Madelyn

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A/N Hankypanky warning; if you don’t like sex scenes, you might want to skip this chapter and the next...

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Madelyn’s eyes fluttered open as she awoke to find Connor asleep behind her, his arm holding her protectively. She lay there perfectly still, listening to him as he slept, his breath warm on her neck.

‘What am I doing?’ Madelyn thought to herself. ‘Why am I allowing him to lay here, with me, though I really don’t know him?’

She took a deep breath, and realized she could smell him. He smelled good: earthy, like wood, and grass, and soil. She smiled softly, relaxing without immediately realizing it. Those smells were some of her favorite.

She’d always enjoyed gardening with her Mother. She and Mother would gather their tools, get the soil ready, then when Daddy got home, he’d help them plant the tree or shrub he would bring them from the nursery. Or they’d prepare a plot for a small kitchen garden, together.

‘Or do I know him?’ she thought as she remembered all the times she’d been running in the woods and sensed someone’s presence, watching her; or perhaps watching over her.

As she thought about it, she remembered seeing wolves quite often as a child, most often they were in her meadow, sitting across the little stream from her. Usually the same one would appear, though sometimes one other would be there instead. They’d never come very close to her, but always would watch her from a few yards away. ‘Of course,’ she chided herself as she remembered the one who was usually there. It was Connor watching her all along, as well as the entire Council of his pack.

Connor’s hand moved across her chest to cup a breast gently as he slept. Madelyn’s heart beat slightly faster as she took it all in. His closeness, his hand on her breast, his smell; all of it was affecting her. There was another smell on him, though. It was one she couldn’t quite place. She didn’t realize it, but it was his arousal, and her body began reacting to it, and to his nearness to her. Her breath quickened slightly, her nipples hardened, and heat began building in her belly. Wetness formed between her legs and as she tried to calm herself, she felt something hardening against her backside.

As she felt him begin stirring behind her, she came to the realization she actually wanted to mate with him. It both scared her, and excited her.

“What am I to do about this?” she whispered to herself, almost wishing he’d just take her. It’d be so much simpler. She stilled as she realized the direction her thoughts were going. Her arousal spiked as the thought of just being taken went through her head. A thrill of pleasure erupted through her body, almost a mini-orgasm, at the thought.

‘What is happening to me?’ Madelyn thought as Connor tightened his hold around her waist as he woke. Her thoughts didn’t seem to be anything she’d ever thought, feelings didn’t seem to be anything she’d ever felt before, yet at the same time she felt they were completely hers, and it scared her a little.

‘Why would I want to mate with him?’ she asked herself silently. ‘I don’t even know him. But it feels like I do.’

It was then that she finally realized that Connor was fully awake behind her. She couldn’t control the gasp when she felt his lips against the back of her neck before his hand slipped under her shirt to start kneading a breast. A soft sigh slipped past her lips and she melted into him a little, and for a moment all thoughts vacated her mind, leaving one single thought behind.

‘Mine.’

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The smell of female arousal filled the room, pulling him from a deep sleep. His cock stirred first, hardening between them, his consciousness following close behind. Taking a deep breath, his head turned slightly as he drank in her scent. She gasped when he pressed his lips to her neck. He could feel her trembling slightly, but she didn’t stop him as his hand moved on her belly, reaching under her shirt so he could feel her skin. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as she leaned into him slightly.

He moved his hand up to cup a breast. It wasn’t small but not overly large. His hand couldn’t cover the firm orb completely. Two fingers moved to brush against the nipple. It was already hardened from her arousal, but the pink bud tightened even more as he played with it.

Connor moved backwards slightly and pressed on her shoulder, coaxing her to turn onto her back. She looked into his eyes, uncertainty in hers, but it was accompanied by something else. He gazed deep into her eyes then kissed her, sweetly at first, then more firmly, with a gentle passion that took her breath away. She moaned softly as his hand again began exploring her body. Flashing a smile to her, he pulled her shirt up till it was gathered above her breasts. He lowered his head and took a nipple between his lips. One hand massaged her other breast. Switching between breasts, he gave both equal attention before beginning to kiss down her abdomen.

Pausing at her navel, his tongue explored it. Madelyn gasped and giggled as it both tickled and aroused her more. Every touch of his hand, his mouth, his tongue caused her skin to tingle, her belly felt as though it were on fire. By the time his hand made it to her lower belly, she was gasping.

Raising himself, he grasped the waistband of her shorts and panties together and tugged them down. She raised her hips slightly, giving him room to remove the barrier that kept his body from hers. As he pulled them down her legs, he glanced between them. One hand tossed the clothing aside while the other slid up her thigh. The flesh was soft and smooth. She gasped as his fingers found the wetness forming between her legs. His eyes on hers, he slid a finger between her lower lips.

Sitting up, she pulled her top from her body, before laying back again. She lay beside him, fully exposed, vulnerable with her belly and neck in easy reach. Her legs parted, he could see the pink slit between them, wet and ready to be taken. Reaching down, he dipped his finger inside her, causing her to gasp. He slid the finger inside her slowly, gently, until it reached a point of resistance. Inwardly, he cringed. He’d known she was still a virgin, and while he was proud to know he’d be her first, it pained him to know he’d have to hurt her in their mating.

She was gasping, soft moans escaping her lips as he pulled his finger out.

Kneeling up on the bed beside her, he pulled his shirt over his head then removed his pants. Pushing her legs further apart, he knelt between them and gazed down upon the beauty spread out before him. Taking his time, he drank up the sight of her. Blonde curls spread out round her head like a halo. Violet eyes looked him up and down, every now and then resting on his hard shaft before moving back up to look into his face.

Leaning forward, Connor pressed his lips to hers, kissing her with a tenderness that took her breath away. She looked into his eyes then reached up to press the palm of her hand to his cheek. His eyes closed for a moment as he savored her touch. Her hands were soft and gentle against his skin. Her hand moved to the back of his neck and she pulled him down to her again and kissed him deeply.

One arm slid beneath her, raising her slightly, he pressed her body to his before lowering her back down to the bed. He trailed kisses across her cheek and down the side of her neck. Pausing at her neck, he took it in his mouth, biting down ever so slightly. He heard her gasp and hold her breath as he did this, felt her pulse pick up as her heart beat faster. A throaty growl was heard as his canines elongated, pressing gently into the tender flesh, but not breaking the skin.

A moment later, he released her and pulled back. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly, returning his canine teeth to their human form before reopening his eyes to look at her again. Looking into her eyes again before taking a deep breath, he spoke gently to her.

“Madelyn,” he said, pausing a moment, his face taking on a slight bit of concern. “Do you want to continue?” he asked her.

“I...” she started to reply but he shushed her for a moment.

“I want you to understand, Madelyn,” he began, his voice serious, “This is not ‘just’ sex, if you choose to continue.” He searched her face as she looked up at him. “I won’t just have sex with you. I won’t do it, love. If you choose to continue, this will be me staking my claim on you. You must decide whether to allow me to take you. If you allow this, you are mine.” Her eyes opened slightly wider at his words. “But, there is another element to this, as well, Madelyn.”

He paused a moment while she considered his words and waited for his next words.

“If you let me claim you, you are mine,” he repeated. Looking into her eyes, he continued, “and I am yours.”

He leaned in, kissing her neck tenderly, letting this sink in before he continued. “Garou mate for life, Madelyn,” he told her between kisses. “There is no turning back, and no way out, save the death of one mate, which results in grief that often kills the other mate.” He raised his head again, his eyes locking on hers and he continued.

“I waited for you to return, Madelyn. When you and your parents moved here so many years ago, I knew I was looking at my future mate. I waited for you to mature, and when your parents died and you moved away, I waited for you to return.” Disbelief etched across her features as he confessed it all to her. “Yes, love. It’s true. I have had many females try to entice me into courting them over the years, but I always knew none of them were my mate. Garou mate for life. Had I given up the wait and mated with one of them, when you came here, I would have realized I’d made the biggest mistake of my life in not waiting.”

“But how do you know I’m ‘the one,’ Connor?” she asked, not certain she believed his words to be true. “How do you know I am to be your mate?”

“Your eyes, love, and your scent,” Connor replied. She looked at him quizzically and he explained. “We once had someone in our Pack...she was what some might call a seer, or a prophet. When I was very young, my parents brought me to see her and asked who my mate was to be. After spending several minutes meditating on this, she replied that I would not mate for many years, but when I did, I would know her by her eyes. She said my mate would be a human who would come to this wood as a child. She said this child would have golden curls and eyes the color of violets. She told me to expect to lose her for a time, but to have patience, that my mate would return to the wood as a full grown woman, ready to be mated.”

Smiling at her, he continued, “But that’s not all. It was only the confirmation that showed you to us as my mate while you were still underage, as there isn’t a mating pull until both mates are of age. Not all mate with one who they feel a pull to, as sometimes it’s not possible to find one’s mate within their lifetime. So, they find someone they’re compatible with. That’s not how it is for me. You are my one true mate, Madelyn. Now that you’re grown, I feel the pull to mate when I’m near you. It’s a feeling deep down that tells me I couldn’t live without you. You were intended for me, and I was intended for you, love. That’s how I know.” He quieted and watched her.

Madelyn closed her eyes, allowing it all to sink in. She wondered whether she should trust what she’d just heard. It was all so fantastic. But even so, she felt an attraction to this wolf-man. She felt safe in his arms. She felt loved and needed and wanted. It wasn’t a feeling like she’d felt from any of her boyfriends over the years.

It wasn’t what she sensed from Rolf, either. To that one, she was just a piece of meat, and she knew it. His attitude was that she was either to fuck or to eat. It wasn’t that way with Connor. She could sense it, and she felt something stirring deep inside when she thought of this wolf who’d scared her senseless two days ago.

“Connor,” she began. “I...I’m uncertain. It all is so fantastic...so...” she paused, trying to find what to say, without saying something that would be taken the wrong way. “But what about the differences between us, Connor?” she asked him, still trying to work through the uncertainty.

He looked at her and smiled. “Do I look that much different from a regular man, right now?”

“N...not really,” she stammered, her cheeks blushing a soft pink color. He smiled at the blush. She looked sweet and innocent with that blush painted across her cheeks, even as she lay beneath him, naked. “I mean..well...” she paused and blushed a deeper pink color, causing him to smile even bigger. “It’s not like I’ve seen another man naked before...” her voice trailed off as she glanced down and turned her face slightly away from his.

Cupping her chin, he pulled her face up again. “Look at me, Madelyn,” he said, waiting till her eyes met his. “I’ll never harm you, my love. The first time might hurt a little, but after that, it will be all pleasure.” He watched as the uncertain look on her face softened. She did nothing but stare into his eyes for what seemed like an eternity to him.

In a moment, she knew the answer. She realized she felt the mating pull he’d described, too. It was there, deep in her heart, telling her not to miss this chance. She knew what she wanted, and for better or worse, she was ready to accept it, to accept him. Reaching up with both hands, she pulled his head down to hers again and kissed him then pushed him away with a glint in her eye.

Before he knew what was happening, she sprang up from the bed. Quickly testing her ankle, she found to her delight that it wasn’t hurting anymore. Twirling around, she smiled to him then took off running, shouting back at him as she ran from the room, “If you can catch me, I’m yours.”

Smiling, he shook his head, wondering how she knew how Garou mating happens. Walking calmly to the window, he watched as she darted out of the house and gave her a moment before he shifted and took off in chase.

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