I See You

Soren

When she gets back from the club, she goes to take a shower.

Alone in her room, I try to just take a few minutes to breathe her scent in.

But my wish is denied far too quickly when the water turns off and she makes her way back into her room less than a second after I step out the window.

She looks different in this moment, determined—like she finally figured something out, and the plan in her head is so foolproof that an error isn’t even a possibility.

When she moves her bed in front of the window, confusion washes over me. But my question is answered pretty fucking quickly when I watch her sprawl her sexy ass naked body out.

I’m honestly taken so off guard that I can’t stop the loud groan that rips its way out of me at the sight of her, completely bare and spread open for me. Then when she touches herself I fucking lose it!

With every little rub of her clit I can’t help the harsh breaths and low groans that leave me or the need to touch her that shoots through me from my head, down to my already swollen cock.

My mouth is watering and my fangs are elongating. My whole body is begging me to take a step, my wolf demanding to take what’s ours! But I can’t!

Rubbing her pussy against her fingers like I wish she would my face! Her head is tilted back against her shoulders and her pussy glistens against the digits.

Making me wish it was my tongue between her thighs and not her fucking hand!

It’s erotic as all fucking hell! Just like everything she does. Even her name is erotic in my mind: ~Zayla~.

Her arousal is so strongly blanketed around me that I’m almost drowning in it, and fuck, what a way to go out! Not being able to hold off any longer, I pop the button on my jeans.

Relieving the pressure on my painfully swollen cock.

At its first sign of freedom the poor thing points right at her, begging and pleading to touch her, to replace those fucking fingers that are living out my body’s biggest fantasy.

Ripping open a condom, I put it on quickly and began to fuck my fist in the same quick movements she was rubbing her clit.

Her loud moans, and soft cries of pleasure spur me on until I’m right on the cusp with her.

With one final rub of her fingers, and one final tug from me, we cum together as she moans out a choked scream of my name. “Ohhh, Soren!”

My need to touch her is so painful that I almost give in when she cums, and fuck me if it isn’t the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen!

Her head is thrown back, her body arched up and her limbs shake in ecstasy. When her finger collects some of her cum and pops it into her mouth, I can’t help but cry out at the sight of her.

Before I know what I’m doing, I’ve moved to stand at the end of her bed.

When she looks up at me, I know my eyes must be visible again. There’s no way I could possibly keep hidden after a show like that.

She makes eye contact with me, and the little cocky smirk that plays across her face drives me insane.

She spread her legs for me, and I have to bite my lip to stifle a groan when I get my closest look yet at her pussy, crafted by the Goddess just for me.

“Come here, baby,” she groans, her voice dripping with sex.

I know I should run. I know I should leave right this second. But I give in to my wolf at that moment.

“Your wish is my command,” I growl and slide onto the bed, careful to keep myself invisible to her as I feel the warmth of her body around me.

Zayla

My wolf is running circles around my head.

~Our mate is here. He’s in bed with us. ~

I feel the mattress shift as he moves up my body, crawling over me.

He’s careful to stay invisible, and he never touches me, but I still feel an electric jolt when his invisible hands touch the mattress inches away from me.

I could reach out and touch him. I want to. I want to feel him again.

And then I see his eyes staring down at me. His face is right above mine.

“You’re driving me crazy, my little Lux,” he says, and I detect a note of real pain in his voice.

“Show yourself to me. Please,” I say, my need and desire mixing in a desperate cocktail of pain and pleasure as I stare into his eyes. Then, they flicker into darkness.

For a moment, there’s silence. I wonder if he’s gone.

But then I feel his lips on mine.

Smooth yet firm, he presses his lips into me, and when I open my mouth to let out a soft moan, his tongue presses into my mouth.

Even though I can’t see him, I yearn to feel him.

My arms reach up across his invisible, muscular back, pulling his body down towards mine.

His massive hands grip the sides of my face as he kisses me with a ferocious passion, and I feel the pressure of his muscular body pressing into mine.

It’s beyond lust, romance, or desire. It’s pure, carnal, visceral.

Our bodies are fused together, and it doesn’t matter that I can’t see him. Because I know him.

After what seems like a tiny infinity, our lips break apart, and I open my eyes and gasp.

Because I’m not staring at two floating eyes.

No, I’m gazing into a face.

And it’s the most beautiful face I’ve ever seen.