A Night of Reckoning
We spent the entire day in Nyte's room. Even at dinner time, food was delivered to his door by Madilyn. I realized she was the only wolf besides his Alpha who seemed to trust him completely. Maybe it was because she hadn’t balked at the idea of me as his Luna, even though I wasn’t really his mate. This left me wondering why he would give up his future like he did for me.
I looked away from the TV on the wall across from his bed and the tray of food still on the mattress in front of me as he laughed at the underlying joke of the sitcom we were watching. My eyes trailed along his profile—the subtle curve of his nose, his strong chin, and jawline. I couldn’t imagine the kind of woman the fates would deem acceptable to be his mate; a part of me felt a pang of jealousy at the thought that it wouldn’t be me. Not for real, at least.
“Would you like to take a picture?” Nyte asked, jolting me from my thoughts.
“What?”
He turned his head to look at me, smirking as he did. “You were staring pretty hard at me. I figured if you took a picture, it might last a little longer.”
I scoffed, rolling my eyes to hide my embarrassment at being caught. “I was just wondering why you would give up your future to help me. I know I came to you and practically begged for your help, but that didn’t mean you had to blow up your entire life over it. I would have come up with another plan had you said no.”
Nyte shrugged, seeming completely unbothered. “My life is no different than it was yesterday afternoon. I didn’t ask to be the next in line for Alpha. I never really wanted the position. So, as far as I’m concerned, nothing about my life is destroyed or ruined by helping you.” He smiled, the look genuine, even sweet. “I would have helped you regardless; you are more important to me than you realize.”
“Why? Because my brother is your best friend?” I chuckled, trying to mask how much I loved hearing him say I was important.
Nyte didn’t answer; he only shrugged and returned to watching his show while finishing the rest of his dinner. When bedtime rolled around, he collected our trays and set them outside the door to be cleared away while I went to the bathroom to get ready for bed.
I found my toothbrush in the toiletry bag Mom had sent with me, as well as my face wash and creams. I was already in my pajamas; after I realized Nyte planned to keep me in the room all day, I didn’t see a need to remain in my day clothes. I preferred to be comfortable. In the other room, I could hear him opening and closing his drawers, getting himself ready for bed while I finished up in the bathroom.
When I came out, he walked past me in nothing but his boxer briefs, my traitorous eyes zeroing in on the front. My face heated with a blush as I all but ran back to the bed, diving beneath the covers and pulling the sheet over my head.
I heard him return from the bathroom. I felt the mattress dip and the soft touch of air against my skin as he crawled into bed behind me. My heart raced, making the blush in my cheeks deepen, knowing he could hear it.
Damn him and his werewolf senses!
I focused on calming my heart, trying to figure out why I was acting so crazy right now. It wasn’t just my heart racing; I could feel other parts of my body reacting to his proximity while picturing the lines and dips of muscle along his naked chest. The deep V leading into his boxer briefs, where a perfect bulge was cradled, left nothing to the imagination.
The skin on my neck where Nyte had bitten me tingled as thoughts of what he was hiding beneath his boxers crossed my mind. I gingerly touched the spot, contemplating what the mark meant. It was something every wolf pairing had, even if they weren’t fated mates. It was akin to a marriage, I supposed. And married people were allowed to do things. Certain things that I very much wanted to do with Nyte. I had wanted to for a long time, but I had never acted on those desires. Now, those impulsive thoughts came in stronger, hard to ignore with him so close and my body reacting so strongly.
Would it really be so bad to take advantage of this arrangement? The worst he could do was tell me no. I was a big girl; I could handle being told no. I only had to try.
Rolling over, I pulled the sheet from over my head, finding Nyte facing me, his eyes opening as he sensed my movement.
“I’m not getting out of my own bed, Paige,” he said, amusement dancing in his voice.
“That’s okay,” I breathed, scooting closer to him, watching his body language as I did. There was no sign of him pulling away, his brows drawing together curiously. “I wasn’t going to ask you to.”
I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his, my hand resting on his bare chest. I barely had time to enjoy the feel of his skin or the press of our lips before he took control. A gasp opened my mouth to him, his tongue stroking against mine. My back pressed down on the mattress as he positioned his body over mine, his hands cupping my face.
“You shouldn’t have done that, Little Darling,” he growled against my mouth, his hand moving to my throat, applying just enough pressure for me to feel him hold my life in his hands.
I lifted my chin, allowing him more of my neck to grab onto, a small pleading whimper escaping my lips.
“Haven’t you learned by now that I do what I want? Not what I should?”
I felt him smile at my response, his teeth pulling at my bottom lip. “Do you know what you’ve gotten yourself into?”
I wrapped my arms around his neck, arching my back into him. “I’m fully aware.”
His hands lifted my shirt, fingers tracing the curve of my waist before reaching my breast and cupping it. I moaned against his mouth as he pinched my hardened nipple, a mixture of pain and pleasure sending sparks of electricity to my core.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he whispered, his hand moving to give my other breast the same treatment.
My stomach fluttered at the thought that he had been feeling the same desires. I wanted to know how long he had wanted me. Was it as long as I had wanted him? He pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it somewhere in the darkness. His lips and tongue left a trail of liquid fire as he kissed, bit, and licked his way down my neck. My back arched deeper against him, moan after moan urging him on.
“More,” I groaned, his mouth rolling over my nipple while his hand massaged the other. “I feel like I’m on fire, Nyte.”
He rose from me, gripping the waistband of my pajama shorts and lifting my legs in the air as he pulled them off. My thighs instinctively closed at the feel of cold air against my sex. I felt utterly exposed in a way I had never been before. His hands pulled them apart with a deep growl, his eyes glowing as the wolf inside him pushed to the surface.
I should have been terrified at that moment, seeing the predator staring back at me like I was his next meal. Instead, I felt even more excited. I allowed my legs to part for him, his shoulders pushing them farther apart as he nestled his head between my thighs.
A yelp burst from my lips as his tongue ran along my opening, circling around my clit and sending waves of pleasure straight to my core. My hips bucked against him, my body craving something I had never experienced before. It was something I couldn’t quite put into words, but from the way Nyte held me in place, his fingers joining his tongue in wringing pleasure from every nerve in my body, I knew he understood exactly what I needed.
“Nyte,” I cried out as his middle finger slid inside me.
“Shhh,” he hushed me, the digit moving in circles against my inner wall. “Just relax. I got you.”
I bit my lip to stifle a whimper, my hands covering my face as I writhed beneath his touch. I could feel something building within me with every lap and flick of his tongue, and as another finger joined the first inside me, I felt my entire body rock. My hands flung out to my sides, gripping the bed sheet.
I felt the snap of something inside me as my body tightened around Nyte. Even my thighs clenched around his head, holding him in place as waves of the most intense pleasure washed over me.
I wasn’t a moron; I knew what an orgasm was. It wasn’t my first, but it was the best. I laid back against the pillows, panting as I thought over all the times in the past I had touched myself. Every orgasm I brought on alone in my room had never come close to what Nyte made me feel, and something told me that this was nothing compared to what was still to come.
“Come here.” The sound of his command nearly sent me spiraling back into the whirlwind of pleasure, my body barely able to move as I struggled to sit up. He had removed his boxer briefs already and was now sitting at full mast, leaning against the footboard of his bed. “Put a knee on each side of my hips.”
I did as he instructed, gasping as the head of his shaft pressed against me.
“Hold onto the board behind me,” he said, resting his hands on my hips as he looked up at me. I followed his directions, my fingers curling around the wooden footboard. “Don’t clench.”
Slowly, he pressed down on my hips, forcing me to sit on his cock as the head began to push inside me. I bit my lip, fingers digging into the wood as I gripped it harder. I could feel my body pressing against him, not used to anything so significant entering me.
“Don’t clench, little darling,” Nyte reminded me, lifting his hips while inching me lower onto him.
I took a deep breath, nodding as I fought to relax. He watched me breathe in and out, each exhale pushing him deeper inside me. On the fourth breath, he jerked me down, covering my mouth with his and swallowing the cry that ripped up my throat.
“Shhh,” he muttered. He moved his mouth, kissing my cheeks while holding me in place, my body filling so full of him. “It’s okay, just relax.”
He continued to soothe me, kissing my cheek and jaw. I felt a wetness on my cheek as his hand reached up to swipe away the tear I hadn’t realized was there.
Slowly, he began to rock his hips beneath me, his hand cupping my breast and rolling my nipple between his thumb and finger. “That’s a good girl, Paige. You look so beautiful.”
I moaned at the feel of his hands on me, my heart fluttering at his words. The combination of the two helped shift my focus from pain to pleasure, my body becoming accustomed to his presence inside me. My hips began to join his pace as his hands guided me up and down along him. My head fell back with a moan, my hands still gripping the footboard.
I could feel the pressure building inside me again. Something shifted within me, my soul lifting out of my body and looking down at us on the bed. I watched myself rock my hips back and forth, his hands lifting and guiding me up and down. My head fell back with another moan, my back arching to take him deeper inside.
“Nyte,” I moaned, his fingers digging into my flesh as he picked up speed. “Fuck, Paige, you feel so good.” He held me in place, pressing my chest against his as he drove deeper and harder into me.
“Oh, God, fuck!” I cried out, my voice muffled against the crook of his neck. I couldn’t form a coherent thought; my mind swam with pleasure exploding throughout my body. I could feel my body tightening around him, my back fighting against the hold of his arms, aching to pull away from the intense euphoria.
Lights flashed before my eyes, and with one final hard thrust, I felt Nyte pulse, his cock throbbing as he came inside me full force.
My body collapsed, my face buried in his neck, and my arms draped over the footboard, no longer gripping the wood.
“You okay, Paige?” Nyte asked, his hands rubbing circles tenderly along my back.
I smiled against his skin, nuzzling my face closer and taking a deep breath. “I’ve never been better.” I whimpered as he shifted his hips, pulling out of me; my body felt incomplete without him now.
I could feel myself being shifted in his arms; I felt us moving back to the head of the bed with my back against the mattress and the blankets covering our bodies as I held him tight. I couldn’t find it in me to regret what had just happened. Once upon a time, I had hoped to save myself for my future husband—my possible fated mate. But given who I now believed my mate to be, I was so happy with my decision to give that piece of me to someone I cared about—someone who seemed to truly care for me as well.
With that thought and the exhaustion settling over my body, I drifted into a dreamless sleep, completely content while wrapped in Nyte’s arms. It felt as if this was where I had always been meant to be, and I wanted it to last forever.