Chapter 13 #3
“Dakota,” she moaned as I easily lifted her up, fitting her between the metal lockers and myself, her hot center pressed right against my cock, separated by annoying layers of denim.
Still, as I kissed down her neck and she fisted my hair harder, her body moved against mine, naturally seeking relief as her breathing turned into a rough pant.
I used my body weight to pin her as I slid a hand up her turtleneck and ran my hand over her breast, causing her to shake with need.
She whimpered. “Dakota, I—”
I rolled my hips against hers, loving the breathy quality of her voice when she said my name, as my cock pressed hard enough against my jeans that it would probably leave a zipper indent.
Her breast was tight under my hand while I teased her nipple, resisting the urge to pull her sweater up all the way so I could snap her bra off and taste her skin.
Bite her skin. Mark her skin. I could feel her entire body tensing, knowing that she was close to climaxing.
I needed that. I needed to know I could make her come against my cock, even if I didn’t get to touch her exquisite body fully.
“Come for me, little wolf,” I demanded, a growl coming through my throat as her head fell back. I gently grazed her neck, not marking her, but causing a surge of pleasure to jolt through her.
She gasped out my name as her entire body shuddered, and the scent of her desire exploded through the room, making me nearly come myself, my cock leaking precum against my jeans.
Holy fuck. Watching Effie come was goddamn exquisite.
Her entire face was flushed, her eyes heavy with lust as she shivered at the remaining touches I left on her body.
I couldn’t believe this was my mate. I had to be the luckiest bastard in the world.
Effie’s body slumped forward as she clung to me, and I pressed my forehead against hers, fixing her bra and covering her firm, perfect breast once again. She let out a soft, happy hum. Her wolf and magic felt more centered around her, any faltering in her health from before completely erased.
“I… I didn’t realize it could be like that,” she whispered. “I didn’t know that was what people were talking about when they mentioned coming.”
My smile pressed up as I offered her a wicked look, realizing that she had just admitted I was the first person to make her come. Possibly for the first time ever. Her face was flushed as she added, “And you’re a great kisser.”
A soft rumble broke from my throat. “Little wolf, how many men have you kissed?” This would essentially answer the coming question as well.
“Why?” A panicked look filled her gaze. “Am I bad?”
“Fuck no,” I snarled and then brushed her lips. “I’m just a possessive bastard. I want to know just how much you are experiencing for the first time with your mates.”
“Oh.” Her nose dipped to run against my cheek before admitting words that made me even harder. “Besides a small kiss from Julian yesterday… just you. Ever. At all.”
Shit, that turned me on way too goddamn much.
Then again, I don’t think anything Effie could do would not turn me on.
Even if she had been with other people, the most I would feel besides this ridiculous need to be inside of her was the equal need to find the fucker that touched her before us.
Mostly so I could tie him up and make him watch me fuck and claim my mate before removing his eyes and possibly killing him.
You know, reasonable things that mates did.
“We need to get out of here,” I groaned, closing the locker next to us.
“Why?” Her nails dug into my chest, making me want to fucking strip her down.
“Because if not, you are going to get a fuck ton of experience right here on the locker room floor,” I grumbled, a growl breaking from my throat as she melted against me, letting out a small giggle.
It was a soft, almost bell-like sound that had me nearly groaning.
Couldn’t she do something that wouldn’t serve to turn me on? Seriously.
I walked us towards the door and set her down right in the doorway, not wanting her to step into the snow before she was ready to shift. After a small brush of the lips, I stepped outside and turned to face her.
Without warning, my wolf surged forward, and I immediately shifted.
A low growl broke from my throat as my bones cracked, and I let out a small internal grunt at the pain that hit my body every time.
Once shifted, I stretched to full height and found my mate, who was staring at me with a lightness and excitement I hadn’t expected.
My dark fur was a direct contrast to the snowy world around us, and like a snow fairy, she surged forward, wrapping her arms around me despite my teeth and snout brushing against her neck.
I probably looked like a goddamn monster compared to her, but she seemed to barely notice.
I let out a low rumble of pleasure, my wolf in fucking heaven as I licked her soft skin, a tremble breaking through her entire frame.
Fucking hell.
“Little wolf.” It was a slight warning because I needed to keep my wolf calm, especially once she shifted.
I trusted my control, but not that much.
Mostly because once she was shifted, he could easily decide that it would be a fantastic idea to mate in that form, and it was far harder to control myself like this than in human form.
My wolf offered me a dark look, offended, as if I didn’t know exactly how he fucking thought.
My voice in her head had her eyes flaring with a stunning sapphire shade as she stepped back from me and closed her eyes.
I couldn’t help but feel a bit of amazement as a flash of pink surrounded her before she shifted all at once, her form seeming to shrink and then pop back into existence as a white fluff ball.
I let out a huff of amusement, because holy shit, she was adorable.
Effie stretched in her shifted form, looking up at me, making it only to about half my size, possibly less.
Her bright white, fluffy body was only accented by her tail and ears, their ends tinted in streaks of blue and purple.
After a long stretch, she let out a small yelp of excitement before running up to me, her wolf fairly forward and present.
Not enough that her other side was gone, but more in the background, for sure.
I dipped my large head and licked her nose as she nuzzled against my throat before rubbing against my front leg like a little kitten.
I nipped her ear as she jumped and rounded, offering me what I could only call a scowl before fluffing up her tail and stalking into the forest. I barked out before following her.
I honestly couldn’t remember a time that I had felt this at home within myself and at Silver Falls University.
I couldn’t express the lengths I would go to keep this and to keep her happy.