Alo rocked quietly on his rocking chair. He took a drag from his cigarette as he looked away. The air was becoming thick with moisture, heralding a terrible storm. A warm wind was slowly beginning to blow, making the rusty metal of the weather vanes creak. "Another crazy night," he said to Mat. The young man was sitting on the highest step of the stoop, his hands resting behind him and looking into the distance. Both men's eyes took on a golden hue. Then a sudden flash of lightning fell. "Is Bianca with the Demented One?" asked Alo. "Yes, that's what the spirits want," replied Mat. The storm began to roar, shaking the earth and surrounding nature with anger. Alo took another drag on his cigarette. "I think we can close for the night. No one will come." * * * Black didn't know what to do. His wolf and his Luna were very clear about their intentions for tonight. But he was utterly stunned. He wanted to drag Bianca out into the woods, but the still rational part of his min

Black quickly placed his hands on Bianca's cheeks and kissed her back. He had to lift his head, trying to catch his breath. "Are you sure about this, Love?" "I think considering what we're about to do. You don't have to ask every time, Mr. Fantastic." Black nodded quickly before plunging his face back into Bianca's lips. She ran her delicate hands behind his neck, and before she had time to realize it, Black had lifted her by her thighs. Bianca froze as she felt the taut member between her legs. She laughed happily as she rubbed her nose against his. "Shall we go upstairs, or do we test all the rooms?" Black closed his eyes and laughed in turn. His Luna had no filter, and he had to admit, he enjoyed it immensely. He walked up the stairs to the floor, biting the back of Bianca's neck. However, he was careful to stay in control so that his canines did not hurt her. _Mark her, Mr. Wolf growled in a distant voice. Black shook his head and clos

Bianca took a deep breath and glared at him. She quickly placed her hands on those he had put on her hips and withdrew them with a sudden gesture. Then, she left the bed and went towards the room door. "Think carefully, Love. If you come out now, you're throwing away the opportunity I'm giving you to ask me any questions you want," Black said solemnly. Bianca spun on her heels and felt rage welling up in her throat. Black was still perfectly naked, arms crossed behind his head and staring at her. The red suddenly rose to the young woman's cheeks. She had been unable to prevent herself from lowering her eyes and had 'unfortunately' seen his crotch. Bianca had a start as she suddenly became aware of the storm that was raging outside. She cautiously approached the bed and leaned against a dresser, crossing her arms under her chest. "Get dressed." Black pretended to stretch, demonstrating his impressive musculature. Then, he left the bed to come and stand straight in front of his so

Black quickly ran his hands through his hair. "Do you think it's possible? "he asked his wolf. _ Not a clue... it's a little humiliating, but if that's what Mate wants, we can try," replied Mister Wolf, alternating his gaze to Black and then to the ground. Bianca cocked her head to the side, detecting the uneasy expression on Alpha's face. "Is there a problem?" Black's shoulders slumped, and he passed a hand over his eyes. "No. I've never done it before, and in Wolf's memory, I don't remember anyone ever having fun doing it, Love." "Oh..." replied Bianca simply, a hint of disappointment in her voice. _WE'RE GOING TO DO IT BUT NOT A WORD TO ANYONE ELSE!" yelled Mr. Wolf, too afraid to disappoint their Mate any further. Black quickly grabbed his soulmate's hands and looked down at his lap. "I'd just ask you to keep it to yourself, Love." Bianca blinked quickly and frowned slightly. "Why? Is there something wrong with that?"

Bianca gently opened her eyes. Then she frowned as she felt an arm around her waist. She looked down at the male forearm that held her tightly, and panic began to rise in her throat. "Merde (*Shit)," she muttered as she remembered the events of last night. Bianca lifted the blanket that kept her warm between two fingers and bit her lower lip. She tried to sit on one elbow and turned her head toward the man she had spent the night with. Feeling her stir, Black pulled her towards him again and pressed her firmly against his body. He unconsciously began to growl as he felt her pull away from him. Then the sounds of his wolf stopped as soon as he took a deep breath into his Mate's neck. Bianca had placed her forearms in front of her as the only barrier between her chest and Black's. Her brain was working at a hundred miles an hour. She received in her mind the snippets of memories of last night, and she began to wriggle to free herself from Black's grip.