57. Chapter Fifty-Seven
~Evalina~
As sunlight filtered through the curtains of the room in the Crimsontooth pack house, I woke to the comforting warmth of a wolf curled beside me, just like the last time. This time, though, I didn’t scream. The familiar earthy scent of Felix’s wolf, mixed with Felix’s unique pullaberry smell, reached me before my brain fully processed the change of venue. The last thing I remembered, I fell asleep in Felix’s arms. I must have slept through the whole trip home and him putting me to bed. I still wore my dress from the previous day, a quiet reminder of Felix’s unwavering respect for me.
Felix would never do anything to make me uncomfortable. He’d proven that over and over again in the few days since we met. I felt I knew him as well as I’d ever known anyone, and yet I still had so much to discover.
For the time being, I simply enjoyed his presence, running my hand through the wolf’s fur and resting my head on his warm, furry chest.
Almost immediately, the wolf beneath me began to transform, until instead of fur under my head, my cheek connected with warm, muscled skin.
“Good morning,” Felix murmured. His large hand caressed my hair the same way I’d just done to his wolf. “How are you feeling?”
“A little numb,” I admitted, the weight of everything still settling over me as I snuggled deeper into his embrace. He was completely naked while I remained fully clothed, but somehow, it didn’t feel strange.
Nothing about him ever felt wrong.
“I think it’s going to take a while for everything to sink in, about what Tarron did and what he wanted, and that he’s gone now.”
“It’s a lot to process,” he agreed. “But you slept okay?”
“I slept wonderfully. Your wolf makes an excellent heat source.”
Felix chuckled. “Kai’s happy to be whatever you need him to be.”
“Kai?” My head tilted to the side as I repeated the name curiously. I didn’t remember him mentioning anyone by that name before, and I didn’t understand why he would in this context. “Who’s that?”
“That’s his name. My wolf.” Felix grinned at me, clearly amused. “I guess I forgot to mention it.”
That statement only gave me more questions. “He has a name? I mean, a different one than you?”
His warm laugh sent my stomach fluttering, like always. “I better back up a few steps. My wolf is completely separate from me even though we inhabit the same body. Some shapeshifters can alter their physical form but keep the same consciousness. Werewolves are hybrids, half wolf, half human, and we co-exist inside my head at all times.”
My eyes widened as I tried to wrap my head around it. “So, normally, you would have a werewolf mate who has a wolf of her own, so your wolf has a mate too?”
“That’s more common, yes, but I don’t like the word ‘normal’. None of us are normal, and I’m lucky enough to get a completely unique, exceptional mate.”
His passionate explanation made me smile, but concern lingered as I thought through all the implications. “What about Kai, though?”
I would never turn into a wolf, so he would never have a partner. That didn’t seem fair.
“He’s just as happy as I am, I promise.” Felix’s hand ran through my hair again, leaving deeply soothing tingles in its wake.
“He’s not disappointed?” I asked one more time.
He leaned down to press a kiss to my forehead. “Not.” His lips brushed one eyelid. “At.” Then the other. “All.”
Tilting my head up with his fingers beneath my chin, he captured my lips in a soft, sweet kiss, his warmth chasing away the lingering numbness inside me.
It didn’t take long for the kiss to turn from sweet to needy. My lips parted for him, and when his tongue pressed hungrily against mine, I couldn’t stop the moan that hummed in my throat. Felix’s chest rumbled in reply, his kiss growing even deeper. When every touch felt electric, it didn’t take much to go from sparks to full-blown flames of desire.
The bulk of him pressed into me, rolling me over so my back hit the mattress and his broad frame covered me. With no clothes to restrain him, I could feel his cock hardening against me, its firm pressure promising a wealth of pleasures that I understood much better now than when we first met. My nerves weren’t as strong as the first time we were alone in bed together but my excitement made up for it.
“I think it’s time for your next lesson,” Felix whispered, his hands stroking my face so tenderly, I felt both delicate and powerful at the same time. “Do you want to set the pace this time?”
I had no idea what that meant, but I trusted him implicitly. “Yes?”
The way his grin lit up his face never failed to make my heart soar. “Let’s try it and see how you like it.”
With tenderness that seemed entirely at odds with his size, he undressed me, laying soft kisses on each inch of skin he exposed, until we were both naked. He also put on another of the condoms, as he called them, before returning to the bed. Rather than settle between my legs like he did the last time, though, he rolled us over again so that he lay on his back and I balanced on top of him. My legs naturally fell open around him to steady myself and the pressure of his stiff cock against my core, even without any penetration, set my whole body humming.
“Your knees don’t quite reach the bed, do they?” he asked, his hands slipping beneath my knees to feel the gap between them and the mattress.
“That’s not my fault,” I protested. “You’re very wide.”
His laugh echoed around the room. “And you’re very short. But adorable all the same.”
My eyes narrowed at him. “I’m a perfectly average height for a fairy. You’re the giant.”
“As long as we fit together where it counts, I don’t care how tall you are,” he assured me, still smiling. “Sit up and put your feet on the bed.”
Following his instructions, I shifted my body so that I sat upright on him, my pussy settling even more firmly on his cock, and planted my feet on either side of him. With a gentle nudge, he encouraged me to raise my hips, and reached between us to raise his cock, placing it against my entrance. When he had it where he wanted it, he reached for my hands, lacing his fingers through mine.
“Now, sit down on me. As slow or as fast as you want.”
Ah. That was what he meant by setting the pace.
Squeezing onto his hands for balance, I lowered myself slowly onto his cock, letting him fill me inch by inch until it felt that he couldn’t possibly go any deeper. Perfect was the only word that did it justice: he filled every empty part of me, every part I never knew I needed someone to fill, but never felt like too much.
“Goddess, that’s perfect,” he groaned, his eyes hooded with desire as he gazed up at me. “ You’re perfect.”
I could say the same about him. “What now?”
“Now, you ride me to your heart’s content, my sweet Evalina. Give us both the pleasure I know you can.”
Eager to learn, I pushed my feet down into the mattress, my thighs and core tensing as I lifted myself slowly upward, feeling his cock stroke along my inner walls as I did, and Felix groaned again.
“The way you’re clenching… fuck. It’s so tight,” he gasped.
I paused in mid-action. “Is that bad?”
He let out a strangled laugh. “No, little fairy. It’s so fucking good.”
When I reached the tip of him, when it felt like he would fall out of me if I went any further, I reversed course and sank back down onto him again. The feel of him filling me a second time sent sparks zinging through my body, the pleasure even more intense than the first time. Again , my body demanded. Again , my mind agreed.
Over and over, slowly at first and a little faster with each pass, I lifted myself up and dropped back down, his cock sliding in and out of me, filling me with deep satisfaction each and every time.
“Roll your hips when you hit bottom,” he instructed gruffly. “Rub your clit against me.”
Obediently, I did as he said, and moaned as the sparks between us hit that sensitive spot. Every rise and fall took on a new, tantalizing component. Between that and the incredible feeling of him inside me, my need soon reached an almost agonizing peak.
As if he could read my mind, Felix squeezed my hands. “Are you close?”
I nodded, not able to force the words out, and although I remained on top, he took control. One hand went to my waist while the other slid between my legs, finding my clit. His thumb rubbed against me as his hips thrust upwards, slamming into my body hard, with only his steadying hand on my waist keeping me in place.
Held in his firm hands, I let go, letting the sensations fill me, coiling tighter and tighter until it all burst in a flood of ecstasy. My body clenched hard around him and Felix gasped out a string of syllables I couldn’t decipher as he came too. His cock pumped deep inside me, and as his grip loosened, I sagged down onto him, lying skin-to-skin. His heart beat so strong against my ear, I thought it might burst right out of his chest.
“Evalina.” After a few moments of only our panted breathing between us, he whispered my name so tightly, it sounded painful. “My wolf wants to claim you. I want it too, but I won’t push you if you’re not ready.”
My heart swelled at the idea of being his. We hadn’t known each other long, but time didn’t matter compared to the connection I felt with him from the very first moment I saw him. I could love this man, deeply and irrevocably, but the word ‘claiming’ obviously meant something specific to him and I didn’t know what that might be.
Raising my head, I looked straight into his beautiful blue eyes. “What exactly does that mean?”