Once the Door Closes

         Rose let Tyler guide her through the packhouse. She didn’t remember this place being here before, but it didn’t smell like new construction. What pack used this as their home? Where had they gone? She was pondering this as he guided her up the stairs and into an apartment at the end of the corridor. The place was massive and looked like it was in fairly good condition. The apartment itself was fully furnished and ready to live in.

         “When the guys realized I was bringing you home, they insisted on having this ready for you.”

         “The guys? A pack of rogue male wolves thought to have a place for me to sleep ready. Now, I can safely say I’ve heard everything.” Rose raised an eyebrow and looked over her shoulder with a slight smile. She dared him to continue claiming that story as the truth.

         “We are far from animals, Rose. You’ll find we’re quite reasonable and civilized. Though if you keep looking at me, like I might not stay civilized.” A lazy feral smile played over Ty’s face as he looked her up and down, like he was deciding where he wanted to toy with her. She had a feeling when he started, she wouldn’t want him to stop.

         With that thought playing on her mind, Rose let her blanket slip a little lower so he could glimpse more of her lower back through her hair. It was dry now, so his hand now found bare skin. Rose had to resist groaning as his hand found the swell of her backside and cradled it firmly.

         “Well, I do aim to please.” Ty took that as encouragement and moved in to kiss the daylights out of her. As her thighs clenched in excited response to his kisses and touch, they forgot about the blankets as they tangled on the floor beneath their feet.

         His hands pressed her body against her, and she could feel his wanting need for more. His warmth, his scent of leather and man enveloped her in a heading mixture. Gods, she felt like she was in a waking pleasure dream.

         Ty’s hand wrapped in her hair and gently pulled her face back so he could see her eyes. “Listen well, sweetheart. It’s over. When we leave this room, you’re mine. All of you are mine, heart, body, and mind. There will be no going back once we finish this. Do you understand? This is your last chance to back out.”

         “I know I should, but… I just… can’t.” To help explain where her words failed her, Rose took his free hand and placed it between her thighs. There, Ty found everything he needed to know. As her body showed the effects, he drew from her. Now, with his fingers exploring her most secret of places, Rose felt her heart pick up the pace, and she panted.

         Her hands wandered the hard plans of Ty’s body. She learned his form, and soon found places that clearly encouraged his excitement. “That’s my girl.” He lay her on the bed, climbing over her on his knees, her thighs wide on either side of her, her knees slightly bent. Rose felt exposed in a way she’d never felt before. She couldn’t help it. His hand was doing things to her between her thighs, making her want more. Her hands grabbed the headboard to give her leverage to thrust her hips up into his hand.

         Ty’s mouth made it’s way to her breasts, and he worshipped them. Teasing them to stiff peaks. He lifted his head after it moved from her lush, wanting mounds to her softly rounded belly. His hot breath made her belly quiver. “That’s it, go down on my hand. I don’t want you just hot for me. I want you made with desire, insane with need. When I fill your core, there will be no question who you belong to from now on.”

         Rose was panting now, and when he took his fingers from between her thighs, she wanted to cry from the loss. “Ty… Gods… I’ve never reacted like this before. Please… I… need…”

         “I know what my mate needs, and you’ll get it when you’re ready for it. But honey. I’ve only just begun.” His hands grasped her thighs, and he put them over his shoulders. He looked down her body from the junction between her thighs as he lay belly first on the bed. Then he let his hot breath cascade over her flushed core.

         Rose couldn’t believe how great her response was to this. She could feel her core weeping as her body begged him to complete this encounter. But he didn’t end it. His hands opened to her core for his lips and tongue. That’s when all her words failed her and all she could do was writhe and moan. He held her fast and took his time. Giving her exactly what she needed, to a point before he backed off.

         Now, Ty kneeled over her with his shaft in his hand. Clearly, he enjoyed what he’d done as much as she had. As he stroked himself, she went to move, to help return the favour. “No. Not now later, next time. Right now, let me see my mate in all her glory. I need to see how much you need me. I know how you feel, and how you taste. Now I want to see it.”

         Rose couldn’t help herself. Her need for touch was so great, if she couldn’t touch him, then she’d touch herself and show her need for him.

         “Oh, no. You aren’t ending this that quickly. Hands away from your body. If you don’t, then I’ll tie you down and then have my way with you.” Rose’s eyes never left his hand as it worked its magic on his shaft.

         “Please, I need…” Rose knew enough of what she needed. This was her first heat. Something triggered by the pheromones of her mate. She’d always been told the first time together was the most intense. A cat in heat had nothing over her right now.

         “I know what you need and I’m the only one that will give it to you from now on.” Ty shifted to line his body up with hers in that age old way. “Hmm…” He arched his upper body back just enough to watch her face. “When two are one.” He thrust into her as he stared into her eyes. She went from an impossible wanting to need to be handed the moon as he made himself at home within her very core. “That’s it. Yes, gods, you need this as much as I do. That’s okay, baby. I’m here and I’ll give you everything you need.”

         Then he moved within her, and she could no longer watch the pleasure in his face. Her body felt lost in the feelings, as he worked her need higher still. She felt like a bowstring on the verge of breaking.