3: Who is she?

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We got to my car and I heard her gasp! “Wow, now this is a car. I have not had the chance until tonight to even look at a jaguar!”, “Love the color too, by the way! She says smirking at me. I laughed at what she was applying that comment to. "You know all that talking, and I never asked your name." She blushed hard, looking up at me slowly saying “My name is Serenity, but I go by Sin.” I fought harder to control my wolf. I realized I could not hear her thoughts now, which was weird. I could smell her arousal causing me to grip the steering wheel, making my knuckles fall white as snow. We finally reached her home, which sat on almost ¾ of an acre nestled in the redwood forest with a view of the ocean. We pulled into her driveway off Patrick’s Point Dr, looking at the stunning house made of cherry wood giving off a reddish-brown color. A one-level home that was captivating! “Wow, this is an amazing Sin! Looking at me with a grin, she simply replied thanks! Neither one of us wanted the night to end. She invited me in to talk more, so I grabbed my stash out of the car and followed her inside. Her home soothed me as soon as I walked inside. Sin’s floors were of rocky coast pine vinyl, dark grey with black running through the two-bedroom, bath home. Sin was telling me she turned her loft into an office when she was promoted a while back. Walking back into her living room looking at the crème-colored walls, Sin walks to her glass table which holds a few crystals and incents. Lighting up one called Moon Goddess, she reached down to pet her cat, which she calls a biscuit. After she showed me around, I had extraordinarily strong feelings that she was a Gypsy Witch; they are exceedingly rare and very deadly. She had so many trinkets around her house along with imagery along her walls of wolves and writings that spoke of the moon goddess. There were also moon goddess markings. Could she also be a wolf!? Getting excited, I feel she must be a rare hybrid. I sit down in her living room relaxing on this amazing cream-colored sofa waiting for her to come back out of her room. When she said she needed to go shower and get comfortable, I couldn’t help but think of what I would do to her right now if this was going the way I hoped. It is impossible for mates to keep their hands off each other. I hear the water shut off; her scent becomes so strong. I am not sure I will be able to control myself....her bathroom door opens, and she is humming this tune that puts me in a trance; not even realizing she has been standing in front of me for the past twenty minutes looking worried. Once I snap out of it, I’m confused, not understanding how I just lost twenty minutes of time. “ Hey, are you okay?” * She bends down in front of me, saying* “I have been trying to get your attention ever since I walked out of my room, you just sat there like you were frozen with your eyes open. “ “ I am fine, sorry, I can slip off into deep thought sometimes...” I hate to be dishonest but, in this situation, I don’t have a choice. I cannot tell her that her humming caused me to be paralyzed for twenty minutes. This is turning out to be one hell of a night. Changing the subject fast, I said to her... “ You look so beautiful and definitely more relaxed”. Smirking, she looks at me while biting her bottom lip. I can tell she wants to ask me something so badly, but she decides against it. I was able to poke through her mind to catch what she was thinking… “Why would he call me his mate after saying MINES?” “Honestly, I wouldn’t even be curious if the bartender didn’t do the same thing to my best friend.” I was damn near dancing and thanking the heavens that she did not ask; that would have opened a can of worms I do not want to deal with just yet. We ended up watching a movie on Netflix she has been putting off for a while now due to working so much. It was surprisingly good, but my mind was simply on her. When she invited me into her bedroom, I almost had a heart attack. She did not notice me fighting to remain cool, calm, and collected. Walking into her room, she had these LED lights aligning the walls around her room, causing her room to glow in whatever color she wanted. *Sin POV* He sat on my bed slowly, unsure of why we were there. Laughing to myself, I walked into my closet and pulled out my stash. I still had some platinum sour left along with some space queen. I pulled out my tray and began to roll up four blunts as he watched me in awe. “What?” I said, looking into his eyes. Smiling, he says…, “I was not sure if you smoked but I see how you get down just like me. I like that!” He also pulls out his stash and begins to roll four blunts. Failing to hide my blush, he leans closer, looking deep into my eyes…, “I know I said this earlier but you're so f*****g beautiful” before I could respond, he kisses me…gently at first until the kiss deepens. I tried to stop the moan that escaped my mouth but it was useless. I swear at the same time, he let out a low growl that instantly soaked my panties. I pulled away before I lost my damn mind. I have been celibate for a long time after my ex. He stole my virginity from me at 16, saying no to him is asking to be beaten until he takes it anyway. I smiled into his eyes, wishing I had not pulled away now. Four years with NO type of intimacy or s****l contact. I refused to be with anyone again after what my ex put me through. Over time, I wanted real love and to give myself to someone of my own free will. *Shawn’s POV* I could tell she was thinking hard after we kissed. Something was troubling her, but it was nothing to do with the kiss, it was something else. We talked more while smoking every blunt that was rolled. We were both high as s**t, somehow, I ended up lying right next to her. She turned over, lying on her left side to look me in the eyes. It felt so good to be near her. She listened to everything I had to say, I felt like I knew her my whole life. I felt her hands on me, touching me, pulling me closer. Catching her off guard, I kissed her hard before I realized what I was doing. I was right on top of her laying my body on hers making sure she did not feel my d**k, just yet. *Sin POV* I was so f*****g high I could not think straight for a minute, I started to feel a little nauseous. I did not realize I was running my hands on his chest, even though he was still dressed, I could feel the muscle. I was getting so horny I started to pull him towards me. The next thing I know, we are kissing, and he is now on top of me. I thought I would be terrified once I realized what was happening. I felt no fear, just need. I wanted him so badly, and I am going to have him now. It has been too long, I deserve to have some fun even if nothing comes of this.
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