CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Aaron looked at his beautiful mate, her flesh flushed due to the heat, was now coloured up even more by the emotions she was dealing with. "I can't believe you loved me Kate. My angel kissed, fiery girl, loved me? Even when you were telling me off and daring me to be a better man, you loved me."
He removed his own clothes slowly and continued to look at her as she now touched her own breasts. Her need escalating again. "You've been my girl for so long baby, I can't wait to make you mine again. You're so fucking beautiful. When you walked into the bar and kissed me I barely had time to register what was happening but I instantly saw my beautiful girl had become a stunning woman."
"Aaron. Don't say stuff like that. Just be honest with me. Always be honest with me."
"Baby, I'll give you honest. I once said your hair was like autumn leaves. I lied. It is nothing like autumn leaves. I tried to paint you numerous times and I can get the colour of leaves easily, but your hair, I have never been able to capture the depth and the warmth of every shade. The darkest has all that depth and shine, like mum's sangria rich dark red. The bulk is a glossy mix of too many shades to count, from hints of red maple leaf to burnt sienna. Then there are those sexy strawberry blonde glimpses that if I hadn't seen them develop naturally over the years, I would swear were the work of an expensive salon. Baby I get hot just looking at, fuck thinking about, your hair. That was before I ever saw it mussed up from loving you in the morning, or woke to it across my pillow. Or fuck, felt it brushing against my skin as you had your way with me."
He lowered himself over her and took her head between his hands. Burrowing his fingers into her hair. He felt her arch slightly under him, seeking his presence, his touch, with her whole body. He held himself back slightly and kissed the end of her nose.
"Your freckles, fuck they make me want you naked all the time. I know when you were seventeen you had exactly eleven on your face, and two on your right ear. I wanted to kiss every single one of them when you turned eighteen and I noticed you had gained number twelve by then. By the time you turned nineteen I had begun fantasising about counting them, not just your face but all over. I confess I wondered how many you had across your breasts most."
Aaron kissed along her throat and down to her left breast. He placed a kiss on each of the four freckles he found. "Four."
Then he lifted her breast slightly and kissed the one peeking out from the crease where her breast met her torso. "Make that five."
"Fuck Aaron. Count another day."
"Baby, you wouldn't want a weak biddable mate now would you?" He moved to the other breast and repeated the slow tease of kissing each one before drawing her nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. "Seven."
"I don't want to die waiting either."
"Katie, I promise neither of us are dying anytime tonight. I have plans for us."
"Fuck me. Please just fuck me."
"Oh dear I can see why Luc gets all Dom with Gem, you girls need to know you aren't always in control. More so now you all have it all worked out everywhere else, and us guys are all wrapped around our mate's fingers. The only place left for us to prove ourselves, to take the lead with our women, is the bedroom."
"I don't want or need a Dom. I'm not into the whole dungeons and whips thing."
"I can see your wolf rising baby. You do know it isn't all dungeons and whips don't you? I think you'd love me to tease and tempt you for hours while silk binds you to our bed. I think you want a man who can read your body and make it ache and beg in ways you never have. I know your wolf wants me to prove myself in this form as much as she needs me to in my wolf form. She will run fully expecting me to catch her and make her submit to me, before I mount her. Fucking her until I am spent. My knot tying her to me as I fill her."
"Yes. Fuck yes. We should run. We should run together and you should fuck me, deep and hard and fill me."
"Oh dear baby, looks like your wolf may be trying to take control. I can't have that now, can I?"
"Aaron, I'm okay. I've still got control." Kate tried to pull the wolf back. "Fuck me, she just needs, we just need, to feel our mate."
Aaron stood shaking his head and walked to the set of drawers. "Grab hold of the headboard baby, I'm going to have to tie you up. I'm not rushing this. I'm not just going to fuck you and then leave. I'm going to love you. I'm going to love you until your wolf can't even get motivated to try to tempt me."
"Shit."
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Kate held tight to the horizontal bar of the headboard as Aaron wound the rope around her wrists and then around the bar. "Rope? Won't it rub me raw?"
"Not this stuff. Luc would never have anything less than top quality supplies. Luc is the scout of bondage, always prepared."
"I really don't like pain or um that humiliation crap."
"Good, neither do I."
"Have you had that before, the D/s thing? Is it part of you?"
"Relax, I can feel you tensing up. No, we've all spent time at the club of course, but only Luc needs that. I'm just your average male wolf, with dominant tendencies, a controlling nature and occasionally I'm just a big puppy that wants to play."
"Okay."
"We will however have to work on that. I want everything we do together to be much better than 'okay'. Now it may just be the heat but I'm fairly certain you just released some delicious smelling juices as I finished tying you up. I think you may be a bit passed 'okay' baby."
Aaron spread Katie's legs, "Definitely too wet to just be the heat baby. Do I need to spread you and tie your legs too? Or do you think you can hold them open and tell me how you really feel?"
"I can keep them open. I mean it, I'm not going to start calling you Sir and following every order. I'm not suddenly going to become your submissive pet."
"Of course not, it isn't who you are. You will however tell me the truth, how are you feeling?"
"Wet. Hot. Fucking horny. I'm in heat. What would you expect me to be feeling?"
"Honey you've been wet, hot and horny since before you were locked in here. How do you feel tied to the bed and baring yourself to me baby? How do you feel lying there knowing I can do anything I want with you, to you?"
"Fuck. It hurts alright? It hurts to want you this much, this badly and not be able to take what I need. It hurts to watch you so close but not pull you against me, not be able to touch you, cling to you. You want to know how I feel, really feel? I am more turned on than I have ever been. Yeah the heat is a factor but it is more. The way you talk about me, the way you're fucking looking at me right now, I've never felt this before. Being tied up, it is exciting me, more than I ever imagined. But it isn't just the physical thing, of not being in control, of being at your disposal. It's the mental thing of not knowing what you'll do or when, the emotional thing of having to trust you completely. I do Aaron, I trust you to not hurt me. I trust you to give me the pleasure you've promised and to release me when you are done. I would never have allowed that with anyone else. I'm wetter, hotter, hornier because of you, these ropes, this moment with us, the way I feel about you. I love you Aaron more than I can ever explain and I want you, need you the same way."
"You have me. You have me." Aaron lowered himself till he lay against her body and then slowly moved down her length, rubbing himself along her skin as he moved to where he wanted to begin. "I'm not going to be able to find all the freckles here until I do a thorough clean up."
"You want me to have a Brazilian?"
"No way. I love this little patch of fire right above this soft, wet pink opening. I love the trimmed frame of darker red highlighting either side too."
