Broken Hearts

Intimacy

"Don't need permission, made my decision to test my limits..." -Ariana Grande, Dangerous Woman

After dinner Sophia and Silas spent a great deal of time talking. They sat huddled by the fire in the living room drinking wine and getting to know each other. After cleaning the mud out of the way about his father, about Rachel, about everything, Silas felt they were on the path to becoming whole. 

He knew he didn't want to push his mate for anything, he didn't expect it. But when she asked if they could snuggle he wasn't going to pass down the opportunity to sleep with her cuddled up to him. Just the intimacy of being close to her was good enough for him. 

For now. 

After both showered and got changed into their nightclothes, Silas sat on the bed in nothing but pajama pants. When Sophia came out, her long red hair hanging down her back in a beautiful crimson wave Silas swallowed hard. It was when she put her towel and clothes down that he got to see her pale, milky thighs in nothing but little shorts and a sexy camisole with no bra. 

Growling, Silas' eyes glowed as Sophia turned to him and blushed shyly seeing his look of lust fixed on her body. Sophia had been insecure during her stages of growing into her body. Being a witch didn't mean she didn't go through the years of wishing her boobs would hurry up and fill out. 

She had felt gangly and like a thirteen-year-old boy with a flat chest. 

But now at eighteen, she had a curvy body to die for and felt more than happy her mate was pleased with her. Hitting the light on her side, Sophia climbed into bed and glanced at her mate with a small smile, "Good night." 

Silas bid his mate goodnight but neither of them seemed able to go to sleep. When Silas tried to go to sleep, all he could see were the creamy thighs his mate had just flaunted at him. His beast of a wolf was yanking for control. 

So that he could claim her. 

Mate her. 

Hunt her down and make her his.  

But Silas kept him at bay out of concern for his mate. HE wouldn't pressure her. He needed her to trust him, care for him, love him, and then want him. 

Sighing Silas glanced over at his mate expecting to see her peacefully asleep only to see her biting her bottom lip as she stared at the ceiling. "Everything okay baby?" He whispered kissing the side of her head and pulling her into his arms. 

Sophia blushed and then her soft hands seemed to glide over of his toned arm, stroking his golden skin. "Sophia..." Silas murmured nervously. Sophia smiled a little and began kissing him lustfully. His hot skin felt so good against hers, his large hands sliding through her hair, down her body. His woodsy scent tantalizing her senses making her ache in the most sinful of ways. 

She loved every moment of it. 

Silas pulled away from the addictive taste of Sophia's lips which drove her to put her soft mouth on his neck. Down his chest, down his abs...

"Wait." Flipping her over on to her back, Silas looked into Sophia's big brown eyes and saw the hurt in her eyes and realized what she must be thinking, "Sorry baby, I'm not turning you down. I'm just, I thought you wanted to go slow?" 

Sophia blushed feeling like she was a walking contradiction. "I do...but I'm curious about...it. You...sex. Other stuff...I just-." Sophia exhaled embarrassed and tried to hide under the covers from him but he refused to let her.

"You're just what baby? Talk to me." Sophia looked up at Silas and as her soft hand began to slid down his perfectly sculpted golden-brown chest she whispered, "I'm insanely attracted to you. And while I know I'm not ready for s*x, I am ready to be close to you. In other ways." When Sophia's brown eyes shot up to meet Silas', she gasped when his gold eyes seemed to glow brighter. 

Before Sophia could cower out and tell him to forget it, Silas was suddenly on top of her. He held her under his strong body and rumbled in a deep voice, "Have you ever touched yourself?" Sophia blushed innocently, her eyes wide as she looked into her mate's gold eyes. 

"Yes." She whispered into the barely lit room. 

Silas growled just thinking of it, his beautiful mate stretched out in her bed, her long red hair spread out around her. Her fingers in her panties rubbing her clit...

 Kissing Sophia breathless, Silas' rough hands slid down Sophia's lush body until he was able to pull her shorts and panties off. When she was naked from the waist down, Sophia could feel nerves creeping in until he whispered, "Don't worry baby. This is all for you, not me." 

Silas disappeared under the covers and Sophia's body almost shot off the mattress when she felt Silas' mouth on her. 

Gasping as he licked and sucked on her c**t, Sophia moaned as she threw her head back enjoying his tongue running up her folds. Silas held her thighs apart as he enjoyed the sweet aphrodisiac that was his mate. 

He'd never gotten this intimate with a girl before, a kiss here or there. But this? Making a meal of his mate's sweet nectar, it was an addiction he would happily die from. 

Looking at Sophia as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, Silas began to probe her with a finger, his thick index giving her a pleasant stretch making her moan loudly for more. 

 Silas' finger moved inside of her slowly, her tight cunt gripping the single-digit not wanting to let it go. When Sophia's thighs began to shake, Silas smiled as her sweet cunt gushed on her tongue making him groan in fulfillment. 

Sophia panted as she lay on her back completely boneless. She blinked at Silas' blurry-eyed as he started to get out of the bed. "Don't you want me to....?" Silas smiled and kissed his sleepy mates head. "I'll be back baby. Good night." 

Sophia sighed, eyes already closed and whispered, "Good night." 

The moment Silas went into the bathroom he looked down at his hand and saw his claws protruding out covered in his own blood.

 He had gotten so turned on when he was tasting her. 

He had almost lost control and should have stopped after feeling his wolf yanking on his chains, but he had to see her c*m. That beautiful opened mouth, euphoric look that crashed into her body causing her to spasm on his tongue like she'd been electrocuted. 

It had been perfect, he'd kill anyone she wanted to see that look a thousand and ten times.  

But now he had a situation. 

Looking down at his hard c**k swollen in need. His wolf was growling, snarling on the inside desperate for his mate. But he was thinking of their future, so he had to be strong. Patient. 

So he dropped his pajama bottoms, he's clawed hand immediately began to stroke his throbbing memory as he thought of nothing but his sexy little mate lying unaware of the beast she provoked.