Chapter 81
I hadn’t realised how sensitive I was there until now, nor had I realised just how amazing this could feel. He kissed me gently around my neck… my chest… my stomach, all the while his fingers continued to build an intense pressure up inside me, unlike anything I’d felt before. It was making me dizzy, exhilarated, and I wanted more of it.
Suddenly his lips brushed against my bra, biting softly against the thin fabric there, and it sent an electric shock through me that completely made me come undone, arching my back upwards into the sensation that rode through me.
I laid under him afterwards, completely out of breath as I let the intense waves of pleasure continue to wash over me.
“…Your face was so cute,” he said. His words were light but his voice sounded thick. “I wish I could have taken a picture.”
I opened my eyes to meet Bash’s, a mixture of lust and entertainment in his as he watched me, and my lips twitched at the side into a smile.
“…Only if you have a death wish,” I answered.
He smirked playfully as if I were actually challenging him. “That might be worth it.”
I sighed jokingly, rolling my eyes, and slowly picked myself up until I was kneeling in front of him at almost eye level. He was stunning to look at, by far one of the most attractive people I had ever met, and yet somehow he was interested in me. That
fact wasn’t lost on me and my desire to see him, all of him, was steadily increasing.
went to grab his shirt hem again however, just like before, he stopped me, trying to distract me instead with more kisses.
“…Show me,” I said softly, giving him pause. “I know you’re not shy of your body since I’ve seen your bare back in that classroom years ago. So this is something you’re not wanting me to see. Me, personally.”
He looked unsure, hesitating for several moments before finally closing his eyes in acceptance. And, slowly, he lifted his shirt off.
As I caught the first glimpse of his body, there was a moment where I felt I forgot how to breathe. He was gorgeous, perfectly muscled in all the right ways, and I gently reached a hand out to feel his warm skin under my fingertips. But as my eyes trailed down, I finally saw what he was hiding… and
froze.
There, on his lower abdomen, were the scars of ragged claw marks. Scars I knew he’d acquired from when we’d saved Ava’s life.
“I didn’t want you to be reminded of that right now,” he said quietly. “You looked… happy. Something I was starting to worry about.”
I swallowed at the lump in my throat which had formed, my mind beginning to race over the memories of her. I missed her so much.
…But she was gone and I’d already made my peace. Ava
wouldn’t want me to shy away on her account.
I lightly traced over the scars with my fingertip, following the jagged lines carefully, before slowly bringing my face in closer to kiss it. Underneath my touch, I felt him shiver.
“It’s okay,” I said, straightening back up to meet his gaze. “It’s a permanent reminder of her as it should be. She’s a part of you now. She’s a part of both of us.”
I reached up and brought his lips down to meet mine, pressing my body against him. His skin on mine felt amazing, a warmth encircling my whole body as his arms wrapped around me.
Impatiently, I quickly removed my remaining underwear, no longer wanting anything else between us, and hungrily, I watched over him as he did the same. There was a moment once it was done that we paused to stare at each other, both of us needing a second to take in the other person during silent appreciation.
After several seconds had passed though, he finally laid me down, hovering himself over me, and I softly bit my lower lip.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, giving me one last chance to back out.
I knew there was more meaning to his question than just seeing if I was still comfortable. There was a werewolf stigma around destined mates and the virginity of the woman involved; an archaic view that should have been abolished a -long time ago. By giving myself to Bash, it was basically going
against that ridiculous ideology since we both knew I had a mate. But I wasn’t one for old traditions or values anymore. If someone didn’t want me due to a reason like that, then they weren’t worth my time.
I swallowed nervously and nodded my head.
He kissed my forehead as he proceeded to press himself in, and I cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. I heard him groan in unison with me, sending more excited tingles throughout as I clung to his shoulders.
Given this was my body’s first time, I knew that this mild pain was to be expected but the sensations were overwhelming nonetheless.
He waited patiently for me though, allowing me a chance to adapt and relax against him, before finally proceeding. Whatever pain had been there luckily diminished quickly and it was immediately overtaken by something far better.
I felt full and completely absorbed against his body as he moved, each thrust stealing a moan from my lips. I wasn’t alone though as Bash’s own grunts were close behind, filling my ears and narrating my thoughts. My mind was devoted, there was only him now; only the way he was able to consume my entire being.
That same pressure from before was beginning to build itself inside me again, rapidly increasing in line with his quickening movements. I desperately wanted to feel those waves of pleasure once more, that intense relief I knew was waiting for me on the other side.
Everything then suddenly became fervid as my moans. -became cries. It was a crescendo of heated energy that was close to boiling. Harder and faster, his hands touching and grabbing me at every sensitive area; it was an extremity of sensations I didn’t know possible.
“Winona,” he groaned out one final time.
It was enough to send me completely over the edge as I came undone against him, that same electricity sparking throughout my body to leave me buzzing. He wasn’t far behind though as he shared in his own release, the two of us left panting and completely exhausted.
I laid in his arms when it was over, nestled up against his body as neither of us wanted to move. There was nowhere else I’d
rather be than right there.
And it became abundantly clear to me that, out of the lives I’d lived so far, this was perhaps my happiest moment yet.
…Even if it was just temporary.
