“Not yet,” he said and lifted her out of the bath. Gently, he set her on the edge of the tub and pulled both of her legs over his shoulder. Pushing her thighs apart, he lowered his head and took a deep breath. The scent of her sex was similar to the taste of her that still lingered on his tongue only stronger, more concentrated. He let the smell of her settle into his brain; the animal in him recognized the scent of its mate and came roaring to life. Nafarius refused to shift, wanting to take her in human form, and buried his face between her thighs.
Sam cried out as Nafarius sucked her clit deep into his mouth. She was wet and throbbing, every part of her body flooded with desire and hormones from her pregnancy. Roughly, she pulled at his hair urging him on while her thighs locked together, holding him to her.
Nafarius grabbed her by the hips and held her beneath him. He could feel his desire rage and a part of him wanted to tear into her, render her flesh and feast on her. He sensed an answering need in her and sought to give her what she wanted without hurting her.
Sam came at the feel of Nafarius’ teeth scraping against the tender flesh of her clit. He didn’t bite; just let her feel his teeth and the promise of pain. It was enough.
Nafarius lapped softly at the swollen folds of her skin, watching and waiting until the last tremors had passed. Gently, he slid her off the edge of the tub and into the water.
Sam opened her eyes to find Nafarius watching her. His eyes glowed yellow, a sure sign that his wolf was near, stirred by Nafarius’ desire. Wanting to reach out and sooth, Sam slid herself down the front of Nafarius until she was once again straddling his lap. She could feel the head of his cock pressing between her legs. Maintaining her slow slide, Sam shifted her hips forward giving him direct access to her body.
Nafarius growled as he slid into her passage; made tight by her orgasm, her skin stretched to accommodate him before wrapping him in her velvet heat. Something that hot should burn, he thought, but the feeling of her wrapped around him, her arms about his shoulders, her legs around his waist and her pussy around his cock, soothed him as nothing else could.
Sam settled herself deeper and felt him shudder beneath her. Slowly, she pulled back, giving him just enough room to slide from her body but not leave her completely. Back and forth she moved, never rushing, always careful to let him feel every inch of her passing over his skin. The contrast to her own climax was intoxicating; Nafarius had forced pleasure on her while she rung it from him, until finally, with one hard thrust up, Nafarius released his seed deep inside of her.
It was several minutes before they were able to part. Carefully, Nafarius set Sam onto the bench that ran around the edge of the tub. It was narrow but allowed a person to sit in the water while bathing. They talked quietly, all the while bathing each other. They often bathed together at home and had gotten into a routine of sharing the soap and shampooing each other’s hair.
Nafarius lifted Sam from the tub and carefully set her on her feet. Kneeling in front of her, he used one of the over-sized bath towels to dry her off. When he was done he dropped a quick kiss on her belly and rose to his feet.
Sam laughed as Nafarius scooped her up and carried her to bed. She hadn’t slept on a real mattress in over a year and was looking forward to the luxury. They made love again slowly before finally falling asleep.
Early the next morning, Sam and Nafarius rose to find Alex, Seth and Jake sitting around the kitchen table. Sam and Maddie and made sure to stock the fridge for their stay and all three young men were busy making their way through breakfast. Looking at the empty egg shells, bacon wrapper and empty orange juice container, Sam realized they were going to need more food.
Noticeably absent was Maddie. When asked, Alex just shook his head and went back to eating. Seth and Jake filled the following silence with a detailed description of their night out. Apparently, the college girls they originally met up with did nothing but giggle. Quickly growing bored, the two set out to find some more… mature… entertainment. Sam took that to mean that they eventually ended up at a strip club but refrained from commenting. Nafarius simply raised an eyebrow, thanked them for not getting arrested or requiring bail and let the matter drop.
An hour later, Sam waited patiently in a sterile exam room, Nafarius a wall of impatience standing next to her. “I don’t like the smell of this place,” he said and not for the first time.
“It’s normal,” she assured him. Truth be told, with her heightened sense of smell, Sam had to admit that the doctor’s office had a rather… pungent smell to it.
A moment later the doctor walked in. Sam hadn’t known what to expect; unable to go to her former OB/GYN for fear of being recognized, Sam had called and asked for a referral. Dr. Winters came highly recommended but was a bit startling at first sight. With shocking white hair, a full beard and a rather rotund belly, he reminded her of Santa Clause.
“Good morning, Mrs. Wolf.” Dr. Winters greeted Sam without looking up from her chart.
Sam shrugged at Nafarius raised eyebrow. The pack didn’t use last names; as far as Sam knew Nafarius didn’t have one and she couldn’t use her own. When she’d called and made the appointment they’d asked for first and last name as well as an address. She’d given them false information for both and Wolf was the first thing that had come to mind.
“I see from your chart that you’re approximately 17 weeks into your pregnancy.” Dr. Winters glanced up, gave Sam a quick once over and went back to her chart. “However, this is your first prenatal appointment. Didn’t know you were pregnant,” he asked, not unkindly.
“No, that is, yes, I knew I was pregnant. I’ve been traveling and just recently returned to the States. Given the remoteness of my location, I wasn’t able to see a doctor until now.” Sam and Nafarius had worked on a story together, complete with remote locations should anyone ask. Dr. Winters didn’t.