A Steamy Shower

Elijah

I lift her from the bed, my lips never leaving hers. She locks her legs around my waist and we continue to kiss as I carry her to the bathroom. A soft whimper escapes her lips when my hand runs over her ass, slipping under her hospital gown.

I place her on the tiled bathroom floor, just long enough to tear the hospital gown off her. She smiles slightly, reaching for my shirt and pulling it up. I help her take it off as I tower over her, looking down at her small frame.

"You're fucking tiny, in more ways than one," I say, my eyes appreciating her naked state. I try not to let my gaze linger on the pulsing mark on her neck. I'm not going to let that get in the way of us. I pull her close, kissing her on the other side of her neck, and allowing her to unzip my pants, her fingers grazing against my abdomen as she does.

"Maybe tiny, but the perfect size to take your dick though," she says softly, biting her lip as she runs her hand over the bulge in my pants and I harden under her touch.

"You're right about that." Pleasure rushes through me at her tantalising touch. "Fuck, sweetheart, and I thought you came in here to shower," I groan teasingly, my fingers digging into her hips. Wanting to take her right now.

"I did," she says, suddenly stepping away and turning her back on me. I smirk as she runs her fingers through her hair, giving me the perfect view of her sexy ass. She steps into the square shower cubicle, and I finish pulling my pants off before I get in behind her and flip the shower on.

She lets out a shriek as cold water pours down on us, making me laugh as she presses into me, trying to get away from the cold. I turn her away, shielding her from the cold downpour whilst I fiddle with the temperature switch until the water becomes warm. Drenched in cold water, I look down into her gorgeous green eyes.

"You sounded like a fucking high school girl with that scream," I tease.

"If you haven't noticed, I am a girl." She glares at me before my smile fades away.

"I would say you're a woman in every fucking way." I softly cup her face and bring my lips against hers in a hot, passionate kiss. She pulls me closer by the neck as I place one hand under her ass, lifting her up and pressing her up against the wall. She moans against my lips, her pussy pressed against my hard abs.

I pull away from her lips, placing sensual kisses down her jaw and neck; kissing, licking, and sucking, leaving behind sparks of pleasure. Her hands twist in my hair tightly as she kisses me more roughly, tugging harder, and I welcome the pain.

I like the way she doesn't act like a delicate little doll. I will never admit it, but I like that she takes what she wants rather than only being worried about what I want, like the rest of the women I have been with.

She tugs my head up roughly, kissing my lips and slipping her tongue into my mouth, both of us fighting for dominance. My fingers dig into her skin as she kisses my neck, sucking hard on the most sensitive area. I groan breathlessly as pleasure rolls through me.

She's such a damn turn-on. I pull back, tugging her head back by her hair, and looking into her lust-filled eyes.

"You sure you're ok?" I murmur, wanting to fuck her senseless, but I'm worried about her.

"Try me," she replies softly, looking into my eyes with a defiant glint in her eyes. "Fuck me like it's the last time."

A flash of pain flickers through me, those words making my stomach twist, but she notices the change. She shakes her head, cupping my face.

"I didn't mean it like that…"

"I know and I won't let this end," I whisper, more a promise to myself than her. I won't let anything keep her from me. I will be that shield protecting her from everything. She's no longer alone. She will not suffer alone, and she will not be forced to play by anyone else's rules.

I unwrap her legs from around my waist and press my body against hers, kissing her once more. Her eyes flutter shut, my hands playing with her boobs. Flicking and squeezing her hardened nipples.

She sighs softly against my lips as my hand travels down, grazing down her belly and brushing along her lower stomach. She moans softly under my touch, our lips never parting. My hand finally reaches her pussy, and she parts her legs slightly, her body begging for my touch. "You asked for this, Kitten," I murmur huskily, breaking away from our kiss.

My eyes darken as I gaze into hers and, without a warning, I slam two fingers into her, making her gasp at the sudden intrusion. Not giving her time to recover, I begin fucking her with my fingers, hard and fast. My thumb on her clit only adding to the pleasure. I hook one of her legs over my arm, bracing my hand against the shower wall and watching the water run down her body enticingly.

"Oh fuck, Elijah," she breathes sexily. My fingers clearly hit the spot with each rough thrust, her moans proof of that. I place quick bruising kisses down her neck, before nipping and sucking on her nipple, feeling her tighten around my fingers. "Oh fuck… I'm going to come..," she moans. Just as her orgasm is nearing, I remove my fingers, making her growl at me, a flicker of surprise in them.

A cocky smirk crosses my lips.

"I didn't say you could come yet," I tease softly. Standing tall, I tug her head up, forcing her to look at me. "Turn around. Hands on the wall, ass up, legs apart."

I can hear her heart thundering as she observes me with curiosity and hunger. She opens her mouth, and I cock a brow, delivering a sharp slap to her ass, making her eyes fly open. "I don't like being disobeyed, Kitten."

"Jerk," she pouts as she turns and does as I say. I lick my lips, admiring her sexy bubble butt. Fuck, she is so gorgeous . I deliver another tap to the other ass cheek, making her moan.

"You like that, Kitten?" I ask, leaning over, my hand roughly grabbing her breast, squeezing it slightly painfully. She whimpers hornily, her heart racing ever faster.

"Yes…" she moans when I lick the tip of her ear. "Oh fuck."

"That's my girl," I say, kissing her down her back until I reach her ass. Crouching down, I begin kissing and licking her over her sexy peach – throbbing hard when she wriggles. The smell of her arousal is driving me nuts and I want to fuck her right now. I part her ass, making her tense.

"Elijah…"

"You're fucking perfect, everywhere." I run my tongue down the centre, making a delicious moan escape her when my tongue swirls her back entrance.

"Elijah, stop," she whispers, sounding almost embarrassed, but my only response is a slap on her ass again.

"You're mine to do as I fucking want, and that means anything," I growl huskily. Parting her legs I plunge my tongue into her wet folds, making her gasp in pleasure as she rubs her pussy against my face, her moans of pleasure telling me just how much she loves this.

"Oh fuck, this feels so good," she moans, her horny tone making me swear in my head. Nearing her orgasm, her heartbeat spikes, her breathless moans only growing louder. I pull away once again, making her turn and glare down at me. I smirk, gripping her chin and kissing her already plumped-up lips roughly.

"We're playing by my rules, Red." I grab her ass before giving it another tap, liking the way it leaves a red mark on her creamy skin. Positioning myself behind her, I take hold of my dick, just the thought of being squeezed inside her once again makes me throb harder. I rub my tip against her overly sensitive clit, cutting back my own moan.

And she whimpers when I teasingly brush my dick between her folds before suddenly ramming straight into her. She gasps in pleasure and pain, her pussy stretching to accommodate me.

"Oh fuck…" she breathes. I begin fucking her, one hand cupping her thigh and the other now wrapping around her throat, kissing her shoulder as I fuck her hard and fast from behind. She keeps her hands on the wall, balancing on one foot as each hard thrust makes her almost buckle, but I'm supporting her. I push her against the cold tile wall, my hand tightening around her throat.

"Who do you belong to?" I whisper roughly in her ear.

"Y-you…" she answers.

"Remember that. You're mine and mine alone," I say, my voice deeper than normal. The sound of our wet skin hitting against each other is loud in the small bathroom as I fuck her, my eyes on her breasts from over her shoulder as they bounce sexily with each thrust. Her loud, salacious moans are bringing me to a breaking point. I let go of her throat, fondling her breasts roughly before I begin rubbing her clit with two fingers, making her whimper. My other hand holds her thigh up against her side firmly.

"That's it, fuck my pussy harder, baby, oh fuck!" she moans. I can feel her walls clenching around me, feeling her nearing and a few moments later she hits her orgasm, the delicious spasms of pleasure making her back arch as a loud moan escapes her. Moments later I too find my release and slam into her a few more times, our juices mixing as I pull out, spanking her ass once more, then I breathe hard, my body pressed up against hers.

"You're fucking perfect," I murmur, wrapping my thick arms around her small frame. She doesn't respond, but I can sense the calmness and contentment from her. For a few moments, I hold her, both of us simply enjoying the other's company, letting the warm water trickle down our bodies.

Then, I grab the small bar of soap that stands on the shelf that is on the side and begin rubbing it over her body. She bites her lip, and I smirk, allowing my soapy fingers to rub along her pussy, causing a traitorous moan to leave her lips.

"Want me to fuck you again, Kitten?" I murmur, pressing myself against her. She can feel my dick hardening against her ass. She bites her lip, turning her large green eyes towards me and to my surprise, she nods. I smirk. Turning her in my arms, I lift her up, pushing her up against the shower wall and thrust my dick into her roughly. She cries out, locking her arms around my neck as I fuck her once again.

An hour later , we finally managed to shower, and Scarlett is clearly shattered. Her legs, as she said, felt like jelly and I can tell they're trembling slightly. I give her the shirt I had been wearing. One of Rafael's men had retrieved my car for me, but I haven't been in the right mind to even bother to get our luggage. Putting on my pants, I get on the narrow hospital bed and lay down with her wrapped in my arms.

"Damn, you're already healing," I say, looking at the love bites I had littered over her neck. She smirks.

"And you're not, Alpha," she mocks, tracing her fingers over one dark hickey.

"I like it. You're pretty wild," I murmur, pulling her close. Her heart skips a beat as she looks into my eyes. I lean closer, about to kiss her, when there is a loud knock on the door. I growl in irritation, but the door is opened to a worried-looking Rafael. It is clear from his tousled hair he had been asleep.

"Sorry to bother you, Elijah but Alpha Jackson's on the phone," he says, wincing at the shouting that is coming through the phone, then realising our position looks even guiltier.

"Fuck…" I swear, motioning for him to come over and take the phone from him.

With everything that has happened, I forgot to ring Dad. I had borrowed Rafael's phone earlier to log into my Cloud account and wipe my phone, which I had dropped at Zidane's place amidst the fighting, not wanting to risk him getting his hands on it, but not once did I think to contact Dad. "Dad! Chill. Why the fuck are you shouting? I lost my phone-"

"Don't give me that shit, Elijah! Where's Scarlett? I felt a wolf's pack-link break and only the two of you were unaccountable for." Dad's panic is clear in his voice.

Shit.

"Dad, she's fine," I say. Scarlett's face is pale, clearly realising what had happened. An alpha marking someone would cause their pack-link to break.

"For fuck's sake, put her on then! I need to hear her voice for myself." Dad's voice is filled with a desperation and fear that I have never heard before. Scarlett sits up and quickly takes the phone from me.

"Dad, I'm okay," she assures him.

Rafael's eyebrows shoot up and I just frown at him. Yeah, I know it's fucking complicated. He raises his hands in surrender before running his hand through his hair.

"Scarlett, Scarlett, are you really, okay? Your mother and I were so worried."

"Don't worry, Dad, we're ok. And we'll be home soon, I promise," she says softly.

"A lot has happened, and I don't think it's a coincidence. We aren't sure what's going on, but I am glad that you're safe," Dad sighs.

Jessica's mark. It must have disappeared at the same time as the pack-link broke, but I don't think they've made the connection, or they wouldn't be so calm. Then again, a father doesn't typically fucking mark his own daughter.

"We'll be home soon. I'm sorry for not letting you know." Scarlett glances at me. She sounds guilty when this shit isn't even her fault.

"I'm glad… just, you kids really need to stay in touch," Dad grumbles. "Is your brother treating you well?"

"Yes…" Scarlett blushes and I make the fucking mistake of looking at the asshole in front of me, who nods.

‘Oh, for sure,' Rafael mouths at me, making me give him the middle finger. Prick.

"Good… that's good. Get some rest, it's late dear," Dad says.

"I will, thanks, Dad," Scarlett says, hanging up. She looks at me and then glances at Rafael. For a second, she pauses, staring at me, as she pales, and I'm certain she tried to mind-link me. "You should fill in your alpha friend. He seems to have questions," she says quietly as if not wanting me staring at her.

"Oh no, I…" Rafael trails off under Scarlett's intense stare and he instead flashes her a smile. "Yeah, sure."

"I already told you shit," I growl.

"Na, you barely scratched the surface," he points out.

"Did I ever tell you, you're annoying?"

"Countless times, so I'm all ears whenever you're ready. By the way, Scarlett, I'm glad to see you're awake."