The Wolf With The Silver Smile (The Silver Series)

by Samantha Bates

  The bedroom was very much a male's room, it still had the wood theme but the bedding, furniture and curtains were all black. As usual he had clothes strewn all over and was trying to pick them up as she stood there laughing at him. "Nicky just leave them on the floor."

  "I want to make it tidier for you." He had the decency to blush at his mess.

  He was so sweet and considerate. "Well Nicky, I want to kiss you."

  She moved towards him prompting him to drop the clothes. Before she had the time to take a breath he had moved in front of her, she moved the hair from his face and pulled him toward her. "Did I tell you how much I enjoyed last night?"

  "No Pixie you didn't. Why don't you show me?" She pulled him to the bed and kissed him hard, he trip and only just made it onto the bed, Morgan burst out laughing.

  "Oh you think that's funny? If you think last night was a surprise, let's see how you cope with tonight." His words made her stomach tingle and her head dizzy.

  "Bring it on bad boy." He knew a challenge when he heard one, and this time he was starting it. Already he could smell her arousal, it smelled like heaven and strawberries and cream. She was still wearing the denim skirt so he hiked it up, pulling at her knickers; without giving her a chance to question him, he dropped to his knees in front of her and slowly slid them down.

  He changed his mind about the skirt, and pulled it off instead of pushing it up; leaving her stood there in front of him baring herself. Her legs were smooth and soft, as he slid his hands up and slightly parted her legs he looked up and this time she was the one with the hooded eyes. Nicky could see the anticipation on her face; he gently pushed her back onto the bed lifting one leg over his shoulder.

  "Nicky, what are you doing?"

  "I am preparing to make you scream little Pixie." With his husky voice and a promise of something good she was feeling a little breathless.

  "How are you going to do that from down there?"

  "Wait and see." He kissed her thighs, lining little kisses on the inside of them, while his hands slid up her stomach caressing her hips, and then her butt. Sliding his hands down the backs of her thighs, he kissed her sweet body, letting his tongue dart into her wet folds of skin as she gasped. When he bent his head and touched her with the tip of his tongue a second time, she felt her legs quiver. When he licked her hard she let out a little squeal, he pushed at her with his tongue sliding it around her delicate nub, he could feel her clench against him, her whole body was on fire as he continued to lick her inside and out.

  Morgan had never known anything like it, how did he know how to do things like this? She couldn't breathe, her thoughts were jumbled, she wanted him to stop yet she didn't want him to, she grabbed his hair and urged him deeper.

  Hell she tasted incredible, like sweet honey. He could feel and taste her arousal and man it was delicious, as she pulled him closer into her, he inserted two fingers into her dripping body and sucked on her nub. Within second, true to his word he made her scream. She was moving against him as he pushed and nibbled on her gently, his teeth gently scraping her, he thought he could stay here doing this forever, she climaxed and he could taste how turned on she was as well as feel how hard he was.

  "What the hell was that?" Morgan was panting, she couldn't believe he had licked and touched her there, but she liked it a lot. He stood to kiss her, she could taste herself on his lips, and she wanted to do this to him.

  She moved into him and stroked him against his jeans, quickly he stepped back. "Not tonight Pixie, I won't be able to stop."

  "I don't want you to, I want you Nicky." The words he had wanted to hear for months slipped from her luscious mouth, making him groan.

  "For the first time in my life Pixie, I want to do something right."

  "Do what right?" She wasn't quite sure what he was talking about because so far this felt better than right, he had moved and was now pacing the room while she was stood half naked, she ought to be self-conscious with him yet for some reason she wasn't.

  "Me, you, us. Morgan you have never had a date, we have never been on a date, you have never had a normal life." Smiling she stood in front of him and slid her arms around him.

  "Thank you Nicky." Her words were genuine and loaded with emotion.

  "For what?"

  "Just for wanting to give me those things and maybe I do need them, I am not sure; will you stay with me tonight, here in your bed, in your home? She meant it, he had given her the closest thing to love she had ever had, he had supported her through such a painful and scary time in her life and had made it good, not good but wonderful. She owed him everything.

  "I will stay with you as long as you have clothes on, lots of them." He laughed as he left to have another cold shower. Morgan decided to soak in a hot bath; by the time she came out he was asleep. He lay naked on the bed, so peaceful and relaxed. She wanted to sleep except what he had done to her had woken up her body and soul; she wasn't ready for it to be finished. She wanted him, she wanted all of him.

  She decided to do to him what he had done to her, she wasn't actually sure what to do but he was erect and ready, as he always seemed to be. Where to start? Morgan was quite unsure of the answer, but what the hell. Using her hand she stroked the length of him, amazed that it was smooth like silk. Last night she didn’t have the opportunity to see and feel him; tonight in his slumber she had the chance to take her time and really explore him.

  Using the tip of her finger she touched the tip of his penis, surprised at its warmth. Putting her hand around him, she was amazed at how wide he was, when she lifted it forward she smiled when it fell back against his stomach. She ran her hands over his sac, holding them and feeling the texture of the skin.

  Nicky slumbered, in his dream Morgan was there as always in the shower with him, rubbing her hands all over him. His body felt as though it was on fire. He felt her grip him, moving to run her hands all over him before he felt her tongue touch the tip of his engorged penis.

  Bending her head she touched the tip of his penis with her tongue, causing him to moan. Then she followed what he had done to her, she ran her tongue along the length of him. Lifting him with her hand, she ran her tongue over the head of him and slowly put her mouth around him. Taking him a little further into her mouth she slowly slid her mouth up and down. She felt him arch slightly, lifting her eyes she saw that he was still asleep; she slid her mouth down further sliding her tongue around him, adding her hands she moved up and down. His hands were now gripping her hair, she moved her mouth down further so that he was almost touching the back of her throat and she hadn't taken all of him. This time when she looked up, he was watching her intently and the desire was evident in darkened eyes.

  "God Pixie, shit you are dangerous I thought I was dreaming."

  She slid her mouth off him. "Do you want me to stop? I don't really know what I am doing."

  "Well for a first timer you are doing damned well, I truly think that I might combust if you stop now."

  With that sort of compliment she carried on, this time he was also thrusting into her mouth. Just knowing what she was doing to him was turning her on increased the feelings in her own body. As she increased her pace with her tongue and hand Nicky started growling, with her other hand she cupped his sac and gently put pressure on it.

  "God Pixie, don't stop. I am coming, oh God yes!" And it was his turn to shout out her name before she moved up to kiss him, sliding her hands up his gorgeous body.

  "I want you Nicky."

  She lay on top of him completely naked; he was staring up at the ceiling not daring to face her. "I must be a bloody saint and I can't believe I am saying this, Pixie I want to do this right, you are too important to rush this."

  "Tell me the truth Nicky, what is really bothering you, is it to do with me?" Her self-esteem took a plummet at what could be a potential slight to her from him.

  He sighed and lifted her head to face him. "You won't give up will you?" He turned back to face the ceiling not trusting
himself to look at her. "I will tell you my problem but if you laugh I will pay you back."

  She slid off of him and moved to his side, he sounded so serious, he was never serious. She lay watching him; while he tried to find the right words.

  "Right, I might get this wrong so bear with me…With you somehow it's different, I have never felt this way and I have had sex with lots of women, normally the next morning I leave and don't return. But this time I don't want to leave, I am scared that once we have sex it will be all over and I won't feel like this anymore."

  Her big bad wolf was scared, she didn't laugh because she didn't find it funny though she did find it endearing. She too was scared of the same thing, but to move forward they would need to do it and see what actually happened in the morning.

  "I am willing to risk it Nicky, I didn't want to risk you leaving me. This morning I thought that was what you were doing, but we have to do this. I am not willing to live a half-life because I am scared of things changing. I would rather have one night with you than none at all."

  Nicky turned on to his side to look at her. "I don't want to scare you by saying this, but I don't want to risk it because I love you Pixie. I have never said that to any other female except my mom and I don't want to lose those feelings. Don't say anything, I don't need to hear it back I just needed you to know how I felt and why I am being cautious." He sat up lifting her with him, she moved back to look at him.

  He loved her, he genuinely did. Elated she couldn't help but throw herself at him pressing a long hot kiss on him. He fell onto his back allowing her to straddle him without breaking the kiss.

  "Nicky the reason I want to do this is because I love you so much. I want us to share everything." Nicky looked at her and his heart soared, he loved her so much and she loved him. It was an unreal feeling, one that was almost light and fluffy although he had no idea where those thoughts came from.

  "I can't believe I am going to say this Pixie, how about we sleep on this tonight and if you feel the same tomorrow then it’s a date."

  Morgan groaned and turned away from him. "I suppose so, but this time you had better put some clothes on, I might be tempted if you don't."

  Nicky started laughing as he tucked her into him. "I think I can hold you off."

  Chapter 1 4 -

  Mitch was slightly drunk having spent the night partying with Darius, with a slight sway he was on his way home. For a vampire, Darius was a pretty good guy to party with. Unfortunately he was now alone; well he did have his kebab with him. Although he loved New York, he swayed up the stairs to his apartment and not for the first time Mitch wished he had his wings. These damn stairs were a pain in the ass.

  By the time he walked through his door the kebab was done, well he had taken a little break to finish it halfway up the stairs. Living on the eighth floor made him feel slightly closer to home, but when the lift was out it was a bitch. Stripping off his clothes, he collapsed on the bed and was out like a light…..

  What the hell, he was roused by something tickling his face; he slapped it away trying to turn over until he was slapped hard. Jerking up into a fighting stance, makethat a slightly swaying fighting stance, he opened his eyes to see Athena the Goddess of war standing in front of him, shit.

  She wasn't just the Goddess of War, but also the Goddess of Wisdom and Strategy, but in the heavens everyone referred to her as War. She was built like an Amazon, with red shoulder length curly hair and matching eyes, she was attractive in a weird shit yourself scary sort of way. Tonight she was wearing her trade mark brown leather short's, and leather tank top with her whip coiled around her chest.

  "Well warrior, I see your reputation as a ladies man may have some merit." Her voice was commanding, and Mitch suddenly felt very naked which of course he was.

  "What time is it?" As he looked at the Goddess he noted her line of sight, and it was certainly not focused on his face.

  "Hey, no looking." He knew that women found him attractive, he kept his hair long and with its thickness it just sort of hung, it held a variety of colors with a mixture of blondes, browns, oranges, reds and strands of darker brown. Women seemed to like Mitch's hair and strong, muscular physique.

  "It is nearly dawn and considering your state of undress where do you want me to look?" Mitch could see her slightly patronizing smile.

  "You could start by looking at my face; I am beginning to feel violated. What are you doing here anyway?" Even though he was a warrior for the Gods, for them to visit earth meant there was something seriously scary going down.

  "Well if you had answered my call you could have come to me, but no you ignore me and then make me slap you."

  This Goddess had always been annoying. "Make you slap me, why couldn't you have…. I don't know woke me gently?" He was grabbing some clothes from the wardrobe; he didn't want to be at an even bigger disadvantage than he already was.

  She frowned at him. "I did try that for about thirty seconds before I started to get bored."

  "And I have been drinking for several hours and for some reason alcohol send's me into a deep sleep." Now he had some shorts on he felt a little less naked.

  "Do you think I don't know that, we do watch you sometimes?"

  What the hell, exactly what had they been watching? "How often and what am I doing when you watch?" She smiled and looked down at his now covered manhood; you have got to be kidding.

  "Mmmm, Mitchell you don't need to look angry you are very entertaining, it has raised a lot of questions among the Goddesses." She was wandering around his bedroom touching his things, when she suddenly flung herself on the bed.

  "I don't like this bed warrior; you should get a new one."

  "You don't need to like it and what sort of questions?" His bravado was obviously a side effect of the alcohol; one War may make him pay for.

  "Well we're trying to decide who gets you first when you are returned."

  What the hell? The Goddesses were trying to pimp him out, he didn't like that at all and the Gods would like it even less. Shit so when he did return, he would have to hide from the Goddesses and when the Gods found out, he would have to hide from them; New York was starting to seem like one hell of a safe haven.

  "I don't think so War, now what do you want?"

  "Who said you had a choice? Never mind, you are no fun in this mood. Very well you need to go to the wolves and stay with them." She said this in a very matter of fact way.

  "You don't just rock up to the wolves and invite yourself to stay." Sometimes Mitch thought the Gods and Goddesses had no idea of human nature, let alone wolf nature, as if you just invited yourself to stay with the wolves, she was also not taking in account that he was meant to be at work tomorrow.

  "Well now you do and don't worry about work, I will stop by and visit this Bastian to inform him of your absence. What is he like anyway, as the head of the Paranormal Task Force I imagine him to be very powerful." He could see a wistful look on her face which he was certain wasn't good, yet he knew he would have to follow her instructions anyway.

  "Why am I going to the wolves?" With a sigh Mitch figured that he may as well get it over with.

  "In the next few days they are going to get a visit from quite a nasty man, calls himself Lucifer. The fool, as if he could ever match Lucifer no one does hot and nasty quite like him. Did you know that back in the day War and the Devil had to engage quite closely, well until he decided he was better than every other God? Anyway this creep preaches to his congregation that the one true God is really the devil incarnate, and Lucifer is really the savior. To make it worse he believes that women are working for the one true God in an effort to end the world." Mitch could see that she obviously didn't like this man.

  "Surely no-one believes that crap?" He was wiping his hands down his face while trying to sober up.

  "Of course they do, humans let their emotions weaken them, and some are just stupid and want to believe when people manipulate them for their own means so I want you there when L
ucifer turns up. He wants the girl the wolf has and no it's not Lucky."

  "Wait a minute Goddess; if he turns up at the wolves there will be one hell of a fight so why do you the Goddess of War want to stop it, isn’t fighting your thing?"

  War was again sighing as if he was stupid, and it was seriously irritating Mitch. "Because this man really annoys me, he treats women like slaves and I really don't like sexist fools."

  His head was shouting at the irony that the Goddess of War gets pissed at sexism. "So what am I meant to do?"

  "For now just be there, I will give you further instructions closer to the time, just go and stay with the wolves and keep the pack safe. I have to say the wolves are also very interesting to watch, I particularly like the patterned one, so what do you know about him?"

  "Not many people know a lot about Theo except that he is fierce, strong and good guy." And just like that she was gone barely waiting for him to finish his sentence.