In The Beginning, Chapter 90

Daniel watched me slip off my dress after several reassurances that Kathy was waiting for the all clear to come and collect it, his eyes bulged at the Agent Provocateur corset and stockings I was wearing. I felt a little awkward, in my underwear, and sneakers, in the forest, was not what I had in mind when I bought it. He pulled one of his sweatshirts out of the rucksack, his eyes trailing up and down my body as he approached me.
“I am going to enjoy unwrapping this gift.” He breathed against the shell of my ear, before pulling the sweatshirt over my head. His suit jacket was dangling from a branch near my dress and cloak, as I pulled my arms through the shirt, I got to watch him peel off his fitted dress shirt. He smirked, making a show of it while undoing his belt, adding it to the growing selection of clothing. He placed his shoes and socks at the base of the tree, and slowly unbuttoned his pants, chuckling at my unashamed ogling of his body. I couldn’t wipe the look of slightly impressed, slightly terrified, and slightly excited shock from my face when his erection sprang free of his underwear. I had been so engrossed by his body, the perfection of his muscles, his broad shoulders and powerful thighs, and we hadn’t long engaged in two back-to-back... sessions. So, I was intrigued by his quick recovery. “Nothing else until we get to where we are going.” He teased before shifting into his wolf form. “Get on.” He instructed via the link, when I stood staring at him.
“No way in hell! You want me to climb on the back of your wolf? What am I going to hold onto? I’m going to get thrown off harder than a drunk mid-west sorority girl, off of bucking bronco after eight strawberry Dakari's and her insisting she knew what she was doing. It ain’t happening.” I shook my head and took a step back, folding my arms so he knew exactly how against this I was, because even in wolf form I could tell he was laughing his ass off at me.
“Just grab the scruff, c’mon, you trusted us earlier, trust us now.” He deep voice beckoned like a siren.
“What if I hurt you?” I asked quietly, He moved around me, rubbing himself against me softly, like some sort of armless hug, making me chuckle.
“You won’t hurt me, but if anything is uncomfortable, I promise to let you know.” He swore as he brushed his head across my chest affectionately, nudging and encouraging me to climb on. I slung the rucksack over my shoulders and shot him one last dubious glance.
“I trust you. I don’t trust that you will have a chance to let me know every time I need to hold on, I will fall on my face, and we will spend the rest of our night with an ice pack in between us.” I quipped as I tried to throw my leg over his huge body but failing when I realised, he was too tall for that.
“You won’t hurt me, I trust you.” He said with a chuckle as he dipped himself lower, then quickly stood so I had to flatten myself to his back to stay on him. “Bend your legs a little.” He finally instructed, remaining still so I could adjust myself and feel secure. “Good, now put your hands behind my ears.” He whispered as I got into the right position, his tone changing as my fingers moved through his fur. “To where the skin, kinda gathers- right there.” He groaned, the same way he does when I scrape my nails along his scalp.
“Are you sure this isn’t going to hurt you?” I asked, pressing myself flush with his back, my hands slipping through his fur as they moved around his neck while he grumbled and groaned, snorting and yipping that he wanted to hold me too. But loving how I felt draped over him.
“Stay like this, we will be there in ten minutes.” His voice made it sound like he was begging and ordering at the same time, as he took a few tentative steps forward then started running through the trees. I lost the ability to gauge our direction quickly as he zagged around boulders and zigged around trees. I was barely able to make anything out in the darkness of the night as we sped past, the wind stinging my cheeks and legs. We stopped at the edge of the treeline; a sheer cliff face blocked our path. Daniel lowered himself to the ground so I could climb off, and shifted back, taking my hand. He led me along the rock-face until I saw a small well-worn path, that moved upwards, hidden within the cliff. He took the rucksack off of me, slipping it on himself, then led me up the path. It didn’t take long for the cliff to open up onto a large plateau that had a fire pit burning softly, a double sized camping bedroll had been placed beside it facing the edge. The rock-face continued in a jagged outcropping that ran behind the camp, nestling it in a half-circular perimeter, leaving the rest of the plateau without a border to separate it from the ocean of bare branches below us. Daniel led me to where a blanket was laid out, close to the fire. He knelt on it, and slowly peeled the sweatshirt from my body, laying it out on a log that had been placed like a bench alongside the fire. His hands lightly brushed my legs as he admired me, baking me blush, trying to decide where to start. “When did you buy this?” He asked, as his fingers moved over the hooks of my corset, trailing down from between my breasts to the top of my panties.
“After your mother took me shopping... I wanted something special, for tonight.” I admitted breathlessly as his fingers unclipped my stockings.
“You have no idea how difficult it is to resist ripping it apart.” He groaned as his fingertips skimmed my legs, down to my ankles before he untied my sneakers, encouraging me to lean on him as he slipped them off. I was lost in his touch as he literally swept me off my feet, laying me down on the blanket. “I’m getting it all dirty.” He chuckled awkwardly as he noticed the smudges of dirt sticking to the pale fabric.
“I don’t care.” I whispered, pulling him on top of me. His stomach and thighs were still damp from running through the snowy forest, and cold, leaving goosebumps anywhere his skin brush against mine. My panties were removed between hot kisses to my thighs and stomach, and cold caresses of his hands. Between the extreme temperature differences of his skin and tongue, and the heat from the fire, and cold nip to the air, every touch felt like it was branded on my skin.
“Sweet fucking holy... Charlie!” He groaned as his cold erection filled me, while everything felt so sensitive, I think I forgot how to breathe. His fingers nimbly unhooked my corset, spreading it out like he had opened a present, his eyes and hands darting everywhere. “Nothing feels as good as you.” He whispered against my neck as his fingers entwined themselves with mine, and his hips began moving.
“I want all of you.” I moaned; raising our hands above my head, I linked both of my hands through his fingers, he pulled back as his eyes changed, and I realised his fangs had descended. “Alpha?” I cried as his thrusts became more savage, longing to reach out and assure him, but he had my hands trapped. “Alpha!” I demanded, he couldn’t resist a chance to dominate me, make my brat submit. His eyes shot to mine in warning as his body froze, then down to my lips, and further to my mate marks, I angled my neck, baring it for him, he growled softly before running his nose along the skin. I nuzzled him when he got close, rubbing my face along his gently. He released my hands, adjusting to support himself on his elbows, and his face buried in my chest. The moment my hands were released I tried pulling him back to me, until our lips met. I ran my tongue over his fangs and felt the tension leave his body. His claws grazed my skin as he held my body to him, his hips began moving again, I trembled in his arms as pleasure started to build. He growled low and loud as he pushed me closer to the edge. His mouth sucking and nipping at my breasts.
“Charlie?” He was trying to warn me he was close, but his rough cry of pleasure pushed me to my limit, I felt myself pulsate around him. Almost instantly his arms gave way, as he collapsed on top of me, stealing the air from my lungs before he was able to lift himself. “Are you... okay?” He asked, his eyes full of worry as I sucked in air greedily, I couldn’t find my voice, so I nodded and stroked his face as I tried to catch my breath. He turned away from me, sat up looking at the fire. “I keep doing this wrong.” He muttered, reprimanding himself. I sat up next to him, but he wouldn’t look at me, so a crawled behind him, wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing my body against his broad back.
“Tonight, has been perfect.” I whispered, then brushed my lips over his mark.
“It wasn’t supposed to be...” He sighed trailing off.
“Wasn’t what?” I asked, kissing his neck and shoulders, as my hands slipped down his back, and around to his chest.
“It wasn’t supposed to be about sex. I wanted to make it romantic and show you how much I care about you, not how... attracted to you I am.” He confessed, and I could feel his frustration, anger and disappointment in himself. I crawled around him until I was sat in his lap, my legs and arms wrapped around him.
“Every time you kiss me, hold me, protect me, even when we are intimate, I feel how much you love me... don’t you feel it from me?” He gave me an incredulous look, like he couldn’t understand how I could doubt something like that.
“That’s not what I meant.” He eventually replied, his hands finally moving around my body.
“So, show me.” I shrugged, I tried to interpret his expression, but his emotions were clouded behind his anger, making them hard to understand. He silently pressed his forehead to mine, closing his eyes, and frowning, while I was at a loss. “Daniel? Please talk to me?” I begged, not liking the anger I could feel, or the expression on his face. He buried his face in the crook of my neck and pulled me closer, I was about to ask him again to talk to me, when his wolf sent something through the link. Two images, both of me, and in both I was terrified, it was written all over my face. I tried to remember when they were, but there wasn’t much but my face in either, then he showed me a snapshot of a memory, the first time I saw him half turned, when he attacked Ben. I sighed, partly in understanding, partly in frustration he still had fears over this. “Look at me.” I ordered, in my no-nonsense voice, I felt him smile against my shoulder, and his mood lift slightly. “Now!” I growled, forcing him to lift his head and eyebrow. “I don’t care if your fangs come out, I don’t care about the claws, I will be pissed if you try fully turning on me while we’re...” Okay I ran out of steam under his cocky smile and the way his hands were moving over my skin.
“I know how hard you’re trying, to trust my wolf again, and I’m... I just... I don’t want to force him onto you, and it’s hard not to feel like that when-” I interrupted him by placing my lips on his and pulling him closer.
“You didn’t force, I asked to be with all of you, he is part of you, and I love all of you, I want all of you. The only thing I can’t get past is...” I couldn’t even say it.
“I know, we don’t blame you, we know it’s a lot.” He replied kissing me softly.
“It doesn’t mean I don’t love all of you.” I begged him to understand, it wasn’t just an uncomfortable subject, it didn’t feel right.
“I know, we both do... We should get cleaned up; I got you all dirty.” He suggested, and I frowned in confusion.