“And if it is my own house?” He drawled. I instantly relaxed but still was uneasy. If I was going to be punished for punching Samantha, he would have done it right then and there.
“Well, if this is how you run your house, I may decline your offer to stay here and move back to the cabin.”
Laughing, “Like you got a choice princess. Nice punch though. Who taught you to fight?”
Princess? I am not a fucking princess. “My dad and why exactly did you come here for? If you wanted to punish me for punching Samantha, then you would have, so what exactly do you want?”
Wyatt stood up and started walking over towards me. My heart wanted to start racing but I kept my breathing steady and a blank look on my face. “I actually found it quite amusing to watch you punch Samantha, but I know her and she will not let this drop, so be prepared for another fight and she doesn’t play fair.” He was finally standing inches in front of me. He placed one hand above my head and the other was down by his side. My eyes slipped, trailing down his five o’clock shadow, down his neck to his tattoos and his sick pack to his V line and the loose but some tight grey sweats that did little to hide how he felt or he was either just that big. Bring my eyes back up to his, his face was so close to mine, my breathing hitched and I saw how dark his eyes were. His wolf wanted out. I have never wanted to be kissed so badly, my eyes trailed to his lips and I absently mindlessly licked my lips and they parted as my breathing got heavier.
“I don’t tolerate disrespect very well.” Is the only sentence I could make out. My panties were starting to get wet and I am sure he could smell my arousal. My face was heating up, my nipples were hard and I never needed release so badly.
“Hmm” was all Wyatt said as he took his free hand and cupped my neck while his thumb rubbed my lips. I decided to temp the devil and took my tongue and slowly licked his thumb that was on my lip. That was all it took for him to crush his lips roughly against mine. His body pushed mine up against the wall and his hand came from my neck to around my waist. The hand that was on the door slid down and went to the back of my neck, grabbed a handful of hair and yanked it back, causing me to gasp. He used that opportunity to shove his tongue deep into my mouth. My hands reacted on their own and threaded my own fingers and threw his hair.
I felt a low growl deep into his chest as he used both hands to reach around me, grabbing my legs and lifting me up, making me straddle him without breaking the kiss. He kept me pinned to the door and I could feel the bulge in his pants pressing against my core. I felt his hesitation for a second and his kiss became softer. After a few seconds, he stopped kissing me and rested his forehead against mine.
“Duty calls princess.” Wyatt said as he tried to catch his breath. He carefully let go of me and started adjusting himself.
“Have fun with that. I am going to take a hot shower and go to bed.”
“Will you be thinking of me in there?” Wyatt said as he cocked an eyebrow.
“I don’t know about that.” I teased, which apparently was the wrong answer.
“The fuck if you will.” And with that he grabbed me again. One hand on the back of my neck and the other around my waist giving me the most passionate kiss I have ever had. Which isn’t saying much, but kissing Wyatt was like nothing else. Wyatt slowly pulled away and was apparently satisfied with the look on my face and walked out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him.
What. The. Fuck. That is all that is running through my mind. I started walking to the bathroom to run a bath. I found his panty dropping sexy, but I have never lost control like that. Damian never made me feel this way. I felt safe and content with Damian. With Wyatt, I feel sexy, daring and almost protected. It’s hard to describe. Not quite loved but pocessiveness, yet still but I don’t understand why. Like, he could have punished me for striking his pack member, but instead he came here to warn me so I could protect myself. All I know is that I need some release.
Steam was already filling the room and I slid into the tub. I took my hand and started to caress my tits and the other when to my folds. Even in the water, I was still wet. He had made me soak my panties. Moaning, I started moving my hand in circles around my clit and as the pressure built, I needed my breast and pinched my nipple, causing me to lose control and open my mouth to moan loudly. Taking my fingers, I plunged them deep inside myself. Moving in and out slowly at first and sped up. I let my mind wonder how sexy this man was. His hair was untamed. Just long enough for my fingers to run and throw it. His pink plump lips begging to be nibbled on. To his chest of tattoos and muscles. I wanted to run my tongue all the way down his pecs to that nice V shape below his abs. His sculpted frame under me as my harden nipples, leaving goosebumps in their wake. I wanted to see what prize the V pointed to. From what I felt was long and very thick. I imagined it going deep inside me, slamming into my core.
I couldn’t take it anymore. My back is arching and my moans are more like yells. With the foreplay we had earlier, I let it go and let my orgasm plow through me. My eyes saw stairs and my face was numb. If this is how he made me feel with my own fingers, I can’t wait to see how it will be in person.
Now that my bathwater is cold, I got out and dried myself off. I really hope these walls are sound proof or I might have some explaining to do. Laughing at myself. I made my way to my clothes, grabbed a t-shirt, underwear and shorts. I was asleep before I even hit the pillow.
The next morning, I woke up to someone banging on my door. I rolled over and realized it was 8:30am already. I have 19 missed calls between Zach, Kelly and Brooke. Groaning, I made my way to the door and opened it.
“You do realize we were supposed to leave at 8am!” Kelly said, slightly annoyed. She did let a small smile out as she looked me over. My t-shirt was pulled up a little, my shorts were twisted and when I went to bed with my hair wet, it laid in every direction with a strong resemblance to a bird’s nest.
“Give me 10 minutes” I said as I started walking to the bathroom. I heard her come in and sit down on the bed. I made my way to the bathroom. Closed the door and went pee. I decided my hair was a lost cause but still wanted to look halfway decent, so I brushed it out with a wet hair brush and put it into a side braid. Loose strains of hair fell out framing my face. I applied light concealer with some mascara and called it good. Opening the door, I made my way to the closet. I chose a pair of my only capris that hugged my ass perfectly and chose a fitted red shirt with buttons down the front. I left the top three open and my cleavage showed nicely.
“Looking pretty hot girl” Kelly said as she fanned herself. I took the time to look at her clothes. She was wearing something similar, with black shorts, and a white flowy shirt with sandals. She also had minimal makeup on.
I grabbed my sandals and sat down beside her. “I really need more clothes. When we left, I didn’t know how long we were going to be gone. I packed really lightly and didn’t bring much nicer clothes.” Slipping on my sandals I stood up and looked over at Kelly. She had a sad look on her face with watery eyes. “Hey, none of that! Today we will have fun!”
Kelly nodded and stood up, she opened her mouth like she wanted to say something but decided not to. I threaded my arm through hers and we made our way to the foyer. Zach and Brooke were sitting on a bench in a deeper conversation. They didn’t seem upset, but not exactly happy either. Wyatt stood at the door and when I saw him, my heart skipped a beat, but I immediately steadied my breathing and had a blank look at my face. His eyes shot up to mine and I saw the corner of his mouth raise a little. I couldn’t help a slight blush rising in my cheeks. Of course, he noticed and he had a devilish look in his eyes. Kelly was oblivious to all of this. Liam stood off to the side with an annoyed look on his face.
“Liam, what do we owe this pleasure of seeing you today?” I asked him in a sweet voice, making Wyatt get bristle a little.
“I’m your babysitter” he said grumpily.
“A babysitter? I am of beta blood, raised to be a warrior, Zach is a warrior and you don’t think we can take care of Kelly and Brooke?” I said, zeroing my eyes at Wyatt.
“Beta blood, huh? Well, I don’t take chances with my sisters”
Shit, well fuck me. I figured his dad would have told him my story. I opened my mouth to say something but Kelly got there first.
“Nina, don’t waste your breath. Wyatt is under the impression women are helpless and don’t need a man to protect them.”
That got Wyatt annoyed and me slightly happier.
“Just let’s go!” Brooke said angrily and walked out the front door.
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