Jace
I wake up with Amy’s body wrapped around me like a vine and her sleek dark long hair covering my chest like a blanket. I caress her cheek lazily and smile at the way she snores softly into my neck. She looks impossibly beautiful, like a goddess, as she sleeps soundly in my chest. I can feel the light pressure of the slow rise and fall off her chest and the way her body feels so light on top of mine. She feels so delicate, so fragile as if she could break if she dare falls on the ground.
I wish all mornings could be like this: waking up to this beautiful woman and loving her till the sun comes down. That could be arranged if she just agrees to move in with me. Why can’t she just move in? I will coax her later. Now I have an important task to attend to.
I wrap my arm around her and caress her bare back softly. Just the feel of her skin on my fingers radiates heat through my body and every inch of me comes awake with an explosive desire. Oh Amy! What you do to me! I gently remove her hair from her face and tuck it behind her ear. She smiles in her sleep. Must be having a good dream, about me, I hope.
I run my hand down to her ass and fondle.
“Mmm,” she murmurs. Her eyes are still closed and her smile grows slightly bigger. This encourages me to use my other hand to caress her breasts. I pinch slightly on one nipple and she wiggles on top of me.
“Morning beautiful,” I murmur into her ear and her eyes flutter open.
“Having sweet dreams?” I ask and pinch on the other nipple.
“Hmmm,” she groans with a wide smile. I slip my hand between her legs and I am surprised to find how wet she is. My cock stirs in approval.
“Still sleepy? I definitely know a good way to make a wake up call,” I whisper into her ear and nip gently behind her earlobe. I slip a finger into her and add another.
“Ahhh,” she moans. I know that is is now wide awake. She gets up and sits on my belly, slightly above my groin, with her legs bent either sides of my waist. I know she can feel how hard I am for her.
“What are you going to do now?” I give her a goading smile. She gives me a sly crooked smile and starts tracing lazy lines on my chest.
“I can think of a number of things,” she says in a smooth seductive voice and bites on her lower lip. Damn! I would like to also have a bite on that plump enticing lip.
“Give me a hint,” I say and hold her hips with both hands. She immediately removes my hands in a swift move. Disappointment floods my system. She surprises me by placing them on top of my head.
“Keep them there,” she commands. Whoa! Amy in control, I think I will love that. I give her a huge grin.
“What are you going to do to me?”
“No telling,” she replies with a smirk. Her lips land on mine in a lustful and urgent kiss. I remove my hands from where she placed them so that I can touch her and bring her closer to me.
“No,” she says breaking the kiss and placing my hands back.
“Don’t force me to tie them,” she says in a soft but firm voice.
“You wouldn’t,” I say with hooded eyes.
“Actually, I would, and there are a good number of things I can use to improvise,” she says. She looks very serious. I think she really would tie my hands. How will I manage to keep my hands to myself and not caress that gorgeous body?
“Yes, ma’am. As long as it pleases you.”
“It does,” she regards me with a dark smoky look that is sexy as hell!
“Do you have any idea how hot you look right now?”
I inquire from her.
“Yes, this tells it all,” she replies while grabbing my cock in her small fists. Oh, god! She starts squeezing and fucking me with her hands. I don’t think I will last long. My breathing comes out in short quick pants as I keep climbing and climbing to my high. Just when I think I am going to release in her hands, she removes them. I almost grunt at the loss of the friction when she lifts herself off my belly and lowers herself slowly onto my throbbing cock.
“Fuck!” I moan as she starts riding me. I can’t keep my hands to myself anymore, not with the slow torturous pace she is using. I grab her hips and set a new quicker pace. She doesn’t stop me.
I don’t think I can hold on anymore. The way her full breasts jump up and down as she rides me, hard, is enough to to make me even harder. Amy is also close. I can feel the way her muscles clench on my cock. I put my hand between our bodies and rub her sensitive bud.
“Come on, baby. Come for me,” I tell her and she throws her head back as her orgasm sweeps over her body with a shudder. I follow her while thrusting deeper into her. I come with a muffled cry and pull Amy into a kiss. That was extremely hot! I definitely want to do it again, and soon.
As our breathing calms, I caress her her back leisurely and kiss her hair. She is laying on top of me with her head on my chest. I close my eyes and enjoy the moment of serenity as I hold the woman of my life in my embrace, and intend to never let her go.
When I open my eyes, the sun is beaming brightly through the window. Sophia will be disappointed if we don’t show up for breakfast. Well, if Amy doesn’t show up. She is obviously the only one everyone is trying to impress, not me. Amy’s eyes are closed. She must have dozed off. All that sexual activity can surely be tiring. She was so awesome this morning.
I should sneak into her apartment and pack up everything of hers so that they are all here when she wakes up. She would be shocked, and definitely mad at me when she wakes up. I would give her hundreds of reasons why she has to move in with me and she would support her own argument with thousands of reasons why I am a jerk. I laugh at my ridiculous idea and immediately agree that it wouldn’t be the best.
Amy stretches awake and smiles at me with a crooked smile.
“Are you awake now?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.
“Definitely,” she replies.
“Are you up for a shower?”
“With you? Yes,” she replies with a sleepy smile.
“Ofcourse with me,” I say while wrapping my hands around her waist. I get off the bed with Amy wrapped around me. She squeals into giggles as I carry her into the bathroom.
Sophia is busy setting up the table when I walk into the dinning room. She looks around me and behind me.
“Where is Amy?” she inquires from me.
“Good morning, too. I slept well,” I say while getting myself a glass of water. Sophia rolls her eyes at me.
“I know you slept well and it surely a good morning to you, that’s why you I don’t have to ask,” she says.
“That still doesn’t justify a wrong way to start a conversation with someone in the morning,” I tell her.
“Quit lecturing me and tell me if Any is coming down for breakfast,” she says with her hands on her hips.
“She is in my room getting ready, and yes, she is coming for breakfast,” I save her out of her misery.
“See. That wasn’t so hard to tell me in the first place,” she says and goes back to adding more food on the table.
“Why are you giving my dear wife a hard time this early morning?” Jose croaks as he walks into the kitchen. He reaches for his wife and gives her a quick kiss on the cheek.
“I wasn’t giving anyone a hard time,” I respond while putting away the used glass in the sink.
“That would be a miracle if it happened and it would also mean that you are probably not okay,” Jose tells me. I mentally roll my eyes. Jose and Sophia are saved by Amy walking into the kitchen. I had already aligned the bombs that I was going to blast on them.
“Good morning, dear,” Sophia says to Amy with a beaming grin.
“I made breakfast. Have a sit,” she adds and leads her to the table. I watch quietly as Sophia takes care of her like a queen. She deserves to be a queen. The Alpha Queen, my subconscious tells me. If I am the alpha then she gets to become the alpha queen because she is my mate. She would have many servants to take care of her like she deserves to.
Thinking about being the Alpha of the Redclaw pack brings so many thoughts in my mind. Would Amy agree to be mine if I told her the truth about who I am? Would she convince me to fight for my rightful position in the Redclaw pack even after knowing to the true story behind the death of my parents? Would I accepted for my position if Amy convinced me to?
Many more similar thoughts roam my head as I sit down with my family and have breakfast. A steal glances at Amy as she chews her breakfast and Sophia engages her into a heated conversation about a recipe her mother taught her. Jose surprises me by joining the conversation. I am the only one lost in my own world if thoughts. Would the pack accept Amy to be the Alpha Queen if they knew she is human? Would she accepted to be turned?