"Here, let me cover it." She offers.
"It’s really dark." I warn thinking nothing will help it. But it’s worth a try. I wear my hair up a lot.
"It will cover most of it so it’s not so obvious." She states dabbing the mark with the foundation then covering it with loose powder. She's right, you can barely see it. I hug her and walk to the closet. I pick out a light purple loose sundress with a cream and brown belt.
I don't bother putting on shoes. "You look lovely."
"Thanks, mom."
"Put on heels. You don't want to look too short next to Alpha Hall."
"Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I put on my brown wedges and we hear the doorbell ring.
"I didn't tell him a time. We still have a half hour before the casserole is done and your sister invited someone too and he's not here yet." She panics.
"Relax, we'll just watch TV or something."
We walk out of the room and downstairs. I see my dad standing awkwardly with Lennox and smile. My dad hasn't said much to me since he found out earlier today. While Marta and my mom grilled me, he remained pensive. I walk up to them and I see Lennox looking at my neck and I cover it with my hand blushing. He removes my hand and licks his thumb wiping off the cover up. "Don't ever cover my marks."
I nod feeling uncomfortable with my parents watching this, knowing how I got this mark. Did he have to do it in front of them? Especially my dad who looks so painfully uneasy he keeps shifting on his feet, looking anywhere but us. "Dinner’s not ready yet. Want to go for a run or watch TV?" I ask.
"Doesn't matter."
"Well, I haven't run in a week. I'd really like to see some of the territory."
He nods in agreement and takes my hand walking to the back door. At the edge of the woods I pull my hand from his to go shift. I hear his low growl but he lets me walk away behind a tree. I lay my clothes on a tree and seconds later I'm in wolf form instantly seeing, smelling and hearing better.
I walk out and see that Lennox hasn't turned and look at him questionably. He smirks. "You’re beautiful." He states looking over my pure white wolf. "I don't trust my wolf to keep from taking you." He adds explaining why he didn't shift.
He starts walking through the woods and I follow staying by his side. He stops in the middle of an open meadow and looks down at me.
"You can run here but don't go out of my sight."
I take off happily, running around the edge where the trees meet the meadow. I chase a few birds and I scare a few mice. When I circle for the eighth time, I glance at Lennox seeing how ridged and tense he looks. I know looking at him he is fighting back his instincts to chase me. I walk slowly over to him and nudge his legs letting him know I want to go back. We start walking back, I'm fully aware I need to stay slightly behind him if I want to help him control his wolf even if everything in me is telling me to bolt.
I slowly walk away from him to get my clothes and I hear his warning growl. I freeze and turn to him keeping my head down. He stands in front of me then walks me to my clothes. Still standing where I can see him he turns and I take that as my cue to get dressed. I shift and put on my bra and underwear in record speed. Pulling my dress back on and belting it. I sit down on a stump to put my shoes on and walk to his side.
"Better?" I ask. Noticing he's not as tense.
He looks down at me. "Barely. You’re lucky you stopped when you did."
Entering the back door I smell the Alfredo chicken casserole and my mouth waters. My favorite dish, well any pasta really. "Dinner’s ready." Mom tells us and I lead the way to the dining table where I see Tom, Marta and dad sitting and talking.
"Sorry, I got caught up running." I apologize. Lennox pulls out my chair for me and I thank him and sit down. He sits next to me and the table gets quiet.
"What would you like to drink, Lennox?" I ask about to go get him something. Mom beats me to it, bringing out a pitcher of iced tea.
"Tea is fine." He replies. I stand and pour everyone's drink.
"So, did everyone have fun at the falls?" I ask searching for something to say.
"Elizabeth got sick on Kyle. That was pretty funny. Then everyone from school started showing up and it got kind of crowded. You would've hated it." Marta answers.
"Still should have been her choice to leave." Tom states.
I hear the growl start beside me and say, "Marta's right, I wouldn't have liked it. I don't like crowds."
"Do you have something you'd like to say to me?" Lennox asks Tom. I flinch from the anger in his voice.
"Just that she's not eighteen. You haven't forcefully claimed her, yet. She should get a say-"
I blink and Lennox's arm reaches across the table gripping Tom’s neck. He pulls Tom onto the table until they are face to face. "I would be very careful about what you say to me." He threatens. Then Lennox stands up and starts dragging Tom by the neck behind him.
"Do something to calm him down!" Marta yells. I jump up and run to Lennox pulling on his belt trying to stop him from walking but I just slide as he pulls me along.
"What do I do?" I ask panicking.
"Distract him." Mom answers her eyes big.
Lennox throws Tom and I hear him landing roughly on the floor and his gulping breaths trying to get air. I try standing in front of Lennox but he just picks me up and sets me aside. I look at my family with my arms up, "What now?" I ask as Lennox advances on Tom.
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"Grab his Willis and doodle-berries!" Marta shouts looking at Tom like he's about to die. I stand back in front of Lennox as he stands directly beside Tom and shove my hand down the front of his pants. I try to get all of him in my hand but I can't. I look at Marta worriedly. I hear a growl thinking he's still going to go after Tom.
"It doesn't fit in one hand! Do I use both?" I ask almost in tears feeling like a failure. Knowing he's going to kill Tom. Why is this thing so big and hard? I feel it move and almost panic but I hold it tighter.
"Use both." I hear Lennox say from above me. I look up and see him smirking down at me and I feel mortified like I got caught with my hand in the cookie jar. I don't know how I was expecting to get out of this not feeling like a complete pervert.
"I'm sorry.” I release him and pull my hands out of his pants at lightning speed. He groans and turns to Tom.
"Leave." He orders. Tom stands up and walks to the door. I'm relieved, I just hope Tom realizes he shouldn't challenge Lennox now, he won't win.
I look at Marta and my mom who are trying to stop from laughing at me. I swear to God, I will get Marta back for this. I walk over to her. "His Willis and doodle-berries! You couldn't think of anything else?" I whisper.
She giggles and Mom laughs. "Sorry, but it’s the only thing you could reach. It’s not like you could stand in front of him and kiss him." She answers. My mom picks up the tipped over cups on the table and starts serving the pasta. I can't even look at my dad or Lennox. Should I wash my hands?
Mom sets a plate in front of me and I start to eat not wanting to offend Lennox with going to wash my hands. I hear Marta smothering her laughter and glare at her.
"What?" I ask.
She laughs harder. "You were staring at your hand like you were wondering if you should wash it or not." She points out. I hate having a twin. They know you too well!
"I was not." I deny. I hear the deep rumble of Lennox's rough laugh. "Thanks, Marta." I groan.
Dinner was less dangerous with Tom gone. Lennox was more relaxed and the hands-down-his-pants incident was slightly referred to throughout the meal. Example, when Marta wanted more garlic bread she asked my mom to 'give her a HAND and HAND her the plate of bread'. In which my mom responded, ‘should I use both hands?’ Even I had to laugh.
Marta and I help mom clear the table while Lennox and Dad go to the living room to watch TV. I start rinsing the plates and putting them in the dish washer. When my mom leaves to take them pie for desert, Marta whispers, "Tom had a point. Have you thought of meeting anyone before
our birthday?"
"I don't really want to. I'm already uncomfortable with guys, I can't imagine trying to flirt or suggest mating in two months."
"So you're just going to let him have his way? What if you actually meet someone?"
"You’ve seen what he can do. I like him so it’s fine." I whisper back. "I just wish it wasn't so sudden, but it’s almost like he can't wait. He watched me run in wolf form and could barely contain his wolf."
"Have you told him you want more time? Maybe he'll listen."
I look at Marta knowingly. "There's no way that's going to happen. Trust me, he's hanging on by the skin of his teeth. I doubt he gives me the two months."
"You think he'll mate you without your permission?"
"I told you, he can't control himself. I've seen it. Look at this mark." I point to my neck. "He could have marked me, I wasn't even fighting. It didn't even cross my mind. He's-" I don't want to tell her this but I think I have too, maybe it will make sense to her. "He's the first guy to turn me on." I whisper even quieter.
"Are you serious?" She chuckles.
"Yeah."
"You think you needed to tell me that? I know you've never looked twice at a guy until he came into the picture. He's definitely hot enough to melt that glacier in your vagina."
I bump her with my shoulder and finish the dishes. "When he smiles-" I start saying and see she's already shaking her head yes.
"The sexiest thing in the world." She finishes.
I laugh. "Exactly." I wash my hands and we go into the living room. My mom and dad are sitting on one couch and Lennox is in a chair leaving the love seat open for Marta and me. I follow Marta to the love seat but I'm stopped before I make it. Lennox grabs my hips and pulls me onto his lap. I settle into his arms and he kisses my mark giving me chills.
I wake up in the middle of the night still in the living room. The lights are off and there's a blanket over me. I realize I'm still on Lennox's lap, he cannot be comfortable. I try to pick myself up off him and slide out of his arms. I get one foot on the floor when he wakes up and pulls me back down. "Where are you going?"
"To bed. You can't be comfortable with me on you like this."
He kisses my neck. "I'm very comfortable."
I'm wide awake now but I try to make myself comfortable again. I feel Lennox unbuckle my belt and take it off me. I have to admit it feels better off. He starts to lift my dress by bunching it up on the sides and it lifts slowly. My breathing speeds up. Do I tell him to stop?
His hands on my thighs feel warm and calloused. His fingers tease the inside of my upper leg and I moan when they brush against my underwear. He does it again, only this time more deliberately and he doesn't stop with one touch. He starts to trace my thong and then surprising me he rips it, allowing his fingers to touch my flesh. I bite my lip to stop myself from moaning. As he caresses me, I feel him slide a finger inside. I can't help my gasp of pleasure. My hands tighten on the arm rests.
Lennox pushes me forward and I hear his zipper and he shuffles a bit. He takes my right hand and brings it behind me and in front of him. "I want you to touch me." He whispers. I feel the length of him. He's hard and big. Yet his skin is soft and hot. I try to concentrate on touching him as he continues to explore me. He pulls my dress over my head and drops it beside the chair. The cool air feels nice against my heated skin. With one hand he unclasps my bra and it joins my dress. His one hand still plays with my sensitive nub and the other cups my breast. When I start to shake coming close to something, I feel him pinch and pull on my nipple making me come undone. My thighs shake and I moan loudly. I feel him grunt and jerk up in my hand, spilling wetness on my back.
I lean back still coming down from his touch. I've never experienced anything like that before, it was amazing. He picks up my clothes and hands them to me. Before I can put them on he carries me upstairs and to the bathroom. When he turns on the light I try to cover up which only makes him smirk. "I'm getting in with you, sweetheart." He states turning the shower on. He sets me on my feet and I keep my clothes in front of me as he starts to strip. Eyes wide I look away and jump under the still cold spray. I can tell he's amused when he opens the glass door and stares at me.
"Whatever, I've never been naked in front of anyone before." I tell him hating my shyness.
"Get used to it." He smirks. Taking the soap in his hands and working up a lather, he starts rubbing it into my skin washing every part of my body with slow strong hands. By the time he's done I'm breathing heavily again. He gently pushes me against the tile and kisses me thoroughly. Making me want him even more. He pulls back and says, "I have to stop."
I nod. Knowing he knows his limits and respecting him more for it. I step out of the shower handing him a towel and get one for myself. We walk to my room and he dries off and gets in the bed completely naked. I walk to my closet and put on a big t-shirt and a pair of cotton shorts. I go to the bed and he pulls me to his chest.Bottom of Form
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Was it Good ?
I feel soft kisses on my neck waking me up and my eyes snap open, remembering last night. I feel Lennox's body flush against mine, hard and warm. His head still nuzzled in my neck as we lay facing each other. His hands are under my shirt caressing my sides, then lower to my hips. He grips my hips tightly, grinding his hardness against me. I hum my approval and he lifts my legs over his hip, getting even closer.
"Jocelyn! Get up!" Marta yells, banging on the door. Lennox doesn't stop and pulls me to him again making sure to rub himself against my moist heat.
I groan. "I'm up!"
I pull away from Lennox looking at his face. "I have school." He kisses my lips tenderly.
"Same rules apply. I want to know if anyone hits on you or any girls are mean to you."
"Okay." I agree, rolling out of bed.
He stands up too, still naked and completely turned on. I look away quickly and go to my closet to get dressed. Thank God I have a walk-in closet. I don't think I can sleep completely naked and get dressed in front of him anytime soon.
I throw on a pair of white shorts with a brown belt, a navy and white striped shirt and brown wedge sandals. I walk out to see a completely dressed Lennox and he even made my bed. "Thank you." I say, pointing to the bed.
"You're welcome." He replies, watching me as I put on mascara and lip gloss. I look behind me in the mirror and see him staring intently at my butt. "You need to change." He states, walking forward.
I look down at myself. "Why?"
"You're wearing a thong." I pause, he can see it? I turn trying to look at my butt.
"How do you know that?"
"I can see through your shorts."
My mouth drops open. "I wear these all the time! No one's ever told me." I reply, walking back into the closet. I take off the shorts and throw them in the back of the closet. I take a pair of dark shorts from a hanger and put them on adding the same brown belt. I turn back to the door noticing I kept it open and see a very satisfied looking Lennox. I blush.
"You wear thongs a lot?" He asks, his voice rumbles like he's purring.
I nod. "Most of the time."
I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and head back in the room. Lennox takes a step towards me and Marta looks in. "Are you coming or what? We're going to be late." Marta complains. I pick up my bag. Good thing I didn't have any homework, it would have never gotten done.
He walks with us out of the house and gives me a peck on the lips. "I'm picking you up from school."
"Okay. I'll see you then." I wave and get in the car. Marta drives away.
"Tell me everything! How good was it? Was he gentle?" She asks, excitedly bouncing in her seat.
"We didn't have sex." I reply, looking out the window. Not really wanting to describe to her what we did.
"You did something. I heard the moaning." She smirks, knowingly.
Blushing I groan. If she heard that means my parents heard. "You heard us."
"Oh yeah. You were very voc
al. So, I know you had an orgasm."
"Marta!" I shout, turning even redder.
"Tell me! I want details!"
"No, I don't want to talk about it. It was very nice. That's all you get."
"You're such a prude! Unless you're between the sheets." She mutters amused.
"Marta!" I yell, laughing. We pull up to school and I see people lazily walking into the school. I get out to join the rest of the crowd that doesn't want to be here.
Lucky for me the day is passing quickly. The only irritating part is the whispers about me and Lennox. Everyone knows about what happened at the falls. Most of the girls and a few of the guys think Lennox hates me and is isolating me from the pack. However, it seems like most people have figured it out. At lunch, I see Beta Holden standing in the corner and walk over to him. "Hello, Beta Holden. Are you on watch?" I ask.
"Yep. Call me Liam."
"Well, Liam. Why don't we get something to eat and you can sit with me? Instead of creeping me out and watching me."
He chuckles and starts walking to the line. "It creeps you out?"
"Oh, yeah. Big time." I stand behind the last person, but Liam has other ideas. He grips my arm and pulls me to the front of the line. "What do you want?"
"I'll have the two slices of pepperoni pizza and a chocolate milk." I say, to the woman.
"I'll have the same." He replies.
He pays for both of us and we take our food to a nearby open table. "Thanks for lunch."
"You're welcome. So, how was dinner last night?"
I'm lucky I didn't start eating or I would have choked. "It didn't go as expected." I answer.
"What do you mean?"
"Tom was there, he started saying things about me not having a choice about leaving the falls and about the mating."
"Jesus. Did he kill him?"
"No, I stopped him."
"How?"
I wince, looking at him. "I put my hand down his pants."
It was his turn to choke. He bangs on his chest, still managing to laugh.
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