Chapter 13 - Miles
Kelsey is small beneath me, pinned against the ground under me, and pressed so tightly against me that I can feel every single movement and breath she takes.
I’m trying so fucking hard to focus on the approaching danger outside and keep her safe from it, but my wolf has lost his mind. He’s going bat shit crazy. My cock begins to grow hard, and I groan.
My eyes meet Kelsey’s, and hers widen as my cock goes rigid against her.
She bites her lower lip and takes a shaking breath.
There is nothing I can do about it.
But given half the chance, I would rip her clothes off with my teeth and fuck her right here in this cave.
“Sorry,” I whisper.
She briefly scrunches her nose to acknowledge the awkwardness of this situation. Unconsciously, I push my hips into her.
She whimpers beneath me, and I realize I’m rubbing my cock against her.
Fuck.
Stop this.
What the fuck are you doing?
It’s like I’ve lost my mind entirely. Mudder is doing backflips in my head instead of focusing on the rogues. My body is fully aroused and desperate to have her, and I can smell her… she wants me too. Her body wants me anyway.
Kelsey’s fingers dig into my back, and she closes her eyes, taking three slow, deep breaths.
I do the same. Trying to tune my hearing into the forest outside instead of into the steady beat of her heart.
“There!” Someone shouts.
We both go rigid. The rogues are incredibly close.
“I fucking see it!”
The sound of hooves against wet ground suddenly burst through the chaos. A deer gallops a few feet past the entrance of the cave.
“Get it! That’s our dinner!”
I hold my breath as the hunt outside intensifies and the deer leads the rogues away from us.
Both of us let out a heavy sigh when we’re sure they’re gone.
“We should warn the pack,” she whispers when I don’t move.
“Mm,” I agree, fighting my wolf. Fighting myself.
“Miles?” She whispers.
“Yes…I uh…yes.”
I drag myself off her. Every movement is agonizing to me. I’ve never wanted someone so badly in my life. Something about the way she smells. Something about the softness of her body beneath mine. Everything about her. Fucking everything.
We don’t bother going back to our camp. We’ll send scouts out here later with backup to clear it away. Right now, the important thing is to get home and report to HQ what we’ve seen.
I would suggest shifting into wolf form to move quicker, but I don’t trust Mudder with Kala or Kelsey.
It took everything in me to control myself.
My wolf is savage. He will take what he wants if he wants it badly enough.
And once he goes for it, I won’t have the strength to pull him off because I want it just as badly.
I also notice, though, that Kelsey doesn’t suggest shifting. I wasn’t wrong about what I sensed from her while we were in the cave. Physically...she wants to be with me.
She starts running at a steady, fast pace that pushes me. She’s much faster than I expected, and unlike the runs I’ve taken with some guys from Black Ops, I have to work to keep up with her.
We arrive back at the compound within the hour and report on everything we saw.
They dispatch a scouting team with backup.
We’ve done our part for the moment, and now I want to get my wife home.
If she wants me like I think she does…
I can’t think straight until I’ve had her. The tension is growing inside me, and there seems to be no way to stop it.
Kelsey walks into our cottage ahead of me and pulls her hoodie off over her head. I half expect her to turn and jump into my arms, but instead she groans miserably and tosses the hoodie over the back of a chair. “I’m going to shower,” she says.
“What? But...” I stammer.
She turns to look at me with confusion in her eyes.
“I’m tired, Miles. I’m going to bed.”
“Kelsey, we need to talk about what happened in the forest,” I say, trying to draw her back to me, trying to figure out why she is hot and cold and so desperate to resist what she is clearly feeling.
“There’s nothing to talk about,” she huffs.
“Don’t fucking do this. Come on. You weren’t acting like yourself out there. You wanted to leave the camp and cut our trip short. You were furious with me over nothing. Unless I did something? If I’ve done something to offend you, then tell me?” I say in frustration.
“You didn’t do anything, Miles. Please just drop it. Leave it alone. It doesn’t matter.”
It snaps into place. She’s doing the same thing she always does. The same thing Mira spoke about. She’s putting on a brave face. A smile. A laugh. Covering up the things that hurt her.
It’s not ok. She doesn’t realize there is no need to hide her true thoughts from me.
“It does matter. Your thoughts matter, Kelsey. Your anger matters. If you’re upset—it matters.
Do you hear me? I know what you do. You shove it deep down and hope that it’ll go away.
I can see it every time you do it. I can tell the difference between your real smile and your fake one.
I’m tired of watching you slowly exhaust yourself.
"Let it out, Kelsey. Who are you protecting? Because you sure as hell aren’t protecting yourself by not letting people know when they’ve pissed you off.
” I speak harshly. The truth is bitch sometimes, but I’m at the point where I can see exactly what’s happening, and I can’t watch her do this to herself anymore.
Or to me.
I don’t want to be pushed away. I don’t want to only ever see the brave side of her. I want to see all of her. The glimpses I’ve seen of her real face have been more beautiful than anything else she’s shown me.
Kelsey lets out a frustrated scream, clenching her fists at her side, and stomps her foot hard on the wooden floor.
“You don’t get it, Miles!” She shouts. “I have to act like everything is fine because if I didn’t, the bullying would get worse. They latch on to any sign of weakness, and they use it to hurt you more. They watch you and grab at any mistake you make, and they never let you forget it.”
Her anger is like a rage furnace. It’s growing wilder by the second, and finally, I can see the depth of what she’s been covering up with her happy, sunshine persona.
“Go on! Get it out. Tell me what you think of those people who held you down your whole life? Tell me what you would say to them if they were here right now?” I push her forward, egging her on and encouraging her to let it go.
“They’re all fucking assholes!” She blurts out. “They are assholes who have stolen happiness from me for far too long. I didn’t deserve the things they said and did. I never earned their hatred. But they gave it freely, and they fucking suck for that!”
Kelsey’s eyes are wild. They are practically glowing, they’re so bright.
My body fires up along with her outburst, and my cock begins to grow hard again. I can’t help it. She’s so fucking gorgeous when she doesn’t hold back.
Kelsey suddenly clutches her stomach and drops to her knees, crying out in pain.
I run to her and kneel on the floor next to her, pulling her onto my lap.
“What’s wrong?” I ask urgently. But even as the question falls from my lips, I can smell her. “You’re in heat,” I groan as my cock becomes so fucking rigid it threatens to tear my pants open. Her legs are straddling mine, and there is no chance in hell I can hide this from her.
Kelsey whimpers when she feels it.
But still, she fights it. She fights her need. She fights the pain building from her heat.
I brush my hand up the back of her neck and thread my fingers into her hair.
I know her hair around my hand and pull her head back, exposing her throat and watching her pulse push against her skin.
“Let me take your pain away, puppy. Let me make you feel better,” I whisper against her neck, hovering my mouth close to her skin.
She gasps, and I feel her resistance breaking.
Kelsey rocks her hips against me and moans desperately.
“That’s a good girl. Let me make you feel better,” I mutter as I tug her pants open and slip my hand into her jeans.
My fingers slide easily over her soaked pussy, and she shudders in relief at my touch.
Her sweet honey coats my fingers, and as I push my finger inside her, she gasps and pushes herself harder into me.
“Oh fuck,” she mutters, barely able to breathe.
“Oh fuck, you are so tight,” I groan as my cock aches with need.
I stand her up and rip her jeans off her body, then lay her on her back on the floor as I crawl over her. I push her t-shirt up over her breasts and suck her nipple into my mouth as I push my hand between her legs again and slide my fingers into that beautiful warmth.
Kelsey arches her back and tilts her head, clawing at my arm. She tugs at my clothing, pulling me closer.
I move my hand faster, realizing how much she needs relief from her pain.
I push another finger into her, and she shudders, suddenly nervous.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, pausing.
“Um, no, nothing,” she stammers, her cheeks flushing red.
I slide my fingers out of her pussy, and she yelps in horror. “Don’t stop!” She begs.
“Don’t hold back when you want to say something, Kelsey. We just went through this. Say exactly what is on your mind, or I won’t carry on!” I growl, warning her.
She bites down hard on her lip. Her eyes shimmer with a flash of fear, then she blurts it out.
“I’m a virgin!”
It isn’t what I was expecting at all.
In fact, it is the last thing I was expecting.
My cock goes impossibly harder.
“You’ve never done this before?” I ask in shock.
She shakes her head.
I let out a slow breath, trying to pull myself together despite the excitement building inside me.
“I, uh…” I stammer, trusting myself less and less with each passing moment.
I move away from her, trying to clear my thoughts and get my wolf under control.
Fuck. This is amazing. This is incredible. And this is so fucking bad.