"Quickly now, three more laps." I spoke, hands behind my back as I watched Sophie struggle to keep her pace. She was physically fit for most pups her age, but for this pack it was an entire new level. My own sweat cooled my body, a few strands slicked against my temples from the messy bun. We wore essentially the same outfit, spandex shorts and a sports bra; keep it minimal to remove possible distractions or deterrents. I glance down to the stop watch I held in my hand, thumb twitching as she approached until finally she crossed the final lap and I stopped the count. "Good. Now you increased your timeâ"
"What?! But Iâ" Her shrill shocked voice cut off after receiving a harsh look from my own narrow eyes.
"As I was saying, despite your time increasing you are progressing. Your form is getting better everyday, you breathe easier every hour, your body is adjusting to the new regimen, and you are bound to get worse before progressing completely." I smile seeing her relief from my words. "Now go shower, I'll meet you in the study after dinner."
"Thank you, Alpha." Sophie bowed her head before jogging out of the gym. She was working hard, and I was proud of her progress thus far. Not to mention she was really grasping her studies far beyond what I was expecting. I grabbed my duffle bag, pulling a washcloth and dabbed at the sweat along my brow, neck, and chest, after I pulled out my water bottle and downed a few drinks whilst walking out.
The door swinging shut behind pushed a gust of a breeze against my skin, a dusting of goosebumps following its wake. As I walked I nodded to my pack mates cordially, not really wanting to engage in true conversations just yet as I needed a shower and had to really buckle down on what was happening within the Rogue and Hunter communities. I rubbed my shoulder absentmindedly as I reached my room door, walking in a cake face to face with a half naked Zander. Blanching I gaped like a fish outta water seeing the drops of water cascade down his firm rippling body covered in tattoos that spoke of his life and his journey.
"Want a picture? I've been thinking of a few poses." His teasing voice broke my reverie as he began to strike said poses. Wrinkling my nose up in mock distaste I smack his chest and walk by.
"As if Mr. Hot Shot. I'm still not even sure I like you." An easy going grin finds its way to my face as we exchange looks before I walk into my own bathroom, still foggy from the previous shower occupant. Zander has insisted that as mates we shared a room, so I gave in as it was one of his only requests. It'd been a week and a half since we had returned to our pack, and during those days he and I had grown closer together. We had yet to consummate the mating bond as we still had had old wounds we were learning to heal with each other's help, but truly I believed we were ready for more after a week. Sure to a human it might be fast, but for wolves we were moving incredibly slow and my body ached for him every night as my mind did horrible things to it with it's imaginative tendencies.
â ï¸â ï¸ Mature Scene â ï¸â ï¸
A few minutes later I exit the bathroom, towel around my body with my wet hair hanging down my back. Zander looked up from where he was adjusting the sucks he had pulled on, stopping to take in the view that had assaulted him. Immediately the thick tension between us sparked to life, our bodies itching to make it official. Growling low in his throat he rose and stalked over to my wet form as I dug into the drawers. He dipped down, one hand pulling the wet hair to the side exposing my neck, causing a shiver to run down my spine.
"You are a little vixen." His accent growing thicker by the second, I heard the movement of him licking his lips which caused a mirror reaction on my own face. Slowly I turned to look over my shoulder where his hot heated breath danced across my skin. Licking eyes with his green orbs I felt my heart jump a beat just as he leaned in closer. Matching his movement, our lips now a breath away lightly brushed over each other in coy movements until finally, I don't know which, made the final move.
"Goddess." I breathed, against his mouth as he ran his tongue over my lips teasing me until I finally opened up a little, sucking him. I realized rather slowly that I was now up against the wall, my wrists pinned against the wall above my head with the only thing keeping my towel up was how tightly we pressed our torsos together, the back even coming loose leaving my warm skin to cold wood, a hiss punctuating the new feeling.
"God damnit." Zander growled, one hand leaving my wrists to slither down and run up the side of my bare thigh teasingly. Breath caught in my throat when his hand suddenly gripped tightly to the spot where my panties would be along my hip. He held it so eagerly I nearly felt my knees give out from the implication of what he was telling me. Using his head he tilted mine to the side, trailing kisses down the curve of my throat, flashes of tongue lathering the skin making me squirm. Similitude fought for the freedom of my hands, I yearned to explore the dips and hard planes of his muscles chest now covered in an unbuttoned black shirt, but he held fast. His own hand leaving the flesh of my hip to trail up the side of my stomach, a breathy moan left my mouth as he neared one of two round moundsâ
"Alphas?" Through the haze we heard the male voice paired with the knocking of our door, calling for us. Heaving we forced our eyes open, faces mirroring each other's wants and desires, flushed skin and all.
"Whatâ" I pause to clear the husky tone out of my voice, only making Zander's smirk to widen. "What is it?" He dipped down tongue now languishing the skin of my neck and I eagerly tilted my head to the side, arching my chest up into him, hips rolling for the need of release, all while I struggle to keep my panting breaths down and focus on the wolf outside the room.
"We have received a reply form the nearby vampire clans." His words nearly made her forget how close Zander's mouth was to her straining breast. He danced over the curves, kissing everywhere else but the tops of her aching breasts.
"Aright." Even I could hear the strain in my voice. "Put it on the desk, we will be out shortly." The last word was nearly lost to a relieved gasp as he finally released my hands to grip my waist so tightly I feared bruising yet I couldn't really say anything as almost immediately my nails are digging into his back and shoulders, beneath the shirt. We both heard him leave but made no attempt to stop.
"I want you so fucking badly, love." He punctuated his words by pressing his lower half into me. I felt him press against my lower stomach, nearly making my crumble. I could help my body's reaction to roll and rub against him to create that friction we both so desperately wanted. My own thighs rubbed together to try and find solace while his hands ran around my waist, to my lower back and finally he gripped my bare ass. Squeezing the flesh he moaned deep against my skin, the vibrations doing all sorts of things to my mind before my walked out brain to comprehend anything his mouth was back on mine. We moved like we were starving for one another, desperate to taste more and feel more of one another.
I don't know how but suddenly we were on the bed, the towel long forgotten and his shirt torn away. Looking between us and how I laid bare, I felt a blush rise to my cheeks. With trembling hands I moved them down to unbuckle his charcoal slacks, using my foot to push it the rest of the way off. He did the rest, removing it from his ankles and such, but I was no longer focused on his slack but rather what came out of it.
"Darling, I need to know, is this what you want." I felt his restraint in his voice as he pressed ginger kisses along my jaw and nibbles on my earlobe. We already discussed how I was still a virgin where as he had lost his to his first mate before she cheated on him. But laying here in this bed in this moment, all I could think about was how much I needed him.
"Claim me." I whispered finally, my words catching him by surprise. A claiming was an ancient way of declaring for a mate; whilst the scent of sex temporarily mingled with the mated pair, a claim permanently mingled their scents. Some packs thought it to be barbaric, others old traditions that had died. All I knew was that he was mine and I was his; I wanted him to claim me and I him.
"Are you sure?" He brushed the hair out of my face, eyes searching my own all while his hips and my own rocked in sync with one another the friction causing pleasurable sparks to roll through my body.
"Yes." That was all he needed as with one fluid motion his hips snapped forward, and our teeth elongated. My scream of pain mixed with pleasure was muffled as I bit down into the crook of his neck and shoulder, whilst he did the same to my own. Our wolves howled within, as our beings combined as one.
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A/N: I wasn't sure how much detail to go into lmao but anyways, rewritten but unedited ð