73- A Wolf’s Desire - part 1
Third Person
Awaking the next morning, Isabella was a little more reluctant to wake from her peaceful slumber. Her body, although energized by last night's “uneventful” twist, still couldn’t find the ability to move like she wanted to. Her eyes carefully scanning the room only to see that her crumpled up sheets had been taken from the room, but when she could not say.
Groaning, she finally finds the courage to get out of bed, her limbs shaky as she decides to head for the bathroom to freshen up. The sound of a nice warm bath with lush bubbles from one of her many, many bath bombs suddenly sounded very delightful to her. Her body feeling kind of funny even after she went about filling the tub with water and bubbles.
Shedding her clothes, she moves to step in with a moan, the water helping with her taut muscles even as she moves to relax them. A sigh rising as she did.
A few short minutes later which was probably a good 45 minutes to an hour of just relaxing in a tub does Isabella finally move to emerge. Grabbing a towel to dry herself off she moves to pad over in the direction of her closet and to where all of her clothes sat at her disposal.
Glancing at what she owned, Isabella attempts to refrain herself from pulling out her go to articles of clothing which always ends up being leggings and a lightweight sweater of some kind, the need to feel comfortable opposed to fashionable more of a priority than most. Yet for some reason unbeknownst to her the items that once brought her comfort and joy now took a shift in change and the need to suddenly look pretty took its place, a shiver now coursing through her veins at the thought.
Scanning over her clothes yet again, Isabella eventually settles on a cute little dress that was uniquely designed in pink and white lace. The dress designed with the ideal of a corset top giving whoever it was that wore it a sense of calmness at not needing to have a bra. Happy with her choice, she quickly takes the dress before deciding to pair it with a pair of really cute panties, the panties lace as well.
Slipping on the dress, Isabella can’t help but give a tiny twirl in delight. The dress coming just slightly above the knee before flaring at the waist. Deciding that a pair of cute white ballet flats were in order she moves to slide them on before spinning yet again, happy that her dress made her feel cute before gazing at the mirror once more.
Her eyes now studying her hair. Her hair currently a hot mess from being wet, Isabella quickly moves to tame it. Pulling her hair into a high top ponytail. Satisfied, she moves to spot her eyes, opting only for mascara for the eyes and some pink tinted lip gloss, she can’t help but giggle at her appearance, that is until her maid eventually arrives, bearing a tray full of food, her belly now grumbling at being hungry as she moves to investigate the awaiting tray only to spot the tray filled with eggs, bacon, pancakes and a variety of fruit.
Licking her lips, she moves to settle herself down next to the tray of delicious food before picking up her fork and knife and moving to enjoy her breakfast in peaceful bliss.
45 minutes later and a belly full of food, it doesn’t take Isabella long before she begins to get bored of just sitting within her room. Her body itching for something to keep her mind busy, she decides on reading one of her many books, a book known as *Our Luna, Our Mate*. A spicy romance dealing with wolves. Werewolves to be more precise before diving into their pages for company.
*“Mmm, that’s it baby, moan for us” whispers Eros, loving the way Athena reacted to their touch even when Ares moved to bite her bottom lip gently with his teeth.*
*“Goddess…” gasps Athena, her body tingling just from their touch alone.*
*“Beautiful Love” purrs Ares, a finger moving to caress her chest. Eros moving to cup one of her breasts.*
*“Absolutely beautiful” whispers Eros as he moves to kiss her shoulder. Ares now leaning forward to take a nipple into his mouth before lightly sucking on the tender nub, Eros moving to pinch the other making her arch her body against them as they did.*
*“Heavens” gasps Athena, her wolf Artemis purring in delight as their mates touched them. Each chuckling as Ares gently bites the nub of her nipple, his hand toying with her thigh as her core tingled. Ares continuing to explore while Eros continued to caress her sides, his mouth nipping at her shoulder and baseline of her neck, his nose looking for that spot that they would soon mark when ready.*
Engrossed with her book, Isabella can’t help but feel her lower belly quiver. Her nipples beginning to tingle at the thought of being played with by her future husbands even as she began to shift uncomfortably within her seat. Her mind now remembering her vivid dream that she had of her and Alex causing heat to suddenly stir deep between her legs.
“GAMO (FUCK)”
Slamming her book suddenly closed, Isabella can’t help but feel the need to move, an urge to burn off some of this pent up need that began to rise, a need that was slowly driving her crazy as she moves to tuck the book carefully beneath her arm before standing. Her feet now leading her over towards her bedroom door before knocking.
The door slowly opening to reveal Garth and Hunter, both who were currently standing on the other side of her bedroom like always.
“I’d like to go for a walk… Please… If only for a split second to stretch my legs?”
Sharing a knowing look with one another, Garth attempts to call for one of his bosses only for Grant to appear suddenly from his room, his green eyes spotting Isabella’s head from her doorway as he did. Deciding to see what was wrong as he moves to approach them.
“Something the matter?” asks Grant, his face neutral of any kind of emotion, a complete opposite of yesterday’s fun.
“I was hoping to go for a walk? I’m feeling rather, um, claustrophobic if you will, and I really need a change in scenery” answers Isabella before Garth or Hunter could.
“Hmmm” hums Grant. “Well, I was just about to go and visit Lucus over within his main office downstairs if you would like to join us? Even if it’s only for a little bit?”
Resisting the urge to smile does Isabella move to answer back, “Yes. Yes Please.”
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