She woke up the next morning plastered against him. Tingles crawled up her spine as she felt his fingers softly running up and down her bare back. Her head was resting upon his shoulder, nose smelling his morning awakening and lips softly kissing his bare skin.
She moaned softly and stirred, still half asleep. Her hand absentmindedly moved and touched his sculpted chest and stomach, feeling the bulge of his muscles. As she slowly opened her eyes, she was beyond shocked to see herself draped against him. She pulled back abruptly and gasped, "Zach!"
He was looking at her with a smirk as she sat up quickly and clutched the sheets tightly to her bare chest. "Did I fall asleep?" she softly whispered, cheeks flaming at the sight of his bare chest and at the bulge that was poking through the sheets of his lower region.
Crossing his arms underneath his head, "You always fall asleep," he stated matter-of-factly, his voice sounding so deep and husky. He watched as she turned red and covered her blushing face with her hands.
Just as she was about to move away from him, he grabbed her and tackled her into the bed. She squealed from the sudden movement. Holding her hands above her head, he hovered above her and kissed the love bites that he painted upon her neck laat night as he trailed down her chest.
She moaned softly as he nipped her bosoms, swirling his tongue around the aching pink buds. She arched her back into him. After the pleasure put upon her chest, he crawled above her and kissed her senseless.
"Zach," she moaned as he went nibbling her earlobe and kissing her neck. His hands let go of her wrists and moved down to fondle her breasts.
"You were very feisty last night," he huskily whispered in her ear, his mind playing the erötic scenes. Even now that she was naked underneath him, he couldn't help but thrust himself softy into her, making her want to feel something that she shouldn't feel yet.
The movement sent tingles all over her body and all the way to her toes. She grasped his shoulders, fingernails crawling into his skin.
"Let me make you feel good," he murmured softly and huskily. When she didn't answer, he softly bit the side of her neck.
"Yes," she whimpered. "Please."
With that, he went below and kissed and sucked her aching core, his tongue thrusting in and out of her. She arched her back and her hands grasped onto the sheets as she writhed underneath him.
Her eyes closed as he ran his tongue up and down core. Her legs trashed as he held them down with his arms. Just then, he couldn't help but think how it would feel when he's inside her, when her walls are tightening around his length, when she's clutching her fingernails down his back drawing blood, when she's wrapping her delicate legs around his waist, clinging to him like a kitten, and not around his head.
These thoughts in his mind sent him recklessly pleasuring her deep with his tongue and sucking her aching bud with his lips. She quivered as the world trembled beneath her, releasing the tension in her body. All the while, he kept sucking her as he waited for her to calm down. Crawling above her, he kissed her and ravaged the cave of her mouth.
Just then, there came a knock upon the door, interrupting their intimate kiss.
He growled lowly in his throat as Anna hid underneath the sheets.
"Excuse me, Alpha," a manly voice said from outside his room, "but the wolves are now waiting."
He pulled away from her hesitantly and stood up, pulling his basketball shorts on and giving her his large lack shirt.
"I'll come back," he told her before leaving her inside his room to think about what happened that fresh morning.
With a sigh, she went into his bathroom and took a fresh warm bath. When she looked at her naked self in the mirror, it was only then that she realized she hadn't called her Grandmother. Instantly, she felt guilty. Last night, she just left her Grandmother alone whilst she was at Zach's house drowning herself in pleasure then unknowingly fell asleep in his arms..on his bed.
Quickly drying herself with a dry towel that she found, she hurriedly went to find her phone in Zach's bedroom and then dialed Lola's number. She waited until the second ring until the other line was picked up with a very worried voice of hello.
"Grandma, I'm sorry, I--"
"It's alright, Dear. Bea told me you're at Keira's house. It's fine. I hope you're having a good time," Lola said, although her voice still gave in a hint of concern.
Anna's fast beating heart began to slow down. She sighed and relaxed herself. She was glad she didn't scare Lola. Lola was already an old woman and Anna didn't want causing her any heart attack.
"Thank you, Grandma. I'll see you after School."
When she hung up, there was a knock upon the door. Quickly pulling Zach's large black shirt over her head which reached her mid thighs, she warily approached the door and opened it slightly. Poking her head outside, she saw a familiar face.
"Troy?"
"Hey," Troy greeted with a smile. He took his precious moment checking her out deliciously standing there in only a large dark shirt pale legs showing into view and small bare feet frozen on the floor. When she cleared her throat, he looked back up at her and grinned innocently.
"The Alpha is looking for you," he said. "I'm here to escort m'lady."
"Oh. No. Don't bother. I'll be all fine in here." She wasn't properly dressed anyway, she thought to herself. It would be embarrassing to walk out there half-dressed.
"Forgive me but I can't disobey orders from the Alpha," Troy reasoned. "Disobeying orders comes with great punishment."
She bit her bottom lip. "Can you please just tell him I'm fine here? He'll understand."
Troy parted his lips to say something but she gave him her best hopeful look, eyes looking so beautifully pathetic. Looking at him like a homeless kitten, "Please," she softly muttered in a breath.
"Fine," Troy sighed. "But I'm seriously putting my life on the line here. I hope you won't regret this. Next time, you'll see me with my head cut off," he said with a last wink, which made his statement more amusing than frightening.
She watched his retreating back for a second then closed the door. With a sigh, she leaned back on the door and finally got a whole look around Zach's room.
The glowing sunlight struggled to get through his room but his curtains forbid it. Two dressers stood each beside the large bed of black comforters and pillows and white sheets. From the corner of the room, she saw her clothes and boots scattered on the floor. Just the sight brought back the steamy memories of last night, covering her cheeks in a pink tinge.
The bed was a mess. One look at the crumpled sheets would indicate what intimacy happened and took place. She immediately thought back to the way he touched her, the way he kissed her with his burning lips. The scenes were enough to arouse her. And almost instantly, her need for him grew.
After realizing she was dreaming awake standing inside his room without him and wearing only a large black shirt naked underneath, she shook her head and mentally slapped herself. The need to touch herself was growing but she shrugged off the thought.
Sighing, she walked to the corner of the room to gather her items that were scattered like a mess on the floor. Gathering her clothes in her arm and holding her boots in her hand, she walked towards his bed, thinking of a way out of the mess she had made to herself.
Zach was gone.
She was alone.
Should she go and find him? Or wait for him? As she was deciding and thinking of this, she roamed her eyes all over the room and ended up looking down at her small feet rooted on the ground. For a short moment of time, she was thinking about everything all at once. About last night. About him. About her life.
But something caught her eyes.
It was a piece of an undergarment: a sexy black bra, resting in the darkness underneath his bed but almost near the bright outside world. Her eyes widened at the sight but almost popped out of their sockets. Her items fell from her grasp. And her heart, quickened its pace and almost tried to run away from the cave of her chest. Whether running away from something or running to somewhere, she didn't know.
All she could do was stare speechless, like a frozen statue.
And she didn't know what was more unbelievable. The fact that she found a seductive feminine undergarment hidden underneath his bed. Or the fact that it wasn't hers.
