Sacrificing My Happiness, For His

Siara

The rest of our little get away was amazing. It was full of tender moments, walks down memory lane, and non stop love making. I felt like a hussy with how madly and often I wanted Mason. He was just too damn irresistible for his own good. My need for him would hit at the craziest moments. When he was brushing his teeth, the scent of mint mixed with the essence of him would start a burn in the depths of me. While he was cooking macaroni and cheese out of the box, which happened to be my favorite, it would have me wanting to pour that cheesy goodness all over his chest foregoing a fork in favor of licking every last noodle off his body.

Yes, it was official. Mating Mason had turned me into a sex addict…at least until my heat was over. Mason wasn’t complaining, he was enjoying every single minute of it and even went so far as to say that he wished my heat was a month long thing instead of just a week, pervert.

It was the last day of our alone time, and we were in our wolf forms, wrestling with each other and hunting. We were giving in to our natural instincts and enjoying the beauty nature had to offer. We were chasing a very enticing deer when Mason once again pinned me to the ground on my stomach and was biting the scruff of my neck, but not hard enough to cause me any pain. I was doing everything in my power to buck him off or squirm away, but Mason’s size and Alpha dominance made it impossible which forced me to submit. Then he leapt away, charging the deer to take the kill.

I growled lowly causing Mason to stop his pursuit and make a snuffling sound which was considered laughter in our wolf form. He loped back over toward me, licking me in apology.

Mason tried to nudge me with his head, but I refused to respond. “Babe, don’t be like that.” he said in my head, but being the stubborn she wolf I was, I refused speak to him. There was an electric current in the air and I knew Mason had shifted.

“Siara, I’m sorry but the hunt takes over and my need to get the kill for my mate drives me forward with one goal in mind.” 

I laid my head on my paws and turned away from him, but tensed instantly when I felt the familiar burn working it’s way through my body.

Mason took a big sniff of the air and a wicked grin lit his face, “You may be mad at me but your body is about ready to beg for me.”

I huffed through my nose, but couldn’t deny how every part of my body, one part in particular, started to tingle with just the sound of his voice. Damn heat!

Mason sat next to me, running his hand from my head, down my back, then stroking my tail. His touch was doing wicked things to me and I almost rolled over onto my back to beg for him to repeat that action on my belly. Luckily I caught myself before I gave in to my wolf’s needs and got up, scurrying off into the trees to shift without his lustful eyes on me.

Mason’s laughter filled the calming silence of the woods and even caused a few birds nesting in the trees above to fly away to safety. I hid behind the thickest trunk I could find which was pointless since Mason would be able to smell my hormones from a mile away and let my transformation take hold of my body. I was being ridiculous, but I couldn’t help but look at this as my form of dominance. I may not have been able to win while we were in wolf form, but by holding my ground now and not giving into my lust, I was in charge now.

“Come on babe, I can smell how ripe your body is for me. Just the smell of it has me about ready to explode. Come out from behind that tree and let me take care of you.” Mason practically purred.

Damn him and his sexy voice, every word was like a caress to my overly sensitive skin. I needed to stand my ground, “No, Mason. You could have at least let me catch one of the animals we chased today, but you just had to catch them all didn’t you?” I grumbled, crossing my arms over my bare breasts and trying to remain strong.

“I know, I’m a selfish greedy wolf, but maybe it’s just because my wolf liked the feel of you beneath us every time we pinned you to take over the chase. The softness of your fur felt amazing, and what better way to inhale all of you than from right on top of you.”