37. Selene
Chapter 37
Selene
I ’m shaking with adrenaline as I slide into the driver’s seat of my car, the taste of Liam still lingering on my lips. This isn’t how I expected tonight to go, but dang, that was exhilarating!
I stare at my reflection in the rearview mirror, noticing a brightness in my eyes that wasn’t there before. I feel happier and lighter as if a weight has been lifted.
I need to go home and figure out what tonight means. Part of me hopes Liam will come to see me soon like he said he would. I want to talk to him, to understand what’s happening between us.
As I drive through the quiet streets, my mind races with thoughts of Liam and the kiss we shared. I can still feel the warmth of his lips on mine, the way his touch sends shivers down my spine. I’ve never felt this way before, this alive.
But amidst the excitement, there’s also a twinge of uncertainty. What does this mean for us? What about his family? And what about my family and their secrets?
I pull into my driveway and sit for a moment, taking deep breaths to calm my racing heart. I need to be rational, to think things through before I make any decisions.
Inside, Annie is watching TV in the living room. She looks up as I enter, a curious expression on her face. “Hey, Selene, everything okay?” she asks concerned.
I force a smile. “Yeah. Why do you ask?”
“What happened to drinks?”
“Huh?”
“I thought you were going for drinks with your friend?”
I smile, remembering how it had felt to have Liam pushed against his fridge. My panties are still a little wet.
He had been decadent.
I want him.
I want him again.
“I only had one drink, Annie, and it was delicious,” I chuckle. My moods are oscillating from blood drunk, happy, and horny, to confused and slightly manic.
“Well, I am glad you had fun.”
Oh! She has no idea.
“I did. Goodnight, Annie.”
“Night Selene. And you might want to change your top. I think someone spilled something on you.”
I look down to see that I have a few droplets of his blood staining my clothes.
I smell of blood and pine.
Fucking decadent.
“Thanks,” I mutter as I quickly move toward my bedroom. This night is wild, and I have a feeling that it might have just begun.
I open my phone to check if I have any pending messages and when I find none, I collapse onto my bed lifting my jacket up to my nose.
He smells amazing.
“Are you smelling me, you weirdo?”
I look up and find storm-gray eyes staring back at me. “Liam, how did you get here so fast?”
“I had to make sure you got home okay.”
I stand up to walk to him. “I can take care of myself, Liam.”
“I know,” he growls before his hand is on the back of my head, pulling me in for a kiss. My knees feel weak as he pulls my entire body into him.
It is heady, the rush of him in his entirety.
“Liam,” I whisper.
He cups my cheek before kissing my neck. “I know.”
I am not even sure what he thinks he knows, but I am too terrified to ask.
Instead, I let him reach for the button of my pants. He is breathing heavily, erratically.
“Can I?”
I nod.
The pop of the button almost sounds too loud for the room. Then his eyes lock on mine, and he slips his hand into my panties.
I want to feel embarrassed that I am already so wet after just one kiss, but I am not. I want him so much.
His fingers slide deeper, brushing over my clit before one of his fingers slides into me.
“Fuck!” I grab onto his arm for balance.
“You are so wet, baby,” he whispers in my ear before tugging at my earlobe. I can feel him everywhere.
“You make me wet, Liam.”
He rewards me by sliding a second finger into me. It is a tight fit, but he still manages to slide the digits in and out of me.
I can already see stars bursting behind my eyes.
I am about to come embarrassingly fast. My fingers dig into his palm, and without wanting to, I draw blood.
He looks down at his hand and then back into my eyes.
I am worried that this will remind him of my nature. That it will remind him of how much he hates my kind.
But instead, he surprises me by pulling his fingers out of me. They are slick with my arousal. He brings them to his nose and smells them before letting out a guttural groan that has me pressing my knees together.
“You smell fucking fantastic, Selene.”
His eyes are alert but the pupils seem to be getting deeper.
Desire.
I see it clearly on his face.
Then he drags his fingers over the part where I drew blood. I watch him, not sure what he is doing until he brings those fingers to my lips.
“Open for me, Selene.”
“What?”
“Open. I want you to taste how delicious you are before I bend you over this bed and fuck you.”
Fuck! The smell of his blood is making all my senses flare up. I don’t want to get another taste of him because I am afraid that once I start, I am not going to stop.
“Liam, I don’t want to hurt you.”
He only smirks before his fingers are threading into my hair and pulling. “I am an alpha. I can hold my own. Now suck these.”
When he brings his fingers to my mouth, my tongue instinctively darts out and licks. I let out a moan as the taste hits my tongue.
Damn, we taste good together.
I suck his fingers deeper.
He chuckles, tugging at my hair a little harder.
In my excitement, I drag my teeth over his fingers and prick him.
He winces as he pulls his fingers out of my mouth. “That’s enough, greedy girl. Now, let’s get you naked.”
I pull his shirt and pants as he kicks off his shoes. Then he pulls my clothes off, leaving me only in my soaked panties and bra.
He palms my pussy over the lace as his other hand drags over my stomach and breasts. I shiver at his touch.
I was kind of hoping he would smear his blood all over me, but his wound has already closed. Wolves heal way too fast.
He rubs my clit through my panties.
“Liam, please.”
“Are you sore?”
I shake my head.
“I am going to need words, vampire.”
“No, I am not sore. Fuck me, please.”
He leans in to tenderly kiss my cheek before he walks me backward to my bed. He pushes me over, smiling as I slightly bounce as I land on the bed.
Then he reaches into his trousers to pull out a whole pack of condoms.
“Someone was ambitious,” I laugh as he tosses about seven of the foil wrappers onto the bed.
“Oh, you just wait. I am planning on using every single one of them.”
I shiver as I watch him tear into one and slide it over his massive erection. He strokes himself twice before he reaches for my panties.
“Now, I get to unwrap these.”
I expect him to pull them off me, but he slides his fingers inside the bands and, with one quick movement, rips them in two.
Then he pushes my thighs apart and climbs on top of me.
“You owe me underwear.”
“Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?” he smirks as he lines himself with my entrance.
“I am a teacher. It comes with the terri-” I am blissfully interrupted as he slides all the way into me. I can feel the knot at the base of his cock rubbing up against my clit.
“Fuck you are tight,” he growls before pulling out and pushing back in.
My fingers are digging into his back as I pull him in closer.
He obliges me by thrusting deeper. My eyes roll back.
This is unreal.
I feel so full with him.
How does this feel so right?
“Liam,” I cry out.
“Yes, baby?”
“Harder.”
His eyes darken as he swallows hard. “I’m trying not to hurt you.”
“I said harder…” I plead.
His right hand is helping him keep his weight off me. His other hand slides to where we are connected. He rubs furious circles on my clit, which only makes me wetter.
His thrusts are so much sloppier now.
He is gritting his teeth as he sinks deeper.
Then he adjusts himself. He lifts one of my legs to open me up more before his knot is nudging at my entrance.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” he groans before crushing his lips to mine.
“Why? I want this.”
“Because we will be stuck together for a while, and I was really looking forward to fucking you at least three times before I knotted inside you,” he growls.
But even as he protests, he is pushing that swollen part of his cock inside me.
When it finally snugly fits into me, I let out a whimper. From the last time I remember that it swells up whenever he comes. Already, I feel too full to take it.
I expect him to continue thrusting into me, but his motions slow down. Then he is cupping my cheek.
“Are you okay?”
“I am fi-ine,” I say in between breaths.
“I know it is a lot for you, but I know you can take it. You can take it, can’t you, Selene?”
I nod even as I feel tears begin to form.
“Good girl. Now, I am going to need you to come for me.”
“O-okay, Liam,” I say. His hand is still rubbing circles on my clit. He slides it up, tracing my skin with a finger light touch. He moves his hand over my navel and then my waist before cupping the underside of my right boob.
I can tell that it is straining him to move as he gently rocks inside me.
“You feel so good, Liam,” I cry out as he pinches my nipple. Then, he soothes it between his thumb and forefinger.
I am so close to coming.
When his hand slides over my collarbone to trace the tendons on my neck, I flush, and then he wraps it around my throat.
I am watching him through hooded eyes as he squeezes gently, cutting off a little bit more of my air supply.
I am heady with pleasure.
Then he releases my throat before repeating it again.
He is groaning as I claw at his back, trying to be gentler with him.
My fingers are pulling at his ass, begging him to move, but all he does is choke me and release. After about three minutes of this, he finally begins to move.
His knot does not allow him to thrust as far, but it still manages to undo me.
“Are you going to come for me, baby?”
I nod as he chokes me some more.
“Good, then open your mouth for me.”
I do just that.
He leans over me, crashing his lips to mine.
Then he pulls out and, in one thrust, slides all the way in a knot and all.
I stumble and fall into my orgasm, crying out so loud that I am sure even the neighbors in the next apartment hear us.
Tears slide down my cheeks as he kisses and fucks me.
I never ever thought that sex could be like this.
He lets go of my throat, using both his arms to prop himself up. I can feel him begin to swell inside me.
He is so close.
I am still coming off the high of my own orgasm when his hand slides over my mouth.
My eyes are wild as I watch him.
I am his to command.
Whatever he asks of me at this moment, I will gladly do.
I was thought that he was scared of us waking the neighbors, hence the gagging, but he surprises me when he groans.
“Bite me, Selene.”
I cannot resist.
We smell of sweat and pine, and I am still a little out of breath.
I lick his palm before digging my teeth into it. The moment his blood pools into my mouth, I begin to writhe beneath him.
His thrusts become erratic as he chases his own peak.
He throws his head back and screams. “Fucking hell, Selene!’
I am flushed with contentment and excitement as he finally falls off the edge, and then his thumb is on my clit, taking me with him.
He is trembling and thrusting as he collapses on top of me.
Then he drags his hand off my mouth.
I am about to speak when he silences me with a kiss. I melt into him.
I shift my thighs, letting him stay cradled inside me before wrapping my legs around him.
When he pulls back from kissing me, he has a smile on his face. “ Fuck that was amazing.”
I reach out to rub circles over his back. “Yeah?”
“Yes.”
He kisses my cheek before burying his face in the crook of my neck. I am almost nervous to ask, but seeing as this is the very first person I have had sex with, then I think I owe it to myself to know the truth.
“Is it always like that?”
I hate the uncertainty and naivete in my voice.
Instead of replying, he lifts his face to look into my eyes. “Honestly, Selene, sex has never been like this. Not with anyone. Not even with wolves.”
I run a hand over his lips and his scruffy jaw. “Is that a bad thing?”
He shifts to watch me, making his cock and knot jolt inside me and, in turn, making me moan.
“Not at all,” he smiles, “I just want to look at you as I say this: I’m sorry. Baby, sex has never been like this because this feels so right. It’s like I was put on this earth just to fuck you. I am not a romantic, never have been, but if anyone asked me, that is how I would explain it. Sex with you feels right.”
I smirk. “Sex with you feels right, too. I know I am not all that experienced…”
He kisses my cheek and then my lips. “Even better. Then we get to experience this again. And again.”
I know we have not talked about what this actually means or why the small, angry teenage boy was in his apartment, but the way his body is pressing me into my mattress as he kisses my cheeks and neck has me a little sleepy.
Maybe we can talk about all this in the morning.
Liam lets out an adorable yawn.
“Sleep, wolf.”
He tugs at my earlobe once again. “Okay. Fuck! Your pussy is so warm.”
I smile into his shoulder.
His arms wrap around me before he slides us to a sideways position. His cock is still buried deep inside me.
He pulls on my comforter, dragging it over us.
“Goodnight, Selene.”
I know he says something else, but I am too far gone to make it out.