Rogue

Chapter 6

Aiden POV

The sun has long since risen but I can't tear myself away from the woman sleeping in my arms. I hold her tight as I did for hours and I don't know how I could live without that feeling. To feel her soft, fragrant skin, her full breasts stacked against my chest, to feel her all in my hands, was the best night of my life. I've had beautiful women, real amazons in bed but none gave me such pleasure as the little thing in my arms. Just the simple fact that I felt her next to me without doing anything but kissing her brought me immense happiness.

A playful ray of sunshine spoils the sleep of the sleeping beauty. I watch in amusement as she wiggles her little nose and wait impatiently for her beautiful eyes to open, which happens without delay. I wake up bathed in the waxy silver of her still sleeping gaze.A fine stripe forms between her arched eyebrows as she wakes up for good and realizes the position she is in, naked, hot and wrapped around me.

"Good morning, Sunshine!" I greet her.

She looks at me hard and wants to get out of the tight embrace of my arms.

With a sudden movement I turn her under me careful not to crush her and press my pelvis against hers. She shudders in fright as she feels my manhood hard against her womanhood and then suddenly freezes.

"That's better. Now I know how to make you sit still."

She gently lifts an eyebrow and moves her hips suggestively. I gasp for a moment and then a huge grin stretches my face. I move closer and whisper directly into full lips.

"Um, do you want to play sweetheart? I'm more than willing."

"Dream on! Get down after me!" He says wryly and tries to slide out from under me.

"No love, not yet. Let's get to know each other." I say perfidiously and smack myself on the soft, hot mouth. I grab the bottom lip and gently pull my teeth against it. Her hot breath incites me more and I slip my curious tongue into a treasure cave. Her shy tongue touches mine saucily and I feel myself going mad. I advance the kiss challenging her to a duel from which we emerge only when the need for air is absolutely necessary. The silence of the bedroom is broken only by our agitated breaths. The porcelain of her cheeks is covered in a charming shade of pink. The eyes are the color of liquid silver and drowned in desire.

Her delicate neck draws my gaze. On white velvety skin the black wolf shines like onyx, with all the power of my love. I touch the tip of my nose to the perfumed skin in gentle caresses and then mark it with wet, playful kisses. I bite gently and feel her tense. I know why and try to soothe her.

"Easy baby, I'm not going to hurt you. Just let me taste you." I still feel her stiff so I look into her frightened eyes and say as seriously as I can.

"Silver, I would never brand you without your consent. When we do it will be mutual and soon." I close with a grin.

Without waiting for his reply I return to the delicate neck and continue my displeasure. The scent of violets that her skin exudes tickles me. Every morsel of flesh I meet along the way I bite gently, suck and lick like a delicious dessert. I stop at the full breasts that tease me with their aroused n*****s, catch them between my lips and pull a little harder. Her deep moaning is music to my ears.Tiny hands dig their nails deep into my back and I feel her shudder beneath me. Instinctively she presses her pelvis against mine in a time-honored move that brings me close to the edge. We rub our fiery bodies together in faster and faster lustful motions. The blush covering her skin tells me she's on the verge of orgasm. I slip my hand between us and gently press through the silk of the boxers that hidden place full of magic. She disintegrates in my arms in a long, deep sigh. I hold her tight until the spasms of her body subside and looking into eyes still numb with desire, I say as seriously as I can:

"I love you! I love you and I will adore every bit of you until the end of my days, in the hope that I will ever wipe away every tear and drop of sorrow that I have brought to you."

Her beautiful eyes turn to liquid silver, big tears appear in the corners of her eyes.

"Sshh, don't cry love! Please, it destroys me to see your tears again! I beg you princess!"

Her cry breaks my heart, breaks me into little pieces. Strong sighs shake the frail body still scarred by illness. My rejection has left deep scars and I know it will take time to recover. Even if I can subdue her in bed, outside the bedroom I'm still an enemy she doesn't trust.

I pull her into my lap like a child and gently rock her. I slowly whisper words and vows of love to her that I believe with all my being. Slowly, slowly, the sobs and tears drain my frail body of strength and I fall asleep in her arms, I can't let go, I feel happy and filled with tenderness just looking at her. I make myself a promise, I'll never let anyone hurt her again. I'll protect her from anything, even myself if I have to, and whoever dares to hurt her will pay with his life.

Later I'll leave her on the bed and go into the shower. I wash as quickly as I can, I don't want to let her out of my sight for too long. The feeling of imminent danger makes me feel sick and I try to get up the courage to be paranoid. I still can't figure out how I lasted so long without her. When I go out I see her lying in bed like a kitten in the sun. She keeps her eyes closed and doesn't notice me looking at her greedily. I try to keep my desire in check, I don't want to frighten her even though underneath her fragile and innocent appearance lies a strong and passionate woman. When she sees me, a strong shade of pink covers her pearly skin. I can't help myself and lazily walk towards her covered only with a towel around my thighs. If possible, she blushes harder and jumps out of bed dragging a sheet too big for her. She glares and tries to slip past me. The bastard in me doesn't back down and in one move I leave her covered only by her long hair and a pair of tiny panties.

"You bastard!" She screams angrily and slams the door in my face.

After getting dressed and having breakfast in an impassioned silence, which no matter how hard I tried I couldn't break, my beauty rearing up in absolute silence, I took her hand more forcibly and walked towards Alpha Nicolas' house. I don't know whether to regret or curse the event that took place, the fact is that I was taken completely by surprise. And it all started so simply.

"Alpha Supreme!" I was greeted respectfully by an older, vaguely familiar man. After a moment's hesitation I remembered who he was, a close friend of my parents who often visited when my father was alive. After his death he came less often probably thinking it unseemly to visit a widowed woman too often.

I embraced him as a dear friend, he taught me many things when I was a little kid and a jerk. A single moment of inattention when I let my girlfriend out of my sight and the madness began.

Eveline Perez was bleating like a sack of sackcloth in front of me. Irritated that I'd ignored her the day before, she chose to take her anger out on my soul mate. A very bad move, especially when you're dealing with a jealous and hurt woman in the first place and the Supreme Moon in the second. The only words I got to hear out of her mouth that made me let out the most animalistic growl were:

"Look at the state of you! What's an anorexic to do!? You'll die in your first month of pregnancy!"

Luna's transformation was astonishing and the fastest I've ever seen. In one leap backwards, the most magnificent she-wolf appeared. Brilliant white and unusually large for her human size. Silver eyes turned red, alpha eyes. The howl was so menacing that for a moment I feared for those around me, even the silly b***h who dared to challenge her. With one swipe of her paw she projected it a few feet away. Her power was enormous and felt like a force field, preventing the other woman from transforming. The woman fell to the ground and her face was marked on her left cheek by a huge claw. Although we healed quickly we had a feeling that those marks would remain forever.

Using our communication channel, we ordered them:

"Enough!"

He turned his head to me and gave me a hurt look. Her eyes had regained their silver color but anger still emanated from every pore. She growled at me and melted into the depths of the forest.

"Stop it Silver!" I shouted loudly and at the top of my lungs, fear for her invading me like a powerful hotness.

"Go after her!" It's the first time she's turned from rejection. She will feel weak! I'll take care of her and she pointed me to Eveline, Sophia urged me.

"I want her out of here as soon as possible. Keep her away from Silver." I ordered and ran after my girlfriend. I could feel her suffering and tormented with remorse. She was a gentle being who would never hurt anyone she cared for and probably, though she didn't deserve it, was suffering for the injuries she had done. She wasn't very far away and I found her quickly when I turned too. She was still in animal form but she was circling, completely unfocused. I pushed her gently with my muzzle and leaned my head on her neck. She may have been upset but her little wolf was happy to meet her mate. We sniffed each other and I grabbed her soft, furry fangs at her neck. She growled at me and showed her fangs.

The sudden transformation after weeks of sleeping drained her of what little energy she had gained and I watched as she staggered off to a bush. She was returning to human form and I knew it was over. She needed my help.

I waited patiently, transforming in turn. The absence of our clothes brought a frown to my face. Personally, I had no problem walking around naked as no werewolf does but Silver, she never stood naked in front of anyone. She always had clothes hidden in places known only to her and never appeared naked in front of the pack.Tayler and Jay were always looking to prank her, stealing her clothes but she was smarter than they were, leaving them not once naked.

When I see she doesn't show up I get nervous. I head for the bush and find her passed out. Panic and fear squeeze me like a strong claw around the neck. I take her in my arms and with desperate eyes search her lime-white face. She breathes.

"Princess, wake up love!" With gentle movements you rocked her and gently patted her pale cheeks. My eyelids lift with difficulty and I find myself looking into completely confused silver eyes.

"Aiden?" The voice calling my name is whispery but fills my heart with happiness. I haven't heard my name spoken by her lips in a long time, without anger or pain.

"It's me, love! Are you all right?"

"My God, what have I done?" she cries.

"It's going to be okay, I think it's healing already. She deserved it! And I mean that with all my heart. She had no right to talk to you like that. You're the Supreme Moon! You're my moon!"

"Am I? What kind of Moon am I, killer?" she sighs.

"You're a Moon hurt by a bastard like me and insulted by a b***h!"

Her tears are like acid to my soul and I would do anything to stop seeing them but unfortunately any interaction with me ends in sobs.

I pick her up and head for home. She doesn't weigh much and I enjoy every minute of feeling the soft, warm flesh pressed against me. From time to time I press my lips to her smooth forehead, whispering soothing words. At the entrance to the city I see no one and make a mental note to thank Nicolas for that.

When I get home, I leave it on the bed and go to prepare a bathtub with bubbles and all sorts of women-appreciated crap. I find her in the same position I left her in and at the risk of smelling like a meadow of violets, I plunge myself and her into the hot water.

She's leaning against my chest and I'm really frightened by her lack of reaction. I expect to be thrown out, to some screaming but not indifference. So I try to appeal to humor.

"If you tell anyone I took a bubble bath with violet perfume, I'll have to kill you." I say it as seriously as I can and snatch a weak chuckle from her. I continue in the same serious tone and run my hand casually over the n****e itching from the rich foam.

"Don't be naughty!" And she smacks my hand.

"The Alpha Supreme is not naughty and can do as he pleases, I decree!"

"Alpha Supreme is an arrogant bastard!" He argues with his nerve and already I think he's feeling better.

"Alpha Supreme loves you and wants to make love to you." I say it softly and with passion. Her look is worth a thousand words. And among them I see acceptance. But I'm in no hurry though I want her with every cell in my body, I'll wait until she's ready for me and the force of my passion.

I turn her gently towards me and press my lips to hers in an animalistic kiss. I sip it as if it were something vital to my life. With a wide grin on my face, I look into eyes clouded with desire and wonder:

"Now we're going to play a little!"