It's Dark Within

Wait, Is Jack...?

        “Open your eyes, rain. I can’t take much more of your sleeping torture.”

        I could hear Jack, but I wasn’t sure if I wanted to listen to him. I was exhausted, and all I wanted to do was keep sleeping. Especially with the dreams I was having. Bad, dirty, wet dreams about a very special wolf that was right in front of me. I was in the middle of being bent over the counter in the bathroom with Jack thrusting roughly behind me when his husky voice entered my ears. I felt a nudge on my shoulder, must be Jack. I groaned, opening my eyes to see Jack with his head propped up on one hand and staring down at me.

        “What happened?” I asked, putting a hand against his cheek.

        Jack shrugged a little. “You passed out, a pack doctor came to look at you and you’ve been asleep for about four hours now.”

        I sighed. “Oh, so I missed the run?”

        “Are you disappointed about it?” He raised an eyebrow.

                “No, we can run when we get back to our territory. So, why did you wake me?” I remembered what he said a minute ago with a smile.

                Jack ran a hand through his hair. “You were moaning out my name for the past hour and a half. I couldn’t take it anymore.”

                I know my face went cherry red as I adverted my eyes to the bedding under us. I didn’t know what to say. I felt embarrassed, but not to the extent I would have expected. So, apparently those dreams I was having…were audible. Jack knew I was having dirty dreams, and if he didn’t by my moaning, I’m sure the wetness in my panties gave it away.

                “I’m sorry it was bothering you.” I said before chewing on my bottom lip.

                Jack chuckled. “Bother isn’t the words I was going to use, rain.”

                I glanced back up to him and raised an eyebrow, I was starting to feel mischievous. “What word were you going to use, Jack?”

                A low growl escaped his lips. “I will never get used to how good my name sounds on your lips. And I was going to use the word arousing.”

                Unable to help my giggle, I reached out to run my hand through his hair. “You know, you can come over here and show me what that word means to you.”

                “As you wish, love.”

                Jack was on me before I got the chance to react. He had me enclosed between the bed and himself, his warm lips on mine. I let him in and felt our tongues begin to dance together. This was better than my dream. I got to actually taste him instead of just guessing. Mint, must be his toothpaste. I felt the hem of his shirt touch my hand, and I was damn sure going to take advantage of that. My fingers slipped under the fabric as I began to explore his finely toned chest, and tracing along the V-line of his waist. I felt him let out a low growl as my finger hooked into his waistband and popped it.

                “I’m trying to show at least a little bit of control here, rain, but you’re making it near impossible.” Jack said as he kissed down my chin to my throat.

                Getting lost in him, my hips bucked into his. “Who says I want you to stay controlled?”

                He paused and I could feel his whole-body shudder as he resisted falling into the ‘wolf-lust’ as it’s so eloquently called. It’s when male Wulfkin get so around they are right there just on the brink of turning and there was no going back, they had to find their release before they could calm down. The only thing was, Alpha’s were usually the only ones who this could happen too. Yet, here was Jack with eyes as black as ebony and fangs protruding from his mouth. From my understanding, the reason the fangs come out is to mark their mate. Also, another thing only Alpha males could do, was called knotting. Yep, just like wolves in the wild. Any wolf short of an Alpha could not achieve knotting, its sole purpose is to make sure the Alpha’s mate took all his seed. To insure better chances of conceiving. But, getting pregnant is trickier than it seems. The mating process has to be fully complete before impregnation could even begin to happen. As in verbally claimed, marked, scented, and had intercourse at least twice completes the process. So, seeing Jack like this was confusing my tired brain.

                “Oh, you really weren’t kidding, were you?” I said teasingly. My whole body could help as it reacted to Jack’s wolf-lust. Being the more submissive wolves, all she-wolves who encounter their Alpha mates wolf-lust usually sends them into a lust spiral themselves. Which could be a major issue sometimes. If an unmated female happens to stumble on an Alpha in wolf-lust she could be at risk at submitting herself to him, even when her mate is found, but the process has not been completed. There was only one wrench in my knowledge. Jack wasn’t an Alpha…right?

                Jack placed his head against my chest, trying to calm himself down, but I wasn’t helping his situation. Feeling his touch, and having his face so chose to my breasts only made me begin to drip more into my damp panties. His hand found mine on the bed and pinned it above my head as his fingers intertwined with mine. He squeezed hard while his other hand held him steady above me, and when he let out a deep breath I could feel his hot breath between my breasts I let out a slight whimper.

                He really growled that time. One I had only heard once before. Flash back two years ago, me and the brothers were at a pack house of a pack in the high north. We were all in the common area and I was talking to the Luna of the pack, and when she saw her mate return from a work out he snatched her up and took her to the closest bathroom. That’s when I heard the growl as we all could hear her scream his name.

                So, knowing that Jack was making that nose now was making my center even wetter. I couldn’t even help myself. I wasn’t usually like this. Playful, and lustful. Yet, when it came to Jack I was experiencing new things everyday it seemed.

                “Why are you holding back, Jack?” I whispered seductively, trying to resist the urge to press myself against his hips again.

                He swallowed hard as his black eyes looked back up to me. “Three reasons, rain. One, your still hurt from what that asshole did. Two, your only seventeen and I turn nineteen three days after your birthday. Three, I want you to be able to sense me as your mate when I f**k you for the first time, but I don’t know if…”

                “If you can come down after being this aroused?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

                I heard hum huff his answer, and like I mentioned. Seeing a male in the wolf-lust made she-wolves crazy. I was no exception. I used my foot to kick him off me, rolling him over on his back. I got up and went to the edge of the bed, motioning for him to come closer to me with my finger. His black eyes narrowed as he did what I asked, and as soon as he was sitting on the edge of the bed I slipped between his legs.

                Jack let out a breath and growl all at one as my hand began to rub him through his sweatpants. I smirked up at him, reaching in to pull him out. Now I know why Lexana was freaking out about at the bonfire as I unknowingly gawked at what was in my hands. Dear god, I should have been prepared for this I guess. I couldn’t even wrap my hand around him and touch fingers together, not even close. At this rate, I was sure he was going to reach halfway down my throat.

                When I glanced back up to him, Jack watched me with his intense wofly eyes. I got this. I’ve seen my share of porn like the average person. Some human, some Wulfkin. Enough to teach me a few things. Yes, if you haven’t caught on by now. I’m a virgin.  

                I licked my lips as I let out a slow breath. Jack’s hands gripped the bedsheets hard as I did. So, he liked that? Alright, I’ll remember. I leaned forward and let my tongue taste his head gently, getting used to him, and letting myself get used to this. I heard him let out a slow controlled breath as I guided him into my mouth. I slid him as far as I could and made sure to breathe through my nose to keep from gagging. He easily touched the back of my throat, and I was well aware he was enjoying this. Jack’s whole body shook as he controlled himself, making sure he stayed right where he was.

                I began to methodically work my mouth up and down his shaft, using my tongue to swish him from the bottom. He groaned as he reached out for me, but then pulled back. It was apparent what he wanted to do, and I was going to let him. Eventually. I was still working on building him up. He was not allowed to release so soon, he deserved better than that. For all the s**t Jack’s put up with since the day he entered my life, fight after fight, my brothers, the Gathering, the boys at school. I wasn’t to relax him in a way I wanted to since he won’t let me have him inside me yet. I was going to make him regret that gentlemanly decision.

                My hand reached up to pull on his shirt, giving the hint I wanted it gone. Jack quickly ripped it away from him before giving me his full attention again. I swallowed on him hard while he was pushed against the back of my throat. He let out another groan, running his hand through his hair. I couldn’t help the pleased moan that escaped from me, vibrating against his shaft. It excited me to see him like this, and I could feel I was already soaked in between my legs. My arousal only made him that much harder, and I decided maybe it was time to let him have his way. When his hand reached for me again, I pulled off him, licking my lips and nodded. A low primal growl escaped Jack’s throat, his hand laced into my hair and guided me back onto his shaft as he stood up off the bed. He pushed himself as deep into my mouth as he could, pumping his hips at the same time. My eyes nearly watered as I felt my whole body react to him. I could have sworn my dormant wolf purred in pleasure, but I pushed that thought away and focused on Jack. His thrusts became rougher, chasing his climax as I felt myself moan again.

                “f**k, Ell…” His voice was deep and husky, making me even more aroused hearing how I was affecting him.

                I let my claws slide out and lightly drug them down his stomach, giddy when his whole body shuddered and his shaft pulsed. He must be getting close. I relaxed my throat the best I could and allowed him even further access. He noticed immediately and his rhythm sped up. I moaned against him again as his hand tightened in my hair.

                Jack let out a few deep controlled breaths. “I’m going to c*m, Ell. Pull me out before I-“

                I looked up at him and shook my head no at him. He gave me this look that set my whole body on fire before letting his head fall back as he released. If he wouldn’t have warned me I might have drowned. I expected for his c*m to be bitter like Janelle told me, but it wasn’t in the slightest. Instead, it reminded me of Jack. Warm, with a hint of vanilla and just a tiny kick. I swallowed him down while he was still in the back of my throat. I could feel Jack’s hand release my hair, allowing me to freely suck him until he was spent. When I was done I looked up at him and ran my tongue over my lips again, knowing he enjoyed it.

                He shook his head at me as his eyes slowly returned to normal. “Damn, rain. You didn’t have to do all that.”

                “I wanted to.” I said before I bit my bottom lip teasingly, watching him let out a deep breath. Taking the advantage, I leaned up and let my fangs slide out, sinking my fangs into his skin between his c**k and hipbone. Pulling back, I admired my mark. It wasn’t a real mark, which is located always somewhere on the neck or shoulders. This one, was just for me. 

                Jack closed his eyes to remain in control. “Did you just sign your work?”

                I giggled. “Pretty much.”

                He helped me to my feet before wrapping me up in his arms. I noticed what he was doing, I wasn’t even sure if he knew it either. “Jack? Did you just scent me?”

                “What?” He asked as he leaned back to look me in the eyes. “I did what?”

                So, he didn’t know what he was doing? Something’s going on. Maybe I should ask Callum about it. “Nothing. Never mind. Wanna take a shower with me?”

                Jack groaned, leaning in to nuzzle his face into my neck. “If we do that, I’m not going to be able to stop myself at all.”

                I giggled. I don’t think he realized what he was doing. Jack literally just scented me, and now is unconsciously checking to see if it took. This guy is going to be the death of me. “Fine, but I swear to you. That’s what I want for my birthday.”

                “You want me to f**k you for your birthday, rain?” He asked with a devilish look on his face as he looked me in the eyes.

                “Jack. I want you to take my virginity for my birthday. Now I’m going to get a shower.” I said pulling from his arms.

                Jack ran a hand through his hair, his leg bouncing under him, watching me not bother to shut the bathroom door as i begin to undress.