Chapter 7 : Is This Real?

*Delilah*

Andrew.

I couldn’t believe my mate was not only in my pack–but it was him. He was from a prominent family in the pack. His dad was Alpha and he was next in line, a strong shifter, and though he hadn’t looked out for me, he had never done anything to hurt me either.

He carried me further into the forest to a small clearing made perfect by a bed of moss.

He knelt down with me still around his waist and kissed me softly as he lowered me to the ground with care.

His strong hands braced my back as it made contact with the ground, running them down my hands until he gripped my ass hard with both hands. I released my legs from his waist, and he helped me lower them as well.

He broke the kiss softly and leaned back, taking his shirt off.

I’d never been so close to a man this way in my life. I stared at him openly, taking in the sight with my mouth slightly hanging open.

The right corner of his lip rose in a grin. “Do you like what you see?”

I sat up and reached my hand out hesitantly, wanting to touch him. He grabbed my wrist and pushed my hands against his chest, leaning close to me.

“I’m yours, too. You can touch me anywhere you want to.”

I smiled and nodded. His chest was very muscular, as were his arms. I ran my hands down his hardened muscles and over his abs. Feeling brave for reasons I couldn’t pinpoint, I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling his boxers and pants down slightly. He had that V-shape near his hips that was common in guys with his body type.

I realized I’d been staring intently and hadn’t looked up at his face at all. I tilted my head up and found him waiting for me. His eyes were intense with his need for me, as was his hardness, which I could feel as he pressed his body closer to me.

He leaned down and kissed me hard, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths again. My hands were holding onto his pants, pulling them down slowly, when he reached to stop me.

Pulling away, he looked at me. “I want to see what’s under your shirt too. We can do this together.”

I nodded, biting my lip. He looked into my eyes as his hands grabbed the bottom of my shirt and slowly pulled it up. I lifted my arms, and he pulled the shirt over my head, letting it fall to the ground.

He stared at me, as I had at him. His eyes roved over my body greedily.

“You’re beautiful,” he said, kissing me again.

I met his kiss eagerly and felt his hands move up my back, moving toward my bra. He unclasped it with ease and pulled back, dragging his hands and my bra straps down my arms.

It fell to the ground, and he once again took in the sight of me topless.

He looked at me and then at my breasts and grinned. “They look way smaller in a shirt, you know?”

I smiled, blushing furiously. “I know. It’s on purpose.”

He gently pushed me down on my back, following me, with his body pinning me against the ground. He kissed my neck and down to my breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth.

I moaned loudly, taken aback by how good it felt.

He moved to the other and received the same moan of pleasure before he kissed down my body to my stomach.

My body felt like every nerve was on fire. I couldn’t believe what was happening, or how good it felt.

He sat back on his knees again and unbuttoned my pants. “I’m going to take these off, okay?”

“Yes, please,” I said, surprising us both.

He smiled and pulled my pants and panties off together. I’d lost my shoes at some point already.

Laying them by my shirt, he looked at me, and I felt as if nobody had ever seen me before then.

The wind moved across my body, and I felt how wet I was. He leaned down and kissed me hard, one hand lightly trailing down my body. Pulling back, he looked at me and said, “You’re breathtaking, Delilah.”

He looked into my eyes as his hand moved between my thighs. My legs opened almost automatically, and I saw a flash of pure desire flash through his eyes when his fingers made contact with my most sensitive area.

I took in a quick breath, keeping eye contact with him. His hands felt so good on my body.

“You’re so wet,” he groaned with pleasure as he moved his finger against my clit.

I’d never felt like this before, my entire body tense in the best way.

“I have to taste you.” With no further warning, his tongue was on me, flicking furiously.

In seconds, I was shaking in orgasm, my hands gripped in his hair. My hips lifted off the ground and he pushed them down, not letting up.

“Andrew!” I called out as I came again, and he kissed his way back up my body.

I pushed his pants down until his erection was freed and then pushed against his chest. “I want to see you the way you got to see me now.”

He sat up instantly, kicking his pants and boxers clear. Standing above me, he put his hands on his hips.

I looked up at him, taking in the sight of his tan skin but white butt. Then my eyes focused on the area I most wanted, and I was not disappointed.

“Well, what do you think?”

He got on his knees again then laid his body against me, pressing his hips against mine so I could feel how much he wanted me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I think you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.” I kissed his neck and then nibbled his ear and whispered, “And I want to feel you inside me. Just go slow.”

He groaned and bit my shoulder firmly before propping himself up with one arm. He looked into my eyes as he grabbed my hand to help guide his cock inside me.

I gasped as he slid in first, feeling some pain but mostly feeling the bond within me surging, wanting to be completed. I moved my hands to his back, digging my nails into them as I moaned with every inch that slid into me.

He groaned as he slid his length fully into me. “You feel so good.”

I tried to catch my breath and managed to get out, “Wait just a second.”

He kissed my shoulder and neck lightly in response. “Whenever you’re ready, baby.”

I gave myself to him then, immersing myself in the feeling of being wanted, being pleasured.

My body quickly adapted, and I was feeling ravenous for him.

I started moving my hips against him and said, “I’m ready.”

He kissed me hard, moving slowly out and then back in, and I moaned into his mouth.

He pulled back and looked at me intently. “I’ll go slow at first.”

He lifted himself to his knees, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He grabbed my ass with both hands lifting me slightly off the ground and moved in and out, thrusting soft and slow.

I couldn’t believe how good it felt and tried to move my hips to go faster.

He grinned down at me.

“Tell me what you want,” he said, looking at me as he moved even slower.

I almost growled with my desire for him. “Hard. Fast,” I said breathlessly.

He met my demands immediately, and I moaned so loud it might as well have been a scream.

It felt like pure ecstasy moving over my body in waves. I drug my nails down his arms, and he leaned down against me again, not changing our rhythm at all.

We both moved in sync with each other, and I felt myself nearing my climax.

“Delilah, I’m about to come. Mark me. I’m marking you,” he said through gritted teeth before I saw his fang elongate.

I felt mine do the same.

He sunk his teeth into me where my neck met my shoulder, and I did the same. The sensation was euphoric, and we both moaned as we went over the edge together.

He slowly slid out of me, and we pulled our teeth from each other. He leaned up on his elbows and ran his hands down my face softly.

Our marks healed instantly, never hurting at all.

My body felt the most relaxed I’d ever felt in my entire life. My legs felt numb, and my arms felt like Jell-O. We were both breathing hard, both afraid to speak. We just looked at each other for what felt like hours.

Finally, he said softly, “I can feel your feelings now.”

I stared at him, searching in my mind, and found I could feel his emotions too. He desired me as much as I did him, and he even loved me.

I looked at him and smiled. “I can feel what you do too.”

He smiled back at me.

“I’m thirsty,” I said, and he laughed.

“Oh Goddess, me too. I’ll find my water.”

He got up, taking his warmth with him, but he returned quickly and handed me his water.

“I got a drink already. You can have as much as you want.”

I took it and drank deeply, handing it back with at least half left still.

“Thank you.” I lay back and sighed contentedly.

He lay beside me and pulled me onto his chest, wrapping one arm around my back and holding me securely. I listened to his heartbeat and ran my hand up and down his chest in soft strokes.

He groaned and whispered, “Keep that up, and we’re going to have round two.”

I didn’t stop my hand. Instead, I looked down to see if his erection was returning. To my shock, it was already very evident again.

I sat up and looked down at him. “That sounds like a great idea.”

Just the thought of feeling him inside me again had me wet all over again.

He started to move, but I pushed him back with both hands.

“No, I’m in control this time.”

He grinned and lay back, waiting for me. I smiled back at him and straddled him, slowly lowering myself onto him. He groaned in pleasure and gripped my hips in his big, strong hands.

I moaned as I took him into me completely. Taking his lead from earlier, I moved up and down at an agonizingly slow pace.

In minutes, he was pulling me down hard with his hands. I grinned at him, pushing both hands against his chest.

I leaned down and kissed him before pulling away and whispering seductively, “Tell me what you want.”

He grinned and said firmly, “Hard and fast.”

I sat back up and immediately did as he said. He reached up with his hands and pinched my nipples between his fingers. I moaned, and my body shuttered as I climaxed again. He groaned, and I felt him stiffen as he came as well.

I moved to the side of him and laid on his chest again, both of us trying to catch our breaths.

It finally felt like my life was going right for once.

I closed my eyes and quickly fell asleep, feeling safe in his arms. I just knew my life was about to get so much better.

Or so I thought….