Run! The Black Wolf's prey.

Chapter 43 - Lay by me

Isabel struggled to pack her bags, feeling dizzy and unfocused. She had so many questions! It was so hard to concentrate... Why did John spend the night in his car outside her building? How did Nicholas know where to find her at that particular time? Why did he say all those things about John, and were they true? And if so, how did he know?

She was still hurt by John's actions and his reluctance to tell her what was going on, but after everything that had happened, she was determined to find out the truth. She was desperate for answers, not only to understand what was going on but also to determine his true intentions.

However, suddenly she found herself slipping into irrational thoughts. What if he would chang his mind? What if he had left already? She hurried to the window to peer outside, letting out a sigh of relief when she saw that the car, still parked in the street.

Quickly, she gathered some random clothes, including a few tops, a pair of jeans, a sweatshirt, and a selection of panties. After some consideration, blushing as she did, she even packed a black lace nightgown.

A couple of plain dresses and the green wrap dress she had worn to Bazaar were also thrown into her bag. She looked everywhere for her favorite jumper, the dark purple one with chunky knits, but as she couldn't find it, she packed a white knit sweater instead. She then packed some basic toiletries such as a toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, conditioner, and her makeup bag. Did she really need to bring toothpaste? She shrugged. Better safe than sorry. Did she need to bring any jewelry? Of course she didn’t! She was clearly overthinking this.

Placing her weekend bag over her shoulder, she ran down the stairs, rushing out into the street to search for John’s car. As she made her way towards him, she suddenly felt a bit insecure, becoming increasingly conscious of her appearance... The way she walked, the way she carried her bag. As though she was a schoolgirl, walking towards her high school crush!

However, when she came closer, she saw him sitting in the car completely lost in thought, his hand resting on his forehead. As she reached the car, he gazed up at her with exhausted eyes.

“You must be as tired as I am,” Isabel grimaced as he stepped out and put her bag in the trunk.

“Well, I haven’t slept for two nights in a row,” he smiled wryly, “so I guess I am a little low on energy.”

“Two nights?” Isabel sat down in the passenger seat. “What happened the night before?”

“Long story,” John smiled vaguely.

“I have plenty of time,” Isabel looked at him, her eyebrows arched. Was he ever going to tell her anything?

“Later,” he said, taking her hand into his and lifting it to his lips. “I promise. Just give me some time.”

“OK,” she breathed.

Her drowsiness faded as attraction hit her, her body responding instantly to his touch. His effect on her was exceptional! She had never experienced anything like it before. She couldn't stop fantasizing about tearing off his shirt and kissing him.

They parked the car in the underground garage, taking the elevator to his apartment on the top floor. The very second he let her in through the door, she threw herself into his arms, crashing her lips into his. At last! She unbuttoned his shirt and slid her hands onto his chest. He hadn’t shaved this time, and it was slightly covered in soft dark chest hair. He kissed her, running his hands down her back.

"I think we should put you into bed," he mumbled in between their kisses.

"I have something else in mind," she nibbled his lip, eliciting a muffled growl. She gave away a little moan into his mouth as he cupped her bottom and lifted her up, her legs wrapped around him.

“I want you,” she panted.

He continued kissing her mouth, her chin, her jaw, her neck. Her scent was making him lose his mind! As so many times before, he had to force himself to stay in control.

“Mine!” his wolf rumbled. “We cannot let any other wolf have her. Mark her!”

But John knew he couldn’t. Trying to mark a human was pointless! It would only give her ugly scars without any power or meaning. Besides, she would probably freak out... The last thing he wanted to do now was to scare her, especially after everything she had been through.

Holding her steadily up against the wall, he caressed her cheek as he kissed her softly. Placing his forehead against hers, he summoned his control to calm down his own desires.

“Come, let’s take you to the shower,” he exhaled.

“Am I that dirty?” she asked teasingly, letting her tongue trail his lips, gently biting his lower lip.

“Yes ma’am,” he chuckled. “You actually are.”

She looked down, first now remembering the morning’s events, seeing the dried mud on her legs and her dirty clothes.

“I guess I am,” she said with disbelief. She couldn’t believe her encounter with Nicholas was only a few hours ago! It already felt distant.

As John carried her to the bathroom, he buried his nose in her neck. While turning on the shower, he let her slide down to the floor and slowly, he started to undress her.

First, he lifted her arms up to slide her top over her head. His tongue was trailing down from her collarbone to one of her n*****s, which he took into his mouth and sucked on it gently as he went down on his knees on the hard tile floor. Then he continued, his tongue finding its way down to her belly button, sliding further down to the waistband of her shorts.

He looked up at her. She was panting, her eyes craving him. In one swift move he pulled down her shorts as he began circling her throbbing bud with his thumb on top of her panties, making her arch her back with a moan.

Placing hot, burning kisses on the insides of her thighs, he made her tremble with anticipation. With a mischievous smile, he lowered himself down and nibbled the hem of her panties... before he finally pulled them down and plunged his tongue in between her legs.

Isabel nearly fell, her knees melting at his kiss! As she lifted her chin, she let out a loud moan as he continued circling his tongue at her bud, all the while holding her up with his hands on her waist.

Abruptly, she pulled him up to her face and kicked her shorts and panties off her feet, kissing him fervently. His lips tasted of her, salty and juicy, which oddly enough only made her even more aroused? Swiftly, she unzipped his pants, fiddling with her fingers. She didn't wanting anything in between them! She needed him, skin-to-skin.

John quickly undressed while kissing her, his hand cupping her breast as his thumb kneaded her nip.ple. He then gently pushed her into the shower, letting the hot water wash away the mud and the dirt from the morning's events while caressing her from behind, his hands running up and down her slippery skin.

Tenderly, he moved her long wet hair to the side so he could kiss her neck, and she moaned again while he slid his hand in between her legs, kneading her bud. Inserting a few fingers inside of her, smoothly pumping them in and out, he made her moan even louder, despite her efforts to keep it down, biting her lip. She couldn't hold back! His hands felt too good.

With every panting breath, she felt the tension build up inside of her, making her yearn for more... More... More..! Until eventually, as John softly pinched her nip.ple, the sensations in her core erupted inside of her and she screamed his name with her release. Her legs got so weak, John had to hold her up so she wouldn’t fall!

She slowly turned around in his arms, looking at him with hazy eyes, still panting.

“Now, your turn,” she pressed her wet lips against his.

“I don’t think so,” he chuckled, grabbing a towel that he wrapped around her. “We're gonna put you to bed, you can barely stand on your feet.”

“But I want to!” she smiled, biting her lip.

“Later,” he kissed her on the cheek as he swept her up, carrying her over to the bedroom. Gently, he placed her down on the bed, tucking her in with the duvet.

“Come, lay by me,” she said sleepily.

“I’m coming,” John whispered, drying himself with the towel before climbing into the bed.

Wrapping his arms around her, he spooned her from behind. He placed a soft kiss on her shoulder, tenderly holding her, while she was breathing heavily, already dozing off...

He buried his nose into her neck, her soothing scent and gentle breathing almost lulling him to sleep. Just as he was drifting off, she turned in her sleep and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I love you...” she mumbled with a dreamy sigh.

Leaving him breathless.