Deimos’s sanctuary.” I read it out loud touching it, feeling the carving with my fingertips.
“I carved that as a pup when I found and claimed this place as mine. I named it ‘Deimos’s Sanctuary’ as this place gave me so much peace, a peace I couldn’t find anywhere else.” His voice made me flinch as he was really close behind me. I could feel his breath on his neck. Shivering I slowly move my hands away from the carving.
Deimos softly puts his nose into the nape of my neck making me shiver further leaving my breathless. Taking in a deep whiff of my scent I feel his hands shaking urging him to touch me. He holds my hips bringing my back to his front. Softly kissing the side of my neck, he sucks, nips and bites gently as I moan leaning further into him.
“Dinner!” I shout out stopping all movements cutting through the tension. I have never been embarrassed in my life as my cheeks turn a bright red. I make no move to turn around to face him. Why? Why did I scream that out? I am not even that hungry! Goddess, please save me from this, I can die with this embarrassment.
Moving away from me with a quick step backwards, “I’ll go make us some.” He tells me and walks towards the kitchen while I am squatting on the floor covering my red cheeks. Getting up slowly walking towards the kitchen I peek inside watching him getting the ingredients ready.
“You can come inside and sit if you wish.” He tells me without even looking at me, probably felt my presence. Sitting on the counter watching him whip up our meal I feel so happy. Everything is finally falling into place this is how it should be.
“How is this place filled with goods and is clean?” I ask him softly.
“I have my… our wolves come here once a week to clean.” He answers me. He didn’t say my, he said our…. our wolves. Does that mean he acknowledges me now? Placing a plate with steaming food in front of me, we begin to eat quietly. It’s a male’s duty to cook and provide for his female and if he does so then he is completely hers. He has proved it to me.
After dinner we wash up all the used vessels and clean the cabin together without a word surrounded by a warm and comfortable silence. As he wipes the kitchen counter and I dust the couch he asks me a question.
“What do you wish to do now?” He asks me finishing his cleaning, wiping his hands with a clean cloth.
“What?” I ask him putting my hair behind my ears. Walking towards me he whispers his question in my ears softly.
“Do you wish to leave and go back or do you wish to stay here for the night?” As he asks me this question my heart stops and picks up its pace. S-Stay the night? Alone? The two of us? Here?
As I look at him, my chest heaving he watches my every movement carefully slowly analyzing me, looking from my eyes to lips and back to my eyes waiting for my response. Licking my lips I answer him with my truth.
“L-Lets stay h-here for the night.” The minute I answer him, his lips meet mine in a harsh desperate kiss. Lifting me by my thighs my legs wrap around his waist. Holding me up with his strong arms, he tugs my lower lips with his teeth as I moan into his mouth. The moment I was waiting for, the moment he devourers me.
Slowly walking towards the couch he sits with me on top of him. As he pulls me hair back giving the perfect view of my neck he bites softly tugging on my skin leaving his mark everywhere. Removing my bra slowly, he flicks my swollen nipple while sucking on the other tugging it softly with his teeth. My body heat increasing, my core growing wet by the second wanting friction.
I grind my heat against his cock, my breasts moving back and forth as he moans deeply putting his head into the warmth of my chest. Grinding our cores together while he holds my waist controlling the pace, I bite into his neck my instincts wanting to claim her mate. The faster we move, the louder our moans grow and the stronger our instincts grow to mark the other enjoying the pleasure. As my teeth elongate giving way to fangs aching for a bite he switches our position in one swift movement.
Caging me under him our chests heaving we stare at each other, the sexual tension growing. He questions me closing his eyes taking a deep breath.
“How do you possess so much power?” His voice husky, this male is straining all his energy controlling himself.
“What power?” I ask him frowning, breathless.
“The power to drive a male like me, crazy. You possess so much control over me. That the first thing I think of when I wake up to the last thing I think of before sleep takes me is you, mate.” His truth made my heart stop.