Chapter 14 - Leslie

Kyle’s voice is soft, but his words are perfectly clear. My body screams in response, a deep, urgent pounding between my legs and threads of warmth that spread up my belly and spine. My nipples harden almost painfully, and it’s got nothing to do with the cold.

There is longing in his voice, and it affects me deeply. Ever since the night I let him sleep in my arms, I’ve felt a stronger connection between us that I can’t deny.

That doesn’t mean it’s real. I thought it was real before, and he still left me.

His eyes are tearing at me, so full of emotion, it’s almost like he’s screaming. I can see how turned on he is, and I can’t stop myself from having a good long, hard look at his body.

“Hard” is definitely the word.

A soft gasp slips out from my lips, surprising me. I press my thighs together, trying to get myself under control, but it only makes the throbbing worse.

I want to run to him, throw my arms around his neck, wrap my legs around his waist, and beg him to take me. It’s the only thing in this whole world that I want.

I shake my head slightly, feeling the sting of tears not far off. I’ve wanted this for so long. I waited for it, some part of me begging him to come back even as I tried to convince myself I had to let him go. I can’t give in just because I’m painfully horny… that’s exactly how a girl gets hurt.

By a guy who is also painfully horny and doesn’t give a fuck about anything else.

I see Kyle’s face shut down, and I realize he’s taken the slight shake of my head as an answer. I start walking towards him very slowly. He watches me, openly looking at my body and looking more pained with every step I take.

As I get close enough, I reach out and take his hand. He breathes in, a hissing sound escaping his teeth. I link our hands together and stroke his palm gently.

“Yes,” I say softly.

His eyes widen, and shock explodes on his face. For a few seconds, he just stares at me. The moment seems to drag on, and I get a couple of seconds to wonder if I’m going to get rejected again right here and now before I even get a chance to feel his body again.

Then he grabs me by the upper arms and yanks me against his chest. When I feel his lips on mine, I wrap my arms around him, digging my fingers into his back. Kyle kisses me fiercely, and I can feel his teeth behind his tongue.

I reach up, wrapping my hands around his shoulders to get some leverage, and kiss him back twice as hard. He growls, shoving me downwards, but I just push back, reaching out with my tongue and refusing to bend. When he tightens his grip to crush me, I nip him on his top lip, and he pulls back with a short cry.

“Ouch!” he yells.

“You big baby,” I whisper, reaching for his mouth. “You want to play rough, but only if you’re winning.”

“Oh, yeah?” he growls. “Is that what you think?”

“I know it,” I say, teasing him.

I tighten my grip on him and rock back and forth, using my weight against him. He tightens his arms again and tries to pull me against him to topple us over, but I plant my feet and resist.

A real growl rumbles through him as he realizes he can’t move me. I laugh, looking up into his eyes, feeling pure joy surge through me. I take advantage of his moment of weakness, lifting my feet and shoving against him. We sail towards the forest floor and hit the ground with a crash.

Kyle gasps as the breath is blasted out of him. I grab his shoulders as I land on top, squeezing them hard and giggling as I lean down to kiss him. I trail the tip of my tongue across his top lip, feeling the tiny cut I made.

He kisses me back, his tongue flicking into my mouth as he tries to raise his head. I push him down, using my weight to press down on his shoulders as well as his head. We push our strength against each other, arousal rising in us both as we compete until he falls back against the grass, breathing hard and completely surrendering.

“You’re so fucking hot, Leslie!” he gasps. “Jesus fuck, there is no woman on Earth like you!”

His words make me smile, but deep down, I’m still pretty sure this is just the reaction of a desperate man. Guys will say and do anything when they need release. It doesn’t mean any of it is real.

I bend down to kiss him again, but before I can touch my lips to his mouth, his face breaks into a feral grin. He grabs my shoulders, flipping us over. I hit the ground with a thud that leaves me breathless.

“Are you okay?” he asks, peering into my face.

“Is that all you got?” I mutter, wrestling him. “Come on, challenge me.”

He shakes his head a little before bending down to kiss me. There is an intensity to him now that wasn’t there before, and as my tongue answers his, I feel a deep throb of arousal inside me that is so strong, it obliterates all else.

Take me! Take me right fucking now!

I wrap my arms around his waist and grip him with my knees, shifting my hips until I can feel his cock rubbing against my hot, throbbing pussy. Kyle shudders, breaking the kiss to gasp against my ear. For a few seconds, we writhe against each other, the tension reaching an impossible height.

“Fuck me!” I shriek.

Kyle reaches down and grabs my hips, thrusting forward and finally joining us together.

I stretch my head back, arching my spine to let him slide all the way home. I rock my hips back, shifting his cock inside me and feeling the hard length of him touching every single inch of me.

Kyle’s head is pressed against my shoulder, and he takes a shuddering breath. At first, he doesn’t move, just holds himself still as I wriggle under him. His arms snake around me, one around my waist, the other around my shoulders.

He presses forward with his hips, and I’m pinned between the iron grip of his arms and the strength of his legs. He squeezes me as hard as he can, right to the edge of pain, then relaxes.

“Oh, my, fucking, God,” I whisper, my eyes fixed on the stars above. They flicker at me through the twisting leaves of the forest canopy, the lights of the celestial kingdom watching the consummation of our marriage.

A faint wave of sadness threatens me that this is not for love but for duty. I close my eyes and bury my head against his shoulder. The emotions that well up in me are too complicated and confusing, and I can’t bear to contemplate losing him.

Or not even really having him—even if we are married and mated for life.

Kyle tightens his grip again and begins to thrust. First, his strokes are long, slow, and deep. My body clenches around his, my pussy responding with spasms that send shock waves of pleasure through me.

Oh, God. I love you. I love you so much.

He increases his pace, and as he slams me into the forest floor, a massive orgasm shudders through me. I cling to him as he rams into me over and over, explosions rocking my body from the inside out. I throw my head back and scream.

“Oh, God, Leslie,” Kyle whispers against my cheek. “I’ve missed this so much.”

My scream collapses into a sob, and I cling to him even harder. He lets his body go, the pace quickening as his thrusts get harder and harder. His cock thickens inside me, touching aching places within that only he can reach. Another massive orgasm explodes deep inside, a wave of pleasure crashing through me, so powerful that I seem to black out for a second or two.

When I’m aware again, Kyle is clinging to me, his cock throbbing inside me as he comes. A string of ragged gasps tears through him, leaving him shaking with the force of his release.

For a moment, we hold each other, feeling only the connection between us. Sounds of the forest whisper all around us, making me feel safe and held.

There was no better place to be the first time we came together as husband and wife.

That thought brings me back to reality, and I feel my whole body react. My chest is suddenly tight, and my muscles tremble. Kyle slips off me and lies down beside me, his breathing settling to a normal rhythm already.

He reaches for my hand, linking our fingers together. I look over at him and smile, unable to help myself. He makes me happy, there is no denying that.

I just wish it was real…

With unspoken agreement, we shift and run back to the house. As wolves, we’re pretty resistant to cold, but our human forms will succumb much quicker.

Kyle takes my hand again as we enter the house, and I head for the bedroom, pulling him along with me. The smile that breaks across his face is contentment itself. We curl up together in the soft sheets, both of us drifting into deep and dreamless sleep.

When I wake suddenly, it takes a few moments for my brain to catch up. I don’t know what woke me. I can barely remember where I am.

Then I feel Kyle beside me, and everything comes back to me. My body is sore in all the right places, and I can’t help smiling.

There is no better way to be sore and tired.

Then I hear a car door slam, and I realize that’s what woke me—a car in the driveway. I throw on a robe and hurry to find out who it is.

“Babe?” Kyle mutters.

“I’ll see who it is,” I call back to him. By the time I get to the door, he’s thrown on a pair of pants and is staggering down the hall.

“Hello?” Gina’s voice sounds on the other side of the door, accompanied by a sharp knock. I open up and smile, genuinely happy to see her, even if the timing is inconvenient.

“Hi,” I answer, feeling a bit bashful. Kyle comes up beside me and casually puts an arm around my waist.

“Oh, hey, Gina,” he says. “Good morning.”

“Good morning to you, too,” she says, her lips twisting in a mischievous smile. “I was coming to take Leslie out for shopping and lunch, but it looks like you guys might be a bit busy.”

“Gettin’ busy,” Kyle mutters, squeezing my butt. I giggle stupidly, covering my mouth.

“Seriously, I’d like to,” I say to Gina. “Let me get ready.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it,” Gina answers. “We can shop anytime. You guys just enjoy each other.”

“Well, whatever else is happening today, I’m in desperate need of coffee,” Kyle says. “Want anything, babe?”

“Ah… sure. Just the usual.”

“Okay.” He leans over and kisses my cheek softly, reaching around to lightly squeeze my butt again.

“Careful,” I whisper. “I’ll tackle you again.”

“Oh no,” he says, his eyes going wide. “Not that. Anything but that!”

I give him a little shove, giggling. He makes a little kissy motion with his lips, then heads towards the kitchen, waving to Gina.

“So… you guys worked everything out, then?” Gina asks, beaming. I shake my head.

“I just… I don’t want to think too hard about it right now. There’s no point in trying to define it. I just want to take each day as it comes.”

“I completely understand,” Gina says. “Just do what you need to, okay?”

“I will,” I answer, smiling. She is starting to feel like the big sister I never had.

“Oh, before I go,” Gina adds. “Jack and Bailey have been talking about that rival pack again. I think there’s some updates coming, and unfortunately, we might have to do something about them.”

“Okay,” I say, nodding slowly. “Thanks for letting me know.”

Gina’s words strike fear into me. I’ve managed to distance myself from everything Kyle told me—it’s just too traumatic to dwell on—but I know it would be foolish to forget about it completely. The other pack is a genuine threat, and Kyle will get mixed up in it again, whether I like it or not.

As I watch Gina heading back to the car, I think about how I want to enjoy my time with Kyle as much as possible. Maybe before all the hectic stuff starts to go down, I should take him out on a date to show him how much I care.