Indie;
My eyes were sticky and hard to open. All the crying had made them swell and dehydration had made them dry. I was sure I hadn't dreamt of Rollo coming to me in the night but I wasn't wrapped in his arms anymore.
I spread out my arms to feel for him, but the bed was empty. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes so I could see in the dim room, I half sat up and spotted him right away.
He was sat on the edge of the bed with his back to me, his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. The sight tugged at my heart, as if trying to pull me to him, to comfort him and take back my decision. But I couldn't. I had stuff I needed to sort first. I needed to wrap up my old life to start a new one full of werewolves and witches and god knows what else.
He was topless and I took the opportunity to appreciate his back. The well defined muscles caught the early dawn and made my mouth water. I wanted to run my tongue across each of them.
"Can I get you anything?" Of course he knew I was awake. His voice was small and broken and it made my insides hurt hearing it.
"No, thank you, I can sort it." I needed a drink but I also needed to pee so I scrambled out the side of the duvet to venture for something, "do you know what time it is?"
He lifted his head and purposefully looked away from me, "It's a little after 5."
"Why are you up so early?"
"I have too much going on to really sleep right now."
"Is there anything I can do?"
He turned his head to face me and I felt locked in place under his gaze. I felt a change in the air and before I really knew what was happening, he lunged and pinned me against the bed, my hands trapped by his on either side of my head and him resting between my thighs.
Something was different. I didn't feel like this was really Rollo.
"You could stay," His husky voice pleaded.
A dark storm brewing within his eyes, he slowly moved his lips to my neck, brushing along ever so softly so I could feel his warm breath every time he took a ragged exhale. I felt something grow against my leg and my body reacted of it's own accord. My back arched and my hips pushed upwards, desperate to feel him on my core. I closed my eyes in ecstasy when he growled and pushed me back down into the mattress with his body.
"I could make you stay." He whispered against my jaw. Right then, I wanted him to. I wanted him to stop me and leave me naked in this bed for him to use however he wished, whenever. I wanted to forget everything I knew and follow all the rules.
It just wasn't me. Like he had a duty to his pack, I had a duty to give Benjamin's mother her closure regarding her son. I had some remenance of a life to clear up. Then, when I came back, I wouldn't just lie down or roll over because he said.
But, damn how I wanted to stay. His hands released mine and began exploring my body. He pulled me impossibly closer to him, kissing and licking desperately at my neck. I felt my resolve slipping with every second, my legs clenching involuntarily but ultimately just pushing him harder against the spot between my legs. I gasped feeling how rock hard he was. I needed to separate us before this went too far.
"Rollo," I was completely breathless, my head spinning and my body surrendering, "Rollo, stop."
He continued his assault, his touch becoming more needy, more passionate. I gripped his head by his hair roughly and pulled him away to face me.
His eyes were pitch-black, gold swirling faintly in the distance. He glared down angrily at me,
"You are MINE." He growled, before kissing me hard. For a moment I was lost in the kiss. I'd given in. His hands snaked behind him and captured my wrists, securing them both above my head with one of his giant palms.
He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and massaged it with his tongue. The slight pain caused a wave of pleasure to consume me and I couldn't stop from becoming a whimpering mess beneath him.
"Really sounds like you want to stop." He mocked in a deep, sexy voice. His free hand slipped under my top and he gently rolled one of my n*****s between his fingers.
"Ahh, Rollo ....fu ....please." My body was squirming from his touch. My skin on fire and I needed him to cool it down.
"Use your words," he said between light kisses, "tell me what do you want?"
I didn't know anymore. I had no idea what I was begging for. Did I want him to stop or just stop teasing me and give me all of him? My throat felt tight as I tried to swallow. My bottom lip quivered in similar time to my thighs. I fought to keep back tears.
I wanted him but I knew not like this. I wouldn't ever be fully here until I closed the last chapter in my book.
"I want to stop."
He removed some of the pressure he'd been applying on my body. His hand dropped my breast instantly and his head dropped into the crook of my neck.
He took a few slow steadying breaths, planting one final kiss behind my ear before he stood up from the bed and left the room without another word. The door clicked shut quietly behind him.
Alone once again, I gave into the sadness that overtook me with his departure and curled myself into a ball, sobbing into the bedsheets.
I could faintly hear the sound of a broken howl in the distance.
Rollo;
I sat, listening to her slow, sleepy breathing. Sometimes she snored ever so lightly it was like hearing a kitten purr. My kitten.
'Kid ..'
'Shut up, Clay, I won't force her to stay. I won't lock her up like Matty did.'
'I know, I don't want that either. I want her to love us. Just remember I can be stronger than you, your human heart is struggling, I can feel it, let me help you. I'm an Alpha too.'
I sighed. He was right. I didn't know how I was meant to cope with her leaving. Never knowing if she'd come back. I'd need him more than ever now.
She'd let me hold her when I snuck in. Her pillow was still wet with tears. She was torn over this, she didn't want to leave, which meant she'd come back, right?
'She'll come back. It's obvious she feels the bond. There isn't a chance she'd resist it long.'
'But I wanted her to stay because of me not the bond.' I whined. I was like a lovestruck teenager, losing his mind over a girl he barely knew.
'She's spent time with us, she likes us, even after throwing her around earlier in anger, she didn't kick us out of her bed.'
He was right again. I have always trusted Clay more than anything and I should trust him now. He can take care of us, of the pack, when I'm too distracted too.
I registered a change in her breathing. She rolled over and let out the most adorable sigh as she stretched. She probably didn't even know she did it but that small squeak gripped at my heart.
'You need to keep it together, she's awake.'
I felt her eyes on me, my back heating under her gaze.
"Can I get you anything?" I couldn't take the silence anymore but can I get you anything? I'm an Alpha not a butler. She mumbled a no thank you and rolled from the bed. I had to look away. I already knew she wasn't wearing underwear under her skimpy shorts and cami pyjamas combo, I'd spent hours feeling the fabric. I'd moved away from her to stop from ripping it all from her body and taking her before she even woke up. I didn't need to see how delectable she looked with her messy hair, like she just got f****d seven ways and her skin on such show to me.
But I could smell her. That same elluring scent. Clay growled, mostly at himself, for wanting to go and taste her so bad that he could barely keep it together. He wanted to know if that sweet spot hidden between her legs tasted as good as she smelled.
She asked if I knew the time.
"It's a little after 5." Too early for you to leave is what I wanted to say.
"Why are you up so early?" Because you're breaking my heart and I'm terrified when I wake up, you'll be gone.
"I have too much going on to really sleep right now." It wasn't a total lie.
"Is there anything I can do?" Goddess damn it. There is so much you could do. I gave in and risked a peek at her and my whole body felt weak. My lungs stopped moving and throat closed up. I felt Clay push forward to keep me up, lending me strength when I needed it.
'Let go, kid, I got it.' And I did. I didn't fight him at all, I just let him take control. What I didn't expect was for him to pin her to the bed straight away and ask her to stay.
I felt her body underneath mine, her warmth, her soft skin. I smelt as her arousal seeped from her. I was drunk on her, addicted to the smell, to her touch, obsessed with how her body responded to me as much as I did her. I felt my growing length push across her thigh and she lifted her hips into me in response. Rubbing her core along me to feel each inch.
Clay retreated as I took charge and put my weight back down onto her, embedding her into the mattress and growling in frustration.
"I could make you stay."
I hadn't meant to say it outloud but the Alpha side to me was claiming his mate. I could make her stay. I needed her to stay.
I moved my hands to her body, stroking her sides, her ass and pulling her into me harder. I couldn't be close enough no matter what I tried.
My tongue assaulted her marking spot, I couldn't stay away from it. I licked and kissed and nipped, preparing the area. My possessive side took over and I wasn't backing down now, she was going to stay, she was going to wear my mark and I was going to mate her. All I could think was how good she would feel wrapped around my meat, I didn't register her speak to me, until she yanked my head back, forcing me to look at her pleading eyes.
"You are mine." I snarled at her before capturing her lips in a desperate kiss. Raw passion between us. I felt her give in as she kissed me back with as much need. All the while her scent filling the room like a sinking ship. And I wanted to drown in her more than I wanted the air to breathe.
I took her wrists and trapped both her hands above her head as I playful bit her lip. She groaned and wiggled under me and I couldn't help the smirk. I did this to her. She made those sounds for me.
"Really sounds like you want me to stop."
I wanted to take my ever hardening self out and just breed her immediately but I was having so much fun teasing her, I wanted to feel every cell on her body.
I found my way into her top with my free hand, keeping her trapped in place with the other and pinched her already perky n****e.
She writhed and moaned my name, begging for something but she didn't say what.
I pecked at her neck, her jaw, every time becoming more and more addicted to her touch, the tingles she brought.
"Use your words, tell me what do you want?" After everything, I still needed her consent. I couldn't force myself on her, into her. I needed to hear her say she wanted me to keep going, to make her mine, to fill her.
"I want to stop."
I let go, of her wrists, of her breast. I stopped and buried my head against her neck.
'She'd forgive us, we need to do this.' Clay tried to take over to keep going but I fought him off, inhaling her scent and working up courage to say goodbye.
But I couldn't. The moment I tried, Clay would win and he was an animal with a primal need. I dragged myself off her body and half ran to the door, letting it click shut behind me. I ran to the stairs and leapt down into the lobby, throwing the front door open and sprinting as fast as I can.
'We should have made taken her, she wanted us.'
'She said no, Clay, you can take over but you run and hunt, you don't go to her.'
And I shifted. My smooth change in form as I ran and the grass and mud between my toes suddenly fell under paws. .
'I think it's best we don't see her again until she comes back.' I cried to my wolf.
Clay howled, loudly and angrily and we disappeared into the dawn.