"I just wanted something of you to take to bed with me. I am going to have a long, cold shower before turning in for the night."
He kissed her again making it a long and passionate kiss, moving against her again before laughing. "I couldn't help myself that time, good night little Pixie."
As she stood alone with her whole body on fire, she made a decision.
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Nicky stood under the cold shower, letting the water glide down his back, then over his face and down his body, not that it made any difference, he was still as hard as a rock. Damn he could even smell her hair which always smelled of strawberries and cream, he lifted his head and nearly jumped out of his skin, she was just stood there watching him wearing her boy shorts and t-shirt.
"Shit Pixie, what's wrong, is everything okay? She looked so small and scared her face a mixture of fear, anxiety with a hint of arousal.
She nodded, without speaking. "What are you doing?" He didn't mind Morgan watching him; it was just that he wasn't sure what to do, he didn't want to frighten her.
"I wanted to watch you, to see you." Nicky could see the arousal in her eyes, oh God, how the hell did he keep getting harder. He was going to combust in this bathroom that she had just installed; he would make a bloody mess. This time it was his wolf who reigned him in as he slid the door open and faced her. "Is this better?" She nodded watching the water pouring off of his hot and hard body.
As Morgan watched him, she had never seen such an incredible body; he pushed his hair from his eyes. Eyes transfixed she stared as the water cascaded down his naked glory, the fine droplets falling from the planes of his chest that perfectly sculpted chest. His arms were tense, his hands in fists trying to remain perfectly still, her eyes travelled down his chest to that hard and muscled stomach. She continued her perusal following the line of hair from his navel until she reached him. Morgan sucked in a breath as her eyes feasted on IT.
"It's huge and red, are they all so big?"
Nicky couldn't help it and laughed. "I don't know Pixie; I don't check other men's penis for size. It's only this big because of you and it's this color because of you. I have been walking around like this for months."
She was mesmerized, wanting to touch it even though the thought of the urge seemed so intimate, so personal. "Nicky tell me what you think about when you shower."
He groaned and growled. "God Pixie! Are you trying to kill me?"
She smiled then. "Maybe, I want to touch you but I am too scared. What you said earlier made me feel things I don't understand. If I understand what you do to your body then maybe I will understand my own."
So naïve even with her eyes focusing on his penis. "I think of you, I always think of you now. I can see you in my head and you're all naked and wet, in here with me. I can see the water falling all over you, dripping off your nipples, those small pink buds."
Nicky couldn't help it; automatically he moved his hand to circle his cock and slowly pumped it while looking straight into her eyes. He could smell the sweet scent of her arousal and saw her eyes widen as she watched his hand pump.
"Does it hurt when you do that?"
Shaking his head in answer, he continued talking, his voice husky with desire as he told her his fantasy. "I bend my head to lick the water from your beautiful breasts, as you lean your head back, I take a nipple into my mouth, you moan and it sounds so sweet."
He closed his eyes for a moment opening them when he heard her move, she stepped under the water with him and it was over, he pumped once more and he came, but this time as his seed jerked over her now wet and clinging top, he bent to sweep her into a kiss. The dream did not compare to the reality.
Morgan's heart was beating fast, watching his hand pump his penis she felt so aroused she could feel it right down to her toes. Thinking about how she would have felt doing that to him made her body feel tingly and then he kissed her. This time it was a demanding hungry kiss, he even tasted strong. She moved her hand to touch him and he jumped making her laugh.
"It's still hard."
His head rested in the crook of her neck. "That's because when I jerk myself off, it is nowhere near as satisfying when all my body needs, no craves is to be inside of you."
As she moved her hand to grasp him, he tipped his head back at the onset of his emotions. "I think my body craves the same thing." She whispered, scared of her own words.
His head came forward. "But what do you want? Grip me harder Pixie, you won't hurt me."
She did as he said, growling again as he bent his head, he lapped the water from her shoulders and littered kisses over neck.
"Pixie, shit that's it. Faster" He pulled her close and kissed her hard before bending to take her nipple into his mouth. Even though she was clothed and wet, she felt every touch, every nip and it felt phenomenal. He tucked his head into the crook of her neck.
"I love the way you smell, oh God." He bit her neck though rather than panic, she felt her own body get wet and hot inside. Hearing his panting, she looked down to see him spill himself all over her top again.
Nicky was out of breath, that was amazing yet he was still nowhere near sated. He kissed her hard, pulling her up tight to him.
"Hell little Pixie" he could see the arousal in her eyes followed by her uncertainty.
"Nicky don't laugh at me but what you did just… Would that happen to my body?"
"Not exactly the same, yet I think we should take care of that curiosity." He turned off the shower and pulled her out with him.
What did he mean take care of it? Morgan wasn't sure what to do now, that was until Nicky bent to her ear speaking an erotic whisper. "Do you trust me not to hurt you?"
She nodded. "Then relax for me." He lifted the bottom of her t-shirt, pulling the wet material over her head, he stepped back and looked in awe at her breasts, and slowly he put his hands over them and took a deep breath.
"Perfect, I knew they would fit my hands." He moved his hands to the bottom of her boy shorts and slid them down until he was on his knees. Morgan couldn't tell what he was doing because her eyes were closed, so when he sniffed and kissed her triangle of hair she jumped backwards. When she opened her eyes he laughed at her naivety.
"I want you to watch what I am doing to you Pixie."
Morgan kept her eyes open as he stood and kissed her breasts; touching and nipping them. "Oh God Nicky!" The sensations made her feel raw and excited but also so terrified.
With that he lifted her into his arms. "We are going to continue this in the bed that I brought for this exact reason."
As he lifted her and walked through the apartment to her room, he laid her on the bed, she kissed his chest and nipple as he leaned over her.
"Hey stop that, I have a plan and if you do that it will all go to hell."
He pulled the covers back and gently moved her into the middle of the bed, he stood there just looking at her making Morgan feel very, very naked under his gaze. As she went to put her hands over herself, he stopped her.
"I have been imagining this for so long, let me look at you." She let him and slowly he lowered himself next to her, he kissed each breast before stroking them. As he gently pinched her nipples, Morgan felt her back arch in response.
"Please Nicky, do something to stop this feeling that is building inside of me."
He bent to take a nipple into his mouth while he continued to play with her other breast. Slowly he stroked down to her stomach, the butterflies inside of her were now doing somersaults. As his hands reached her nest of hair, she arched again, she wasn't sure what she wanted him to do but it was something down there. This time his hand dropped and he stroked her intimately, she let out a little squeal of both surprise and delight as then he kissed her. He gently pushed on her nub and she arched again, she had never felt this wanton and wondrous as she kissed him back forcefully.
"Open your eyes and look at me."
She let out a breathless. "Why?" Even as she questioned his request she st
ill obeyed, she would do anything he asked because he would only ever ask her to do things that would make her happy.
"I want to see your eyes when I do this." His words were tantalizing her as he slipped one finger inside her while his thumbed pressed on her nub.
"OH." her eyes were wide as she made the exclamation; he could see that she was enjoying what he was doing to her.
As he moved his finger out, she bit his chin causing Nicky to stop from fear that he was hurting her.
"Oh God Nicky, don't stop." Morgan instinctively knew that if he stopped she might actually die.
He laughed. "My little Pixie" before he kissed her chin.
"I had no intention of stopping." This time he re-entered with two fingers, he started thrusting his fingers in and out, Morgan felt as though she was about to explode, the world around her receded leaving just them together in the moment. It was at this critical point that she made a decision, he was hers without a doubt, and she wasn't letting him go!
She knew that she said something, yet could not fathom what. As he increased the rhythm she had to close her eyes, she couldn't help it. When he bent and bit her nipple while pumping his fingers in and out, at one point the world fell apart as she saw stars behind her eyes. Morgan knew that she squealed but all thoughts just fell from her head.
As Nicky bent to kiss that gorgeous amazing mouth, he had never enjoyed giving someone so much pleasure. In fact when she cried out his name he almost came himself.
Now as he lay next to her, watching her come down he knew he was in shit, he no longer cared about finding his mate, he loved this woman. The realization scared and shocked him, he didn't want to find his mate, he was happy here with his little Pixie.
Nicky watched her as she drifted off to sleep wrapped in his arms, his ever ready erection in her back. He smiled to himself and his wolf. She didn't realize it but when she had said 'Your mine,' he felt himself surge. Maybe he would like to belong to someone, maybe he would like having someone to belong to.
Chapter 11
Morgan dreamt of her wolf again only this time she knew it was Nicky. She semi-woke smiling at feeling the warmth of Nicky still wrapped around her almost cocooning her. Last night had been astounding she had no doubt that she was planning to keep him, she had to, she couldn't imagine being without him. She felt a movement; it was Nicky sliding his arms away that brought her fully into consciousness. He was leaving her already, had she been that dreadful?
To her last night had been amazing, she thought that he had felt it too, but he was used to women who knew what they were doing, not some clumsy inexperienced girl. She couldn't turn to look at him; she just couldn't risk a look of pity. Morgan knew he was trying not to disturb her; he didn't want her to know it hadn't been pleasant for him. Even though she knew that she was about to panic she was desperately trying not to let him know she was awake. Unsuccessfully it seemed.
"I can smell your panic from here Pixie. I was going to make you breakfast, if I stay in bed with you any longer things are going to go a lot further than last night. He turned to see Morgan gazing in awe at his back.
"Wait Nicky." He heard her stand and walk towards him; she was behind him so he knew that she had seen his markings. He waited for his wolf to get up and growl; shocked that he was quietly waiting for her touch.
"Can I touch it?" Normally he couldn't stand the thought of any one touching his wolf, but Morgan was different, she didn't wait for his answer and ran her finger down the markings of the wolf on his back.
His wolf purred in delight at her touch. "What does it feel like?"
His mouth was dry. "Do it again." His wolf had never reacted like this before. This time she ran her finger around the fur prompting his wolf to howl and then whine with pleasure.
"Heaven, it feels like heaven, torturously arousing heaven." His voice was husky, his fists clenched at his sides.
"Morgan, you do things to me, normally I don't let anyone touch the marking, it always seemed wrong and my wolf would become agitated if anyone came near it, though with you it's like an angel touching him. He lives inside of me, he lets me know what he is thinking and feeling." She heard him sigh and instinctively knew that it was his need for her that was frustrating for him.
Nicky knew that she was smiling even though he couldn't see her, although her next question made him smile, she sounded territorial. "So no-one else has touched this, no other woman has touched this part of her." This was something that was hers alone.
"Not one woman, only you Morgan."
This was hers, she was so special to him which aroused her and made her feel privileged.
"So no-one else has done this."
With that she kissed his back and just like that he came. Nicky was starting to worry that she was going to cause him to develop permanent premature ejaculation. What the hell did she do to him; he wasn't a teenage boy unable to contain himself. With a sigh he walked away addressing her firmly on the way out.
"Pixie you can make your own coffee, I need a fucking cold shower before you kill me. At this rate I will have you on your back and be inside you within the next thirty seconds."
As he walked away she felt a bit naughty and for the first time truly sexy, she whispered to the empty room. "I don't think I would mind that at all."
Startled at the voice shouting at her from the hallway she laughed. "I fucking heard that Morgan, do not say things like that Pixie unless you are willing to accept the consequences." It was only after he responded that she heard the shower start.
By the time they were ready to open the bar, her body had become a mass of sexual tension and this time she knew what it meant physical, she also knew what would ease her. She had decided to tease Nicky, so instead of settling for wearing her normal jeans, she opted for a short denim skirt that stopped about an inch above her knees, the t-shirt she wore was slightly tighter than her usual ones. She was downstairs by the time he was dressed, and as he came in the bar and looked at her, Morgan felt naked again.
He growled in response to her taunt. "You are kidding me, how the hell am I supposed to work with you dressed like that?"
She went for the innocent look and smiled sweetly secretly pleased at the reaction she inspired in him. "Nicky, I don't know what you're talking about."
She was setting out the tables and chairs as he strode towards her, he reached for her and pulled her close before picking her up and sitting her on one of the tables.
"The hell you don't, well two can play that game." He kissed her hard, tugging on Morgan's hair to deepen the kiss while sliding his hand in between her legs.
"Shit your body is all ready for mine."
She could feel his legs trying to shift hers open further, until he groaned and stopped putting his head on her shoulder with a sigh of resignation. "Theo's here."
She was breathless again. "How do you… sorry I forget about the telepathy."
When Nicky let Theo in Morgan was composed well sort of.
"Hey Morgan, sorry to barge in on you but I need to fit some new fire alarms."
Nicky looked at him in confusion. "Why?"
"Don't ask me, elder's orders. Zachariah came barging into my house scaring the hell out of Imogen, who then verbally abused me for not having better security. Anyway he insisted I fit new alarms today."
Nicky stared at him trying to work out if this were a joke. "But we are ripping the place apart in three weeks."
"I told him that, and he said to tell you, wait let me get it right…'isn't it about time that you actually listened to him?' I take it that means something to you."
Morgan laughed. "It does, go ahead Theo and if Imogen wants more security I know a good locksmith." Morgan was referring to the old man that added the locks at the club and also her knowledge that Imogen was somewhat cautious about security.
Theo went out the back while Nicky started stocking the shelves. As she served some of the shifter's sauntering in, she marveled at how she could now enjoy friendly ban
ter without fear. Lunch times were generally quiet, after the refurbishment they planned to serve food which should increase the daytime customers.
As she bent down to grab a bottle from the bottom fridge, a voice behind her made her heart freeze as it jumped into her mouth. Her spine tingled in fear and her hands immediately became clammy.
"Well little sister it didn't take you long to become a whore for God." His tone was harsh and disgusted increasing her fear to a near panic. Her heart pounded as she stood up, she was dizzy and felt sick, oh hell she couldn't breathe, and then suddenly Nicky was in front of her whispering.
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