Taken by my mate; Second Chance

AMBROSE

When I entered the room I heard that the shower had been swapped for the tub. I frowned that I had missed showering with her while wallowing in the sadness of the past. With the bedroom door locked behind me I tried not to see the chaos that this room had been just a few days ago, but in doing so I had almost missed the trail of Nova’s clothes leading to the bathroom. Two shoes, socks, her shirt, and then her pants, followed by her underwear wrapped around the bathroom knob.

I could smell her there, her arousal and desire to be touched. Her panties were damp, and it brought Emrys to the surface as he whined to be with our mate. Behind the door I could hear her softly humming a song that had no business sounding soft and melodic. The normally crass rock ballad flittered through the gaps around the door and calmed me like I was the abrasive bass she had adapted into light taps on the edge of the porcelain.

“… I could never be free, until the beast is fed. .. I better get to Heaven, before the devil knows I’m dead…”

This was a far cry from the belting she did while in traffic. It was almost timid. My hand froze on the knob, fingers tangled over her underwear while I listened. The song changed, like she was bored of the last one, and she started to sing louder, making her sound bounce off the tiles.

“.. bloodlust runs to your cheeks. Then your mind starts racing, and your bones start aching. It’s time to let him know what you need..”

The minute I recognized the song my clothes were hitting the floor, luckily I had gotten my pants down before Emrys had the bright idea to just tear the fabric away. It was getting increasingly more difficult to push him back and then I heard a soft whimper that made us pause. She had turned on the massage jets in the tub, getting what she had wanted from me on her own, and finally me and my wolf agreed on a course of action.

We eased the door opened, stalking over to her quietly but she watched the entire time. Her face was flushed, and she didn’t even attempt to move away or hide what she was doing as she softly kept singing the song, switching between words and humming.

“This won’t do,” I growled at her, stepping into the bath beside her.

She turned to keep looking at me but squeaked in surprise when my hand moved to her breast and pinched her nipple. Moving in behind her my cock pressed between her ass cheeks to her lower back and she arched forward, back into her jet.

I yanked her quickly to me, securing one arm around her midsection while my other hand found her clit.

I ran my nose up the side of her jaw to her ear and whispered, “I have missed out on so many years with you, so now that I have you every single one of your moans and gasps is mine. I don’t want to miss a single one. Am I clear?”

She tried to wiggle from my grip. “You were busy, I’m not going to just wait arounnnnn.”

I slipped a finger in her entrance while gently nipping and kissing her neck up to her ear and back down. Then I moved back to tease her nipple and breast, making her breath catch for a minute.

“Am I clear?” I asked again and I felt her chest move as she giggled.

“Yes my dear Ambrose,” she returned, trying to reach around me to touch me in return but not able to turn in my grasp.

My hand slid up her side and over her stomach, feeling her soft skin under my rough touch and wishing I could taste every inch. “I want you to cum on my tongue,” I whispered in her ear, sending a shiver up her spine.

“Ambrose, you’ve never been so demanding,” she whispered and I chuckled lightly.

“Then I guess I’ll have to make it up to you for taking this long to tell you what I want.” My cheek brushed against the side of her face as I spoke, the rough hair on my chin scratching her skin.

She moaned and pressed her face against mine, nuzzling firmer against me. “You’ll have a hard time fulfilling your want without drowning,” she taunted, her own light chuckle greeting the room.

I mused to myself before replying. “I guess I’ll just have to make you cum more than once.”

Placing my hand on her pubic bone and my fingers alongside her lips, I used my hips to push her up and align her with one of the jets. She gasped suddenly and threw herself back into me but there was no where to escape to. My cock slid between her legs, rubbing along her on the outside and I felt her dipping her body to try and meet it.

“Is there somethingyouwant my Angel?” She moaned and nodded against me, tipping her head to the side like an offering. “What is it you want?”

“You,” she breathed. “I want you to make me feel full and wanted.”

I growled light at that as I dipped my tip inside her. “You will always be wanted,-“ I gripped her face and turned her to look at me, “- but only I will fill you.” I pushed my cock in further as I captured her lips, devouring every moan and coo I could.

I could fill my heart and soul on just the sounds this woman could make under my care and planned to draw every one out of her before bed. The debate on whether to mark her again right now was distant in the thralls of claiming her.

I took it easy to start, wanting the jet to caress her consistently as I slid in and out of her. She approved fully, clenching around me in a way that almost made me lose it.

“Angel, you keep squeezing me like that and I’ll have to risk drowning to finish you here.”

She gasped after her laugh caused her to loosen up and I slid in quicker. “What’s your rush lover? Got somewhere better to be?” The smile she shot me over her shoulder was emphasized by the flush in her cheeks.

“No where has anything more important than you, Novaestarus.”

NOVA

My heart stopped to hear him say my real name like that. I couldn’t help that it made me putty in his hands. I watched him press the button to drain the tub before the hand moved to massage my breast and pinch my nipples, while the other moved between my legs, giving my clit more constant attention while he picked up his pace.

I was already close before, having been without this much physical affection for a while made every touch feel like the first time. Not only that, but this was our first time together since finding out the truth and he had no idea what it meant to me for him to still look at me like this. It felt like he wanted us to occupy the same space, for our bodies to touch everywhere they could and the love and lust that accompanied that feeling had my knees going weak.

His hand from my breast moved to wrap around my chest and hold me up as he rocked up inside me. The movement was slow but it ground against my g-spot deliciously, making it hard to breathe. All my moans stopped as I neared the pinnacle of my orgasm and I heard him groan out as my insides tightened around him again. I couldn’t help it this time, my inner walls clamped down as my whole body went taught pressed against his and I saw stars.

Every time I thought I’d fall over the edge he kept rocking into me and if felt like the end was just one more step away.

“Please,” I begged, not all that sure what I wanted him to do.

My skin was getting cold in places without the warm water but felt like it was burning up in others with his touch. He pulled out a little, still rubbing my clit quickly, before pulling me back to literally sit on him while he rocked inside me and bit down into my neck and shoulder.

I felt myself tighten around him as the rest of my body relaxed with my orgasm, but I also felt my own warm liquid run out around his cock as I squirted. My face began to flush as he growled disapprovingly into my neck, the vibrations sending another wave of pleasure through the scar he was making.

“You better be able to do that again Angel, I told you I wanted your cum on my tongue,” he whispered the words like somebody might overhear and I looked up in horror to see the window open.

The cleaners must have left it open to air out the chemical smell from the bleach, and I had been too distracted teasing Ambrose to notice. He chuckled when he realized what I’d realized, making me a little more than a little frustrated.

“You knew?!” I accused, digging my nails into his hand on my ribs.

He chuckled out, “owe, owe, stop, no I swear. I only just noticed myself I swear. I was too distracted with you when I came in.”

I released him and he began licking the new mark he made as I mused, “my first scar.”

“And it will be your only scar,” he declared. “I will stay beside you every moment if I have to until I can be sure you’re safe.”