I will never reject you

The nightmare.

We were now sitting on the corner sofa eating pizza and watching a movie, the atmosphere was light with the occasional joke breaking our concentration from the movie. It felt good to have someone there with me sharing this moment, usually I am all alone. With this thought I looked at him and decided to try something. I got up from my seat on the sofa while he turned to see what I was doing. He observed me coming closer to where he lay comfortably with a calm expression. I gave him a look as if asking for permission and then I sat between his legs resting my back on his chest. A little tremble shook my body betraying my nervousness. He didn't move or say anything, he must somehow know that this was a first for me. He kept his hands to the side allowing me to get used to the intimacy. I rested one hand on his knee and with the other one I held his hand. My heart was paunding, I hated to admit but the closeness felt good, it was something that I had never allowed myself to experience before. I closed my eyes, taking in deep breaths allowing his scent to calm me.

***

I saw his wolf in the forest, five hostile wolves started attacking him tearing him apart. I woke up screaming still on his chest, he wrapped his arms around me holding me tight, whispering soothing words into my ear.

"It's only a dream baby, I am here with you. Calm down."

My heart beat started slowing down to its normal rhythm and I finally realized we were safe in my house. When I was completely calm I turned my head to look at him, I reached out to touch his cheek.

"Are you ok?"

He asked, a bit worried.

I nodded. This was not my usual nightmares, this was something new. It felt so real though…it really scared me.

"Come on, it's time for bed."

He said and pushed me lightly to get up.

We got up, looked at each other, the attraction was strong! I didn't fight it. We came together and started kissing, the kiss slowly becoming deeper and passionate, tensing my core. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Then he swiftly got us up the stairs, me stuck on his body without breaking the kiss. We fell on my bed with him on top of me, we only broke the kiss while I removed his t-shirt, we kissed again while my hands traveled up and down his back.He pulled away and took my top off and started kissing my neck cupping and kneading my breasts. His lips moved lower, kissing and biting my neck.I pulled him back to me kissing deeply, I wrapped my leg around him, grinding against his hardness. I want him…Goddess this is happening?

He abruptly broke the passionate moment, removing himself from my embrace and towering over me while I lay there with a questioning expression. Looking down on me he said.

" Let me mark you and make you mine."

In my vulnerable state, I pulled myself up into a sitting position while I covered my breasts crossing my arms in front of me.

" I am yours now. Why do you need to mark me?"

I replied irritated while getting up from the bed, knowing that the moment was over and this is as far as he was gonna go. I walked towards the bathroom with my back to him. I pulled down my slacks. I heard him gasp surprised, I tossed them in the laundry basket, my backside in full view.

" I've got enough marks on my body"

I said pulling my long hair to the side revealing my back full of whip scars and burns from my years in the orphanage.

"I don't want more."

And I quickly entered the ensuite bathroom closing the door with a loud bang. I opened the tap and entered the shower, my heart was pounding. f**k! what came over me, why did I do that? I never liked showing my scars. I had never let any of my past lovers see my back.

I regretted my actions but now it was too late. I heard him growl and punch the wall in anger. He paced the room with heavy steps. I leaned against the wall resting my head on the wall and my forearms on each side, I closed my eyes and just let the cold water flow on my body soothing my unfulfilled desire.

A few minutes later he entered the shower behind me, he rested his head on my shoulder, taking in my scent, trying to calm down. His right hand was resting on the wall next to mine. I was enclosed by his body. His left hand moved my long hair to the side exposing my back to him. I flinched and started shaking. Tears started flowing, I tried to stay as still and quiet as possible trying to hide my discomfort. He lightly touched the scars with his fingertips while the water was flowing over us. We took comfort in each other's scent. A few minutes later I turned to face him, our eyes locked.

"I am sorry. I should have never let things go that far."

He said,his voice was low.

" I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have done that...I don't know what came over me. I don't like anyone looking at my scars."

He traced his fingers on my cheek then he pulled me on his chest holding me tight. I wrapped my hand around his back.

"I am not anyone...I am your mate!

We held onto each other for a while and then we broke the embrace and looked at each other. Then he said,

" Come on, let's get some rest. It's been a long day."

We didn't say anything else. We came out of the shower, dried our bodies. Both breathing deeply taking in each other's scent. I had stopped resisting him, I took comfort in his presence and companionship. I wanted to know everything about him. I took a clean t-shirt and slacks from the wardrobe and got dressed, then I layed in bed. He too had gotten dressed and he came near me. He kissed my forehead.

He made a move to leave, I caught his forearm with my hand, he turned looking at me surprised. I pulled in further into the bed making space lifting the duvet inviting him in.

"It's not a good idea."

He said.

"I don't want to be alone."

He gave me an intense look and then he complied, he lay down next to me. I rested my head on his chest, we held each other in a tight embrace, one that was free of lust.