Chapter 12 - Janella
My head was spinning as Riley had me pressed on the table. Part of it was from the wine, but the other part was because of how good it felt to have his hands on me.
His lips pressed against my collarbone, and his fingers thrusted slowly inside me. I moaned, unable to hide how good it felt. He knew exactly what he was doing, like he’d done it a million times before. His lips were soft against mine, his teeth tugging at my bottom lip.
“Your nipples are sensitive,” he growled as he slid his tongue low again, sliding it over my nipples. “You pulse when I touch them. I feel the way you tighten up when I pull on it.”
I felt my face grow red. I couldn’t hide anything because he could tell. He could feel exactly what was going on below.
He tugged at my dress, and I heard a rip, but it didn’t stop him.
He tugged again, and the fabric gave a fumble onto the table, leaving me bare.
His head moved, and his lips kissed down my stomach.
I leaned back, my elbows keeping me up. His hands grabbed my underwear, and he yanked them down forcefully.
I felt exposed as he took a step back, looking me over. He smirked, his eyes looking at me more like a meal than a person. “You are stunning. Every part of you is perfect. Just looking at you gets me close to nutting.”
I swallowed and shook my head. “I have a lanky build….”
His eyes darkened, and he grabbed my chin. He shook his head. “You don’t. You have a perfect form.”
He kissed me more softly this time. His lips were light as he kissed down my neck. “A neck that has a sensitive spot right here.” He bit down just a little above my collarbone, and I moaned at the contact. I grabbed onto the table, digging my nails into the wood.
“Shoulders that stand firm and allow your little straps to sit perfectly.” He kissed my shoulder, his hands grabbing my hips. Breasts that are perfect for my hands. Nipples that perk up when tugged.”
I looked down at him while he kissed my chest. “A thin stomach with a cute belly button. You have the smoothest skin ever.”
I blushed.
“Hips, good child-bearing hips.”
He pulled himself up, his hands moving to squeeze my ass. “A perfect ass that I would love to slap for saying you were lanky.”
I swallowed, suddenly wondering what it would feel like to be spanked. Would it make me want him more?
“Perfect thighs, and little feet. Ten tiny toes.”
I felt like I was on fire. He pulled his hands free and pulled his shirt off with one quick movement. My eyes went over his frame.
I’d seen Riley shirtless countless times in school. I was always blown away by how his abs always seemed to be chiseled, and his chest was smooth. Now was no different. He was still as perfect as I remembered.
But there were a handful of new deep scars on his chest. I sat up, reaching a hand up and running my fingers over them. “Where did you get these? I don't remember them from when you were younger.”
His hand stopped mine. “Accidents.”
I could hear the shift in his voice. “What does that mean?”
“Other wolves have attacked me. They don’t mean to. They lose control.”
He was talking about the bonding. He’d been hurt enough that they left scars. I didn’t think it was possible, but he must have been in a pretty shitty condition.
I placed my hand flat against his chest. “You’re still perfectly looking. Scars only attract women more.”
He smirked. “I know, women dig scars, but I'm not trying to attract anyone.”
I blushed as he tugged at his pants, unbuttoning them. I found myself unable to breathe as I waited.
I watched as he tugged his pants down, and his cock sprang free. I knew my eyes widened at the sight of him. I’d heard rumors that Riley was gifted in the downstairs department. And a part of me knew he got laid enough for it to be true.
But as I stared at him now, I couldn’t look away. He was thick and long. I felt myself tighten thinking about how it would feel inside me.
He tugged me closer and slid his cock over my entrance. I felt him sliding over my folds, and his eyes were locked on me. I felt my face growing hotter than before, unable to form words.
His lips pressed against mine. “You still want to do this? Because we can stop if you’re not comfortable.”
Yes. God, yes, I did. I felt like every nerve in my body was alive.
I nodded.
He kissed me softly, and I felt him slowly nudging himself inside. I moaned as he moved. He slid inch by inch inside. A little in and then a little out. He grabbed my hips, his fingers tight like he was trying to control himself.
I wrapped my legs around him, feeling how perfect he felt inside, and I wanted him deeper. I knew what his fingers were capable of, so I could only imagine what he could do with his dick.
Riley slid in all the way, his teeth scraping against my lower lip as he grunted. “Jesus, you are tight. You have no idea how good you feel.”
I felt my legs shaking as he moved his head lower, kissing down my neck. “Fuck, I want to just have at you. I want to hear you moaning my name, Janella.” His teeth bit hard onto my neck, and I moaned.
“Say my name, Janella. I want to hear my name leave your lips when you come apart.”
I didn’t think it was possible to feel like my face could get hotter, but it did. Because I wanted that. I wanted to shatter apart and know that it was his doing.
His grip was harder, possibly able to leave a mark. His thrust was growing deeper and a little rougher.
“Touch yourself, Janella.”
“What?”
He smirked. “I’m trying hard not to use you like a rag doll right now. Take your hand and slide your finger over your clit where you enjoy it most.”
I wanted to argue with him, but I wanted an orgasm more. I moved my hand down, sliding my fingers over my clit. I hadn’t realized how badly I wanted it. I felt that tingling feeling form, and his eyes closed.
“Fuck, you are tightening around me.”
I couldn’t help but smirk.
He kissed me harshly, and suddenly he was moving. His cock was slamming into me, and I couldn’t breathe. I panted, trying to hold myself together. But he was trying to take me apart.
I felt that build up, his cock hitting me exactly where I needed it. My fingers were swirling over my clit, and it was everything I wanted. I moaned, feeling his mouth sucking on my neck. I knew I was going to have marks.
“Fuck.”
I was close. So close.
He grabbed my ass, pulling me up a little, and hit at a deeper angle. It was exactly what I needed. I came hard, my body convulsed as I hit my release.
“Oh god.” I jerked as I came. “Riley.”
I felt him slam into me one final time before he pulsed, hitting his own release.
I sagged back against the table, and Riley held himself up. We were both panting for air, and I could smell that sweetness around me like we had before.
“It’s there,” I whispered.
I could feel it just beneath my skin. I didn’t know anything about magic, so I had no idea how to use it or if I could, but it was there. I was too tired to move, though. My brain was foggy from the orgasm and the liquor.
“What is?”
“My magic.” I looked at him. “I can feel it.” It was like another heartbeat was running through my veins. I could feel it traveling over my body, like fire through me.
He gave me a smile that made my heart skip a beat. “Good. So we can say my dick did that.”
I laughed, unable to stop it. I was waiting for that awkward feeling, that realization of how wrong this was, but it didn’t come. I wasn't weird. It wasn't like we had a transaction, but rather we had a good date and ended the evening with sex.
The next morning, Riley took me to the council for a meeting. Now that my power was showing and you could smell it on me, we had to tell them.
I chewed on my cheek as we stood in the hallway. Riley held his head high, not showing any emotions. I knew that I was showing everyone you could think of.
“It’s going to be okay,” Riley said, offering me a gentle smile.
I wanted to believe him, but I knew how the council was.
The doors were pulled open, and we were allowed to enter. I had only met the council previously when I was a child. They weren’t giving off the warm and fuzzies either. As I entered the room, that same feeling fell on me.
I felt my hands shaking, and I pressed them against my thighs, hoping that would stop them. I could feel all of their eyes going to me, and as the doors shut behind us, I questioned if I would be leaving this room. Was I even supposed to be in here with him? Did they know I was coming?
A woman on the right tapped her hands on the table. “That is this meeting for which you called so urgently, Riley.”
Riley looked at each of them before he spoke. “It would seem that Janella possesses magic.”
The air in the room quickly shifted, and I watched as their eyes went to me quickly. They looked horrified.
“What?”
“That can’t be!”
“When did you guys figure this out?”
Riley remained firm. “A couple of days ago.”
“And you waited until now to tell us!”
“We waited to see if she had actual magic or not.”
“She could be dangerous!”
“Do you not realize that you were told to find the solution to the pack!”
“She needs to be monitored.”
Everyone was talking all at once, and I felt like a child whose parents were fighting over them. I suddenly wished I were anywhere but here.
Riley cleared his throat, and they all went silent. He frowned. “Are you done now?”
They frowned at him. “This is a serious matter. She needs to be monitored and locked up until we know the full extent of her abilities. You should know how important it is that you put your focus on the pack.”
“I am focused on the pack, and I know that as my mate, she will be helpful with this ability rather than a hindrance. You tell me that magic is what’s affecting us, well, fight fire with fire. She can learn how to use hers, and we can use it to our advantage.”
I was confused by his words. What did he mean that magic was affecting them? Was there more he wasn’t telling me?
One in the middle shook his head. “You need to be thinking about the pack's safety.”
“I am.” Riley snapped. “If she were an actual danger, I would let you know, but she’s not. She’s my wife, so she is my responsibility. If anyone has a problem with that, they can take it up with me.”
The room fell quiet, and I swallowed. I hadn’t realized how tightly I was gripping onto my pants now. My nails were digging into the fabric.
“We can’t just allow her to go freely, Riley. She has magic. Anything could happen.”
“She is just getting into her magic, and I will be there when she needs anything. I came here as a courtesy.” Riley looked at me. “Let’s go.”
I looked between him and the council, confused. Surely, he wasn’t thinking about leaving in a huff, was he?
“I uhm…”
“This meeting is over.” Riley threw a look over his shoulder and grabbed my hand, pulling me out. I was shocked as we made it into the hallway.
“Are you going to be in trouble for that?”
He shook his head. “They knew they couldn’t argue with me.”
I yanked my hand free. “And why is that, Riley?”
He paused. “Why can’t they get mad?”
“Yes, why won’t they get mad? Is there more you know and didn't tell me?”
He frowned. “Because you could save us.”
“From other witches? Is that what you guys think is causing this? That magic is affecting you?”
I watched his shoulders drop. “Yes.”
I curled my hands into fists. “And why didn’t you say anything earlier? If you knew, why didn't you tell me? You are still keeping things from me.”
“Because it’s not known to the public.” His face fell. “I’m walking a fine line here, Janella. I’m trying to protect everyone without scaring them. We don’t know what’s going on, and once it goes out…. I need answers. Everyone is going to be asking me for answers, and I have to have them.”
I swallowed, feeling my anger settling.I understood his point. The council likely doesn’t want anyone to know or worry about it. The more people worry, the worse the situation is.
“Is there anything else I need to know?”
He shook his head. “You know what I know now.” He waved towards the door. “Can we go now?”
I nodded and followed him. But he wasn’t taking me towards the car. He was taking me down a hallway and stopped at a locked door. I read the plaque and saw it was his office. “Why are we here?”
“Because I have some books that I had dropped off for you.”
My eyebrows went up. “For me?”
He nodded, opening the door. “Yeah, I was asking around about some books that would help you learn about magic and how to pull it out. So, I had some dropped off.”
I felt my heart skip a beat and took a seat in his office. I expected it to be messy, but much like our house, it was organized and spotless. There were a couple of books sitting on the corner of his desk that he grabbed.
“One is about spells, another is a history of magic, and the third one is about learning to hone in on it. They have others, but I figure these would be three good ones to start with. The basics.”
I felt moved that he’d already thought about helping me learn. But I know he was only doing it because he wanted me be able to use the magic. I was just someone he needed to save the pack and nothing more.