glistening with the rush of adrenaline that the change brought on, it always left werewolves more exhilarated and aroused, now I knew why, I could feel it in my own body like a humming energy pulsating.

Seeing his eyes glisten with all that adrenaline, with hunger and lust, it made me wet and he smelt it. He pressed himself up against me, leaning one hand above my head, my back was against a tree, and he murmured, “I’m going to f***k you against this tree now.”

I can only nod as desire so intense leaves me light headed. He lifts me, makes me wrap my legs around his waist, I cry out as he pushes his thick, big c***k inside of me, fills me up, stretches me until I feel like I might break, that warm familiar burn of pain is there, but stronger than that is the intense pleasure coursing through me, tingling over every nerve ending in my body as he thrusts into me, hard, desperate, frantically, over and over, I can feel that warmth building up inside of me, I rock my hips and meet him thrust for thrust, I can feel the bark cutting into my cheeks with every hard and desperate thrust, it’s so good, everything feels so good, and I feel like I’m floating on air as pleasure intensifies, one moment I’m floating and the next I’m crashing over into ecstasy as he brings me to climax screaming and moaning.

He thrusts into me harder, more frantically, he grunts as he climaxes inside of me, and he grows still, his forehead on my shoulder while we catch our breath.

When we were done he gently put me down on the floor, his hand slid to my a.ss, and he turned me around. “S.hit, sorry sweetheart, I didn’t mean to cut your f.ucking a.ss up on the bark, are you in pain?”

“It stings a little, but I’m ok,” I smiled.

He cupped my cheek and kissed me softly on the lips, “ok, let’s head back.”

“I don’t have any clothes,” I said.

“Right, they’re back at the cage, alright, stay here I’ll grab something.”

While I waited for him the wind blew across my sweat covered skin making me shiver, after a few minutes he came back holding a pair of grey sweatpants and a white shirt. “Sorry, you’ve locked your place, I had to grab some clothes from mine.”

“Thank you,” I smiled, I took them and felt self-conscious as I pulled on the sweatpants and shirt, I didn’t think they would fit because I was so overweight, but to my luck he was so much taller than me at six foot five and muscular, so while the sweatpants were a little snug they fit me ok except for the length, the shirt was a little bit oversized on me too which I wasn’t expecting, but I was so glad.

I turned to see him staring at me and giggled, “why are you looking at me like that?”

“I love seeing you in my clothes,” he came over and kissed my neck and mumbled, “makes it obvious you’re mine, and I’ve claimed you.”

My cheeks grew hot, and I became so flustered that when I tried to take a step back I tripped over a branch on the floor, he caught me by the arm steadying me with a light smile on his lips, “careful sweetheart.”

As we made our way back, he led us to the main pack house where everyone was eating dinner. I sat down at the table ok, but I winced when Trick took a plate off the pile of spare ones, and they made a scraping noise, suddenly everything seemed so loud, too loud, the sound of the food hitting the plate whenever someone added more on theirs, the sound of chairs scraping was like nails on a chalkboard with the volume turned up to a hundred, the sound of everyone chewing drove me insane, even their voices as they all talked with one another. It.was. Just. Too. Loud.

I covered my ears with my hands to block out the noise, but I could still hear everything, my senses were heightened now which was making the sensory overload way too much, I started rocking on my seat and Trick asked, “Molly, what’s wrong?”

“Be quiet,” I said.

“Is it too noisy for you?” Someone else asked.

“Be quiet, be quiet, be quiet,” I kept repeating, everything just needed to be quiet.

Trick held his hand out to everyone, a signal to be quiet, and everyone stopped talking and eating.

He gave me a minute and then said, “do you want to leave the room?”

“Yes.” I got up and walked out still covering my ears, and he followed me.

One of the things I loved about Trick was that he wasn’t a talker, he didn’t like small talk or making conversation with people he wasn’t close to, he was a cold and silent type of man, he didn’t feel the need to fill the silence. Someone like Kai for example, who was always talking and joking around would have made me worse right now, but Trick walked beside me silently, he knew I didn’t need words right now.

I went back to my place and after a few minutes I uncovered my ears and looked at him, “I’m ok now. Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, it’s not your fault, and it’s your first day as a werewolf, everything is heightened tenfold to what you are used to, for someone like you, it’s going to take time to adjust and cope with.”

I smiled, he always acted so cold and uncaring, he could be downright callous at times, but I knew he had books on autism and had been reading them and learning on how to help, and support me better, it was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me.

“Are you feeling better? Or do I need to give you a little help feeling good again?” He asked, a smirk on his lips as he came over and picked me up, making me squeal as he carried me to the bed.

He threw me down onto the bed and with his gaze traveling over my body, he huskily murmured, “where do I begin?”

I smiled growing excited from the anticipation, he grabbed the sweatpants and pulled them off me and I giggled and gasped when he put his tongue between the folds of my p*****., he lightly traced his way up to my c.lit and very teasingly and gently licked it, Trick was incredible when it came to oral s**x, everyone he’d been intimate with said the same thing, he just knew how to use his tongue and mouth so perfectly, he always hit all the right spots in just the right way with the perfect amount of pressure, he was very much a giver in the bedroom, and he had practiced using his tongue on me until he worked out exactly what worked for me in particular, I didn’t like hard or firm pressure on my c.lit, it was too sensitive and kind of hurt sometimes so with me, he was always very gentle and light and teasing, he would lick it for a little while and then move away from my c.lit, teasing me and building me up until I was begging for a little more pressure on my c**t, he would kiss it too, he would kiss my p*****. and work his way up to my c.lit, sometimes just kissing it for a little while before using his tongue again, it drove me insane with lust, and he was doing all of that right now.

I gripped the bedsheets tight and couldn’t stop myself from rubbing myself against his face for more friction. Chuckling he gave me what I wanted and focused on my c.lit until I came screaming and crying out loudly unable to control how loud I was being.

When I was done, he crawled on top of me and pushed himself inside, I wrapped my arms around his neck trying to bring him closer against my body, he fell onto me and laughed, “f***k!”

“Sorry,” I giggled.

Kissing me, he picked me up off the bed, even knowing he was a werewolf, it still took me by surprise whenever he lifted me as if I weighed light as feather when I was anything but!

He put me on the very edge of the dresser, spreading my legs and hooking each leg over his arms and slammed into me making me gasp.

“Too rough?” He asked

“No.”

He carried on slamming into me, pounding me so hard and fast my back hit the mirror behind me, almost sending it crashing to the floor.

He had never been this rough with me before, but it felt good, and I could feel that warmth slowly filling up inside of me again.

With my legs still dangling over his arms, he breathlessly said, “hold on to my neck tight.”

I did as he asked, and then he picked me up and pounded into me while holding me, I was afraid he would drop me even though werewolves could lift a small car with ease if they wanted, I clung to him tighter, and he breathlessly laughed, “I won’t drop you babe.”

When I didn’t loosen my grip he laughed again and carried me over to a wall and started f.ucking me against it with my legs still hooked over his arms, it was hot, and he was thrusting into me so hard I came for a second time, my moans made him thrust harder and then he came too.

I was just as breathless as he was when he carried me to the bed and put me down. “Next time can you make more noise?” I asked.

He laughed softly, “right, I forgot you’re one those woman who want to hear me enjoy myself, I’ll be more vocal next time.”

“Good,” I grinned.

I climbed into the bed, and he climbed in beside me.

“It feels so strange you staying the night, you are staying the night aren’t you?” I asked.

He pulled me into his arms and softly started playing with my curls when he said, “yeah, I’m staying the night sweetheart, and every night after that if you’ll have me.”

Smiling, I kissed him on the lips and whispered, “definitely.”