Divided

Chapter 8: Sweet Release

As I walked away from the barracks I could feel the anger disappearing as it made way for something else. Something I knew how to deal with.

Lust was burning me up.

The wolf within me, paced my mind with drool dripping from its mouth. I quickened my step, as I ignored the waves and greetings along the way.

That faint smile. Those big eyes. I groaned out of frustration and pushed the image of the girl in the kitchen out of my mind.

I recalled the image of Tanya in the study. The sun caressing her skin, and transforming her hair to gold. The tiny drops of sweat on her neck and collarbone. Her frown - that serious frown, that hid most of her attractive features. Those legs of hers, wrapped around me, pulling me closer.

When I came to a halt on the porch of the pack house, I was hot and sticky. In my deranged state, I completely forgot that Tanya would not be here.

"Everything okay here, bro?" Alex placed a concerned hand on my shoulder, which I shrugged off.

"Please send for Tanya as soon as possible." I didn't make eye contact with her as I stepped into the house.

"Sure." She said as she turned on her heals, "Just take a shower in the meantime. Tanya might find the scent of lust arousing, but the sweat is a bit of a downer." I growled at her, and she shouted something I didn't catch.

I headed up the stairs and into our room. I kicked the door shut and started to get rid of my clothes as I made my way to the shower. 

I gasped as the stream of cold water hit my chest. My heartbeat slowed and I could feel myself cooling down. But my head was still all over the place. I recalled images of her naked body, her breasts, and all those scars. f**k!  The heat that was radiating from my groin was almost unbearable. I was hard to the point of bursting, and the mere idea of getting relief made me twitch.

"Jack?" Tanya called as she entered the room. I ignored her call and wiped at the last traces of soap before I closed the tap. "This place is a mess." I heard her whisper, and then the lid of the laundry basket slammed shut. 

All my senses were heightened and I could smell her now. She wore that too sweet perfume, she asked for last Christmas.

In my head, the wolf howled at her presence.

I wrapped a towel around my waist, pushing my too obvious condition down and entered the bedroom. Our eyes met, and I knew she not only saw my need, but smelt it. I felt myself building up to the same crazed state of mind I was in before the cold water sobered me up.

The thin blouse she had on, tried to hide her own arousal, but failed. Her two erect n*****s instantly drew my attention. When she saw where my eyes lingered, heat rushed to her face. She folded her arms, and tried to hide her anticipation, behind a stern face.

"Alex called me. What do you want?" She asked. When I approached her instead of giving her an answer, she averted her eyes and walked over to the window. She leaned on the desk with her hands and stared at the pattern on the drapes. Her attempt to increase the distance between us, had no effect on me.

I was too far gone.

She gasped in surprise when I placed my hands next to hers on the table and pressed myself hard against her backside. I wanted her to feel me - to feel every inch of me.

"This isn't space, Jack." She whispered as she turned her head towards me. I responded by grabbing hold of her hips and pulling her into me. She gasped as I moved against her.

"We need this." I coaxed, as I moved my hands from her hips to her breasts. I cupped them softly and then groped hard, as I pulled her down into me. My right hand trailed off and ran roughly across her stomach before I grabbed hold between her legs - another gasp. She brought her hand down to mine, and pressed it harder into her.

A low vibration rolled from my throat.

Anticipation.

I kissed her neck as I reached for her skirt and pulled it up and over her hips. I pushed her panties down. I took hold of her neck, as I slid my other hand down between her legs once more. Now there was no material obstruction between my touch and her wetness, and I played with the different textures between my fingers.

"Let's. Talk. First." She moaned almost incoherently, but I wasn't deterred. She reached up to one of the drapes and just before she could pull it open, I grabbed her hand. Stopping her. My towel fell to the floor and I pressed against her naked cheeks. There was nothing between us now - skin on skin. For a few seconds all movement was seized. As I pulsed I could feel how close I was to her.

I yanked the drape open with her hand in mine. Exposing us to any walker by, or curious eye.

"This is what you want?" I growled in her ear, slamming her hand back on the desk. I grabbed hold of her hair and pulled it to my nose for a moment before I pushed her down, forcing her to bend over. I was controlling her with the golden curls I had firmly in my grasp. She tapped the hand that pulled her hair, in an attempt to get me to let go. 

But once again. I was too far gone.

Without warning I slammed into her. Making her head shoot up as she muffled her scream with her own hand. Once I was in, I couldn't stop. I pulled her into me by her hair. My other hand was on her back, pushing her forward before I thrust into her again. Over and over. As deep and as hard as I could. Not stopping. Never stopping.

"Jack," She managed, as she tapped my leg, "you're hurting me." I could barely hear her over my own heartbeat. But it didn't matter, because I couldn't stop. I couldn't let go of this intoxicating rush of ecstasy. Every thrust into her, made me want more. I couldn't stop now, even if I wanted to.

I was too far gone.

Then she dug her nails into me. The sting broke my momentum and I looked down at my leg, seeing that she drew blood.

He growled loudly through my mouth, grabbed both her hands, and pinned them to the desk above her head.

"That wasn't nice." The wolf sneered into her ear and slammed into her continuously. After a few minutes, he handed me the reigns again, and I took up where I left off - with new found stamina.

I was left, to claim what I needed. Which I did. With one final thrust, I erupted inside of her. The tension was broken. I was left breathless and in awe. I knew I needed this, but I didn't know how badly. I collapsed on top of her. 

Her whimpers started to die down, and she stopped pulling at my grip on her hands. 

After a few moments of struggling to catch my breath, I pulled out and pushed myself off Tanya. She didn't move, so I picked her up and carried her to the bed.

I wrapped her in my arms and almost instantly fell asleep.