His Perfect Warrior

Chapter 5

Jake

Her touch sends little tingles from my waist to practically every part of my body. She leans her head against my back, and I can feel her relaxing. I take my left hand and start rubbing her thigh and knee. I can feel her inhale and exhale sharply. I continue to rub until I need my hand to shift. I pulled the bike into a parking spot in her apartment complex, and Levi is leaning against his car holding Zarinas purse.

I turn the bike off and before I can even get the kick stand off Zarina is already almost off. Damn she’s fast. She takes her helmet off, and shook her hair out. All while walking towards Levi to grab her purse.

“Thank you for bringing it. Sorry you had to. I can’t believe I forgot it.” She says to him.

“No worries at all. I need to get some dinner anyways.”

I walk over to him and nod in his direction.

“Hey man. You all going to the human territory tonight?” He asked me.

“Yea for a few hours.” I answered him and all he did was nod, and get in his car to leave.

“Come on I want to change.” Zarina says practically dragging me.

“Alright, alright.” I say almost tripping. She starts to laugh. Even her laugh is pretty. We get into her apartment building, and she pushes the button for the elevator. I never noticed how bland the apartments are for omegas. We walk through the doors into the elevator and she pushes the number 4.

“How long have you lived on your own?” I ask her.

“Since I was 18. I didn’t have to move out, but I told my dad I wanted to and he was understanding about it. So we found this place, and I’ve been here ever since. It’s not much but it’s home.” On that last sentence she started to unlock her front door.

“Well, here we are. Home sweet home.” She said as she opened the door and walked in. It was a one bedroom one bathroom. And the living room and kitchen where so small that they were barley two separate rooms. I walked on and just took a look around. I can’t believe I let my people stay in such small living arrangements. Zarina could tell I wasn’t too happy. She threw her purse on her kitchen counter, took off her shoes and said;

“I know it isn’t much but it’s home to me. And I love it. You can sit on the couch if you’d like I won’t be long.” She said and started walking to her room. I started to walk towards the couch but then a sweet and delicious smell caught my attention. It was her. She is everywhere on this place, but this smell is most strongest in her room. This isn’t her normal scent. This is stronger. She must have, pleasured her self recently. I stood at the door way and I am staring at her bed. I just stood there inhaling her scent. I closed my eyes and took a long deep breath. When I opened them she was standing in front of me, and her blue eyes turned to an icy blue. The look in her eyes was pure animal. She was wearing jeans and only a bra. Her breast and perfect. Perky and round.

“I could smell your-“ she said as she inhales. I moved in closer to her to the point where our lips were only inches apart.

“I know, I smell yours darlin’.” I said taking two fingers placing them under her chin and tilting her head up towards mine more. At this point we are both panting. Take her. No we need to do this on her terms.

“I told you we would go slow. But you’re very hard to resist sweetheart.” I tell her. I then move her head to the side and start kissing on her neck. She moans softly.

“I know. So let’s go slow.” She said and then next thing I knew she was walking away from me. And did I love to watch her walk. Her hip sway is so hypnotic.

“I’m almost done then we can go.” She says as she walks over to her closet. She has on high waisted jeans that are boot cut, black boots with a slight heel. Her bra is black and all lace. It fits her amazingly. But I’d rather see it on the floor. Stop it. She’s holding up different shirts that would match while standing in front of her full length mirror. she paused extra long on this 3/4 length sleeved shirt that is red. Red is definitely her color. She then holds up a black shirt.

“Honey, the red one.” I tell her, as I sit on the edge of her bed. I make eye contact with her in the mirror. I just smile at her. She is so beautiful. It would also complement me nicely. I’m in my usual jeans, boots, and T-shirt. But I have a jacket on because we are on the bike. She looks at me and smiles.

“You have good taste.” She says to me as she hangs the other top up. She puts the top one and it hangs off her shoulders.

“You’re so beautiful, and confident. Its intoxicating.” I say to her looking her up and down. She just smiles at me again, and reaches back into her closet. She pulls out this black leather jacket.

“I always wear leather when I ride.” She says as she fixes her hair. It waves naturally and is so long. I just want to play with it. She sprays some perfume on, then walks back into the living room. I follow her like a lost puppy. She takes a few things out of her purse putting some in her coat pocket and some in her pants pocket. I was just standing there watching her.

“You know I don’t carry a purse when I ride.” She says zipping her coat up.

“Ok I’m ready.” She says and looks at me.

“Let’s go.”

Zarina

We walked out of my apartment building, over to his bike. I really do appreciate that he wants to take things slow. But I don’t know how much longer my wolf can take it. I also don’t know if I’m ready to be Luna. I’m suddenly in my head. I just look down at my shoes, and fall a few steps behind Jake.

“Hey what you thinking about?” He turns around and asks me.

“Huh?” I pause. Then shake my head and snap out of it.

“Oh, nothing.” I say. Jake just scoffs.

“Well when you’re ready to talk about it I’m ready to listen.” He says and turns back around. I’ve never had a man say that to me. That’s a new thing. Huh.

We reach his bike and he once again hands me a helmet. I put it on and start to strap it, as he straddles the bike and turns it on. He pats the back seat and kicks the kick stand. I straddle the bike behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. He turns the bike on and the engine is loud, but not too loud.

Our drive to the restaurant was absolutely beautiful. The way he took wasn’t the main interstate. He took back roads, and they were twisty. But that made the ride more fun. On the straightaways Jake would reach back and put his hand on my knee then run it down my calf. The touch would send tingles all over.

We made it to the restaurant, and it’s another mom and pop place. BBQ this time.

“Mmm, smells so good!” I said smelling the air, as he turned the bike off and kicked the kick stand out. I get off the bike, take the helmet off and I shake my hair out. I see Jake inhale deeply, hold it and exhales slowly.

“Yes you do honey.” He says to me and his eyes go ice blue. Then he blinks and they are back to the deep green that I love.