The Alpha's Assassin

Ch. 6

I wake up curled into a hard chest, surrounded by fluffy blankets and nice, fuzzy, warmth. I shift slightly, burrowing deeper into the hard chest. I hear light laughter before the cover is pulled away from my face, bringing me into the harsh light. I groan lightly, hiding my face away with my arm.

"Kitten."

The name is a slow whisper, coaxing me to release my face from the darkness. I comply begrudgingly, grumbling all the way. I feel the chest chuckle against me, as arms come to wrap around me. I sigh and hum lowly in my chest.

"Jasmine. You have to wake up, your friends are looking for you."

Kain whispers it lowly into my ear, amused.

"Too comfortable. No job tonight. Need sleep."

My words are almost incoherent, mumbled into his chest. I hear Kain sigh slightly before I'm lifted up onto his chest as he sits up. He rests me on his hips, letting the covers fall from my shoulders. I mewl at the cold air on my shoulders. I shift uncomfortably, feeling Kain's seed slowly start to drip out of me. My wolf doesn't appreciate the feeling, growling in my head. Kain grabs the towel from beside him and cleans me up, gently. He acts as though I'll break in his hold. I manage to open my eyes and focus on him blearily. A small smile graces my face as my neck barely supports my head. I sway groggily, stretching my arms above my head to center myself. Kain seems to freeze again, and I realize I've been pushing my breasts into his face.

I drops my arms over his shoulders and settle my knees onto the ground, straddling him. I realize how dark the cave seems, and look outside to see it's night time. I give a sound of surprise in my throat, but don't really pay any attention. I sit down on my heels, sitting further on Kain's hips. Kain's hands fly to my hips, trying to keep me still. He groans deep in his throat, resting his head on mine.

"Kitten, you need to stop moving. Please."

His voice is strained, and I decide to listen to him for once. I settle down and bring my hands up to his face, tracing the visible bags under his eyes.

"Did you not sleep? You must be tired."

My voice is low and raspy from lack of use. Kain raises his head, looking tiredly into my eyes. His eyes still sparkle like diamonds, but they seem as though they need polishing.

"We don't need sleep. I just need to feed to gain my strength back."

Even Kain's voice is tired, almost matching mine. My face twists into confusion, looking at him with squinted eyes. All those times he bit me? Did he not feed from me? Kain seems to read my mind and rolls his eyes, bringing his hands up to my face.

"No, I did not feed from you completely. I was dumb and skipped breakfast today and I had to hold myself back every time I bit you so I wouldn't drain you dry. You don't realize how wonderful your blood tastes, especially when you're already wet. Besides, don't think I don't know the effect my saliva has on your brain. I don't want you getting addicted."

Kain has been speaking directly into my face, softly, as though talking to a child. I realize he's trying to inform me of what he's been trying to save me from, but he also doesn't know how stubborn I am. I set my face into a hard line, staring at Kain with determined eyes. He looks deep into my own, finding the stubbornness hidden deep inside. He sighs and leans back on his hands.

"You're not going to listen whatever I say next, huh?"

I pout and shake my head like a stubborn toddler. He sighs and sits back up, resting his arms around my waist. I tangle my hand in Kain's hair and bring his head closer to my neck. Kain opens his mouth and I shiver at the feeling of his hot breath on my neck. Kain uses his lips to suckle my neck before actually biting. I'm sure he's left another love bite, claiming me as his own without actually marking me.

The idea of Kain marking me fills me with unexplained giddiness before the pleasurable feeling fills me again, washing from Kain's bite down to the tips of my toes. I let out a soft moan, loving the feeling flowing through me. I can tell Kain is drawing a lot of blood, but Kai tells me not to worry. My human brain is too far gone to care what he's doing to me so long as the feeling continues. Kain retracts his fangs, but continues to suckle until my werewolf healing closes the wound quickly. He deepens the love bite, making it the deepest one he's left on my body yet. I groan softly, slowly coming down from the high his bite placed me on. Kain keeps his head on my neck, listening as my heart rate slows down back to it's normal state.

"What does it feel like?"

Kain's voice is soft, almost child-like. His arms are now resting around my waist, trapping me to him. I bring my arms up around his neck slowly, bathing in my feeling of comfort. I sigh and hum, thinking.

"It feels pleasurable, like you're bathed in a steady feeling of almost climax without the feeling of needing to reach the edge. It's comfortable and warm, but I remember that it depends on the way you're feeling before the bite. When I was still calming down from my panic attack, the feeling was intense. But just now, the feeling was more relaxed because I was more relaxed."

"Damn, you make me want to get bitten."

I chuckle, slowly falling back asleep.

"Wait, no. Kitten! we'll be forced to spend the rest of the night in the cave! Don't fall asleep on me now!"

Kain's voice sounds panicked, but I simply chuckle some more. I realize I'm slowly falling into the void of sleep, but I mange to shake myself awake.

"Did I take to much? Dammit, Kitten. You baited me with that sweet blood of yours!"

I laugh fully this time, confusing Kain out of his panic and anger.

"No, it's not you. I haven't had dinner yet, and I honestly don't get much sleep. It's common for me to just knock out when I get home from school. Don't worry about it."

My words slur slightly, smashing into each other. I groan at myself and get up, exposing my skin to the cool night air. It manages to shock me awake, bringing me back to the present. My hair falls down my back, coming almost to my butt. I hear a low growl sound from behind me before large hands warp around my hips, pulling me close to his body. I make a pleased note in the back of my throat, loving the feeling of Kain pressing into me. He fits me like a puzzle piece, hard in every place I'm soft. We fit together perfectly and it makes me immensely happy. I purr lowly in my throat, pressing back into Kain. He squeezes my hips, leaving finger marks. I don't mind.

"You never told me you were a virgin."

It comes as a shock to me, forcing me to look back into Kain's face. He seems relaxed, almost pleased with himself. I relax myself, turning fully in his arms.

"It never came up, mister."

I poke a finger to his chest playfully, not trying to hide the smirk on my face. He smirks right back, pressing his face close to mine.

"Well, I'm glad I got to be your first."