Wild at Heart
Chapter 21

I stood in the shower with my eyes closed as the water bounced off my naked skin. I was covered with mud and leaves were entangled in my hair. Nick and I spent the night in the woods and our wolves thoroughly enjoyed it. My human body was spotted like a leopard with tiny little bruises from being tangled up with Nick on the ground three—no four, or was it five times? I must have lost track in the hazy mist of passion.

My wolf growled at the smell of intrusion. I didn’t bother opening my eyes, I knew it was my mate. My growl turned into a soft purr as I felt his naked body lean up against mine. He gently pushed me against the wall of the shower, and I shivered as the cold tile touched my skin. His lips found my neck and I heard him inhale deeply at my scent. He pulled away and I felt his fingers trap my chin and force my head up.

“Look at me, Emma.” He commanded in his deep, thick voice that sent shivers down my spine. I forgot my eyes were closed as I was getting drunk off his presence. I opened my eyes to see Nick in front of me, his hair becoming wet from the showerhead spitting on the two of us. His eyes were darker than usual, which told me his wolf was in more control than he was. I ran my hands up his biceps, his thick veins bulging with power. The way Nick treated me so gently and with such affection, it was easy for me to forget what he was capable of. To forget the strength his huge muscles had within them. To forget the power in his wolf.

I felt the hardness of his erection almost as instantly as our eyes met. His wolf growled back at me as his canines grew in size. He tilted his head and trailed his hand down my right side until his thumb stopped at the ink on my ribs. He rubbed me gently as he stared just below my breast. His wolf purred. I removed my hands from his biceps and trapped his face between both hands until his eyes found mine again.

“Kiss me.” I instructed him. His tongue traced over his bottom lip as he stared in silence, ignoring my request. “Nick…” I rubbed his beard with both of my thumbs and his eyelids drooped slightly as he dazed off. “Kiss me.” I repeated myself and he growled at me as he lowered himself just enough to grasp the back of my thighs, lifting me off the ground effortlessly. I linked my ankles behind his back as his hands held my ass for support. He continued to ignore my request, so I locked my fingers together behind his neck and stared down on him. “Kiss me.”

“Are you trying to command me, Emma?” His voice was so smooth like soft served ice cream. I leaned my head down until my forehead reached his.

“Perhaps.” I whispered. Was I? Alphas were always the ones to call the shots, they took requests by the council into consideration, but their word was final. No one commanded an alpha to do anything. Except maybe their Luna.

“Every ounce of my wolf wants control.” He stated. “But you are my weakness, little wolf.” His voice was just a whisper, but I could hear him loud and clear through the shower.

“Then kiss me.” I responded. This time he didn’t ignore me. He didn’t fight me for control, he just kissed me. He kissed me again, and again, and again. His huge arms lifted me higher only to bring me down onto his erection. I didn’t try to conceal the moans of pleasure that escaped my lips. Nick buried his face in my shoulder and growled again, his long fangs nipping at my collarbone. Oh, Moon Goddess, I just wanted him to pierce my skin and mark me. My core was on fire as he thrusted his cock inside me. I closed my eyes so tightly I thought my eyelids were going to rip. My eyes were rolling around my head like they weren’t even attached to my body. What the hell was he doing to me? How could one wolf make me feel like I was a drunk floating around in a pool of pleasure? “Kiss me.” My breathing was tattered, but I knew he heard me. He gave no hesitation this time as his lips came crashing into mine. I felt his hand cup my breast and I let out a small whimper of ecstasy. Oh, Moon Goddess, I could feel my core was at its peak. I wasn’t going to be able to hold on for much longer. Nick’s hand caressed the back of my neck as he thrusted himself into me again and again. I dug my nails into his back as the feeling of orgasm rushed over me. I bit down into my lip so hard that I could taste the blood. Nick gently unwrapped my ankles around him and set me carefully on the ground. He held my arms to make sure I was stable before he reached up to my head and pulled a leaf from my hair. He smiled as he held it up me to.

“You should really clean yourself up.” I punched his arm lightheartedly and he chuckled at me. “I’ll leave you to it.” He rinsed his body off under the water and then turned and left me alone. I ran a hand through my hair and felt more debris. I sighed and picked up my shampoo bottle and got to work. I really was a mess.

When I finished my shower, I went straight to the bedroom, but I didn’t replace Nick. My ears picked up on the ax slamming into wood in the backyard, so I pulled one of his t-shirts on and made my way to the deck in the back. I slid the glass door open and walked over to the edge of the deck and leaned on the railing. Nick was swinging an ax into a chunk of wood, cutting it into four equal parts. His chest was bare except for a shimmer of sweat. His blue jeans were hugging his hips just low enough that I could still see the “V” of muscles on his pelvis. He slammed the ax into the wood, and it split with such ease I was almost impressed. I must have caught his eye because he turned his head to me and smiled.

“What are you doing?” He asked as he let the ax slump in his hand.

“Enjoying the view.” I stated as I leaned into the railing. I could see his eyes trailing over my bare legs. The smell of fresh lust filled my nose and I grinned at him.

“I’m almost finished.” He said. “I expect to see you in that bedroom when I’m finished.” I raised my hand to my forehead in salute.

“Yes, Sir Alpha.” He chuckled and turned away from me, splitting the wood quicker than usual. I made my way back to the house and did just as I was told and waited for my mate.

I was barely in the bedroom for five minutes when I heard the back door slide open and closed. Nick stood in the doorway and just stared at me with hungry eyes. I returned his stare and locked my eyes on his chest. His muscles were bulging, and his body was covered in a fresh layer of sweat from his workout. He slowly made his way over to me and crawled into the bed until he was hovering over me. He leaned down and gently kissed my lips before quickly pulling away. He reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer, pulling out that tiny ring box from last night, except it was now tarnished with mud from our passionate night. He opened the box and pulled out the ring, which wasn’t phased by the dirt. Thankfully, the box did its job of protecting the ring. He took my hand and I relaxed my fingers for him as I watched his every move. He slid the ring on my finger so softly before he tilted my hand left and right, admiring it shining under the bedroom light.

“Do you like it?” He asked me. I smiled at him, almost laughing that he had to ask.

“I love it.” He leaned down to kiss me again but groaned angerly as his cell phone began ringing. “Ignore it.” I begged, but the long sigh he let out told me he had to answer it.

“What?” He answered the phone with annoyance in his voice. “I’ll be right there.” He hung up and looked at me apologetically.

“Duty calls?”

“I won’t be long.” He promised.

“It’s fine.” I said. “I need to pack a bag before we leave anyway.” I’ve been putting off packing in hopes that Nick would change his mind and we wouldn’t have to go to the East pack, but I was kidding myself. We had to go. I’ve never been outside of the North pack. Why would I? The North was my home and I had no reason to leave. Derek on the other hand has been to three out of four of the packs in our area and that never seemed to bother him. Maybe, just maybe, I could replace the beauty in the East pack that he had? Doubt it.