Aislyn stood quickly, crossing the room to hit the button and release the door. As she pushed it outward to let her friends in, Micha was the first to rush in.
“Oh my Gods, Aislyn,” she huffed. “Are you okay?”
Micha was dressed in her skinny jeans and green halter top from yesterday that smelled heavily of cocoa butter and mint which was just enough of a zap to her senses to wake up further.
“Yeah?” she sighed.
“Micha,” Candice scowled. “Give her some space. She’s been up here all night. The last thing she probably needs is someone in her face.”
If she could have, she would have spoken up against what Candice
It wasn’t a question, however, that he’d heard Micha. It was one that he didn’t hear her, or at least that’s what she suggested to herself… and while it hurt her too, speaking up for the sake of him regardless of their situation still hurt immensely. He didn’t come for her. She wasn’t his Little, like Micha said. They were in two very different worlds and maybe it just needed to stay that way.“Do you think you’re going to be alright tonight?” Candice’s voice softly wedged itself between Aislyn and her thoughts. “Ais?”Aislyn took a deep breath before answering. “I’ll be alright. I think I just nee
======= Derek =======“Please, Derek…” he heard her whine just beyond the hanging cloth divider in her bedroom. Derek panicked as he stood in her hallway after those two left. He could still scent them in the room, their dishes still out on the table begging to be examined. At least there he knew that he’d be able to puzzle them out. It would be weird to, he knew, but the way the women spoke made him bristle. While he knew that all species could be crewel, Derek wanted to be sure that his love wouldn’t be mixed up with them any longer than she needed to be, if he had any say in i
It was times like these that he wished he wasn’t part wolf. His nose practically controlled all of his reactions. That and a finicky wolf that was just as reserved about things as he was. The cloth shimmered only slightly in the bathroom under the fluorescent light. It picked up the undertones of her turquoise tiled floor and walls but nothing else seemed so telling about it. He should have just chucked it in the garbage on the way in, tied it up or burned it… both ideas still stuck out heavily in his mind. He still could. He could travel back to where they used to be and light the dreadful thing on fire; burning it for even his goddess to see. Derek worked his jaw trying to figure out just what to do with the disgusting thing. The longer he took in deciding if it was worth examining, the quieter the apartment became.
“You do?” Derek couldn’t possibly hide the surprise that lingered in his question. Aislyn nodded against him. “Why?” Derek had to hear it. He had to know that this wasn’t just one moment in the sea of many still to be had or rather, missed.. Again, he felt her nod, but it wasn’t enough. “Tell me,” he pleaded against her lips. “It’s hard to explain,” she whispered, still seeking him… his touch… Derek hummed again in appreciation that she was still speaking to him on this level; that she didn
Aislyn let him forget his flaws as she traced her fingertips ever so gently across his marbled skin. It felt so similar to the way she touched him on the couch, but this was different. Here she climbed his strong arms, eager to touch him everywhere and it showed. His love was following it as if it was a map to his needs hidden deep within his heart. He shuddered out a breath as she found her way up his neck to caress his cheek. There she sat up slightly to meet him. As her lips found his, he felt the way her legs released his sides, butterflying open for him. Derek’s eyes rolled back into his head as she continued exploring him. The feel of her hands splayed over his chest, each finger daftly ran against the tender flesh of his nipples making him groan once more. She was going to be the death of him, he thought as she
The thrill of coming apart with her, as awkward of a moment this was, had been everything. His love, ever eager to help him through this, still tongued his knot as he continued to gasp for air. Derek’s right hand dove into her hair, pulling it roughly to bend her back to him but she tightened her grip on him. It kept him oddly in place while he spurted hot ropes of come up into the air. It fell like lace, drizzling her crown, hands and tongue. He’d never felt anything so powerful in his life. The thought of his rut eventually coming to pass promised him that there would be plenty of times she could experiment with him in the future. It made him grin but then that lasting article of clothing mocked him. This afternoon, in no way, went according to plan. He was, however, completely bare to the love of his life, moaning
Derek hung on the sound of her gasp for far longer than he wanted to, given his proposal. Wasn’t he clear? Didn’t she understand that she’d live freely with him? “As nice as it sounds,” she began. “I’m human. I can’t shapeshift or… or grow a thick coat in the winter. Why do you think I have a million blankets on our bed?” A four letter word threatened to correct her. Nest, not bed, he begged to keep inside. “Besides,” she half chuckled, “If I gave Candice the slip, she’d have everyone on and off the grid looking for me.” “So tell her this is what you want,” he replied, defensively. “It’s not that easy,” Aislyn sighed.
Derek can’t organize his thoughts fast enough. First he’s in their room snatching up his boxers. Then he’s narrowly missing running into the wall, and hopping over items within her living room to get to the kitchen. The smells in that room needed to be evacuated promptly. Especially because of what they just shared… It should have overpowered the apartment but all he could do was smell literally everything else that came into their space. Candice and Micha were there with the plethora of noxious scents that came from Sirens with them. Guy was still there. The Silverbacks seemed to sprinkle in more so than before, and honestly, it was grinding on his every nerve that he was outside of his care.He shook his head and powered on into the kitchen next. It would have been better if she found out on her own what he managed to do today, but as he flew to the fridge and