Erotica

It’s been an interesting experience living in the RV; I’m ecstatic to close that chapter of my life. The thought brings a smile to my face as I stand next to the newly built mailbox. One thing is missing; my mate, I shake my head at the thought. Magnar has been called away for some ‘unofficial’ business with the council; one of his old cases popped up. At the worst time. Construction on our home just finished, I was hoping he’d be home at the beginning of this week. That didn’t happen, much to my dismay. As I stare at the two story wood cabin home, I’m astounded by the structure.

The front porch welcomes you, stone columns support the upper deck; I love this home; it fits the land better than what my father had constructed. This year has been crazy; the pack is slowly falling into something normal. This journey is not over, not by a long shot; we still have members that are struggling to decide if they want to stay or transfer packs. I’ll admit, it’s been hard on my wolf, watching the members leave; it’s like we are forced to admit our failure to them. There isn’t anyone to blame, I know I failed them when they needed us most.

With a sigh, I walk up the path to the front door and climb the steps, admiring the greenery that surrounds us. The past few months have lifted the dark, daunting clouds that had settled over the pack. Mother nature is back and in full force; green grass, bright blue skies and white puffy clouds. If only Magnar was here to share this moment with me. Being a Luna isn’t always going to be the happiest moment of my life; especially when you consider Magnar will forever be connected to the council. There will be moments where I need to suck it up and accept my mates’ need to step away.

Like now, for example, he’s been away for the better part of a week now; it’s looking like it might even extend into two weeks. My wolf whines at the thought, I give my head a shake and enter the home, boxes line the walls in a scattered mess. Tonight I get to unpack, first I’m going to shower; I might as well get comfortable. I didn’t have the energy to cook, instead I spent my dinner with everyone at the restaurant. As always, it was an amazing meal that was shared with friendly faces.

My feet carry me up the stairs and into the master sweet; it’s strange to have a house as nice as this. It’s a home, one I hope to improve with a family; one day I want to hear the pitter patter of feet as laughter drifts through the halls. That’s a dream I never thought I’d have, never thought I’d earn. Magnar likes to say that I’m the better half of us, I don’t believe that, I can’t. He’s been a saving grace for more than this pack; for everything I’ve neglected to admire. Magnar has forced me to open my eyes, to view the world through eyes that aren’t clouded by deceit and darkness; by my fathers’ shadow.

I reach behind my neck and untie my dress strap; the plain blue fabric slides from my form. Using my foot I kick it towards the wall; I’ll take care of it later. My thumbs hook the waistband of my lace panties; I’ll admit, I’ve grown obsessed with how the hidden treasures make Magnar react. I blush thinking about him, my breast ache in thought. My wolf whines; we’ve grown needy since we’ve mated. I’m not ashamed to admit it, I have an incredible mate who knows a few tricks in bed. My lord, does he!

He has brought me to highs I’ve never known or even dreamed existed. With a whine I pull my panties down my legs; frustrated with my new state of hunger. It doesn’t help that my heat cycle is around the corner, I can already feel the hormonal changes coming on. I’m truly a hussy in heat. I roll my eyes as I enter the bathroom and turn on the shower and stare in the mirror. Greeted by my charcoal black hair, cognac brown eyes; my eyes are drawn to the faint scar of my mark. I bite my lip with a grin as I close my eyes and think back to that night.

We were so impatient we didn’t make it to bed, or the first round. Magnar kept me up all night first he was rough, animalistic if you will then he loved me tenderly. ‘What are you thinking about, my dear?’ I giggle hearing his voice drift through my mind, a sensual caress that makes me pant with excitement. My wolf enjoys our little late night mental petting sessions; although both of us agree it’d be so much better to have our mate in person. To feel his silken rod sliding through wet folds as he drives us into a heaven only he knows the directions to.

‘I’m missing you, baby. Do you miss me?’ I ache with need and make sure he understands just how badly I’m hurting. A low growl comes across our special connection as I step into the shower, the warm streams cascade over my body in a teasing manner. Avoiding spots I need friction the most; I whimper as my stomach tightens, enjoying the dominance of his wolf.

‘I’m always missing you; are you touching yourself?’ A rush of excitement drives itself down my spine and into my womb; his smokey voice drops octaves when his wolf takes over.

‘Do you want me to?’ His deep chuckle slips into my mind a carnal rush of excitement makes me drip, ache for his touch. The heat of his body pressed into mine as his stubbled jaw rubs me raw in all the right places.

‘What do I want? I want to be there in the shower, right behind you; my hands cupping your full breast as you cradle my cock between your folds.’ I release a low keening whine as my legs shake, I sit down on the bench seat as my hands cup my breast, fingers tweaking my nipples. No matter how hard I try, I can never recreate the same pulling sensations in my womb; the ache he eases and the fire he ignites.

‘I want to feel the head of your cock rubbing against my clit; I want to cum on you baby.’ He growls and my legs fall open, warm water cascades between them, over my heated valley. Nothing eases the ache he’s creating. I’m going mad with desire, with the need to mate with him.

‘Mhmm, reach your hand between those pretty thighs and spread yourself open. Tell me how it feels, how the water feels beating against your throbbing clit.’ I follow his directions and physically jerk as the first drops of water drums at my clit. A whimper slips from my list; my need for him only hightens as the water creates an uneven rhythm. Each droplet of water delivers their own teasing caress.

‘Magnar, why can’t you come home? I’m hurting bad for you; this water doesn’t make the ache go away. I need you.’ I’m sure my voice is high-pitched and needy, I just want my mate; I need to feel his body glide against mine. Another deep growl slips through the line making me shiver as a moan breaks past my lips barrier as the water continues to pelt my body sensually. It does nothing; my nipples ache painfully as I burn, sexually enticed by my mates’ whim.

‘I’m sorry, baby, it won’t be too much longer. Don’t finish without me, I have to go cater to Ekons’ needs again.’ He growls annoyed and I whimper, my wolf and I needing to finish what he started. My finger makes lazy laps around my clit, my free hand cups my left breast, tweaking my nipple, tugging at random intervals. ‘Baby, what did I just say?’

‘But Magnar, it hurts.’ I whimper and pray he’ll be kind to let me continue, I’m met with a pause and I grow hopeful.

‘I’m going to have to remind you who’s Alpha when I get home.’ His growl is sexually charged; his words thrill me, it’ll be an intense night of nothing but pleasure. My response is cut off as he ends our link and I want to growl out my own frustrations, the urge to continue is tamped down by my wolf’s need to please her Alpha. Damn wolf. I force myself to stand and shower, changing it from warm water to cold. The sharp pellets of water stab at my heated skin painfully, only increasing my desire. The wash cloth I use to wash myself makes my legs quiver as I run it over my erect nipples.

I’m not letting Magnar out of bed for a day when he gets home; I intend to make him finish what he started and then some. When he’s here I love the teasing, when he makes me wait to cum; the game is enthralling. But right now? I’m going mad with desire, with the urge to ease the aches he’s given me. Shutting the shower off I step out and dry off, the soft towel drives me mad, my skin is overly sensitized, ready for pleasure. I step into our room and dig around in the boxes holding out clothes. My eyes spot Magnar’s button up and I snag it without a second thought.

I’m craving my mate, the comfort he provides; being surrounded by his scent helps, only slightly. The thought of wearing panties or a bra makes me shiver; I don’t think I can handle having something constantly rubbing against my aching body. Grumbling to myself, I don the light shirt and button it up halfway, hopefully it won’t irritate me. It’s not like I’m sharing the house with anyone. The thought makes me pause before I shake my head; if I would not be parading in front of windows, I’d consider working in the nude. I head downstairs; our office really needs to be set up.

While our files and things have been moved into a large safe, I need to set up our desks, chairs and a few other things before we can file things away, securely. I grab a bottle of water before I make my way towards our office, boxes of furniture sit, waiting to be put up. A loveseat sits off to the side, a coffee table is placed in front of it, a few potted plants decorate the room. Wall decorations already adorn the wall proudly. Two desks and two office chairs need to be set up along with computers. A lot of work is ahead of us, our bed has been set up, not completely made. Just a top sheet over it with a blanket and pillow.

Setting the bottle of water down, I unbox the first desk and grab the instructions standing. I stare at them and all the pieces. For a moment, I’m tempted to toss them to the side and then I look at the labeled boards and small collection of screws. This sucks. If it wasn’t important to get everything filed away, I’d wait for Magnar to put it together. I don’t know how many minutes or hours pass of me slowly putting the puzzle together.

A low growl makes me freeze as I’m bent over holding a board in place. My heart jump starts as I recognize the smell that envelops me. I completely forget my project as I stand quickly with a turn; greeted by Magnar’s strong features. His wolves eyes meet mine and I whimper as I smile, his eyes narrow, he flashes his teeth in a slow grin. “Magnar!” Excitement courses through my veins as I rush him, leaping into his arms. Thick muscular arms wrap around me, pinning my body to his, his rod settles against my heat, a deep growl emits from his chest.

My frustrations from the desk melt away as he secures me to his body. I’m confused; but I don’t know if I want to ask questions. “Were you a good girl?” I bite my lip, watching as he lifts his nose to the air, a deep rumble emitting from him, vibrating from deep within. A shaky breath leaves my lips as his jean-clad legs tease me mercilessly; the rough fabric becomes soaked with my desire.

“I stopped, reluctantly.” I pout, his eyes travel my features, the side of his mouth quirks up as I walk into the room. My heart slams into my chest, excitement and desire course through me as I inhale his scent. The inviting smell has my wolf panting, wanting her mate to please her, drive her mad and then sooth everything away.

“Good, turn around.” Magnar halts, his hand moves to unlatch my legs and I stare at him confused, I sluggishly move as my feet touch the ground, confused. He arches a brow at me, waiting for me to obey, I turn slowly. How did he get here and when? I wonder if he had this planned before I feel his hand touch my back, pushing me forward, face into the couch. My excitement drips down my legs as his jean clad leg slips between them, kicking them out.

“Magnar?” His deep growl halts my words; he pins me to the arm of the couch with his legs, his hands move leisurely along my back. His bulge makes me drop my head onto the leather cushion, the cool fabric teases my thighs.

“Mhmm, I love this view.” He chuckles quietly and pleasure strikes through me, the thin fabric of his shirt is pulled up, exposing me to him. The cool air nips at my skin as the fire burns brighter; the need to mate makes me whine. One finger trails down my spine before his hands grip at my backside, needing my flesh and my legs buckled; dropping to his leg, I gasp at the friction I’m met with. “Look how wet you are, how needy this pretty pussy is for her Alpha. You want to be fucked tonight, huh baby?” A whimper slips past my lips as he shifts his leg, dragging it against my aching folds.

“Magnar, please, don’t make me wait tonight; I can’t handle it.” He chuckles as his hands grasp my waist and pulls me to stand with my legs straight.

“Baby, you’ll get what I give you and nothing more.” I moan as he drags his thumb down my slit, spearing me slowly with one finger as his thumb slowly teases my clit. My wolf pants, as I reach out and grasp the couch cushions; he thrusts his finger languidly. I want to rock back on him, but I know better. I pant, I knew I was needy, but I feel like a hussy; bent over a couch, ass in the air as my excitement drips from my core. “So wet; reach back and spread yourself, I want to see you glisten.”

His hand disappears and I want to cry out my frustrations. I release the cushions and follow his instructions, whatever I have to do to get him inside of me. As I move my hands, I hear his belt buckle and want to cry out my relief before a cry of shock slips past my lips; cool air is blown across my aching center and my legs buckle. I rest my forehead on the cool surface, all I want to do is cum. “Magnar, please!” He chuckles as I open my mouth to growl at him. I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance and my breath catches in my throat, I’m surrounded in bliss as he sinks in, inch by inch. I’m stretched around him, a delicious burn radiates from my core as he takes his time to stretch me.

“You greedy girl.” His growl has me moaning, my nails dig into my skin as he sinks into me. Magnar takes his time to sink in before pulling out. Setting a slow rhythm that drives me delirious. His hips bump mine, pushing me into the couch; his hands slide up my sides and pull me up. His hands find my breast, fingers pinching my nipples, and I release a long moan. Enjoying the feel of his body pinning me to the coach; his hands pull me up, growls continue to roll off his lips.

I don’t care as I let go of myself to cup his backside, pulling him deeper into me. “Lift your leg, baby, let me in.” Shakily, I lift my leg to rest on the arm and that sets his pace. Strong thrusts make me stand on my toes as my head drops onto his chest, moaning at how deep he settles. Dropping one hand his digit finds my clit and I cry out, I tighten as his body continues to glide through my folds driving pleasure deep into me.

“Magnar!” Crying out my nails bite his skin silently urging him, his hips surge into mine as my core tightens and I whimper. My orgasm cresting, the need to cum builds until I want to cry.

“Cum baby girl.” His deep growl sends me over the edge with a stark cry of pleasure, my eyes slip closed as he slows his pace, drawing my orgasm out longer to a slow burn. He slows his pace, panting as his whiskered covered jaw nuzzles my mark. Whimpering he drops his hand to smooth over the sweat slicked skin of my stomach. “I’ve missed you, baby.” I chuckle softly as I lean my head against his shoulder.

“I’ve missed you too; I thought you were dealing with Ekon’s shit?” He holds me to him, his wolf rumbling, pleased; I close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of his arms wrapped around me.

“Oh, believe me, I was; Ekon wouldn’t shut up; he was bitching about an up-and-coming case. He was hoping I’d run with him for it; I told him to piss off.” I chuckle and grin, Ekon is working his last case before he can become our Beta. The council has been reluctant to let go of both of their prime agents.

“He can take it up with me; I’m not about to let my mate leave when I go into heat.” I will turn into a nasty, vindictive bitch; not good when trying to sooth ruffled fur of pack mates.

“Mhmm, no one could drive me away; not a damn thing, baby.” I smile hearing his wolf’s rumble, his hands massage my hips.