“Okay. Shall we see if the plummin’ still works?” she teased as she turned off the lights.
“Yes,” he said and pulled her close. He could feel his cock harden as he felt her breasts touch his chest.
“Well, that still works,” teased Sam. She trailed her hand down his hip and brought it to rest on his cock.
“Oh,” Lewis gasped. “Calm!” he thought trying not to explode just from a touch.
“Liked that eh?” she said softly as he brought a hand to her breast. It was her turn to gasp.
“Yes. I think we have too many clothes on,” he said as he slipped out of his underwear.
Sam pulled her nightie off and snuggled next to Lewis. “You smell like a mix of chocolate and cinnamon,” she said as she put her face on his chest. “Funny ’cause you can’t eat the damn stuff.”
“Yes,” he said. A lot of us smell like that. Pheromones or some such.” Lewis slid his hand between Sam’s legs. She was damp, and he stroked her slowly trying to keep his own emotions under control.
“Oh,” squeaked Sam. “I’d forgotten how good this could feel,” she thought. Her hand went back to touch his cock which was hard and bobbing against her leg. The tip of his cock was damp and he moaned as she gently caressed him.
Lewis slowly fingered her and when she was wet enough, he moved between her thighs. Hesitantly, he slid into her. It felt so good that he almost forgot to breathe.
“Lewis,” Sam gasped as he slowly moved in and out. She shivered as sensations long denied flooded her. She grasped his sides.
Lewis knew he wouldn’t last long, but held off as long as he could. Finally he couldn’t cope any longer and increased the rhythm of his strokes. A moment later, he came hard, gasping and moaning. Then he realized that Sam too was moaning.
Sam felt him come and then amazingly, she started to orgasm as well. Every muscle in her body froze with pleasure. As she felt she was melting into the bed, Lewis shuddered and then withdrew. He pulled her close and put his hand between her legs once more.
“Lewis?” she asked wondering what he was going to do.
“I… I didn’t last very long, but I want to see your face as you orgasm once more,” he said. He wiggled his fingers against her clit and watched as she arched in pleasure and came. Then he cuddled her to his chest and they went to sleep.
Deep down inside of Lewis where wolf and man melded, two voices echoed the same thought. “Yes…”
*
George knocked on Lewis’ door to say goodbye. No answer. “I guess he must be in the shower,” he told Angie.
“Okay, we’ll come back after saying goodbye to Sam,” she said and they headed down the hall. Angie knocked on the door to Sam’s room. “Sam? You up? We’re leaving,” she said. A muffled noise came from the room and then the door opened.
“Oh! Angie. I didn’t realize it was so late. I… um… overslept,” Sam said.
Angie looked at Sam. Her hair was ruffled and the bit of nightie she could see was inside out. “You okay?” she asked.
“Couldn’t be better. Just overslept,” said Sam.
“Okay. Well, we tried knocking on Lewis’ door to say goodbye, but he must be in the shower because he didn’t answer,” said Angie.
“No, I didn’t answer because I’m not there,” said Lewis from behind Sam. He’d pulled on his pants and stood behind Sam.
Angie blinked. Then she blushed. “I… um… Oh my god! I’m so sorry I… we interrupted you,” she stuttered.
Behind her George was laughing. He’d smelled Lewis the moment Sam had opened her door. That made Sam and Lewis laugh as well.
“We’ll see you in a couple of days,” said George. “Don’t wear him out Sam. Lewis, I think this calls for a ‘welcome to the family’ as well.”
“Thanks George, but that’s up to Sam I think,” Lewis said. He still couldn’t believe his good fortune.
“Now what did I say to you last night?” Sam said as she turned to Lewis.
Lewis smiled and kissed the top of her head. “Yes, I think a ‘welcome to the family’ is in order. We’ll see you up at the B&B,” Lewis said.
The four of them said their goodbyes and while Sam closed the door, Angie and George headed for the car.
“Oh my!” said Angie as they climbed in the car to head over to Ginny’s to pick up their truck.
“Oh my indeed. I’m just surprised it took that long,” said George.
“Why do you say that?” asked Angie.
“Well, I suspect that Lewis wanted to make sure that the family approved of him before he dared tell Sam that he loved her. If he felt we didn’t like him, he would have been polite and distant and they both would have been unhappy,” he said.
“Yeah, but still. If they love each other, what does our opinion matter?” Angie asked.
“I could be lame and say it’s a shifter thing, but to be honest, if a new wolf to the pack doesn’t have the pack’s approval, most times they will leave. He’s an old style wolf and he wouldn’t go against the pack regardless of how much it pained him,” said George.
Angie thought about it and nodded. Then she grabbed her cell phone and called Ginny.
*
Ginny rolled over and untangled herself from the comforter. They were still on the floor and she tried to figure out where her cell phone had landed. She grabbed it and answered.
“Hello?” she said still half asleep. “What! Oh damn! Yes. I’ll make coffee. Hurry up! I want all the details,” she said and then hung up the phone. Then she got up and scrambled for a quick shower.
Patrick rolled over and wondered why his mate was acting like her tail was on fire.
“Get up and dressed!” she shouted from the shower.
“Why?” he asked as he stumbled into the bathroom and crawled into the shower with Ginny.
“Because Angie and George will be here in ten minutes,” she said delighting in dragging out what Angie had told her.
“So, they’re just picking up their truck,” said Patrick.