The Golden One

You Can Look But You Can't Touch

Pain.

Darkness.

"She's not the one." A voice echoes from the darkness.

"Patience. She heals fast not instantly." A second voice speaks, deeper than the first.

"No one could survive a draining like that, never mind a child."

A searing pain starts in my chest and flows through my body. I squeeze my eyes and force them open trying to force the darkness away. Blinking frantically, I try to see who is in front of me and what they are doing to me.

"Told you. That Seer was right. Sedate her, we'll drain her again tomorrow. We need everything we can get."

My vision is blurred, too blurred to see anything but fuzzy shapes. I squirm against the chains that hold me down, but the pain hits again and my body falls limp on the table.

"Hush little one. Time to sleep." The voice comes from above and I force my eyes back open. A figure looms over me; it's tall, strong, and familiar. I feel a nip on my neck and I instantly feel weak.

Darkness.

I bolt upright, blinking furiously as my eyes adjust to the light. Just as they adjust I'm pulled into Christopher's arms, his face is wet as it leans against mine. He's been crying.

Confusion fills me until I remember; Carl bit me, I'm infected. I frantically try to free my arm from the embrace to look at my bite mark. Forcing my arm loose, I pull it up to my eye line and see nothing. Absolutely nothing. Before I can comprehend what's happening, Christopher pulls away before peppering my face with kisses, his now signature move.

Between kisses he speaks, voice breathy and filled with desperation and sadness.

"I'm so...sorry...sunshine. I shouldn't... have pushed... you away." His sentence is separated by his little kisses before his mouth finds mine and engulfs it desperately.

Having his lips on mine is bliss and I can't help but let my body take over. I deepen the kiss, pulling him tight into my body. One of my hands slides into his hair and pulls lightly, the other hand runs down his back with my nails digging into him through his T-shirt. He moans against me as we are both completely lost in the moment.

Until we are interrupted by a cough.

I pull back and my eyes find Michael and Carl standing at the end of my bed. Michael's face is emotionless, but I can see the sadness in his eyes while Carl's face is stretched into a huge grin.

Wait... Carl?!

My mouth gapes open and he chuckles at me. I look at his shoulder which is nearly healed and my mouth drops open even further.

"What— How— What is going on?!" I manage to blurt out. Christopher sits on the edge of the bed staring intently at me. A doctor approaches, clip board in hand.

"Alpha Meila, how are you feeling?" She asks as she looks at the chart.

"Uh, Fine." My voice is filled with confusion, I still had no idea what was going on.

"You've been unconscious for a few hours, but as far as we can see there is no trace of the infection from Alpha Carl in your blood stream. You heal incredibly fast, even for a werewolf." She takes out a thermometer and prompts me to open my mouth before placing it in.

"What's more, after biting you Alpha Carl has started to recover. As you can see the infection has started to recede pretty rapidly." She removes the thermometer and writes the results on my chart. My eyes are darting around the room, not understanding what has happened.

"It would seem that you are either immune to the infection or you heal too fast for it to settle in your blood. Also biting you seems to have healed Alpha Carl." She finishes, crossing her arms over her chest and looking down at me.

"We would like to take some blood to run some tests on if you are happy with that?" I nod still shell shocked from everything I am hearing.

"I'll prep the equipment." She says in a cool tone and walks off. My eyes continue to scan the room until they fall on Carl who is still grinning.

"You bit me." I say in fake disgust.

"I did. And I'm not even sorry! Has anyone ever told you how good you taste?" He gives me a cheeky wink but my eyes slide to Michael, he shifts awkwardly and I blush. Yeah, Michael did every time his head was between my— Christopher growls, noticing our reactions.

"Well s**t, who knew that would hit a nerve." Carl chuckles.

"Maybe they should sedate you again to keep that big mouth of yours shut." I say sarcastically though I end up laughing and he joins me in the laughter. He's back to his normal cheeky self and I couldn't be happier.

The doctor returns and takes a few vials of blood from me. Carl returns to his bed next door and Michael leaves us too. Christopher hasn't stopped gazing at me, my hand still in his. As the doctor heads for the door he turns to her.

"Can she leave now?" He asks, still not letting go of my hand.

"I guess she seems fine. Just don't get up to anything too strenuous." She sounds pissed and swishes her hair before leaving.

"She has a crush on you." I say coldly. He looks at me and smirks.

"Do you have a crush on me? 'Cause you're the only one I care about." He winks at me and I giggle before he stands and sweeps me into his arms, bridal style. It reminds me of our date and I smile.

"I can walk you know." I wiggle in his arms to make it difficult for him to hold me. He squeezes me tight and places a kiss on my nose.

"Shh now sunshine, let nurse Christopher take care of you." He continues to smile down at me as we walk to the pack house.

"Oh do you have a uniform?" I say coyly, stoking his chest with my fingers. He tickles at my ribs and I wriggle and giggle at his touch. When he stops I lean my head on his shoulder and watch him as he walks.

Once we reach his bedroom, he gently lays me down on his bed and plants a sweet kiss on my forehead. He undresses down to his boxers while I watch on, licking my lips at the sight of him. He catches me watching and gives me a wink before turning and heading to the shower. He’s such a tease.

I lie back on the bed thinking back on today's events. Today has been a wild ride, but I am happy that we can start to get back to a bit of normality. Even if it's just the start of something bigger.

The sound of the shower stopping brings me back to the here and now. Behind that door is a delicious specimen of a man and he's completely naked. Heat rises through me as the door opens.

Christopher is standing grinning at me, shorts hung low on his hips while a little bead of water runs down his toned chest to his rippling abs. I just want to run over and lick that little bead of water from his delectable body.

"I can practically hear your naughty thoughts, Meila." His voice has that sexy husk again and he knows what it does to me by now. I bite down on my bottom lip and flutter my eyelashes.

"You can look but you can't touch." He places his hands over his body, pretending to shield himself from me. I push my lip out to pout, genuinely a little disappointed.

He slides into bed and leans in to me, taking my pouted lip in his mouth then giving it a cautious nibble. A soft moan falls from my mouth and my hands reach for him. He catches them and holds them away from his body.

"You have no idea how hard it is for me to stop you, sunshine, but doctor’s orders, nothing strenuous." He brushes my cheek before he gives me a soft peck then pulls me into his embrace.

"I'm glad you're back in the bed with me." I say while nuzzling into his muscular chest. He gives me a soft squeeze and we drift off into a peaceful sleep.

I wake naturally as the little spoon in Christopher's arms. I sigh with content; everything is getting back to normal. Feeling me stir he pulls me in closer, kissing the top of my head.

"Five more minutes. I'm not a morning person remember." He groans and I chuckle then push my body into him.

"There is a part of you that likes to get up in the morning." I giggle while moving my hips, teasing him.

"Can you blame him when he wakes up next to someone gorgeous as you?" His breath tickles my neck and my skin is set alight. That's it, time to take action.

I roll over in his arms and land a demanding kiss on his lips. He isn't expecting it but is quick to respond, letting his hands travel down my body to squeeze my ass. I pull back and look up at him seductively.

"Remember that dirty mind link we had?" My hand falls to his waistband and I let my fingers just barley slip underneath. He nods while licking his lips.

"Well I think it's time we try it out in the flesh." My voice is soft and sensual and his eyes widen. I let my hand slide slowly down into his shorts and brush over him. He closes his eyes in pleasure as my hand dances around his hard c**k. I lightly push him onto his back and sit up, pushing the covers from on top of us. I want him to watch every second of this.

I pull his shorts off and throw them onto the floor and return to give him a heated kiss while stroking him slowly. I let my lips leave his, nibbling and kissing my way down his chest, passed his tensed abs and down to his ready and twitching c**k. I place a sloppy kiss on the head and he lets out a deep growl.

Separating his legs, I kneel between them and pull my T-shirt over my head exposing my chest. He watches me, eyes dark with passion and biting down on his lip. Luckily my hair is tied up from last night so when I lean forward nothing will shield his view.

I place one hand at the base of his throbbing shaft while the other tickles across his toned stomach. Slowly, I run my tongue from base to tip making sure to cover every inch of him. I get exactly what I want when my name escapes his lips.

I like my men in the palm of my hand literally and figuratively, and that definitely won't be the last time he calls my name in ecstasy today.

I wrap my lips around him and take all of him inside my mouth. He continues to groan and reach for my hair as I slowly move up and down. He grips on causing me to growl in pleasure. My speed increases and he continues to tug at my hair while groaning and growling.

"It feels so good." The words leave his lips as a whisper and that's enough to wind me up.

I dig my nails in to his stomach as I build to my crescendo, his breathing is ragged and he starts to pant as his body writhes under us.

"I'm coming." He breathes heavily as his body pulses with pleasure. I feel warm liquid run down my throat and groan lustfully at feeling his release inside me.

Pulling back I look up and see his brow beaded with sweat as he breathes fast and heavy. I crawl back up to him and place a juicy kiss on his lips then collapse next to him.

"Fuck." He sighs and I can't help but giggle. He's so cute. "That was the best thing I've ever felt in my life." He turns to face me and places a soft kiss on my head.

"There's more where that came from, baby." I wink and pat his stomach cheekily. He quickly flips over on top of me, eyes filled with desire.

"Now what can I do for you, sunshine?" His voice is deep and sexy. He trails his finger up over my waist making me squirm, until his hand finds my naked breast. Grabbing it, he lands a rough kiss on me, tongue quick to force it's way in and swirl with mine. His hand slips down my rib cage before he stops at the seam of my panties, hesitant to move any further.

His kiss trails off and I pull back to catch his eye.

All of the confidence and desire that filled his eyes had now been replaced by uncertainty and embarrassment. He sits up and turns away from me letting out a heavy breath.

"D-did I do something wrong?" I feel embarrassed as I ask and pull the blanket up to cover myself.

"No!" He spins back to face me, fear in his eyes.

"It's not you Meila. It's me." I internally roll my eyes at his cliché but he looks vulnerable and it would be mean to snap at him so I stay quiet.

"I've never— And you have— and what if—" His words aren't forming full sentences, his eyes now looking anywhere but me.

I reach out and place my hand of his cheek guiding his eye line to mine. He's nervous. He sighs into my touch.

"What if I'm not as good at pleasing you as him." He whispers, leaving an emphasis on him. Guilt washes over me. I take a second to absorb his concerns, thinking carefully about my next words.

"Christopher, when you touch my arm you send me into overdrive. Imagine what that touch would do to me on other parts of my body. Imagine what your kiss could do to other parts of my body." I shuffle closer to him letting the blanket fall. His eyes travel down to my chest and widen before looking up to my eyes again. We lock eyes for a second, my mind trying to find a way to put him at ease with this new situation. After all, exploring each other’s bodies should be fun.

"Maybe I can show you what I like?" I suggest as I lie back down and pull him with me. The uncertainty he had seems to fade, a cheeky glint forming in his eyes.

I gesture to my thong and he reacts instantly, pulling it down my legs slowly. His eyes never leaving the spot that was originally hidden by the black lace fabric.

I split my legs and let him see every inch of me, he lies on his side with his head propped up on his hand ready for a show. His eyes have returned to their dark and lust filled state as I place one hand on my breast and the other slowly travels from my navel to my ready and waiting c**t.

I can't help but feel this is an unflattering angle but all doubts I have are washed away when I see his body’s response and his hungry expression. He's basically salivating.

I start making little circles on my sensitive spot while watching him. His eyes aren't on mine though, they are entranced by my demonstration.

I slip my fingers lower and whimper at how wet I am. He joins me in making a soft moan, his hand now wrapped around his newly hardened c**k giving it soft pumps.

I push my fingers inside and let my back arch in pleasure, he watches my every move and is clearly loving every second.

"Stop." He demands after a few minutes. His voice is commanding and I obey. He manoeuvres himself between my legs, takes my hand and places my dripping wet fingers in his mouth, groaning deeply as he does.

"You taste f*****g amazing Meila." He growls out and before I can respond his places a soft kiss on my inner thigh causing me to sigh. He moves over to my other inner thigh and leaves a gentle bite, making me curse out in pleasure.

"You wanted me to kiss other parts of your body?" His voice is low and gruff.

"Yes." I manage to breathe.

His kisses and nibbles move nearer to my dripping opening. He pauses over my c**t, making sure that when he talks his warm breath flows over it causing me to squirm.

"Is this the spot?"

"Yes." I breathe again, wriggling in anticipation.

"You're going to have to beg me for it, Meila." He growls. He's a cheeky son of a b***h, but I'm loving it.

"Please. I need to feel your lips on me. Please." I feel him grunt in satisfaction at my response before burying his head between my legs, kissing and sucking at my needy c**t.

I squeal out at his touch, volts of electricity shooting up my body. My back arches and I let my head fall back. Noises escaping from me that I've never even heard before.

His tongue explores my opening, swishing and swirling through my juices. I can hear him moan against me and I know he's enjoying himself.

As he continues to tongue f**k me, I can feel the pressure building in my core. The heat builds around me and I ball my fist in his hair, holding on for dear life as my o****m begins.

He goes faster and harder until I can't contain myself any longer, shattering beneath his magical tongue. Ripple after ripple of ecstasy flows through me as I scream out his name.

Once my body has calmed, he gives a final lick, taking in all of my juices and places a light kiss on my satisfied c**t. He crawls up beside me as I am still breathing heavy, coming down from my high.

We lay in silence until I can finally manage to form words.

"Why did we wait so long to do that?" I say, still struggling for breath. He chuckles and gives me a loving kiss.

"Ready for round two?" He gives me his devilish smirk.

"Yes, sir." I say flipping him over and reaching for his still hard shaft.

Christopher had nothing to be worried about, our bodies were in perfect synch.

Who knew foreplay could be this good?