by H Q Kingsley
I pulled the key from the box and placed it in his palm. “Only seven people in the world have a key to this building. And now you’re one of them.” I gently nudge him forward. “Go on, open it.”
Iosefa smiled as he stuck the key into the lock at the center of the doors. “Okay, I have to admit that does make me feel special.” He pushed against the heavy stone doors, slowly opening them inch-by-inch. “But I’m not sure why I’d need to go in and out of—” He sucked in a breath as he finally got the doors open wide enough to step through.
His mouth fell open and his eyes went wide as he took all that was now before him.
“Oh. My. Goddess,” he breathed, walking further inside. He made a beeline for the towering bookshelf on the far wall.
I followed behind him, watching him as he stared in awe at the sheer number of books lining the walls. The place was the size of a stadium, lined from floor to ceiling with every tome that had probably ever been written. Each shelf was made from exotic timbers that had silhouettes of wolves etched into them. Between the great bookcases were panels which displayed the history of the Shadow Moon Clan in vivid detail: discoveries, our myths and legends, and most importantly—the Shadow Moon battles and conquests. A massive multi-colored glass dome over the center of the great room allowed light to pour down, giving an ethereal glow to the chamber.
“You just seemed to enjoy the library at the mansion so much,” I said as I watched him ping from shelf-to-shelf.
I smiled as his face lit up.
He turned to me, grinning like a kid in the candy store. “C-can I touch them?”
I nodded. “Of course. You can read anything you want here. I’m told we have every book ever written on these shelves. Granted, I’ve never checked for myself, but it seems accurate enough.” I stuffed my hands into my pockets. “So. Do you like your grand-gesture gift?”
“Do I like it?” Iosafe launched himself into me and I quickly pulled my hands out of my pockets to wrap them around his waist. “I love it!” He gave me a quick kiss. “I’m so tempted to completely ignore you for the night and just crawl into a corner and read.”
I laughed before placing my hand to the back of his head to pull him back into a long, deep kiss.
When I let him go, he licked his lips. “Okay, less tempted to read now and more inclined to do more kissing.”
I pulled him into another kiss, being careful not to let myself get too carried away. I still had one more surprise for him.
I rested my forehead against his, catching my breath for a moment. “You don’t have to crawl into a corner when you come here,” I said, gabbing his hand and leading him across the massive room and around towering marble pillars.
I pulled back the thick, black-out curtains covering the floor-to-ceiling windows along the back wall, and Iosefa gasped.
Iosefa slowly moved closer to one of the windows, almost pressing his face into the glass as he stared out at the ocean that surrounded three sides of the building and the perfect setting-sun-view.
“It’s beautiful,” he said, his face lighting up.
I stared at him, loving the look of sheer joy on his face. “Yes, it is,” I agreed, reaching out to pull him back into my arms.
I softly kissed his hair and took the key from his hand and clasped the necklace around his neck, placing easy light kisses along his throat as I worked.
“There,” I said when I finished. “But I still have one more present for you.”
“Okay,” I said as I positioned Iosefa in front of the display I’d set up for him at the docks. Torches lit a path along the sand, pink flower petals sprinkling along it. At the end was a plush set of blankets flattened over the sugar white beach.
“Open your eyes,” I said, holding my breath as he did.
He gasped, placing his hands over his mouth as he took it all in. His eyes glassed over and a slow tear trickled down his cheek.
“This… this is amazing,” he breathed.
I smiled as I wrapped my arms around him. “You’re amazing,” I said as I placed a kiss to the top of his head.
He turned in my arms to look up at me. “Why did you do all of this for me?”
I shrugged. “Because you deserve it.” I cleared my throat. “And, um… Well, you’re in heat, so I thought you might like to…” I pulled away from him and dropped my gaze, suddenly feeling awkward and nervous. “I-I mean, you don’t have to. I wasn’t trying to pressure you… just, if you do… I want it to be special.”
I ran a hand over my jaw. Fuck. This was stupid. It was way too much too fast.
When I looked back up at him, the color had drained from his face. His whole body was tense and he looked even more nervous than I felt.
Fucking fuck! What had I done.
“Sefa, we don’t have to do anything, I just—”
“No,” he said, shaking his head. “I want to...” He trailed off as he met my eyes. I really want to.”
My mouth curved into a big, dumb smile as warmth spread through my chest. “Okay. Good. I want to as well.”
I stepped back toward him and pulled him against me.
I leaned in to kiss him, but he ducked me.
“It’s just…” He chewed on his bottom lip and shyly looked away from me. “What if… what if I’m not any good? What if I don’t get pregnant?” He pulled out of my hold. “What if you did this beautiful thing for me, and I can’t give you what you need?”
I blinked in surprise, unable to believe what I was hearing. There was no universe where Iosefa wasn’t everything I needed.
I closed the distance between us and placed one hand at his waist and the other to his cheek. “Oh, sweet wolf.” I pressed my forehead against his. “You are exactly what I need. You are everything I need.” I stroked my thumb over his cheek. “I love you, Iosefa.”
His eyes went wide as he pulled back a little to look up at me. His chest heaved as his breathing picked up, and I wondered if I’d said too much, been too honest. I did love him. I’d loved him for a while now, but maybe it was too soon to say.
“I-I…” Iosefa took a step back and my hand dropped from his waist.
I deflated a little until he started undoing the buttons on his shirt.
I watched him, taking deep breaths as he undid each slowly, and the sensual movements as he went from one to the next clouded my mind in lust and had my wolf panting in anticipation. .
“I want you to claim me,” he said as he undid the last button. “I want to be yours.” He pulled down his shirt to expose his shoulders.
I stepped toward him, licking my lips as I stared at the smooth, bare skin of his throat and shoulder. I wanted nothing more than to sink my teeth into the tender flesh, but I had to be certain. There was no way that I would go through with claiming my True Mate without his complete verbal consent.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
He nodded and reached out for me, cupping my face in his hands. “Yes. Because… I love you too.”
I pulled in a shaky breath, feeling a jolt go through me at hearing those words. He loved me. No one had ever said that to me before. He loved me. The sweetest, sexiest wolf in the world had somehow fallen for me.
Warmth spread through me, quickly turning into heat. I could feel my wolf fighting to the surface, and I pulled Iosefa into me.
My breath quickened as I tried to fight back against my wolf, but he was insistent.
I let out a low, determined growl as my teeth elongated. I could feel my face shifting into something more wolf than human, and I met Iosefa’s eyes as I started to lose my grip.
“I’m sure,” he said again, tilting his head to expose the crook of his neck.
I leaned forward and bit down without a second’s hesitation, and he hissed as my teeth sank into him. Instantly, I could feel the melding of our two souls as our bond began to solidify. My wolf was howling in both satisfaction and joy, though we both knew the bonding wasn’t complete with just the bite.
Tiny droplets
of blood made a path down his chest as I released him. He was mine now. Always. And Forever.
As I licked the mark, my wolf settled down, calming slightly after making its claim.
Iosefa traced his fingers over my bite. “What now?” he asked.
I cupped a hand around the back of his head and pulled him in to kiss him, hungrily parting his lips with my tongue.
My wolf was still just below the surface, egging me on, demanding that I take him further, that I claim him in every way and cement the bond for eternity.
He let out a soft moan as I dove deeper into his mouth, exploring every inch of it with my tongue.
I pushed his shirt the rest of the way off his body, allowing it to carelessly drop to the ground, and my hands desperately ran over his chest, around his waist, and up his back. I wanted to touch every inch of him.
I released him from our kiss, and we both breathed in heavy, rapid succession.
He reached out and undid the button on my suit jacket, and I quickly peeled out of it. I leaned in to kiss him again while I let him undo the clasps of my shirt.
Before he had a chance to undo them all, I impatiently pulled it off, tearing the last few rivets out in my haste.
I straightened as he ran his hands over my chest, his curious fingers brushing through the light dusting of hair and reaching up to trace over my shoulders.
He stopped for a moment and moved a hand up to tug at my bun.
“Will you let it down?” he asked softly.
I nodded, reaching behind my head to pull at the tie holding all of my hair in place. It came tumbling down in a wild nest of curls over my shoulders, and Iosefa combed his fingers through it.
He twirled the ends with his fingers as he pressed his body against mine. The smell of him fogged my mind further and his warmth seemed to wrap all the way around me.
He stared up at me, his bright grey eyes gleaming in the moonlight. “Everything’s perfect,” he whispered and gave me a nod, like his official permission to have him.
He gasped in surprise as I scooped him into my arms, wrapping his legs around my waist as I walked us forward down the torch-lit path to the blankets.
I gently laid him across one of the blankets and kissed down his neck and over his shoulder. I vowed to taste every inch of him before the night was done.
I licked a path across Iosefa’s chest, and he let out a soft moan that made my hairs stand on end and my cock throb.
I unbuttoned my pants, pulling them down just enough to relieve some of the pressure from the fabric pressing against my growing erection.
Iosefa’s eyes went wide as he stared down at me while I tugged at my trousers.
“Elspeth?” he said, his voice light and soft.
“Not yet, sweet wolf,” I assured him. “I want to taste you first.”
I brought my lips back up to his and stole him in a kiss, then ran my hands down his arms and straightened as I held one up, stroking along it all the way to his fingers.
He let out a soft laugh as I licked up his palm to his index finger, pulling it into my mouth to gently suck on it.
“Elspeth,” he said with a chuckle.
“I told you; I want to taste you,” I said, kissing back down his hand to his wrist. “Every inch of you.”
Iosefa shivered beneath me and gave me a tiny nod. “Okay,” he squeaked.
I looked over him and smiled at the unmissable bulge in his pants. He was just as excited as I was, and that just made my cock push even harder against my briefs.
I made a path across his chest with my tongue, giving special attention to his nipples as he let out soft little pants when I gently nibbled on them between my teeth.
“Elspeth,” he said, his voice so filled with need that it made my breath hitch.
I smiled against him as I licked down his stomach, savoring the sweetness of him, kissing along the dense little happy trail that dipped into his pants.
He let out a needy whimper as I teased him, nipping at his stomach, just above the band of his pants.
Isoefa’s hips began to rock, his hard crotch gently bumping against me every time he arched.
“Okay, my sweet wolf,” I said as I undid his pants. “Let’s get you out of these.”
He eagerly lifted, letting me work him out of his pants and underwear before he settled back against the blankets.
“Spread your legs for me, baby,” I said, helping him to prop his knees up and open so I could see his sweet, tight hole. Tiny, thick beads of arousal stuck to the sparse, dark hairs around his puckered hole.
I traced my thumb over it, collecting some of the wetness as putting it to my tongue.
“Oh Goddess, you taste so good, Sefa,” I moaned, popping my thumb into my mouth to suck it clean.
I could smell him so clearly now it was mind-bending. I had to focus on Dimitri’s words in my head. Take it slow. I had to ignore every instinct I had that wanted to pound into him without apology. This was his first time. It wasn’t about me.
I leaned back, stretching out one of his legs and tickled my fingers along the inside of his thigh, placing soft kisses along the path my fingers traveled. I kissed his knee, his calf, and up his foot to his toes.
He let out something between a moan and a giggle as I licked the heel of his foot, suckling at each toe before I repeated the process with his other leg.
His cock stood at attention, bobbing and twitching with each kiss and precum beading at the slit until a drop fell to his navel.
He reached down to run his hands through my hair as I made my way back up his leg.
I leaned over him, taking his lips in a long, loud kiss. I sucked his tongue into my mouth, stroking it with my tongue and teased his lips with the tiny nip of my teeth.
He jerked as I reached out to touch his cock, moaning when I wrapped my hands around it, lightly stroking him.
“Elspeth,” he breathed, lightly pushing his palm against my chest. “You’re going to make me…” He trailed off, his hand curling into a tight fist against my pec.
I released him and placed a soft kiss to his collarbone. “Not yet, sweet wolf.”
I crawled down his body, pulling him down to lock my arms around his legs, propping him up to get a good angle before I dipped my head to lap at his hole. He let out an intense moan and his hands tangled in my hair as I flicked my tongue against him, savoring every sweet drop of slick that dripped from him.
He squirmed in my hold, but my leg-lock kept him firmly in place.
“Oh, oh, oh my goddess!” Iosefa cried out as I rimmed him, pushing my tongue against his entrance, beckoning for him to open up to me.
My breathing picked up listening to him. The taste of him, the sound of his moans—it was invigorating.
I freed one of his legs and reached down to stroke myself over my briefs.
Fuck! I wanted him. My balls ached in anticipation. It’s not about you.
I brought my hand back away from my pulsing dick and flicked my index finger against Iosefa’s puckered entrance. He flinched, squirming as I tried to push in.
Even with the slick, he was so tight. I gritted my teeth as I was finally able to slip just the tip of my finger into him. He was so wet and warm, and my cock ached to feel it too.
It’s not about you.
I let out a slow breath, blowing against Iosafe’s hole as my finger penetrated him. I slowly twisted my finger back and forth, gently pressing forward to sink a little deeper.
Iosefa let out a strained sound, and I kissed the inside of his thigh. “Just relax, baby. Let me in.”
His legs trembled as I sank my finger halfway into him. His walls clenched, tightly squeezing my finger.
“Just relax,” I said again, kissing against the soft bramble of his pubic hair.
Iosefa loosened a little allowing my digit to slip all the way to my knuckle inside him, but as I pulled back slightly to slide back in, he tensed again.
“Relax,” I said again, taking my free hand to lightly gr
ip his shaft.
He let out a soft little whimper, but his walls relaxed.
I circled my finger around in him for a minute, lightly squeezing and relaxing my grip on his cock to keep him as hard as I was. The next time I pulled my finger out and pushed back in, Iosefa let out a low appreciative moan.
“Good boy,” I said, placing a soft kiss to the head of his cock as I fucked him with my finger.
He was getting wetter by the minute, and soon my finger slid in and out of him with ease. His cock dripped almost as much as his ass, slow droplets of thick precum making a path down his dick to pool around my hand as I gripped him.
I pulled my finger out of him, switching to insert my middle one to coat it with his wetness before trying to ease both of them inside him together.
His toes curled into the blankets and his body tensed as I tried to stretch him to accommodate two fingers.
“Relax,” I reminded him, giving his cock another firm squeeze. “Breathe, Sefa.”
My sweet wolf whimpered as I pushed in a little more, and his tight hole gripped onto my fingers, pushing them on top of one another.
He let out a whining breath. “That’s it, keep breathing, baby.”
I twisted my fingers around in him a little, slowly giving him little pulses of movement until he relaxed. His whines turned into moans, and he opened up for me to push my fingers in a little further.
Sefa tensed again, but only for a moment this time before he relaxed, his ass growing accustomed to being invaded. He rocked into my fingers, riding them as he moaned, and his cock continued to drip like a faucet.
“You’re so sexy, Sefa,” I breathed, leaning to lick at the fresh precum shining the head of his cock.
He shivered, his hands finding their way back into my hair.
“That feel good, baby?” I asked, licking him again.
“Mmhmm,” he moaned rocking more insistently into my fingers.
He cried out, his body going tight again for a moment as I tried to work in a third finger.
I started to tell him to relax again, but he arched his hips.
“Yeah, more,” he said his voice tight and pleading.
