*Keera*
I was definitely going to lose my mind.
It was the only conclusion I could reach as I stood stealthily behind an extremely thick tree. These werewolves had somehow collectively planned to drive me to the brink of insanity because there was no way I, out of everyone else, had been the one to find myself in such a tight corner. I let out a slow breath and let my eyelids drift shut as I came to terms with exactly what was going on a few feet away from me.
A werewolf couple were going at it openly in the woods.
Hard.
I squeezed my eyes tightly, trying to block out the sounds they were making but nothing worked. Against my will I was forced to listen to his dirty talk and her loud moans. I twisted at my waist so I could get a look at them. She was hoisted on a huge slab of rock and he was kneeling in front of her, his face buried between her legs. I shivered from the sheer erotic appeal of the scene. Was that something werewolves did often?
Go out to the woods to have sex?
Or was I just very unfortunate?
Because now I was getting turned on. And unlike the woman currently being feasted on, I had no one to soothe my ache. Hell, I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d made out with someone. Probably about four years ago. A lot of time for me to get very used to handling my needs myself. I bit down on my lower lip, knowing that I should look away but finding it very difficult. I’d never had sex before. Being a virgin at twenty four made me more of a voyeuse than I would ever admit.
His head kept moving between her legs, his hands holding her firmly in place so he could eat her out like a starving man. I watched her move her hands, one going up to squeeze her breasts and the other moving into her hair. Her lips parted as she tried to hold back her screams and I could almost picture his tongue swirling slowly around her clit. I looked away from them, my arousal slowly spiraling out of control.
They went at it for a few more hours before they finally stopped. The only sounds I could hear as they shuffled back into their clothes was of pausing to kiss every now and then. I threw an arm over my eyes, forcing my heart to stop racing and trying to gain back control of my body. I inhaled a shaky breath, counting to ten in my head. I couldn’t walk out of the woods and back to the house in the state that I was in.
Not when these werewolves could probably detect the scent of my arousal.
I stood there for a few more minutes before eventually making my way back to Grayson’s house. Kathryn was the first to spot me as I entered. Lexi was beside her, digging her hand into an open bag of chips. I walked to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of cold water, turning to face them as I twisted the cap. I drank the water almost halfway before putting the cap back on and taking the bottle with me to the sitting room.
“Have you talked to him yet?” Lexi asked, referring to Grayson. I had informed a few days ago that I was going to ask Grayson if we could get CCTV cameras mounted everywhere in the pack. That had been after finding out from Tala’s mom that she had never taken her cellphone to Millie’s house so her parents couldn’t call and ask her to get back home. Of course, I could totally understand why.
I would have done the same thing myself.
I replied with a shake of my head. “I haven’t been able to talk to him since then,” I stated, curling my lips. “He’s been a little busy with arrangements for the ritual but hopefully we’ll be able to talk today.” They nodded, moving their attention back to the TV. I turned and began heading upstairs to my room.
The door closed behind me with a gentle click and I released a breath I didn’t even know I’d been holding. Great, I thought. I was beginning to be paranoid around my own team, thinking they were capable of abilities only werewolves had. I pushed myself away from the door, heading straight to the bathroom to wash off the dirt and sweat from walking around in the woods, trying to clear my head.
I stopped by the door of the bathroom to take my clothes off, hissing when the fabric of my shirt grazed my already sensitive nipple, causing it to harden even more. I ran a bath, walking to stare at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I pulled the band off my hair, watching as it tumbled down in waves behind my back. My nerves were knotted together so tightly the pain was almost physical. I needed a release so bad but there wasn’t much that I could do since I hadn’t packed my vibrator.
It had never occurred to me that I would need it.
I turned the tap off and stepped into the bathtub, the steam from the water blurring the mirrors in the bathroom. I let my eyelids drift shut as I leaned back and rested my head against the wall. Images of the werewolf couple fucking in the woods flooded my mind. I could hear her moans and his thrusts like they were going at it again right next to me.
I felt my breath deepen as tingles ran down my spine. What would it be like to have that? To have someone want me so badly he was ready to take me anywhere. To have someone stare at me with that same look on his face. I didn’t even care if it would only be lust. It would still be more than I’d ever gotten. I felt a throbbing between my legs and I drew my legs open, spreading them apart.
My chest rose and fell and goosebumps dotted my arms with the thought of what I was about to do. The house was quiet but I could be silent when it mattered. And it mattered as hell right now. I didn’t have someone moving his tongue madly between my legs but I could pretend that I had. My eyes shut, I let my hand take a slow trail down the length of my wet body. I swirled my thumb around my clit, the pressure mounting.
My other hand moved to cup my breasts, giving them a hard squeeze. The pad of my thumb against my clit was featherlight in a way that frustrated me. I wanted someone driving into me and filling me up. I couldn’t go on like this for much longer. I bit down on my lower lip, sinking my finger into my core and letting out a tiny whimper. I tugged at my nipples, adding a second and then a third finger until I didn’t feel empty any longer.
I moved my fingers in and out of my pussy, my hips lifting to match my thrust. My body twisted with pleasure as I fucked myself faster, almost driving myself over the edge. I felt myself at the very peak, my whole body beginning to shake until I could meet the movement of my fingers. My mind strayed to Grayson and I imagined that in place of my fingers it was him grazing my tiny nub with his teeth, his fingers digging into my ass. The thought sent me over the edge. I pinched my nipple, hard.
And fucking exploded.
Blood roared in my ears, beads of sweat rolling down the sides of my face as waves after waves of euphoria seemed to crash through me. I felt disoriented and yet charged. I inhaled deep steadying rhythmic breaths, coming down from my orgasm. I gave myself a minute, simply laying limply in the tub with one hand dangling outside of it. When I finally caught my breath, I raised my head, freezing when I caught sight of the figure standing by my bathroom door.
Grayson.
I felt my heart bottom down to the pit of my stomach as I met his gaze. How long had he been standing there watching me? I tried to remember whether or not I said his name when I came but at that point my senses hadn’t even been working properly. I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment and a little bit of anger and I couldn’t help shifting my gaze somewhere behind him. He’d caught me masturbating under his roof, while they’d been out planning for the upcoming ritual. The fact that I’d even thought of him seemed to be even more humiliating.
I would never be able to face him again.
“Nice show,” He said hoarsely, the deep breath he released echoing between us. I moved my attention back to him when I heard the creek of the bathroom door. He’d kicked it shut with his feet, closing us in. He stayed where he was, leaning against the door and pinning me with his gaze. Suddenly the bathroom felt like it was too small, his presence seemingly sucking all the oxygen out of the room.
The muscles of his arms bunched wildly like he was restraining himself from taking a step. “I would have never guessed that while I went about searching for you so we could talk, you were in here,” His eyes drifted meaningfully to my clothes sprawled beside the tub, my thong sitting boldly on the pile. His gaze moved back to me. “Fucking yourself.” He finished on a whisper, his voice taunting.
I detected a slight mocking note in his voice and it had me immediately straightening my spine. The entire situation might be extremely humiliating for me but I was damned if I was going to let Grayson feel like he had the upper hand. I reached for my towel, wrapping it around my body as I got out of the tub. “What do you think you’re doing in my bathroom without knocking first?” I shot at him.
His eyes flashed silver, his jaws grinding. “I could smell you from across the hallway,” He informed me, ignoring my question. His gaze dragged over my body, slow and intense, making me remember that my towel only stopped mid thigh and my bare legs were on display. He looked like he was trying to get a hold of his wolf and it took everything I had to keep my feet planted on the ground and not take a step back. Oh my gosh, I thought to myself, my face heating with embarrassment. When was this nightmare going to end? Every second I spent staring at him felt like decades.
It felt a little too intimate, standing alone in the bathroom with him while I was in nothing but a towel. Securing the side towel firmly around my body, I marched past him to the door, jerking the knob and pulling the door wide open. He turned to stare at me. “Leave,” I ordered, proud that my voice didn’t sound half as shaky as I felt. He pinned me in place with his eyes, taking a daunting step towards me until our nose almost brushed.
“Is that what you really want, Keera?” He asked in a whisper. Before I could muster a response, his hand raised mine, slowly bringing my fingers to his nose. The same fingers that had been moving inside of me only minutes ago. My heart thudded. He kept his eyes locked with mine as he inhaled the scent of my release before bringing my fingers to his mouth and dragging his tongue over the fingers, licking them clean.
“Yes,” I finally answered as he gently let go of my hand. His gaze darkened and flashed silver, looking like the taste of me was doing something to him. He closed his eyes and when he opened them, his irises were its normal color. He lifted the corner of his lips in a knowing smirk, leaning down to whisper in my ear.
“Keep lying to yourself.” And then he finally left.