Chapter 38: Underwater
Maddie
"You are beautiful... moon goddess, I would never get tired of seeing you like this," he says, letting out a growl.
In no time at all he's sitting close to the bathtub, rolling up the sleeves of his spotless white shirt, taking a sponge and washing my arms, my neck, combing my wet hair and I can't say anything. I just moan and close my eyes in pleasure.
"If this were the routine from now on, until I die... I would be the happiest man on earth," he says. In no time, his hands are on my neck, down my breasts, and I let out a groan, desperately searching for his mouth.
His lips welcome me and I don't know if I want to get out of the tub or pull him in with all his clothes on. He massages my breasts, caressing my nipples with his thumbs as he kisses my neck. I have never felt so desired, that someone would be so dedicated to caress me, to make me feel good. Inevitably, I feel a delicious warmth between my legs.
"By the goddess, you are sensuality incarnate..." he groans, and his hands are under the water, caressing me. My sensitive skin is even more stimulated. He begins to bite my earlobe and whispers to me:
"Kneel here, my love..." he says, and I obey, with such speed that it is ridiculous, desperate for his touch.
I feel his hand move under the water between my legs, finding my center and beginning to caress me with his skillful damn fingers. My moans and groans echo in the bathroom, I hold onto his shoulders, soaking his clothes even more, and he doesn't seem to care.
"Like this...like this...come for me my mate...do you like having me like this...between your legs?" he murmurs. My hands go inside his shirt, longing to feel his skin, to touch his tattoos, and he growls with pleasure. When he brings me to orgasm, I scream and fall back into the tub, splashing everywhere.
He leans over and kisses me on the right side of my neck.
"I'll leave my mark there. Our uncle wants to have a special ceremony afterward, when we finally mate, and I mark you... but I'm not sure if we can wait," he confesses, and I don't know exactly what he's talking about, but right now I don't care.
I just want to kiss him, one more time. For a good while I delight in his kisses, and he continues his care cleaning me, running his hands over my breasts, my ass, my legs, taking my feet, kissing them and I feel so hot that I almost beg him to touch me again.
“Fucking hot…” he whispers.
Until it's time to get out of the water, and with a towel he dedicates himself to dry me very carefully, taking the opportunity to touch me again. I liked having them both touching me...but this quality time with Kurt alone was proving to be wonderful. Wait…what did I just say? I'm not having either of them! Get a hold of yourself Maddie!
As I walk to the bedroom in my towel, I see him going through my drawers and pulling out a set of white lace underwear.
"Would you wear this for me, mate? Tonight's special," he says, and I can't refuse. It's not the kind of clothes I would wear, it's not the most comfortable, but I have to do what they say, just for tonight. And is really tiny, panties are not covering like… anything.
"I never found my panties, you know, after..."
"After that night? I have to admit, I kept them," he replies. I don't know if it's creepy or romantic, I just smile.
Without expecting it, he stays with me, helping me put on the dress and tighten the corset. When I look in the mirror, I have an incredible small waist; my breasts look as if they could spill out of my cleavage, and with every move I make, they jiggle. I look like a princess, a sexy one.
"You look better than I imagined, even Logan will beg you to forgive him," he whispers, looking at me in the mirror.
Yeah, sure, especially Logan.
Suddenly Kurt seems nervous and takes out what looks like a necklace and puts it around my neck. It's a magnificent piece, with several diamonds and a pendant that hangs down and falls between my breasts. When I look closer, I see a violet moon.
"It belonged to our mother. I think she would be happy for you to have it. I would have loved for you to meet her, she was amazing. I bet you would be best friends" he says, getting sentimental.
My God, I never imagined having that kind of intimacy, which was different from sex. It was being vulnerable, I didn't think wolves did that. For a moment I wanted to ask him about his mother, about his family, but it was better to know less, so I would miss them less.
"Thank you, it's beautiful," I say as nicely as I can, and he caresses my bare arms.
"I'll bring you a snack, and we'll go to the party in a few hours. Everyone will mingle until the presentation time comes, okay? You don't have to be nervous, I promise you, after that you'll be able to walk around the packhouse without a problem, through the whole pack! Moonvalley will be yours, too," he says, very excited. As he leaves, I keep looking at the necklace, I definitely don't deserve it and I feel like an impostor.
I look for some low shoes, the dress is so long that nothing will show, I comb my hair into a bun, so I can run better.
Fortunately, I see that the dress has some pockets inside, and I hide a few things: a knife left over from breakfast, a small bottle of water, and a small flashlight I found hidden.
That's all I have. I'm going to stop wearing the dress and the necklace and disappear forever.
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