Moon Bound
Twenty-Two*

Judah

I am standing in the mirror as I stare at the mark that Marisol has left on my skin. Her mark will let everyone know the I belong to her. I will wear it proudly.

How could she ever think that she was not perfect for me?

"You have been in here for a while, are you coming out soon?" I hear Marisol's beautiful, feathery voice.

I turn to see Marisol's face peaked through the door. Her cheeks are still tinted pink from our kiss a few minutes ago. Her plush lips were still a bit plump after our kiss.

Her marking me made a little too excited. Once she felt my erection pressed against her stomach she practically ran back to our home.

I smirked at the memory. "Missing me already Marisol?"

She let out a squeak before swiftly slamming the bathroom door shut.

I gripped the door handle and opened the door to replace her waiting beside it.

Her cheeks are red now, and she was fidgeting with her hair as she looked up at me with those big brown eyes of hers.

I raise my eyebrow at her. "Is there something you want to say to me Marisol?" I tease.

I couldn't help but notice the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. She pulled her shoulders back keeping eye contact with me as she says, "Yes."

She takes a step closer to me, there is about an inch of space between us. "There is just one thing that I want to say."

Her hand reaches out, and I close my eyes as I feel her hand slowly rake through my hair.

My muscles tense at the affection that she is showing me. In these past few days that I have known her I was the one who initiated affection.

She slowly brought her hand down to my face, cupping my cheek as her thumb began to stroke my beard. "Aren't you curious on what I have to say Judah?" She asked, her voice coming out softer than usually.

I nod my head, still unable to open my eyes because of the sensations that are running through my body.

She doesn't respond other than letting out a little hum as her hand travels further down before stopping on the mark that she left on the left side of my neck.

My eyes flew open and grabbed her wrist right as she began to apply pressure to the bite. "Marisol, we cannot do this you know this."

I made sure that I was firm, but not too overbearing with my statement. I feared that I may overwhelm her, but she continued to look me in the eye. The daring look the she gave me let me know that she did not care much for my worries. That was enough to make me nervous.

"Come to bed." She purred, before slowly pulling away from me. "We should be laying down when we talk."

I watch as she crawls onto the bed, but I cannot follow her. Not now.

I don't know what has occurred in this last few minutes. First she was shy and blushing at my touch, and now she is attempting to seduce me.

No, she is successfully seducing me.

Her gentle caress are enough to bring me to my knees.

Her kisses are enough to make me beg for more.

Yet, I can't. I don't know if she is capable of handling what we both truly want to do.

"Judah, how long are you going to make me wait? It has been a long day." She pouts. She folds her arms across her chest as looks up at me defiantly.

"A long day? It is only four."

Another blush formed on her cheeks. "Well I still want to lay down." She bit her lip nervously as she waited on my answer.

I nodded my head and began to walk towards the bed. I laid down on top of the covers, putting some distance between the two of us.

She sighed before moving closer to me. The same smirk that was on her beautiful face is back. "I just wanted to let you know that I plan on asking the moon goddess on what we can and cannot do."

She looks up at me before her palm began to glide from my arm, to my chest, and landed on my abdomen. "I plan on asking her because I want to be with you in anyway possible." Her hand begins to slowly run up and down my abdomen, and my stomach muscles instinctively clench.

She’s playing with fire, and the smirk on her face lets me know that she’s enjoying it.

“Marisol.” I grit out, a low warning. I can’t say much else as I am currently being bombarded by my wolf’s demands to pin her small body underneath mine.

“Just because we can’t have sex doesn’t mean that we can’t do other things.” She palms me through my pants. “I want to do other things with you Judah.”

I couldn’t replace it in me to respond. Sweat started to form on my forehead as my entire body was lit up with heat. My vision went black as I clenched my eyes shut. My fingers gripped the bed covers, not too rough because I didn’t want to frighten her. I felt my wolf pushing for control, and I was losing.

I hear a button pop and a zipper being pulled down and there’s only two things that I’m focused on.

Not allowing my wolf to take control, and not giving into what she wants because I’m not sure if I would be able to control myself.

I feel myself grow hard in her hand, and that’s when I grab her wrist and I force my eyes open. “Marisol we can’t, I won’t be able to control myself.”

She leaned towards me until we’re face to face, she softly shushed me before leaning down to bite down hard on my mark causing me to let out a groan. I could feel her smile against my neck. “Don’t worry about being in control, let me. I am in control.” She whispered in my ear before nipping at it.

My wolf is desperate to be in control, I grip her wrist harder but that only provokes her use her finger to start lightly stroking my length through my boxers.

I loosen my grip on her wrist and she motions for me to lift my hips while tugging on waistband of my pants.

I try my damndest to not comply but when she licks the mark on my neck my hips involuntary thrust up and she immediately pulls my pants and boxers down to my thighs.

She began to press small kisses up my neck and to my ear, “Let me do this for you. You’ll stay in control I know you will.”

I clench my teeth as I feel a few drops of sweat pour down my face. I nod not sure that I would be able to stop her if I really wanted to, and I really don't want to.

I can’t control my wolf from having his way and Marisol’s from having hers at the same time. I am too weak to fight them both.

She’s gives me one more kiss on my cheek before I feel her smile against my face.

I close my eyes as I feel her pulls me out of my boxers and began to immediately taking me into her fist and moving slowly up and down. Her gentleness was enough to cause me to groan, but I refrain myself from begging her to move faster.

I'm allowing her to be in control.

She picks up her pace, her grip on me tightening as she begins moving faster. “It’s bigger than I anticipated.” She observed.

I let out a deafening growl as I began to thrust my hips. I know she can tell that my wolf is trying his best to take over because as my eyes begin to shift colors. She lets out a giggle as she witnesses my struggle, but continues to stroke my cock.

My legs start to shake as I try to containing my wolf, but hearing her laugh as I struggle makes me snap.

I reach out and quickly grab her waist which causes her to gasp and let go of me as I pin her under me. I have to replace a way to appease my wolf or I risk hurting her.

“Judah.” She gasps out.

I don’t pay attention to her calling my name as I lift up her skirt and snatch off her panties. “Two can play this game Marisol."

Keeping one hand on her hips to hold her down, I take my thumb and slowly start to rub her slit. I can't but let out a chuckle. She's already wet for me.

Her eyes close, and she reaches to fist me in her hands once again.

“Marisol, how could you think that you aren’t perfect for me?” I ask as she began to let out little moans as I circled my thumb around her clit slowly.

She doesn’t acknowledged my question as her thighs begin to shake from pleasure. Her grip never loosens and begins to pump me faster.

The pleasure from her touch lights up my entire body, I can only pray to the moon goddess that is how it feels for her.

I feel myself twitch in her hands, and I know I’m about to come soon. I just have to make her catch up to where I am.

I slid my index finger against her entrance, not penetrating it but getting her arousal all over my fingers before smearing it against her clit.

She bucked her hips slightly, my hand stopping most of her gyrations as she cried out my name.

Her grip on me loosened, but she was pumping just as fast as I began to circle my thumb against her clit again while rimming her entrance with my index finger.

I can’t help but stare at her as she is about to come on my fingers. Her eyes glassed over as she softly chants my name over and over.

Her back arches off of the bed, as I begin to massage her clit faster, knowing that both of us are a few seconds away from coming.

She screams as her orgasm tears through her, her body writhing in pleasure under mine.

My orgasm comes shortly after, most of my cum landing on her shirt but some of it is on her fingers and legs.

I collapse but still hold myself with my forearms so my entire weight isn’t pressed against her and she begins to press light kisses against my cheeks.

She wraps her arms around my neck before whispering in my ear. “You’re perfect.” Her voice was a little scratchy, probably from that scream she let out a few seconds ago. It was so loud I wouldn’t be surprised if the entire pack house heard it.

I let out a sigh before pressing my forehead against hers.

I’m going to have to invest in sound proofing these walls.