What. The. Fuck. That is all that is running through my mind. I started walking to the bathroom to run a bath. I found his panty dropping sexy, but I have never lost control like that. Damian never made me feel this way. I felt safe and content with Damian. With Wyatt, I feel sexy, daring and almost protected. It’s hard to describe. Not quite loved but pocessiveness, yet still but I don’t understand why. Like, he could have punished me for striking his pack member, but instead he came here to warn me so I could protect myself. All I know is that I need some release.
Steam was already filling the room and I slid into the tub. I took my hand and started to caress my tits and the other when to my folds. Even in the water, I was still wet. He had made me soak my panties. Moaning, I started moving my hand in circles around my clit and as the pressure built, I needed my breast and pinched my nipple, causing me to lose control and open my mouth to moan loudly. Taking my fingers, I plunged them deep inside myself. Moving in and out slowly at first and sped up. I let my mind wonder how sexy this man was. His hair was untamed. Just long enough for my fingers to run and throw it. His pink plump lips begging to be nibbled on. To his chest of tattoos and muscles. I wanted to run my tongue all the way down his pecs to that nice V shape below his abs. His sculpted frame under me as my harden nipples, leaving goosebumps in their wake. I wanted to see what prize the V pointed to. From what I felt was long and very thick. I imagined it going deep inside me, slamming into my core.
I couldn’t take it anymore. My back is arching and my moans are more like yells. With the foreplay we had earlier, I let it go and let my orgasm plow through me. My eyes saw stairs and my face was numb. If this is how he made me feel with my own fingers, I can’t wait to see how it will be in person.
Now that my bathwater is cold, I got out and dried myself off. I really hope these walls are sound proof or I might have some explaining to do. Laughing at myself. I made my way to my clothes, grabbed a t-shirt, underwear and shorts. I was asleep before I even hit the pillow.
The next morning, I woke up to someone banging on my door. I rolled over and realized it was 8:30am already. I have 19 missed calls between Zach, Kelly and Brooke. Groaning, I made my way to the door and opened it.
“You do realize we were supposed to leave at 8am!” Kelly said, slightly annoyed. She did let a small smile out as she looked me over. My t-shirt was pulled up a little, my shorts were twisted and when I went to bed with my hair wet, it laid in every direction with a strong resemblance to a bird’s nest.
“Give me 10 minutes” I said as I started walking to the bathroom. I heard her come in and sit down on the bed. I made my way to the bathroom. Closed the door and went pee. I decided my hair was a lost cause but still wanted to look halfway decent, so I brushed it out with a wet hair brush and put it into a side braid. Loose strains of hair fell out framing my face. I applied light concealer with some mascara and called it good. Opening the door, I made my way to the closet. I chose a pair of my only capris that hugged my ass perfectly and chose a fitted red shirt with buttons down the front. I left the top three open and my cleavage showed nicely.
“Looking pretty hot girl” Kelly said as she fanned herself. I took the time to look at her clothes. She was wearing something similar, with black shorts, and a white flowy shirt with sandals. She also had minimal makeup on.
I grabbed my sandals and sat down beside her. “I really need more clothes. When we left, I didn’t know how long we were going to be gone. I packed really lightly and didn’t bring much nicer clothes.” Slipping on my sandals I stood up and looked over at Kelly. She had a sad look on her face with watery eyes. “Hey, none of that! Today we will have fun!”
Kelly nodded and stood up, she opened her mouth like she wanted to say something but decided not to. I threaded my arm through hers and we made our way to the foyer. Zach and Brooke were sitting on a bench in a deeper conversation. They didn’t seem upset, but not exactly happy either. Wyatt stood at the door and when I saw him, my heart skipped a beat, but I immediately steadied my breathing and had a blank look at my face. His eyes shot up to mine and I saw the corner of his mouth raise a little. I couldn’t help a slight blush rising in my cheeks. Of course, he noticed and he had a devilish look in his eyes. Kelly was oblivious to all of this. Liam stood off to the side with an annoyed look on his face.
“Liam, what do we owe this pleasure of seeing you today?” I asked him in a sweet voice, making Wyatt get bristle a little.
“I’m your babysitter” he said grumpily.
“A babysitter? I am of beta blood, raised to be a warrior, Zach is a warrior and you don’t think we can take care of Kelly and Brooke?” I said, zeroing my eyes at Wyatt.
“Beta blood, huh? Well, I don’t take chances with my sisters”
Shit, well fuck me. I figured his dad would have told him my story. I opened my mouth to say something but Kelly got there first.
“Nina, don’t waste your breath. Wyatt is under the impression women are helpless and don’t need a man to protect them.”
That got Wyatt annoyed and me slightly happier.
“Just let’s go!” Brooke said angrily and walked out the front door.
We all turned to look at Zach. He had let his head roll back and let out a heavy sigh. He almost looked defeated. We made eye contact and he shook his head and walked out the door. Kelly and I shrugged and followed. I avoided eye contact with Wyatt and kept walking. I heard Wyatt tell Liam we had better come back unharmed or it’s his ass. I decided I would need to let Wyatt know exactly how good of a fighter I am. It will be fun to put him on his ass a couple of times! As my hand touched the car, I suddenly got light-headed. My eyes rolled back and I swayed a little and a feeling of dread spread over me. I got the feeling I should stay at the packhouse.
“You okay Nina?” Someone asked, not sure who though, I was still in a fog.
Shaking my head a few times, I looked over at the packhouse and saw Wyatt studying me. I looked at everything, the trees, grass, kids playing and it felt right, but somewhere inside of me I knew something was wrong. A hand grabbed me and pulled me into the car and we took off. I realized as we were driving, there were no birds or wildlife around.