Heat: second wave
1133 Words
Adrian
As I get closer to the house, the smell hits me. The sweet scent of my mate. Aroused. Was she in heat? That's impossible! I whip into the driveway of the pack house. At this point, I'm fully hard. My c**k straining against the confinement of my slacks. I'm in an all out battle with my wolf over control of my body. One thing that was certain. We both wanted her. Now!
Jumping out of of the car, I rush towards the front entrance. There are several unmated males trying to get into the house. And several mated warriors on the outside trying to keep them out.
I make my way to the side entrance to my office. Probably the only door not guarded. Using my my key to gain entrance. Now I'm rushing up the stairs towards the intoxicating scent. It got stronger the closer I got the master bedroom.
I am greeted by my Gamma fighting a pair of guards, trying to gain entrance to my room with my mate!
Friendship be damned! If he laid a finger on her, I would f*****g kill him. That much I can guarantee. She was mine. Only mine.
I can smell her release in the air. This only makes my wolf go berserk. My wolf taking over, I wrap a hand around Joshua's throat and slam him against the wall. His feet dangling a few inches off the ground.
"You dare touch my mate?!"
No answer. He is already in a personal battle with his own wolf. And his windpipe is being slowly crushed by the pressure of my hand. He got lucky that a voice from behind answers for him. James speaks above my ranting.
"He hasn't laid a paw on her. We made sure of that. Now go! She needs you."
I take one more look at my friend struggling for air. Then almost reluctantly, I drop him.
"Get all these people the hell away from my house!"
I move towards the bed where Riley's limp body is currently laying. Angel is dabbing her forehead with a rag.
My wolf whimpers.
"About damn time you showed up. She's been suffering because of you!"
That caught me off guard. She is the one that urged me to give her time and space. But I don't dwell on it for long.
I kick out of my shoes and begin fighting with the buttons on my shirt.
"Leave us!"
Riley
I regain consciousness. I can see darkness beginning to fall through the cracks in the curtain. How long was I out for this time? I try to sit up, but something is weighing me down. A very masculine arm is wrapped around my waist. the other beneath my head. Then it hits me. I vaguely remember his voice while I was unconscious.
'Its okay, baby, I'm here now.'
I remember feeling such peace as a different kind of warmth overtakes me when he wrapped his arms around me. My body finally stopped fighting against me. I must've fallen asleep.
I struggle to turn over. I hadn't really gotten a good look at this man. My fated mate, as Angel called him.
He's beautiful. Adrianen had to at least be in his thirties. He has high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and those lips ... I continue my exploration down the rest of his body. He was a freaking giant. There were slabs of muscle that covered his bare chest, arms and torso. A V-line disappearing into the slacks he still wore. Not even going to mention the hard-on he was sporting down there. It was huge!
I feel the familiar burn begin again. This time, the source of my relief was at my fingertips.
Need Mate!
With a single finger, I lightly trace the lines on his abdomen.
Mine
I smile to myself. Because, I actually felt it. Like this man, this virtual stranger, was made just for me. I look at him and feel like a piece of me was missing until he showed up. This perfectly imperfect man, was all mine.
Continuing my silent exploration down to the V-line until it stops at the hem of his pants. Should I?
I look up to his handsome, still sleeping face. That single finger daringly makes it's way down to the enormous erection straining against his fly. I soon become brave. My hand is now exploring the entire length of him. Stroking him through the layers of clothing now separating us.
His breathing hitches. He moves to lay flat on his back. Drawing her out of her trance. I look up. But his eyes are still closed.
I try to steady my nerves as the fire that's consuming me begins to steadily take control. I go to touch him again. It's not enough. The pressure building between my legs is enough to make me spontaneously combust.
I straddle his thighs. Fitting my naked cunt perfectly against his erection. I let out a moan at the contact. It's too much now. I start to move. Grinding my hips back and forth against his length. the friction just makes me want more. I can't help it.
I reach for the belt buckle of his slacks. Then the button and zipper. I reach into his waistband of his underwear and shimmy my hand down towards his c**k. Just when my fingertips brush against his naked flesh and I'm about to claim my prize. A large, tanned hand wraps around my wrist. He caught me.
Shit!
My hand is extracted. I look up at his face. His eyes almost black. God he was sexy. Which did nothing for my current predicament. I start grinding against him again. Not breaking eye contact. Daring him to stop me. I'm going to get what I want. Whether he wants to participate is up to him.
The fire is all consuming.
He drops my hand to grasp my hips to control my movements. He lets out an animalistic growl that should have frightened me. But it only made me want more. His hands tighten as he forces me to pick up speed. My cries of pleasure fill the room. I can feel that familiar tightening in my core. I can feel my release just on the horizon. I grind down harder against Aiden's hardnesses.
"f**k, Riley!"
In one swift motion, he changes our position. I am now beneath him. Both of my hands are pinned by one of his above my head. I whimper and wrap my legs around his waist. Trying hard to find that release that was just out of reach.
He growls again. This time it's out of irritation. I cease my movements and look up at him in question.
"No more games."
His lips came crashing down on mine...
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