Mated To An Enemy

Ashleigh looked at herself in the mirror, she bit her lower lip with eagerness as she glanced down at what she wore beneath the robe. She giggled and hoped he would be pleased when he saw her.

She took a deep breath before opening the bathroom door.

Caleb lifted his eyes at the sound of the door opening. He grinned when she stepped out. Gone was the white dress and braided crown.

Her hair fell loose and wild around her shoulders and she wore a thin black satin robe that ended just above the knee. Her legs were bare of any covering, hinting at what he might find beneath the robe.

Caleb swallowed as his eyes appreciated the picture she was painting for him.

He sat up in bed. Getting a clearer view of her as she stepped forward, pulling at the belt of her robe with a smile that drew a throaty growl from him.

As Ashleigh reached the end of the bed, she turned her back to him. Then, looking over her shoulder, she smiled playfully.

“I bought something special for you,” she whispered. “I hope you like it.”

She pushed the fabric of the robe off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor revealing the deep blue satin of the slip she wore.

The slip was barely long enough to reach past the generous curve of her butt, she turned slowly toward him, and the movement gave him a teasing glance of the lacey panties below.

Facing him, Caleb drew in a sharp breath as he saw that the sheer lace that covered her breasts left very little to the imagination. He bit down on his lip as his eyes burned the image into memory.

His pulse was racing as he looked at her with a hunger that threatened to override his senses. Finally, he moved off the bed, revealing to her that he now only wore his boxer briefs.

Ashleigh blushed and licked her lips as he approached her around the bed.

Caleb looked her up and down before he put his hands on her shoulders gently and ran his fingertips down the soft skin of her arms.

“Is… is this the lingerie from–”

“Is it not how you imagined?” she asked, pulling her arms up to cover her chest. Suddenly feeling very self-conscious.

His eyes roamed over her body. He couldn’t believe that she had gone out of her way to find the outfit he had imagined her in.

“It’s so much better,” he whispered looking into her eyes. The heat in them made Ashleigh let out a soft breath.

Caleb gently moved her hands away from her body, and he pulled her against him. Immediately holding her to him with a hand on her waist.

His other hand moved up to her chest, just above the sheer lace of her slip. She gasped at his touch. He slowly traced along her collar bone with his warm gentle fingers, until he reached the strap of her slip.

One finger and then two slid under the strap, pushing it over her shoulder. He leaned forward and buried his nose into her nape, drawing a soft moan from her lips as he inhaled her scent.

His tongue slipped out, tasting the flesh of her throat and making her cry out in pleasure.

Ashleigh felt the touch of his tongue through the whole of her body, a warmth that spread to every nerve and cried out for more.

His hand on her hip squeezed gently, pulling her against him. She felt the thickness of his arousal pressing against her abdomen.

She swallowed as the thought of it sent another wave of heat crashing through her.

His mouth trailed kisses along her shoulder and back toward her throat until he reached the place that called to him. The bundle of nerves that ached for him.

Ashleigh felt his lips so near to that spot she rocked against him instinctively and a low growl of hunger rose from his chest.

She was breathing heavy; she was hot and desperate for him to touch her, to kiss her, to take her. The heat that pooled at the center of her being ached for release, the wolf inside of her begging and baying to be claimed.

“Make me yours…” she begged in a throaty whisper.

Caleb pulled away from her shoulder to look into her eyes. The dark swirls of lust reflected back at him served to further heighten his desire.

“Are you sure?” he asked through heavy breaths as he fought to keep his urges in check.

Her hazel eyes stared up at him with want and need. But what he saw most clearly, was the deep love that stared back at him.

“Make me yours, Caleb,” she whispered again.

Lacing his fingers into her loose hair, he grabbed the back of her head and brought them into a passionate and lustful embrace. Tasting each other and letting go of their fears.

Caleb pulled away at the need for air. He moved around her, pulling her back against him. Ashleigh leaned her back into his chest as his hands moved over her shoulders and down to her chest.

She closed her eyes and focused on the warmth of his hands and the desire that they fueled inside of her.

The fingers of his left hand slid under the lacey fabric of her slip, sliding over the curve of her breast until he found her nipple, swollen and waiting for his touch. She moaned as his fingers teased the delicate nub.

As his hand fondled and caressed her, he brought his mouth back to her throat. He kissed and nipped, gently tasting her as he moved toward his goal. Ashleigh felt the ache inside of her roar to life once more.

She arched her back, pressing her backside further against his arousal. She couldn’t help but wonder when she would feel it for real.

While he teased her breast with one hand, the other continued down her body. Then, as she arched herself into him, he pulled up on the slip. His hand resting on the bare skin of her hip, he bit lightly against her throat.

Ashleigh gasped and cried out in delight.

Caleb moved his hand forward, tracing along the lace edge of her panties. Ashleigh’s breathing quickened as he moved closer and closer to the source of her ache.

He teased her nipple and bit down gently at her throat. Ashleigh moaned and rolled her hips, Caleb took advantage of the movement, slipping his fingers under the lace.

Ashleigh gasped as his hand traced her folds. She felt the rising tide of a pleasurable ache in her belly.

Caleb moved his hand back and forth, stroking her wetness as she started to let out soft whines and rocked against his hand.

Ashleigh cried out as he slipped one finger inside of her. He moved with precision and skill, curling his finger in just the right way to make the pleasure she felt increase with every movement.

Caleb’s lips danced along her throat, moving down to where he needed to be. His hand on her breast pulled gently at her nipple as he slipped another finger inside of her and she cried out again.

Ashleigh felt as though she were ready to burst from the ache that grew inside of her. His every action heightened the pleasure she experienced. She was panting, and her head was getting lighter. All over her body, her nerves were on fire with the pulsing delight of his touch.

“Please…” she moaned.

Caleb’s tongue flicked out, touching the tender bundle of nerves, Ashleigh hissed in pained pleasure.

“I love you, Ashleigh,” he whispered against her skin.

Caleb increased his movements, using his thumb to rub against the sensitive bud of her clit as his fingers slipped in and out of her.

Ashleigh gasped and moaned. Her heart was in her throat, and the pleasure was boiling over. Then, just as she reached the peak of her pleasure, Caleb bit into her shoulder.

His teeth broke the surface of her skin and sent an overwhelming euphoria rippling through her body. The wolf inside let out a joyous howl as his mark took hold of her.

Ashleigh’s vision went white, and her knees gave out as she drowned in the rolling waves of ecstasy.