Chapter 3 #4
“You’re just everything.” His smile is so achingly beautiful, hitting me straight in the chest. My wolf is at a peace right now, so she is dormant.
“Can I wash your hair?” he asks me.
I never expected him to ask me that, but I can’t refuse him. “Yeah, as long as I get to do the same thing to you.”
He chuckles and takes my shampoo off the small shelf. He pops open the lid and pours way more than is needed into his hand. I am not going to correct him—that is for sure.
“Turn around, Moon.”
I turn around, staring at the stone wall and awaiting his touch. Chills run up my spine, and I shiver as I feel him get closer and closer to me. His hands rub the top of my head, and I close my eyes and just bask in his touch.
Being touched by your mate is something that is so hard to explain. It’s like you have spent your whole life without a home. Then, with a single touch, everything changes and you belong to someone, someone who is meant wholly for you.
His fingers massage my scalp so gently, and my eyes sting with tears that are begging to be free.
To be cherished in this way... He washes my hair like this is his most important task.
Once he is finished, he turns me around and places me under the showerhead.
I smile at him, so happy. He rubs his fingers through my hair to make sure he gets all the soap out.
Then he grabs the conditioner, I spin around, and he repeats the motions.
“Now it’s my turn.” I grab the soap. I pour the soap into my hands and rub them together before dragging my hands across his body.
He throws his head back, eyes closed, and I can see his breathing is labored.
I could drool at the sight of his skin, wet and soapy like this.
I rub my hand down his abs, stopping right above his dick.
He opens his eyes, and I take my cue to wrap my hand around him.
I am so nervous about touching him and clueless about what to do.
I drag my hand down to the hilt, then back to the top, and he lets out a deep hiss.
He places his hand on the tile above my head.
I kiss his chest, continuing my movements.
I move faster, tightening my grip. I kiss right above his nipple before licking the tip.
He jolts and shoots his come in my hand and on my leg.
Holy fuck, I am so turned on my legs are shaking.
He opens his eyes, his beautiful eyes. “Moon,” he whispers and kisses me deeply. I may or may not feel like I am ten feet tall right now. “My turn,” he growls deeply. His chest vibrates under my hand.
Oh my.
I watch his every move as he grabs the soap, rubbing his hands together the way I did.
He spins me around, and I close my eyes just waiting for the first touch.
When he strokes my back, I jump—but I soon relax.
His hand moves slowly on my back, up and down the backs of my arms, and around my neck.
Then he bites my backside. I yelp and open my eyes to see him on his knees.
My eyes widen, because he is very close to the most intimate part of me.
He continues washing my legs. He drags his hands up the inside of my thighs, and he doesn’t stop.
He strokes my pussy; I am shaking at this point.
“I am going to eat your pussy, but not in the shower.” He stands and turns off the water.
He grabs a couple of towels and quickly dries us both off.
Then he all but drags me to our bedroom.
“On the bed, Moon.” I stare at him for a split second before doing as he asks.
He is in pure alpha mode at the moment, and I can feel the need coming from him.
He climbs onto the bed, staring me down as he crawls closer to me.
I am leaning back on my forearms. He stops at my legs.
His lips touch them tenderly. I don’t even bother trying to hold myself up at this point.
I fall back onto the bed, and Damon spreads my legs.
He is driving me crazy with kisses everywhere.
I grab the sheets and stare down at him.
He looks at me, winks, and finally goes to the place that is begging for his attention.
It’s like I am burning from the inside out.
My head falls back at the first lick; then he moves in closer and licks me harder.
Is this really happening right now? I am shaking all over, and my legs are Jell-O.
He chuckles and the extra vibrations bring me closer to the edge, driving me crazy.
“Damon,” I moan and bury my hand in his hair.
He shakes his head side to side, sucking my clit into his mouth.
My toes curl. Then a finger slowly enters me and I fall over the edge, my whole body shaking with pure bliss.
He presses a kiss right above my pussy, gently closing my legs.
Then he pulls me into his arms. I lay my head right below his, and his hand runs up and down my back.
“Wow,” I say in disbelief. Did that just happen?
He laughs softly. “Wow is right, my Moon. Take a nap. We have a full day of doing nothing.”
I close my eyes, warm, happy, and satisfied.