Shower

As we walked down the hallway to my room, I could feel the tension building between us. I kept stealing glances at him from the conner of my eye. The smile plastered across his face told me I wasn’t fooling him one bit. Our hand intertwined as we approached my door, “thank you for walking me to my room.” I said to him as he looked at me like I am his next meal. His forest green eyes held me in place while I searched for the words to say next.

His hands sent shivers down my arm as he ran them down my arm. “Why do we get all cleaned up?” He breath out giving me a light kiss. My skin felt alive under his touch even if I’m not.

He pulled on my hand yanking me into the room next to mine, it had been so long I had forgotten his was right next to my own. The soft click of the door was like an alarm for Deaken he was on me in seconds. His warm lips peppered my skin as his hands roomed over my body.

I looked around his room for the first time. The room was spacious, with high vaulted ceilings supported by thick wooden beams. The walls were adorned with tapestries depicting battles of old, their vibrant threads telling stories of valor and victory. A large, four-poster bed dominated the center of the room, draped with heavy furs and fine linens, a testament to the comfort he was afforded despite his martial lifestyle.

An imposing stone fireplace stood against one wall, the mantel above it lined with an array of curious artifacts collected from his travels—enchanted stones, rare vials of potion, and the occasional mystical trinket. The hearth’s warm glow cast dancing shadows across the room, lending a sense of coziness to the otherwise austere space.

Beside the window, a sturdy oak desk was cluttered with maps and scrolls, the tools of strategy and planning. Over it hung a rack of various weapons, each with its own tale, from the sword he had wielded in his first duel to the bow he had used to save a village from marauders.

The room was not without its touches of whimsy, however. A small shelf held a collection of carved wooden figures, a hobby that few knew Deaken indulged in. It was these little personal touches that made the room not just a warrior’s quarters, but a home.

The light nip at my skin pulled my eyes back to the man in front of me. Nekio growled out at me biting down a little harder than before. I couldn't help but yelp out of surprise. “Deaken, I thought we were supposed to be getting clean.” I moaned out, “not getting dirtier.” I teased.

He pulled me towards the bathroom with a chuckle of his own. “Don’t worry I'll make sure your nice and clean in a moment.”

He turned the water on before turning to me, he pushed me up against the counter. His kisses danced on my lips as his hands found the edge of my shirt. It was ripped over my head in the blink of an eye.

His moments paused as he took in my chest, “my god.” He huffed out, “you are so beautiful.”

“Thank you,” I said taking his shirt off in return. Seeing him like this made me think of our night under the moon. He was just as gorgeous then as he is now. I bit my lip while running my hands over his hard body. I wanted to never forget every valley and peak of his stomach. I unbuttoned his pants dipping my fingers below his belt. I gasped in surprised when I realized how large his cock was.

Deaken’s head fell back, “Fuck that feels so good.” He moaned out, his hands found their own mark and lifted me up onto the counter. He undid my pants yanking them down my legs. Deaken's tongue licked its way up my inner thigh, and it was my turn to become a moaning puddle in his hands.

He pulled my panties off as he sucked in a sharp breath. He shook off his pants and underwear before lifting me up. He held me tight against his chest as he licked and sucked on my neck. He walked me into the shower pushing me against the wall. Both his hands grabbed and squeezed my ass. I couldn’t stop the sounds that left my mouth, the hot water rushed over us.

His hard cock pulsed under my grasp as my hand pumped, I wasn’t sure that monster was going to fit inside me. He placed his head in the crock of my neck as he moaned in my ear. “If you keep doing that I am going to cum before I every get inside you.” He bit down on my shoulder again, “Caroline. I need to mark you.” He nipped at my ear, “I can barely keep Nekio under control.” The growl that followed only proved his point.

I nod my head franticly, “yes.” I moaned out loud, “please mark me Deaken!” I yelled out under the water.

At that moment he lined his cock up with me, he plunged inside me at the exact moment he bit down on my shoulder. There was a small amount of pain but there was a rush of I felt with it. He held on to my shoulder with his teeth as he moved inside of me. I gasped in his hold; he didn’t make love to me the way Damon did. No, he fucked me. Hard and fast like a caged animal that just got loose.

I trashed is his hold gasping for air as we got lost in each other in the shower. I could feel his claws digging into my flesh as his hair grew longer. He was half transformed and his voice came out gruff, “Mine.” He roared out in a mix of Deaken and Nekio’s voices, finally letting go of my shoulder. The blood that ran down my shoulder mixed with the water as his cock grew larger. I could feel every part of it. I gasped in shock as it swelled, and he was no longer able to move. He threw his head back and howled as we came together.

He placed his head on my shoulder licking the wound he created. “I am sorry,” he breathed out. “I lost control for a moment.”

I shook my head, “never apologize for that.” I kissed him telling him more than my words ever could. “I love you,” I finally said.

“I love you too.” He kissed me back nipping at my lip.

“Uh... Deaken,” I said breaking our kiss. “How long will your...” I looked down between us.

“He let out a small laugh, “ah just give it a few minutes. It’s called a knot, and it will let go of you in a moment.” True to his word he slipped out of me after a few more minutes. “It's a wolf thing, it only happens with your mate.”

We finished our shower, and he dragged me to his bed. Just when I thought we had finished he would drag me right back into the comfort of his bed.