Chapter 16 Cathy

Chapter 16 Cathy

Eric carried me in his arms to his bed, laid me on it, and took off his green-stained blue coat on his back across the grass in the garden.

"Cathy, you don’t know how hard it is to be near you and hold back the urge to kiss you," he said, lying next to me.

I unconsciously moved away from him and put my hand on his chest to keep him from getting closer.

"I know, I feel the same way," I said, holding my arm steady. "But we can’t get carried away. We’re not the same as we were six years ago. We have responsibilities."

Eric subtly circled my wrist with his hand and moved it to the side. He came closer to me, close enough to increase the tension and desire we felt for one another.

"Why are you trying so hard to keep me away from you? What are you afraid of?" he asked, piercing my eyes with his deep gaze that, with the absence of light, looked darker and somewhat mysterious.

My mouth and throat felt dry. I swallowed and settled back.

"I don’t want any commitments, not now," I said.

My pressure rose, making me hear my own pulse, my head throbbed, and I began to feel a slight ache.

"I know you’re not being honest," he said, putting his palms together, covering his mouth and nose, and sighing heavily. "I can tell just by looking at you."

Eric was making me nervous so much that I couldn’t lie to him. My own body was giving me away, turning me into an open book to him. At this point, I knew I couldn’t keep lying, but I also didn’t want to give in so easily.

"What will you do when I’m gone?" I said, tightening my grip on the sheets. "Will you leave everything behind and come with me?"

He sighed again and placed his palms against my cheeks, pinning my face to his.

"You know I can’t leave the pack, let alone my responsibilities. I can’t just run away as you did," he told me slowly, counting his words. I relaxed and let him hold me in his hands.

"I can’t stay here and give up everything either," I replied, "I made my life, built my own identity. Cathy North, the fragrance designer, is who I am."

After this, I expected him to ask me to leave his room, but instead, he moved even closer to me.

"I know, and I’ll never ask you to give up your life," he said soothingly in his voice. "But together, we can strike a balance. We could at least try. We won’t lose anything by just trying."

Eric was not a man easy to evade. I did long to be with him, I fantasized about it, but the thought of all that would happen made my skin tingle and itch all over my body.

"Are you sure you want to give it a try?" I asked him. "What will happen with Candy or when your father finds out I’m a Sith?"

He pressed his lips together in a thin line. "I already told you that Candy means nothing to me. I’ll tell her that I no longer intend to date her nor be more than allies. And as for my father, he is no fool. He must suspect that you are a Sith, and surely one of his informants has already told him something," he added.

My heart stopped suddenly, and I found it hard to breathe.

"And why didn’t he say anything? Why did he allow me to be here?"

"Because he doesn’t see you as a threat, and he trusts my mother’s and my judgment," he replied. "I’m serious when I tell you mom has told him so much about you. She adores you."

His lips were very close to mine. I could breathe in his cool breath and feel every breath colliding with my chest.

"You think your parents would approve it?" With every word that came out of my mouth, my pulse was racing faster and faster to the point that my heart wanted to pound out of my chest.

"They would agree, especially my mother, mark my word," he replied.

He looked at me in such a way that he undressed me without laying a finger on me. He saw my soul and the deepest part of me, making me melt for him. As much as I tried to hide my emotions so as not to fall so easily, my gaze was glued to his full lips, enticing me to sin.

"You are the woman I want by my side," he confessed as he forgot about the distance between us, and his lips met mine when I had my defenses down.

His kisses were warm like the brightest summer but spring-like subtle, his hands caressing my face as I let go, allowing my body to bask in Eric’s warmth and strokes.

He ripped off his shirt, leaving his chest exposed, his abdomen sculpted, his chest firm, and he covered me with his arms as he kissed my forehead gently.

"I..." I tried to speak, but my mind was so lost in him that I couldn’t formulate a word.

"Don’t say anything, and let’s just enjoy the moment," he said, opening his palm to face mine, then intertwining his fingers with mine and giving me another kiss.

Eric’s pulse was normal, but his body temperature was soaring, making the chill of the night disappear for me. He grabbed my waist with his other hand and squeezed it softly, and then turned me over.

"What are you doing?" I asked, panting uncontrollably.

Eric turned up the corner of his mouth, subtly showing his porcelain teeth, and mounted on top of me, took my other hand and placed them above my head, stretched out, and pressed his lips to mine, melting into a slow kiss.

I was Eric’s at that moment. I felt every cell in my body enjoy contact with him, and my desires increased.

He turned me over as I pulled my dress up, revealing my lacy underwear. I felt his cock grow under his pants as it made contact with my body.

He saw me and licked my lips with the tip of his tongue and squeezed my thigh with one of his hands. I couldn’t help but bite my lips as I turned to look into his eyes.

"Are you sure?" he asked me.

I clung tighter to him. Eric knew what I wanted.

"Yes, I am," I managed to say amidst my labored breathing and gasps that I couldn’t control.

Eric pressed his body against mine and unzipped his pants. I felt his hard dick slap against my buttocks.

Eric was ravenously hungry for me; his whole body was agitated. "I like causing this reaction in you," he confessed, rubbing his manhood with my wet pussy.

My nipples became erect, protruding from the fabric of the dress, and I felt myself getting wetter.

I tightened my grip unconsciously because I had the feeling I might slip because of how weak my legs were. He had the power to make me lose control of my body just by touching me.

Eric put his penis at the entrance of me and started to put it in slowly, my vagina was very tight, and I felt his thick cock pushing its way inside me, making me cum. He put a hand over my mouth and shook his head subtly.

"Shh, remember my parents are wolves. They might hear us," he whispered in his seductive voice as he sank deeper into me.

When he was all the way in, I pushed myself against the bed and loosened my grip a little so Eric could have more control over me. He squeezed my thighs and began to penetrate me gently but slowly picked up the escalating pace.

I bit my lip so hard that blood came out.

"Does it hurt?" he asked me, slowing his pace and his voice tightening.

"Yes, but don’t stop," I answered between a restrained moan feeling the pleasure take over my body, a sensation that spread throughout my body, making me feel his whole body against mine even though I had my dress on.

Eric picked up the pace even more as he groped my buttocks. His touch was toasty hot but had the power to drive me out of control with every stroke. His body was covered in sweat, and his cheeks had reddened from the exertion, but it made him look rougher and more masculine.

I held back my moans, but I couldn’t control my expression no matter how hard I tried. My mouth was opening on its own, and my eyes were rolling with each thrust which at this point was stronger and more precise, letting his cock go deeper and deeper.

"I’m going to..." I couldn’t finish the phrase because my body started to shake, and I lost strength and control of him. My legs loosened, and Eric pressed me harder and picked up the pace until he stopped, and I felt his climax too.

He gasped, and his breathing was out of control as he wrapped his arms around me, turned me over, and buried his head in my chest.

After he finished, he laid me down back on the bed with him next to me, wrapping his strong arms around my body. His pulse and breathing were still hectic.

I felt whole again, and I had the feeling that it was the right thing to do and that I was with the man I needed to be with and who knew how to please me.

"I couldn’t help but let myself go," he said.

"I really had fun," I replied, snuggling into his sweaty chest.

Eric kissed my forehead and looked at me with the expression he had six years ago as if he had found a jewel, the same look that woke me up at night longing for a moment by his side.

"So, will you give me a chance?" he asked me, calming his breaths.

All I could think about was us and how I felt about him. But doubts were growing in me. I knew it was only a matter of time before I had to tell him about Elliot, and while I don’t doubt that Eric would be a good father, I’m afraid of what might happen.

"What exactly do you want?" I asked him to give me more time to think about my answer and to know what exactly he wanted with me.

He stroked my cheek and made sure my mind was in the present with him. "I want us to have something formal, but no pressure. I understand that you have your life in the city, and I have mine here, along with my responsibilities as a future pack Alpha. But I know that’s not an obstacle, and we’ll find a way to make it work for both of us."

I smiled unconsciously at him.

"Then yes, I will give you a chance," I replied with my heartfelt honesty, feeling my pulse racing a mile a second and my head full of fears, and insecurities, picturing fictional worst-case scenarios that only would reinforce my nightmares.

"I promise you won’t regret it," he claimed with a smile of victory painted on his face.

I hugged him tightly and squeezed him as I melted into his chest, imagining us on an altar in front of the full moon, saying our vows and receiving the moon’s blessing. Even though I left behind my life of shapeshifters and my old pack, I still longed to find in Eric my mate and live out that fantasy I always heard others talk about.

I closed my eyes and allowed myself to daydream, listening to Eric’s breathing and feeling our heartbeats synchronize in harmony.