A Matter of Convenience

Fifty-One

~Isis~

Ericson grabs my wrist and pulls me behind him, out of the office, and up the stairs. He pushes me into a room, and his scent wraps around me. We are in his bedroom, and I have no idea why.

Can I just be honest for a second and talk about how turned on I was in that office? The image of Ericson having his father pinned to the wall is burned in my brain, and my body has responded. I was trying to do everything I could to keep the scent of my arousal out of the air. I assume no one caught on, so that’s a good thing.

I’m pushed against the door, and for a brief moment, our eyes meet. So much is spoken at that moment that it’s hard to pin everything down. I notice a flash of black in his eyes before they go back to their human color.

I’m not sure what comes over me, but I reach up and grab the collar of Ericson’s shirt. I pull his body close to me, and he wastes no time in smashing his lips to mine. I swear I can feel that kiss in my toes. My body is humming, responding to the warmth coming from his.

Ericson’s tongue brushes across my bottom lip before tracing the seam, causing me to part my lips. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, using it to explore every corner. I moan in his mouth, and that must spur him on because his kiss becomes more passionate, more frenzied.

My hands are roaming his upper body, pulling at his shirt. I’m trying to get him closer to me, trying to have us melt together. My hands find their way under his shirt, and my body shudders at the feel of the lines his muscles make. He is a fit wolf, and I’m appreciating every bit of him.

Ericson’s mouth leaves mine, causing me to whimper. He presses kisses along my jawline, letting his tongue paint the path. I let my head fall to the side, silently praying that his lips land on my neck. I’m quickly rewarded, and my core sweeps in response. Ericson’s hands are roaming my body, tugging and squeezing my breasts when they land there.

I move my body closer to his, trying to get closer to his hands. They are causing havoc on my core, and I can't handle it. I feel his hands travel down my body, and I silently hope that they are going to go all the way. His finger brushes against my core, and my breath hitches. I spread my legs wider so he could have more access. My wetness is dripping down my thigh, and I'm close to begging for a release.

As quickly as everything starts, it stops. Ericson pushes himself away from me, and I’m instantly cold. He sits on his bed with his head in his hands. I stay against the door, breathing heavily. “I… I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.” I know what came over me. He’s shown me a side of him that I would have never accepted before. “We will have our ceremonies in two days. I don’t want to wait longer than that.” I can’t do anything other than nod; my voice lost in the passion we were just swimming in.

I close my eyes and swallow, trying to get my wits about me. “Uh, I… I think I’m going to go.” Ericson says nothing, his head still in his hands. I push off the door and pull it open. I risk one more glance back and hurry away, shutting the door behind me.

That was hot!

Rona, you’re back!

Yeah, and I need you to go back to Ericson. We need a replay. I roll my eyes and march out of the packhouse. I need a hot shower and a long nap.

~Ericson~

What the entire f***k was that? Let me back up; I know what that was. When I had my father hemmed up, that scent hit me. I could smell her arousal, and it took everything I had to keep my wits about me. I couldn’t do anything else but get her in my room as quickly as possible.

I rub my hands up and down my face, trying to get some control over my feelings.

This is crazy! I’ve never wanted Isis in my life. I mean, yeah, she’s always been attractive, but it’s never been more than a passing appreciation. I’m a man, and she’s a woman, so it’s to be expected. That, though, that was something else entirely. I can’t even begin to speak on why I reacted that way to her arousal. And why the hell was she aroused anyway?!

I swear you ruin everything!

Nice to have you back, Blade.

Don't try to change the subject. I was excited to come back to Isis under us, and then you fu.cked it up by moving away from her. I growl and rub my face again.

Not fu.cking now! Blade huffs and puts a block up. I swear I have no idea what the hell is going on with my wolf these days. He's driving me crazy, and not in a good way.

I let my body fall backward on the bed and stare at the ceiling. There's been so much going on, and I'm still trying to wrap my mind around everything. I know I will have to see my father soon, and I'm not looking forward to that confrontation.

Don't mistake me; I don't regret what I did. I meant every word that came out of my mouth. I expect my father to walk away from the pack; he's caused enough problems. I fully intend to take over this pack in two days. Hey, E?

What's up, Charles?

We are set to make an announcement to the pack at dinner. How do you want the ceremony to be?

Keep that sh.it simple. Isis and I are going to officially take over our packs in two days. I don't want anything to interrupt that. I cut the mindlink and struggle to my feet. I'm exhausted and could use some rest before dinner. I trudge to the bathroom, excited about the hot shower that’s waiting for me.