Chapter 12, Beautiful Night

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(Warning) Just to let you know there will have s****l contact in this chapter, with adult languish. After the talk a week ago about letting Steven mark me and mate with me, it went better than I thought. Well, the only thing I let him do was, to mark me. I told him about this, either after our date that you are taking me on. I will let you have some fun after this week. Even if we don't go on a date, I will still let you have some fun. He let me have the week to think about what I wanted to do next with him. And now it is getting harder to keep my hands to myself. So I have chosen to talk to him about it. Yes, this might end in a fun way, but I will have to do it one day. And the longer I wait the harder it will get, to stay away from him. I was walking to our room. I walked in through the sliding doors to a warm comfortable kitchen. There were only a few people sitting at the table talking to each other. As I walked by them they nodded their heads at me. I walked out of the kitchen and into the hall, I turned and walked up the spiral staircase that led to the second floor. My heart was racing, pounding against my chest and I don’t know why. I just felt so nervous for some reason. I reached our room and turned the doorknob. I slipped in quickly closing the door behind me. The shower was running, informing me where he was. There was a dim lamp that was on. Suddenly the bathroom door flew open. I was so focused on my thought that I didn’t even notice the shower had stopped. Out walked Steven, his lower body wrapped up in a towel while everything else remained wet and revealed. My stomach tightened as the tingly feeling occurred again. He stopped instantly as he stared at me. “Are you okay?” he asked, concerned. “Yeah”. I must look crazy. I'm standing in the room with my hormones getting higher. My eyes left his face and began scanning everything else. His muscles flexed every time he made a move. Beads of water drizzled down and around his abs like a maze. I was growing wet between my legs. A small growl escaped his lips causing my eyes to shift back to his face. I noticed his eyes closed tightly. “Princess, I don't think you know what you are doing to me”. he began taking deep breaths again. Something else caught my attention. I looked down at his waist, noticing the erection that was pushing against his towel. I was tempted to walk over and touch him. Tempted to press my body against his. “Yes...I do”, I confirmed. He opens his eyes. The eyes that were once a pretty dark green were now black orbs of the night. He walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist. He kissed me gently. I could feel his hands exploring and touching me in the most wonderful ways. He picked me up off of my feet to carry me over to the bed. My heart began racing. I was still a virgin, so I wasn’t experienced either. What if he doesn’t like it? My nerves were on the edge now. I was terrified, trembling with slight fear. “Princess, please relax. I will take care of you”, he whispered into my ear. The sound of his soft yet masculine voice sent sparks through me, replacing me. He smashed his lips onto mine again, adding fire to the sparks that were already erupting through me. The feeling of his skin against my own felt so incredible to me. His lips left mine to allow me to catch my breath as they trailed kisses down my jaw to the curve of my neck. Kissing over the mark that he made. I whimpered when he did, my body trembling as he went along. Each kiss. Each lick. My body reacted, shaking under his hold. He lifted his body up to look down at me, his eyes their natural color once again. “Princess. Once I start I can't stop”. There was no question. There was no thinking. I had no doubt nor do I want to reconsider. “Don't stop”, I whispered, biting my bottom lip. He let out a growl as his eyes blackened again. For some reason, I loved when his eyes turned black. It was so unnatural yet intriguing. He kissed me again aggressively as his hands slid down my waist to my ass, grabbing a huge chunk of me. I gasped, which made him growl even louder from my reaction. He sat up so he was hovering over me. He gripped my shirt, ripping it open, revealing nothing but my bra. He reached down and unbuckled and unzipped my jeans. He slid them down slowly, leaving me in nothing but my underwear. He looked down at my body, letting another growl roar from the base of his throat. He slid my bra straps down and off of my arms before he unlatched it. He tossed it carelessly onto the floor. I wrapped my legs around his waist. The feeling of his soft chest rubbing against my bare rock-hard n*****s was sending me into a frenzy. I was growing wetter and wetter by the second. I wanted more of him and I want it now. His lips left mine to explore other parts of me. Kissing all over my neck, I followed the trail of kisses down to my shoulder and chest. Cupping my breast with his hand, he took one of my n*****s into his mouth. He used his other hand to massage the other. I moaned louder, arching myself up to him, allowing him to take me into his mouth more. It’s a good thing that these rooms are soundproof. He licked and sucked as his tongue drew circles around my hard n*****s. His hands reached my panties, and he gripped them, pulling them down slowly. He pulled my panties down my legs and throw them on the floor. He laid his body between my legs, holding himself up by his arms, and began nibbling on my neck. Sparks were flying from every spot he touched. He pushed his waist against mine, forcing me to feel his rock-hard erection against my inner thigh that was begging to be in me. He removed his towel from around his waist, exposing his huge manhood. My breathing grew heavy again, curious about how that was going to fit. “Princess. Just breathe for me. I will be gentle as I possibly can”, he whispered in my ear. He kissed my lips again as he positioned himself in front of my entrance. He began easing himself in as I moaned. “Steven”, I whimpered as my nails dug into his flesh. He bit my bottom lip as he eased the rest of himself into me. I moaned loudly against his mouth, enjoying the pleasure and fulfillment. In...out...in...out. The feeling was beyond intense. I was loving every moment of him. He eased himself out and back in again, thrusting himself. “Steven...faster”, I begged. He increased his thrust, harder and harder as I whimpered for him not to stop. Soft kisses were planted on my neck near my mark, making me moan. “I don't want to hurt you”. The air from his panting breath blew into my ear. “You won't. I know you won’t. You are fine I trust you”, I said while painting. He pushed himself harder and faster. His strokes his thrust, his speed intensified. The pressure was building up and I couldn’t take it anymore. “Steven!” I screamed out his name. Groaning into my ear, he planted his head into the curve of my neck. So close. Finally, the moment I wanted so badly. The moment that he had created. I released myself around his d**k, arching my back from the insanely pleasurable moment. He pulled himself out of me as his c*m oozed down my inner thigh. My body went limp, enjoying the tingly feeling from the aftermath of my orgasm. I closed my eyes panting heavily, trying to catch my breath. Steven collapsed onto me, resting his head on my shoulder. I could feel him inhaling my scent as he lay still on my naked body. I wrapped my arms around his body, enjoying the comforting warmth that radiated off his body. The only thing that I was thinking in my head was ‘I had s*x with a werewolf.’ Not a lot of people can say that. Well really not anyone can say that... Author: What do you all think? Did not go too far with it. 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