The sky roars and earth-shattering lightning strikes through carrying a loud boom that echoes all around me. Soft shivers vibrate down my flesh as the cold rush of wind grazes my body. The storm is near. I gaze up at the sky as the grey clouds float with bloated bellies.
Thrusting my hand out the window enjoying the feeling for I know that in a while burning fire shall take over as my heat consumes me. My hair is wet whilst droplets tumble down and land softly upon my lap wetting my jeans.
I turn my attention to Deimos, staring down the length of him. His biceps flex as he controls the steering wheel with his left hand whilst his right fist is clamped harshly around the head of the gear lever. Too harsh. As if he is denying it the place it wishes to feast upon.
His knuckles turn white as he clenches his jaw grinding his teeth. No, he isn’t angry. My male is hungry. He wishes to be fed soon. I can see the tone of his skin grow into a hue of red, his temple throbbing with the wrath of his control.
We stop at a red light and Deimos quickly reaches up sliding open the sunroof gulping down the fresh air he receives. My heat has begun its seduction crawling to him on its knees encaging him within its vines. He doesn’t look at me keeping himself and his beast in check.
“How much longer?” I whisper my question reaching for my bag in the backseat. My skin meets his flesh and a small snarl leaves his lips.
“Lumina, stay still if you wish to carry on with the journey.” He says his voice deep and hoarse. There is a warning to his words. A sweet warning, one that talks about the delight he could provide me with.
“Sorry.” I apologize quickly grabbing the perfume from my bag spraying it all over my body especially upon my throbbing mark. This will hide my seducing scent for a while. It will calm both of us.
Deimos’s body relaxes as he shifts slowly getting comfortable spreading his legs wide giving me a treat of a view. The tip of my tongue slowly seeps through my lips licking the bottom flesh teeth gnawing into it. I seem to be getting hungry as well.
“We are almost there.” He says answering the question I had asked. He drives us deeper into the woods away from the main road into a private area enclosed by a rainforest perhaps. Such a vast land, so much tranquility. He possesses many properties but never uses them much except to take me there.
The path to our stay is very bumpy as the car flings my body around but my male sits still for the weight of his muscles keep him in place. The deeper we drive the darker it gets. The place excites me as a soft whine from my wolf asks to be let out.
He places his palm on my head patting me softly. “Patience, my female.” He smiles softly talking to both of us. My wolf sits back wagging her tail adhering to her male’s words.
As soon as he reaches our destination the trees separate and we drive through an arch. I finally gaze up at the beauty of the house. High glass windows, open roof I could see the interior. It hides absolutely nothing.
The garage door senses the car and opens its mouth swallowing us whole. I am awe with the place, with the way it is built. As it shuts us inside the lights flicker on and I find so many empty parking spots within the garage. A house fit for many wolves.
Deimos gets out gathering all the shopping bags from the trunk as I step out following his lead. I don’t hear the sound of the thunder from within the garage for it possesses a deep comfortable silence shutting everything out.
I follow him into the house meekly but I rush forward as soon as I am within its comfort. My mouth open wide I stare at the view from the window. I twirl around meeting the bright light of the chandelier held by the high ceiling. Deimos chuckles watching me whilst placing the bags upon the kitchen counter.
My fingertips slide across the smooth material of the sofa and the wood of the side table. Who made this place? Who designed it? How does he own this? For who? So many questions flood through my mind as I jump about the place exploring every part of the living room.
Curiosity surging pushing me to explore the rest of the house, my eyes search for the hallway. “Lumina.” I stop in my path and turn around to face my male who has his hands folded across his chest leaning upon the counter. “Come.” He says and I stride to him without question.
As I stand within his circle he pulls me into his chest, nose sniffing the flesh of my neck. My scent his drug he revels in it. I snuggle into his warmth my hands around his stomach meeting behind his back. We are in peace. Swaying us softly he asks, “I am guessing you like this place?”
I jump up and down like a pup within his arms portraying my feelings, my wolf sharing her excitement with me. “Very much. I want to see the rest of it.” I say.
He chuckles his reply, sound hidden into the side of my neck. “Carina.” He whispers with a nip to my flesh voice muddled blocking the words from reaching my ears.
(Cute)
“What did you say?” I question frowning. I didn’t understand it. My eyes return to the entry that allows me to have a look at the rest of the house.
“Nothing.” He says leaning back facing me. I keep looking at that entry my curiosity getting a hold of me. Grabbing my jaw forcing my eyes to meet his, I show him my dislike with a small show of fang. He is not letting me go and I wish to explore.
His eyes widen as he smacks a finger to my lips. I flinch back to his action. “Such disrespect. You should be punished, no?” He asks with a tease to his tone.
“Let me go, Deimos. I wish to tour the place.” I say whilst struggling to break free from his hard grasp. My male has grown to love teasing me.
He doesn’t move an inch and I look back from the entry to him with slight irritation. “Must you do this?” I question, my wolf giving out small whines calling out to his instinct to empower him.
A soft smile graces his lips as he watches me struggle within his hold only for the mere reason to see the rest of the house I seem to be in love with.
“Give me a kiss and I will let you go.” He replies and I quickly stop struggling surging forward giving him a quick peck. He laughs at my impatience. I am only like this with new places and food and he knows that.
“That was not a kiss, my female.” He bends down to me. “Here, I will even close my eyes for you.” He says whilst his lips are puckered and eyes shut close face bent right in front of me.
Leaning forward I grab the back of his head pulling him to my lips savouring his taste as he smiles through the kiss. It was a gentle one. Not one of passion but one where mates in love would do so. He does not ease his tongue into my mouth only meeting his lips with mine. A tenderness I can feel from him.
My mark sparks to life and I immediately let him go as he looks down at me. I nod in question my eyes asking him if I can go now and he nods back in answer letting me go as I run down the hallway.