Thanks so much for the feedback on my last submission! For this chapter, the POV will be Brodwyn's. Next chapters will be Xena's, where you'll get better descriptions of the characters. Keep in mind, until after Xena's point of view, the story is being told 2 months in the past from the beginning paragraph of the last story, which is about the ending of February/ beginning of March. Please bear with me, as I write and edit my own story; there may be mistakes. Feel free to leave feedback in the comments. Enjoy!
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Brodwyn--
How? How could I have not known? For three years? How is this possible? I ponder this in my mind a hundred times, trying to distract myself from the throb between my legs. I have been in the same bed with this woman for three years and never has my wolf been so... frantic. Never has he demanded to dominate someone, to claim someone. It seems like I will have to go on that vacation.
I couldn't help myself as my wolf had an influence on my actions. Still separated between the covers, I cuddled Xena closer to me, growling low in my chest feeling her soft bottom on my groin. I nuzzle her neck and deeply breathe in the intoxicating smell of my mate. Strawberry vanilla crème. I groan. I've smelled strawberry vanilla crème perfumes and desserts, but in comparison, they all were dull. The smell on her was so nurturing, comforting, peaceful, yet compelling, exciting...arousing, I groan again knowing it's going to be a long night. I think about going to the room she said I could have if I decided to leave when she fell asleep. I'll have to or I'll damn near molest her while she sleeps.
I lay in the middle of the custom king sized bed, alone in the spare room. Being as large as I am at 6'5" and 260lbs of pure muscle, I had a bed customized, to fit both my weight and height. I think about my mate alone in the other room and it's tearing me apart to not be there. I feel my wolf also restless at the thought. I'm amazed at how active he is right now. He hasn't done much in years. Sudden realization hits me like a train. "I may shift on a full moon again," I say to no one in particular. After becoming a lone wolf, I all but gave up. I thought it impossible to not shift on a full moon, but after a year alone, my wolf recessed into the back of my being and I didn't have much connection. I only utilized the ability of being a wolf: heightened senses, fast healing, nonhuman strength. But now my wolf out of nowhere had sprung to life. He was ready to run again and we were approaching a full moon. I'll have to take that vacation. I just found my mate and now have to part from her, but in the case I do shift, it's for the greater good. 'Luna you truly are cruel.' I think before drifting to sleep.
I dream of me and Xena, in her living room. We just finished all our plans for the day and since it was still early, we decide to have lunch back in the comfort of her home. She's an excellent cook. She made Rueben's with chips, raspberry tea and lemon bars. The bread, horseradish and sauerkraut for the Reuben's were homemade. Being a favorite of hers, she had these made in advance for whenever she felt she had a taste for the classic deli sandwich. The chips were homemade as well, a buttery garlic, for the same reason along with the tea. The lemon bars didn't take more than an hour and a half to cook and was made as I set the food in the living room and turned on a movie. She usually went for rom com's or Law and Order(SVU), so I decided Penelope.
She enters, announcing the dessert is done and brings it out. Usually they'd be cold since they are more of a summer snack, but warm is okay as well. She sits them down on the coffee table I moved to the side with the rest of the food. She takes a seat beside me on the floor.
We eat and talk about plans for the next week while watching the cheesy film. She asks about if we should do anything for the holiday, which is unusual.
"I'd like to do something nice...special for you, Brodwyn. You've been an exceptional bodyguard these last few years and I'd really like to thank you," she says to me. I don't have a chance to respond as she leans in and pushes up to kiss me gently on the lips. She goes to pull away, but my wolf won't have it and I hold her close, deepening the kiss. Soon, I'm exploring every part of her mouth and it tastes like the lemon bars we just had along with her natural sweetness.
She moans and that sets off a new flame in me. I push her onto her back, moving from her lips to her neck. She turns her head to the side so I can have easier access, not aware that she submitted to me and my wolf. I'm so hard that I feel my dick is going to break off with one wrong move.
"Damn, I can't wait anymore Xena," I say to her, nuzzling still while placing my hand at the bottom of her torso covered by the deep red, loose fit sweater to caress a path to her breast.
"Then don't," she tells me grabbing my face to kiss me again quickly before lifting her sweater off her body. She unclamps her newly revealed lacey dark green bra. Festive, I think. The entire movement causes her front to gently rub my groin. I see the surprised look on her face from feeling my extremely apparent arousal through my khaki colored slacks, being she never had the chance to look down at it.
I don't know how I manage not to cum after this. Between her soft, accidental grinding and her openly exposing herself without hesitation, my wolf is ready to claim immediately. I slowly massage and knead her breast pulling at the bar in the nipples occasionally, alternating with one hand as my other finishes undressing her, slipping to undo the button on her light wash skinny jeans.
"You're pierced here. I didn't know that."
"There's a lot you don't know about me," she informs me, the last part coming as a moan as I'm cupping her sex, which I feel is lightly dusted with hair and becoming heavily moist with arousal. I pull my hand from her suddenly, rewarded with a whimper, to taste her and I shudder.
