"How about a kiss." Ella bit her lip nervously.
"Accepted." Wolf rolled onto his back next to Ella.
"What are you doing?" Ella leaned up on one elbow and looked at him curiously.
"You said YOU'd give ME a kiss." Wolf grinned up at her.
"So, I did." She smiled shyly.
Ella placed her hand on his chest, smoothing it back and forth over his pecs. Her touch incited a frenzied tempest. Nothing roused him the way she did. The only thing that came close was when his beast surfaced, or he let the throttle out on his bike.
As Ella's lips gingerly pressed against his, Wolf was almost certain the tumult he felt within had spilled out all around him. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Ella pulling her close, as he devoured her mouth.
Her kiss was hesitant at first, as it had been the last time. But Ella quickly found her courage, and when she did, it took his breath away. Ella drank from his lips, as her hands roamed his chest, in eager exploration. What he wouldn't give to watch her fall apart in his arms.
Wolf found himself poised over Ella, her stunned expression quickly turned to want. Her pupils grew large, swallowing up the hazel green of her irises. Her long dark lashes fluttered as she stared up at him. Wolf watched Ella run her tongue over her swollen red lips. The sight of it drove him nearly insane.
"Oh, Princess, if you only knew what I was thinking," he rumbled.
Wolf didn't wait for a reply. The passionate expression on Ella's face, full of want, and need unresolved, was enough. He descended and kissed her lips, then moved to tease her neck and ears, before returning to her mouth. Wolf couldn't seem to get enough of her.
His arms caged Ella beneath him. Her full thighs cradled his hips. Wolf couldn't help the rocking motion he made, grinding his aching cock against her heated valley. Ella gasped as his cock hit her clit, hidden beneath too many layers of clothes. Ella's mouthwatering scent increased tenfold. It burrowed into Wolf, turning him near feral. His beast snarled, begging to be buried in the source of her delectable musk.
Wolf leaned on one forearm, and let his other hand caress Ella's neck. She clung to him, as his palm travelled over her breast. Her nipple was a tight bead, poking through her thin bra and t-shirt. Wolf pinched the turgid nub as he rolled his hips, striking that spot that made her gasp.
The panting mewls Ella made, spurred him on. Wolf knew she was wet, but he was desperate to feel her desire, to taste her need. Wolf drifted lower, caressing the skin above Ella's waistband.
"Wolf?" His name came out part question, part needful plea.
Wolf captured her lips as he flicked open the catch on her jeans. Ella held him tight, pulling him closer. His fingers descended past her lacey panties, past the narrow strip of hair, to the top of her cleft. Her clit was so swollen, the bead of flesh was straining from her slick folds.
The instant Wolf grazed her aching flesh, Ella cried into his mouth, and bucked beneath him. A powerful surge rocked him. It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. It was like pure lust given a life of its own. His inner beast surged forth to take control. It was a battle of wills to keep himself in check.
He wasn't entirely in control, because he found his fingers moving of their own free will. Exploring, stroking Ella's swollen, drenched cleft. His fingers dipped into the well of her pussy as his thumb rolled her clit.
"Wolf, please. I can't hold it."
Wolf heard her frantic cry over the thundering roar in his ears.
"Let it go," Wolf growled, the deep rumble of his beast consuming his voice.
His canines had extended. Worried he'd nick her lips, Wolf placed closed mouth kisses along the line of Ella's neck, from her ear to her shoulder. Ella's panted cries rose to a sweet symphony, as Wolf curled his finger inside her tight channel, stroking her hidden bundle of nerves.
Suddenly Ella went stiff in his arms. The look of tortured rapture on her face was a sight that would carry him for a lifetime. Ella's sweet pussy clamped down on his seeking fingers, then erupted in a hailstorm of spasms. Her cry nearly pierced his ears as a burst of energy struck him. Wolf's eyes widened as he was shoved back.
What the fuck?
Ella's eyes flew wide, reflecting his surprise, then filled with horror.
"I'm sorry, Wolf. Oh my god," Ella cried as she scrambled to her feet. "I shouldn't have. I knew something bad was going to happen."
"Ella what is going on? What's wrong." Wolf jumped to his feet.
"I can't. I'm going to hurt you."
Ella started sprinting toward the clubhouse. She didn't even bother to straighten her clothes.
Wolf was hot on her heels, but Ella was faster than he expected, which was saying a lot since he was a Shifter. It was like she sprouted wings, as she ran past the clubhouse to the parking lot. Wolf slowed when she got in the truck and started it up. The look Ella gave him, as she pulled out of the parking lot, was filled with such sadness and pain, it leveled him.
He refused to let her just run off. As distraught as Ella was, she was liable to have an accident. Wolf hopped on his Harley and followed.
What in the hell happened?
Everything kept swirling in his mind, but nothing made sense. Wolf pulled up in time to see Ella barricade herself into her apartment. Wolf swung off his bike and his phone rang.
"Dammit, Cain, you have shitty timing," Wolf barked into his cell as he stalked toward the apartment.
"Well it's nice to hear from you too," Iris replied.
Wolf froze in the middle of the sidewalk. Iris, Cain's old lady, had the disturbing ability to see things. If she was calling, there was a reason. The last time she called him, it had been to tell him a premonition. Then she sacrificed herself to save Cain's sister and niece.
Iris wasn't a Shifter, but Wolf couldn't exactly call her an Outsider either. Iris and Marisol were in a category all by themselves.
"Is everything alright?" Wolf couldn't handle any more shit tonight.
"I was calling to ask you the same question, but from the sound of your voice, I think you already answered it for me."
Wolf scrubbed his hand over his face.
"Iris is there any way you can tell me whatever it is you sensed, without all the convoluted riddles?" Wolf tried not to growl but he was at his wits end.
"Be nice, Wolf. Cain's standing next to me making that snarly sound, and I don't mean the sexy one."
"I can hear him. Tell the kitty not to get his panties in a bunch," Wolf knew his buddy could hear him. "Things are a little screwed up in my world. I don't know what's going on, and somehow I fucked up with this girl I've been seeing."
"No, you didn't fuck up. She's the one with the problem," Iris replied.
"What are you talking about?"
"Your friend isn't comfortable in her own skin. She has to move past that somehow. The best way you can help her is by being yourself."
"Thanks, Amazing Kreskin. You realize that could apply to almost anyone and any situation, right?"
"Yes, smartass. I know you think I see everything, but I don't. Sometimes what pops into my head and comes out of my mouth, doesn't make immediate sense. Try being me. All I know is, I was compelled to call you. I'm not sure what your girl's issue is. I get the impression she's had a hard time being herself her whole life, and since she met you it's all come to a head. Just be yourself and you can help her move past this."
"Thanks, Iris."
"I'm sorry, Wolf. If something else comes to me, I'll call."
Wolf hung up the phone. His conversation with Iris left him more confused than before. Wolf still wasn't sure what happened in the clearing, but it certainly wasn't normal.
Wolf walked up to Ella's door then halted.
Dammit, not another fucking quake. The apartment windows were rattling. The plant in the hall had dumped over, and the letters were dancing in the mailbox. I wouldn't be surprised if a sinkhole swallowed me up next. That would be an awesome end to this night.
Several thoughts came rushing at Wolf all at once. Wolf turned and looked at the parking lot and the houses across the street. Everything there was still and quiet, but not here. Iris said Ella needed to MOVE past her issue. Wolf shook his head at his luck, and the unusual woman who'd ensnared him.
Ah, Princess, is this what you've been hiding?
6 Why Don't You Stay
Ella
"You knew this was going to happen," Ella sobbed as she fled to her bedroom. "You got careless, and selfish, and you almost hurt Wolf," Ella berated herself.
Ella curled up on her bed and tried to hide, but she couldn't stop thinking about the way Wolf was propelled back, or the shocked look on his face, when she lost control.