Megan's POV
He clothed me in one of his shirts with the greatest care, never taking his gaze off of mine. He leaned down and lifted me up as soon as the end of the garment touched my thigh. He cradled me to his chest and started to walk, trying to keep me as near to him as he could.
"I was so terrified by that." As he carried me into the dense foliage, he murmured into my neck. The rapid tempo was uncommon, and I could definitely hear the thumping of his heart in his chest.
His groan echoed in my ear as I said, "I know," and ran my fingers through his hair. Saying "I'm sorry."
"I know you're just-" I drew back so I could see his face during his little pause. I saw him swallow forcefully as his voice became weak and hoarse. Please refrain from doing it again.
"Okay. Alright, I won't. I gave him my word and buried my head once more into his neck, stroking his silky hair with my fingers. "I am truly sorry."
"Shhh. Give up your excuses. It's okay. It's finished and done with. He whispers in my ear as his powerful but dexterous fingers move in a calming pattern over my back. He pulled his head back, dropped a gentle kiss on my forehead, and then abruptly withdrew. He stopped everything and wrapped my legs tightly around him before grabbing my face with both hands.
"What's wrong?" you ask. I cautiously questioned him as I whipped my head around to look for the moonlight.
I was burned when I kissed you, and my hands are burning right now. Your skin is also crimson. How did he act?
He flung a vial of something in my face, although I'm not entirely sure what it was. It compels me to change."
"Wolfsbane." He murmured before re-encircling me with his arms. Have you come across it before?
I whispered, attempting to divert my attention from the scorching feeling that never subsided, "Thank goodness, I haven't."
"Those who come upon it more often see weaker sign effects. For those who haven't, it often pushes shifting and temporarily breaks the connection with your wolf. It's best if we can remove it from your skin as soon as possible.
White mist danced across the air as warm steam from the spa climbed into the atmosphere. I gazed in awe at the vibrant bubbles that gathered on top of the water and reflected the sunshine. Jason persisted in doing everything and obtaining the supplies he believed I required as I sat helpless on the counter he had been lifting. He stood in front of me with a basin of water and a washcloth.
You should "close your eyes."I complied with his request but, spooked by my loss of vision, I began to hold onto the edge of the counter below me. He softly stroked my skin with the cold cloth, taking care not to irritate it worse than it already was. He periodically passed the towel through fresh water and dipped it in it.
I leaned into his hands, enjoying how the agony was fading as they gently rubbed the soft cloth over my flesh. The chilly cloth was removed, and when it was replaced, my eyelid felt heated and lit up. He gave my other eyelid a delicate kiss as he started to back away, signaling to me that he was done.
"There." I opened my eyes and he was whispering, giving me another kiss on the forehead. "Now that you're not in pain, I can kiss you."
I said, "Thank you," as I saw the furious red on my cheeks beginning to become pink in the mirror. He didn't answer; instead, as I saw his mirror duplicate similar motions, he brushed his lips over my cheeks.
"Relax, and enjoy your bath." He muttered while keeping his lips pressed on my face. He drew back a little and planted a genuine kiss on my cheek before gazing into the glass to see my eyes. "I'll be in the bedroom waiting for you."
I felt compelled to keep him here as he started to go. I always craved company in these situations and didn't want to be alone myself. I simply wanted him to remain after what happened this evening.
"Wait," I screamed and grabbed his hand.
Are you in need of anything? He questioned, turning around with his brows furrowed.
"No, um." The redness on my cheeks returned as I plucked at my shirt. I fessed out, "I just- I just don't want to be alone right now."
Do you want me to remain? I nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
"Please."
Naturally, I will. He delicately held my face in his hands and raised it so he could stare into my eyes. You just need to ask, she said.
I said, "Okay," not really understanding how to answer. He helped me down from the counter and placed my feet on the ground. His eyes were closed in the mirror, and he was facing away from me.
"Go right ahead and enter." He said. "I'll promise not to look," I slowly entered the pool after taking off the baggy shirt, being cautious not to trip or spill any water on the ground. I yelled to him while gathering some bubbles around my body to obscure it from his view.
"I'm in." A slight grin appeared on his lips as he turned around and opened his eyes, focusing completely on my face. He walked over to the bathtub while still partially nude. He looked at me as I intertwined our fingers while my other hand rested on the tub's side.
"You're so lovely," I said. The abrupt remark shocked me. I yearned to be near to him at this time and to be held by him. The haphazard praises ate away at my defenses and pushed me toward him.
"Come with me."
"What?"
"Come on in." I gently pulled on his hand. "Of course, if you want to."
"I would dearly love to." He stood up after rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb. I step forward in the tub to make way for him, turning my head to look at the wall in front of me for his privacy. My heart was thumping more frantically than before as I waited for him to join me while pulling my knees close to my chest.
Before he ever touched me, I could feel the heat coming from his body as the water moved as he stepped in. Due to my acute awareness of his proximity, hairs started to stand up all over my body. I could feel the smooth cotton pressing against my exposed flesh as he sat down behind me. He pulled me back to his chest by wrapping his warm hands around my hips as he spread out his legs.
"I reasoned that it would be better if I stayed in my boxers. I believe it would increase your comfort. I blinked.
"I value that," Although I was still trying to keep myself as hidden as possible by having my legs drawn up to my chest between his legs. He had entered the water, disturbing the bubbles, leaving me alone and feeling vulnerable.
As he leaned over the edge of the tub and retrieved a new washcloth and a bottle, Jason squirmed under me. He dipped the cloth into the water and lathered it up after adding some of the scented liquid to it. He began with my arms, cleaning them, then continued. Avoiding any areas of flesh that are thought unsuitable in our current relationship and just touching the skin that might be seen.
The soap continued to produce bubbles while he attended to me, further enveloping me. I gently extended out my legs, the outside of them brushing against the inner of his as I became more at ease. His arms were now wrapped around my waist to keep me tight as his body totally engulfed mine.
Probably more than I should be enjoying this, I think. My ear was struck by his warm breath, which made me tremble and give me goosebumps. My flesh was massaged in soothing circles by his fingertips while my own ran indistinct lines up and down his arms. My skin was constantly tingling, which drew me closer to him.
I made a sideways head turn before softly taking his lips. My face was cupped in his palm as one of his hands moved up my side and up my body. It began slowly and sweetly before developing into something more sensuous and going somewhere we haven't yet gone. His tongue tore apart my lips and entered my mouth as the beat quickened. It brought a brand-new, thrilling experience and gave me the need and hunger to do something.
My throat was kissed hot and moist by his lips as they moved from my lips to my neck. I let out a groan since I could no longer contain myself. He flipped me over so that I was between his knees while continuing to shower me with passionate kisses along my neck, which caused me to scream. The area he had just kissed was lightly touched by his teeth, which reached his lethal canines, and the heightened sparks shot once again. He repeated it, and I could see he was clearly begging for my approval. I responded to the silent query by twisting my neck to the side and showing the side of my neck.
Biting down, I felt a sharp pain in my muscles that soon gave way to a blissful sensation. The mate connection became stronger as a result of the change that brought us even closer together than before. I was suddenly overcome with desire as he drew back and cleaned up the bloody mess while sealing the open cut with his tongue. I dragged him down by encircling his neck with my arms and biting into the crook of his neck.
My mouth was flooded with his hot blood, and I never wanted to taste his blood again because of how disgustingly metallic it tasted. He drew me in with his arms as he uttered a low sigh in my ear. I panicked, snapping back with wide eyes.
I am very sorry! I-I didn't intend to say, "Shhh." He made me quiet before giving me a brief but relatively extended kiss. "It's okay," I'm moving my arms back and forth.
"I-I didn't-"
"You merely highlighted your property. I enjoyed it, even though I was shocked that you marked me because most women don't. You have me as I have you. You may treat me whatever you choose. He reassured me and drew me close to his chest so I could wash him.
Both inside of my thoughts and, more significantly, inside of my heart, I could sense him. He made me feel whole and entire by filling a huge hole in me that I wasn't even aware I had. Both he and I had the same sense of belonging.