BLUE MOON: LONE WOLF

PART 13: WINDOWS TO THE SOUL

CAN POV

Yes
Such a simple, yet powerful word.
To hear her say it, after I've just told her that she needs to look into the eyes of the Alpha wolf and find the truth, makes me very excited.
The truth being that she needs to find me within him.
The man inside the wolf.
The wolf inside the man.

I pray that when she sees, she understands what she's looking at and accepts us both, because even though we live as ONE, she must learn to live and love us in both our forms.
I'm trusting my instincts and sharing the family secret with a human mate.

My mouth moulds arounds hers now. We have already memorised the shape and contours of each other.

We effortlessly give each other the pressure and movement that we know the other craves.
She always wants my lips rubbing either side of her top lip first and then she pulls at my bottom lip before she allows me to find her tongue with my own.
And when she responds, I deepen the kiss and listen for her sweet little moans of enjoyment. My own deep throaty growl makes her push her body forward on to me and then she gasps for air and we release.

This afternoon, I feel a change.

She moans, I growl, she pushes her body into me BUT then she grips the edges of my shirt and tugs them apart. My next two buttons come undone, exposing my chest and stomach.
At the same time, she lifts herself onto the tips of her toes and slides herself down me. I dig into her. She moves on me while her teeth bite into my bottom lip followed by some erotic suckles.
I'm very aroused and very surprised by her sudden spurt of sexual aggression.

When I place my palms on her behind and squeeze while rubbing myself back on her, she sighs my name into my mouth and then pulls away to look down between our bodies.
At the sight of my open shirt she places her fingers on her lips and begins a breathless apology.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what just happened."
"Please, don't be sorry."
"I ripped your shirt open...and then bit your lip! "
"I don't mind a bit of rough play and biting... if you don't."
"What?"
"I'm just saying if you're into ripping off my clothes and biting... of any kind, I'm okay with that.  You have any other kinky tendencies I should know about?"

She's steps back, holding her hands over her very red cheeks.
"Can, No, No, I'm not... Really. "

I can't help joking with her but she's looking at me, mortified that I would think that about her.

"Hey, I'm just messing with you...We all have our little secrets."

I pull her back into me. She makes a little squeak as we connect again.
"And just so you know, every man wants his woman to respond to his kisses like that!
10 out of 10 in the 'wife department' I'd say."
I tilt my head to look for a smile from her.