CHAPTER 8

"Try, Dean! Please try!" I whimper.

I need him right now.

I am burning up beyond anything I have ever felt before, it's as though Dean has brought this on!

It only started when Dean put his arms around me.

He caused this!!

"Dean! NOW!" I scream, my back arching as the pain spikes furiously.

A loud sexual moan emanates from Dean's parted lips, and his self control waivers as he crashes his lips to mine again.

All I can feel and think of is Dean.

The way his hands touch me, the way his lips move against mine, his weight on top of me, his musky sweet breath, the feel of shirt and tailored trousers against my over sensitive bare skin.

It's like the most intense feeling I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing. I just don't want it to end.

Dean's lips travel down over my jaw to my neck and my throat. Loud whimpers leaving my body with need begging in them.

I feel as Dean's hands work their way down my body, over my breasts and down my hips to my thighs, gently massaging them in a sensual manner.

"Oh Dean!"

Slowly, achingly slow, Dean slides his right hand between my thighs, stroking his index finger over my swollen bud.

My lips shake as I moan lowly. I need him! Now!

In a quick, surprising moment, Dean rams two fingers deep inside me.

I cry out, my back arching.

In quick succession, Dean's fingers pummel inside me hard, finger fucking me with all his effort.

A slight hint of pain swims through the sea of unadulterated pleasure.

Right now, I couldn't care less about the pain. I want more!

"Fuck me, Dean! Harder!" I scream.

I can't comprehend this increasing pleasure. It's overwhelming.

I'm on the brink of my climax. I need it so badly.

My back arches, my body quivering as the most mind blowing orgasm hits me full pelt.

I scream loudly, my eyes shooting open widely, and the shock of the climax sends me over the edge. Dean gasps out loud as my wetness hits my legs, soaking the bed.

As he eases his movements, I slump back on the bed with exhaustion, breathing heavily, making my throat dry and sore.

Dean is as breathless as I am. I watch as he removes his fingers from my sex and slips them in his mouth, with a kinky look on his face.

"You taste so fucking good, baby! Nobody even compares. You're evocative... so sweet." Dean moans, making my stomach clench in need, the burning has returned with full force.

"Dean... Dean! I want you, but I... I need water first." I gasp.

My heart is pounding out of my chest.

"Ok baby, I'll get you a drink." He murmurs, climbing off the bed and out of the room.

The pain in the pit of my stomach increases with Dean out of the room. I don't have any idea why I feel so in need of him, but I just have to have him.

Dean is my saviour in this very moment.

Returning with a glass of water, Dean helps me sit up to sip some of the cool, clear water.

It feels so refreshing on my dry throat, but it doesn't ease my hot burning pain through the lower half of my body.

I push the glass away when the burning ache becomes too much to handle. "Dean. I need you! Please, make this pain go away! I can't handle this! Now, please! Please!" I beg, tears filling my eyes and they begin to pour down my cheeks.

"Ok, baby. I know it hurts. I will help you." Dean murmurs, wiping the tears away with his thumb.

He stands from the bed, and strips in record time. His glorious body sending my body into overdrive.

When Dean returns to the bed, I grab his arm, yanking him on top of me with all of my pent up wolf strength.

He chuckles, with a grin on his face. "Eager are we, Miss Knight?"

I raise a sarcastic eyebrow. "Would you want me any different?"

Dean grins and shakes his head. "No baby, I wouldn't. Now, let's get rid of that ache? Eh?"

I nod. "Let's!"

Grabbing my calves, Dean positions them over his shoulders before positioning himself against my slit, and slamming into me... hard!

My eyes roll back into my head as Dean manages to hit the ache dead on.

Fast, rough, hard and intense powerful fucking, pushing the burning away with each thrust.

Dean's nails dig into my ass cheeks as he pushes deep inside me with force.

"I. Love. You. So. Much." Dean grunts between thrusts.

Out of my mind, and in cohorts with my wolf, I let those words slip out of my mouth. "I love you too!"

He stops, his eyes wide in shock. "What?" He gasps.

I smile shyly. "I love you, Dean Law."

Dean beams, his eyes bright and a joyous smile spreads across his face.

He leans down to kiss me, a sensual loving kiss. Dean starts moving again, this time slower and passionate.

My first ever time making love, and it's with someone that isn't my mate.

I can handle that if he gets rid of this pain!!

I whimper loudly, gripping onto his biceps as my body begins to feel the start of an insane orgasm.

"That's it, baby. Feel it. Feel me!" Dean grunts. "Cum for me, baby."

I close my eyes, my lips parting as the feeling grows, building higher.

Not only the pleasure from Dean's incredible loving, but the feeling of intense love and emotion for this man makes this act of fornication a whole lot more incredible.

My lips start to quiver, working its way from my lips, all the way down to my toes.

Dean continues to thrust. Slow and intense, until I reach my peak. The burning ache disappears immediately! Relief.

That's what I feel.

Understandable relief.

Dean grunts, and follows suit, cumming inside me with a long relieved sigh.

We lay there together, his head on my chest as we calm our breathing until we inhale and exhale in sync with each other.

"I love you, Lizzie."

"I love you too, Dean."

I feel satiated, relaxed and wanted. I feel cherished. I feel... free.

I may not be able to understand why I feel so strongly for Dean as well as Holden, but I am happy.

Maybe I can figure this out in time?