23. Charlie

23

Charlie

The heat surrounding my body feels like fire, a burn I can’t entirely escape, one I’m afraid of. My back twitches with an itch as I slowly wake, realizing I’m still in fur. The fire that is burning me is my mate: my handsome, strong, and stubborn mate.

I breathe deeply as his scent sends a calming feeling through me. I know I’m safe. The last time I cuddled as a wolf was with Ryan. There is a small part of me that thinks Emma might be right. Sharing Ryan with Jackson felt right. It felt good.

It feels like his memory has a place. For the first time, I want to honor his memory. His ghost, I want to be the girl I hope he always wanted me to be. I want to reclaim the strength that my old pack tried to strip away from me. I want to be the Luna Jackson deserves.

‘Sleep, beautiful,’ Jackson growls through our link. His large head settles on mine.

How can I sleep when I feel ablaze? I want to be more; I want to be the girl who I should’ve been all along.

‘Jackson, I’m too hot to sleep.’

Jackson’s large wolf quickly unwraps us. ‘Is the baby okay?’ His voice is laced with soft worry. Just as his large head presses into my neck with a soft nibble.

I stand and shake out my beautiful black fur. ‘Yes, Alpha, we are fine. Let’s go home and talk. Race you?’

I don’t give him a chance to respond before I sprint from the cave. The sun’s rays shoot through the trees, creating a soft glow through the sleepy forest. I love this time of day---when the sun crests the horizon, it must be early still, but I feel the warmth once again fill me.

Jackson’s large wolf catches me in five strides, and I envy his size. He is nearly double my tiny wolf’s.

I let out a soft huff.

Jackson growls, ‘I’ll always catch you, little mate; now the question is, do I get to fuck you now that I’ve caught you?’

His words send a pulsing heat through my body, one I’ve missed in our time apart. Though I need to focus on this change, this needs to be more. To start that adventure, Ryan was always talking about.

‘Mm, maybe, big guy,’ I say as our wolves emerge from the forest near the back of the Lodge. I shift mid-step and continue through the Lodge quickly to Jackson’s room. The large house is quiet as we sneak up, and the minute I break into our room, his scent wraps around me again. I take big breaths as I throw myself down on the bed.

“Little mate, how can you deny me when you are already laying out on the bed, naked,” Jackson says as he slowly stalks towards the dark bed.

His words send more heat to my core. I bite my lip as I try to hide the whimper of need. Being back here in our cave, in our den, feeling safe, I suddenly want to reconnect in the only way we can.

My hand slides down between my legs as I slowly run circles around my clit. Jackson’s large muscular body stands poised at the end of the bed, his eyes glued to my center. I take a moment to appreciate every rough ridged edge of him. His biceps flex, his jaw clenching under his thick, dark beard.

“Wider, mate,” his voice a restrained growl.

I follow his command and spread my legs as wide as possible, loving the stretch.My other hand comes to pull and twist at my nipple the way I like. His heated gaze is torn between both my hands as I continue to pleasure myself.

“Did you touch yourself when we were apart?” He asks.

I shake my head and moan, biting down on my lip.

“Words, Charlie.”

“No, sir,” I add the sir and his body bristles.

He tsks at me as he stalks towards the side of the bed, dragging his fingers up next to my body but not touching it. His hands reach into his nightstand, and I pump my fingers into my center.

“Little mate, do you want to try something new?” My hand slows at my center as he pulls out a couple items from the drawer. “Do you trust me, Charlie? Trust me not to hurt you? That I will take care of you?”

‘Yes,’ I answer through the mind link. The answer comes easily, which surprises me, but Jackson has felt like home for so long that I can’t not find safety with him.

His wolf growls his approval. “Good. If anything, at any point, is too much, we stop. But you should know, I’m an Alpha, love control, love being in charge…” He holds up a black silk scarf. “I’m going to take away your ability to see.”

My heart rate increases at the idea of losing my sight, not knowing where he is or what he will touch next. I nod my approval as he sits on the bed’s edge.

“Sweet little Phoenix, you’re going to ruin me,” he says while he brings the silk to my eyes. The darkness is welcome, and my skin tingles with anticipation.

“Charlie, are you okay?” he asks as his hand grazes my arm.

I nod again.

“Words.”

“Yes,” I whisper, trying to see through the fabric, but it’s no use. My wolf starts to listen intently for our mate. His hand softly drags down to mine, his large fingers grabbing my smaller ones. He picks it up and brings my fingers to his mouth, licking and sucking my arousal off. His tongue works slowly over each knuckle as he lets out a soft moan.

“So fucking sweet,” he says quietly, “So fucking mine.” He slowly brings my arm up to my head, and I feel something soft go around my wrist. “Is this okay?” He asks.

I nod and bite my lips softly. His thumb pulls my lip out as he says, “Words, Charlie.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Fuck, beautiful.”

He does the same to the other hand, and I feel the soft fabric wrap around my wrist above my head. The heat pulsing through my body doubles as I feel him stand from the bed. My heart is beating so quick I swear he can hear it.

My ears are listening for any movement, but Jackson is an Alpha wolf, a predator, a hunter. He’s stealthy and silent.

The excitement starts to shift to anxiety, and just as the first thought of concern flashes to my mind, his hand wraps around my ankle, pulling me open wider for him. The same hand starts to drag up my leg. I whimper from the soft caress; my body is feeling more sensitive and more on edge as he slowly works up my inner thigh. Finally, his fingers glide through the crease on the side of my center and up to my soft belly.

“Your body is so perfect, sweet mate. Now it carries my baby. I’m tempted to leave you here tied to my bed, at my mercy, where you’re safe.” He gets a handful of my breast, and my breath stutters at his admission. Apart of me wants that. A few weeks ago, I would’ve welcomed disappearing into the den he’s created.

Another part of me wants to be powerful for her mate, her Pack. No longer hiding.

His other hand slides to my center and quickly pushes between my folds. I moan at the sudden intrusion. My hips pulling up off the bed towards his hand.

“So responsive for me. Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, sir,” I say.

My words earn me a kiss on my nipple. As he slowly sucks the tight bud into his mouth, I moan again. Letting my body relax into his ministrations. He switches to the other nipple, flicking and sucking with the same fervor.

“Jackson.”

“Yes?” He says as his hands and mouth leave my body.

I let a small whimper escape, and the anticipation of what will happen next floods my core. I try to pull at my wrists, needing to touch him. I think of his body standing at the end of the bed, his rippling muscles and clenched jaw. The barely restrained control he had as he watched me touch myself. The thoughts cause another moan to be pulled from my body.

“Thinking of me, Charlie?” Jackson’s lips are on the shell of my ear, and my head turns towards him. Suddenly, the bed dips near my hip, and his large throbbing cock is on my center, pushing in slowly.

The intrusion causes me to let out a sharp breath as he buries deep into me. “Feel that, mate, you do that to me. I told you I would dance in your flames. What I didn’t say is I would burn with you, buried inside of you.” His words are heated as he pushes into me slowly. “If you weren’t already carrying my child, I would get you pregnant again. Would you like that?”

I can’t form words. I’m pretty sure my soul is leaving my body as he continues his slow assault on my center. My eyes are rolled back, and my hands clutch the soft cuffs that keep me restrained to his bed. Suddenly, the silk scarf leaves my eyes, and the light stings.

“Mate, look at me while I take you.”

His deep blue eyes are all I see as my mouth forms an ‘o’, and if I could make a sound, I would, but all I can do is let that fire I feel for him burn through us both. His hand slides to my clit, “Come for me, show me how much of a good girl you are.”

I can’t help but obey his command, and I feel our fire burn through me. I cry out as his knot lodges itself, stretching and burning in the best way.

“Good girl,” he says as he bites down on my other collarbone, marking me in every way he knows how, and I revel in it. In being his, only his.

His hands come up and release the cuffs, and he tenderly rubs my wrists as he brings my arms down.

My body is so heavy from everything that orgasm was all I had left. I’m determined to wake up every bit the Luna Jackson deserves. Every bit the girl that my brother wanted me to be. My next great adventure is taking this Pack as my own and putting an end to the past that haunts me.