Chapter 3

I made my way to bed, still thinking about how bold I was with Nathan. Despite feeling sexual arousal more often than I probably should have, I never did anything like that. I was never so forthcoming. I typically tried to control all of my emotions and have become quite well at it. I have to be, else I would be an emotional mess all the time. Most emotions I could control, but those on the extremes were much harder. The grief over the last year, for example, had been extremely difficult. If I didn’t use some sort of emotional control techniques, I would literally be a tornado of emotions all the time. Think of a moody teenager but on steroids. It would not be a pretty picture.

I took a deep breath as I shut the door. I enjoyed the kiss greatly, as it had been far too long since I have kissed anyone, and I can feel the waves of desire coursing through my body. With everything that was going on, having any type of contact with someone of the opposite sex was not something that I had thought about, although after the kiss I had felt like I was neglecting myself because of hiatus.

“Damn it!” I curse myself as I felt the waves of desire pulsing through my body. It was building and becoming almost an irresistible feeling.

‘Lela, what should I do?’ I called on Lela for guidance.  I knew she can help, or at least I hoped that she could.

‘You know what you can do.’ Lela said as she winked at me. She turned circles in my mind and sent me explicit pictures of Nathan.

‘Lela! Please stop doing that!’ I yelled to her. I knew that she thought that she was helping me, but the images of Nathan touching me in my most intimate places were not very helpful in reducing the sexual desire that I was feeling at the moment.

I sighed and shook my head. Lela was probably right, but I was not sure if self-gratification would truly help with the sexual desire I was feeling. Deciding that a shower might help, I headed to the bathroom.

I looked in the mirror and noticed my face was still flushed. My cheeks were red and it extended to my neck. I needed to find a way to control this physical reaction. I couldn’t be getting this flushed every time I kiss someone.

As I approached to turn the water on, I decided that this tub was much too appealing and that a bath would be much more relaxing.  Making the water hot, I stepped back and removed my clothing. Looking in the mirror, I glanced at my naked form. My nipples were hard still from my arousal and my breathing had yet to fully calm.

Despite myself, I moved my hand up to my breast, cupping the large breast in my hand and running my fingers over my nipple. A sharp intake of breath and a sudden increase in my arousal caused my knees to slightly give out.  I stumbled back against the wall but never once remove my hand from my breast, as my fingers still pulled vigorously at my nipple. Bringing my other hand up to my other breast, I grabbed both of them, tugging roughly on my nipples. I caressed the nipples, pulling, rubbing, and tugging on each of them.

I felt a tingling in between legs and a quiet moan escaped my lips. I squeezed my legs together tightly, enjoying the pressure that the bringing my legs together has placed on my most sensitive part.

Noticing that the water has been filled probably too high in the bathtub, I turn off the water and slowly sunk into the tub. The hot water enveloped my body and I felt some of my muscles begin to loosen. Tension in my shoulder started to dissipate and I could feel warmth spreading throughout my body.

As if by instinct, I moved both of my hands back to my breasts and started squeezing. I played hard with the nipples and I could feel my sexual desire continuing to rise. I pinched and tugged aggressively at each nipple. While it should hurt, I did not feel the pain; only the intense pleasure waves that are coursing through me.  I began to move one of my hand down my stomach but paused.

‘Do it. You know you need it. It will feel amazing.’ Lela spoke softly in my head. Although human and wolf forms often have different sexual appetites, mine and Lela’s are on the same page. Let’s hope our mate had the same.

Using Lela’s words of encouragement, I continued moving my hand down over my stomach and into my wet folds. Even without the bath, my arousal was dripping from my core.

I ran my fingers along the length of my slit, almost teasing myself as I ran my fingers along the entire length.  I was so wet. My desire was so strong.  I needed release. And damn did I want it. Slowly, I brough my fingers back to my throbbing bud. I rubbed it slowly, enjoying the sensations that were spreading throughout my body.

My breathing quickened as I continued the assault of my fingers on my clit Tingles of pleasure spread through my center. I wanted so much more. My other hand was on my breast, continuing to squeeze and pull at my nipple. I moved my fingers faster along my throbbing bud, pressure starting to build within my core.

I moved my hand down and inserted two fingers, moving them quickly in and out. I felt another wave of intense pleasure run completely through me.

As I continued moving my fingers roughly in and out, Nathan entered my mind, and I thought what it would be like to have him touching me. I knew that I have just met him and I shouldn’t be thinking of him this way, but thinking of him with his mouth where my hand was drew a moan from my lips. I imagined Nathan’s hard chiseled abs and strong hands. My breathing was coming out in pants now and I couldn’t help but moan out his name as I could almost feel him licking my core and using his hand to fuck me, his hand moving roughly in and out of me, bringing me closer and closer to climax.

Sensing that I am nearly there, I shoved a third finger in my core. I moaned loudly at the added finger but did not stop the quickening speed of my fingers. I dropped my other hand down to my clit and rub it vigorously. With each movement of my hands, I was brought closer and closer to finding the sexual release that I need.

I felt my face and chest flush and wave after wave of pleasure shot through my body.  “Oh god, Nathan! I am coming!” I yelled out.  I removed my fingers from my center but continue my assault on my clit. My body continued to gyrate as wave after wave of orgasm washed over me. I knew I should stop, but the pleasure continues at this heightened level of intensity and I could not stop my hand as I continued to rub and rub.

I arched my back repeatedly and I could hear water splashing out of the tub, but I did not care. I pinched my clit and felt one final wave of intense sexual pleasure rip through me as my orgasm slowly started to dissipate.

“Fuck.” I lay in the tub, trying to catch my breath. It had been a year since I had any sort of sexual release and that was intense, even by my standards. I was rough and my core will be sore, but I would go again without thinking twice.

Unlike humans, werewolves regularly engage in some form of sexual release once we hit puberty. To go an entire year without any form of sexual gratification, even self-gratification, is pretty much unheard of, although not completely unexpected after the year I had.

I considered going again but decided against it when I looked at the floor outside of the bathtub and saw the mess I made.

“Totally worth it.” I smirk to Lela, who nodded her head in agreement.  I could see that she also enjoyed our bathtub adventure.

“You better get that cleaned up before Anne see that.  You know she hates a mess.” Lela was poking fun, of course, but she was also correct.

Getting out of the tub, I quickly dried off and put my hair up in a towel. I put two towels on the floor to soak up the water that was splashed out of the tub. I quickly brushed my teeth and picked up the towels off the floor, thankful that most of the water has been picked up and quickly threw the towels in the tub.

I took my hair down and begin to brush it out. I shivered slightly as the hair hits my back, and I realized that in my state of orgasm hangover, I didn’t put any clothes on and I didn’t wrap a towel around my body.  Feeling another shiver run down my back, I quickly finished brushing my hair. Thank you, Anne, for letting me have the upstairs suite. While I didn’t make it a habit of walking around naked, I have been known on more than one occasion to take a shower drop my towel and realize I have forgotten clothes.

I opened the bathroom door and entered my bedroom. The temperature in the room was a surprise. While the night was cool, the house is typically warm. My room was dark, and I moved across my room toward the dresser wanting to get something on quickly. I stopped along my bed, feeling as if someone was watching me. I looked around the room but saw no one. I pulled my arms across my chest, suddenly feeling very exposed. My curtain was open slightly and I moved to close it, assuming that the curtain being open must be contributing to the uneasy feeling I am experiencing. The sense of unease decreased but was still there.

“Do you see anything?” I asked Lela, hoping that maybe she was picking up on something I was not.

“I am not picking up on anything.  I don’t sense another wolf and I don’t see anything.” Lela spoke in a reassuring tone, but I could tell that she was a bit on edge as well.

I moved quickly to my dresser and threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top. Although the room still felt chilled, I preferred this as my typical bedtime attire despite the weather outside. I tended to be too hot at night, something that my mom always attributed to my red wolf. I quickly snuggled into bed. Thoughts of Nathan started to sneak back into my mind, but I pushed them down, saving them for my dreams.

Thoughts of mates, of meeting Alpha Callan tomorrow, and of the uneasy feeling in the bedroom filled my mind. I knew that I had to eventually meet with the Alpha but facing the prospect of it had become overwhelming. Even with all those thoughts running through my mind, I sighed in contentment from taking care of my needs, the need that I had left unaddressed for too long.