The Librarian and the Wolf: (2 page)

He
lifted her skirt up to her waist.  She heard a zip and felt his hot flesh press against her bare buttocks.   She ground against him causing him to growl with desire.

“You want me baby?”  He asked
hungrily.

Her breath came out in
gasps.  “Yes... yes...“

He roughly
spread her buttocks gripping them tightly and pressed against her entrance, the blunt tip rimming her.

He leaned over her
, his hot breath against her ear.  “You sure baby?”

She tried to push back against him but his grasp was like a vice.  She whimpered at him.  “Please... I need you...”

He grunted his approval and stood up.  He rammed into her to the hilt and she shrieked.  He revelled in the tightness before pulling out and ferociously slamming into her again and again.  He couldn’t hold back.  They’d been apart for a week.  He couldn’t be gentle or nice this first time.  He had to feel himself come in her, had to feel her sex try to clutch and milk him.  She always came so hard it was like she was strangling his cock.  Every time with her was incredible.

“Oh baby, you’re so tight... it’s so gorgeous...”

She cried out with each thrust trying to dig her nails into the table.  He was so damn big. Being taken this way she felt a small tingle of pain each time he filled her only for it to be smothered with overwhelming pleasure.

“Baby you’re so beautiful...
you’re so fucking perfect... I need to feel you come...”

He quickened his movements, assaulting her with short, hard stabs.  His balls slapped against her clit roughly.  Her breath began to hitch and she felt him thicken inside her
, roughly chafing her inner walls.  The heat grew and grew until it shattered and she screamed bucking beneath him.  He roared and pulled out to the tip before forcefully shoving himself inside her and exploding.  He thrust again and again filling her with his seed until spent he collapsed over her body.

Mal
leaned over caging her in, his arms resting on the table either side of her, his head on her shoulders.  His soft cock was still buried inside her bathing in her honey and enjoying the quivering of her walls.  He fought to regain his strength.  He wanted so badly to move and check that she was okay, that he hadn’t hurt her, but he couldn’t bear to withdraw from her. 
Being with her just felt so right.

She closed her eyes
.  Pleasure stretched through her body and she felt boneless.  She couldn’t move even if she wanted to.  Of course the enormous wolf lying on top of her also made that impossible.  She relished the feel of him inside her, of them being joined so intimately. 

She wanted to tell him how she craved this feeling, how much she wanted this intimate connection
to go on forever. But she couldn’t.  He was just a boy sowing his wild oats.
Some very enjoyable oats, but oats nonetheless.

A couple of times after sex she had almost blurted out that she was falling in love with him,
but thank goodness her mind had interceded and overruled her silly, treacherous heart.  She meant nothing to him, she was just a willing woman.  Wolves were very virile, they didn’t go without sex for long.  She was just someone to be with until he took a mate.

“You okay baby?
  Did you enjoy that?”

“
Mmm hmmm.” 
Was he kidding?  That was
unbelievable
.

He pulled her hair to one side and kissed her neck, inhaling her scent
again.  Her beautiful scent.  He couldn’t get enough. 
Mmmm lilies
.  He sighed into her neck. 

He felt himself
begin to harden inside her.  Her sheath immediately gripped him and she eagerly drove her hips back against him.  Within seconds he was rock solid.

He pulled out of her
unexpectedly and she wailed in frustration.  She scrambled to turn and face him, the look on her face was wild.  He swooped down and kissed her pushing her lips apart and forcing his tongue in her mouth, desperate for another taste.

He
pulled back, his eyes amber.  “Easy baby I’m not going anywhere.” 

He started shedding his clothes, her eyes feasting on the skin he uncovered.  “
I suggest you get rid of those clothes you’re wearing before I rip them off, and make yourself comfortable on your couch, because I plan on being inside of you in... less than a minute and I want it be somewhere more comfortable than the table because this time sure ain’t gonna end so quickly.”

Her eyes blazed with excitement
and she jumped down tearing off clothes as she ran for the living room.

“Ready or not here I come...”

Chapter Two

14
th
October

There was a foghorn. 
A loud irritating foghorn in her bedroom.  Terri opened her eyes in annoyance to find the source of this dreadful sound.  She found herself staring into the handsome face of Mal.

He was l
aying spread eagle on his front covering two thirds of her bed, one arm was thoughtlessly flung over her waist.  And he was snoring.
Loudly
.

She was surprised he was here
.  Usually he slipped away in the night without a word.  Not even bothering to leave a note.  She told herself she didn’t mind.  He usually had an early shift and so couldn’t stay with her, not that he’d ever said he wanted to.  Besides this was just sex.

He really was handsome. 
High cheekbones, straight nose and full lips.  He had the look of a perpetual surfer.  Wavy messy blonde hair, tanned skin and blue eyes the colour of the ocean. 
Yes, such a pretty little boy.

She shivered.  She realised they were both completely naked
.  She couldn’t even remember falling asleep last night, but then she must have been exhausted.  The covers were bunched at the bottom of the bed.  Mal had been... unrelenting, and now she felt agreeably sore.  Although she was a little surprised at how tender her breasts felt.  Mal had paid them some attention, he was nothing if not thorough, but he didn’t go overboard.

She carefully slipped from under him.  His breathing started to shallow
and he tensed slightly, she moved a pillow under his arm in her place.  His breathing evened out and he relaxed again.

Terri pulled on a robe and used the bathroom.  Brushing her hair she looked in the mirror appraisingly.  She knew she was pretty.  Her hair was a rich
inky black colour and it fell in waves down to her shoulders.  She had deep brown almond shaped eyes that almost appeared black.  A few freckles dusted her nose making her look younger than her 28 years.  Her cheeks were a little puffy but if she squinted she looked just like Lucy Liu.

Her body on the other hand was a little on the heavy side for her liking.  She had a tiny waist
but her hips and thighs were thick and her legs a little short.  At least she had good sized breasts.  Her mother, a tiny petite creature just like her sister Jessica, would tell her she was voluptuous just like Grandma Lin.  She scoffed at that, Grandma Lin was built with the grace and curves of a walking refrigerator.

Still Mal doesn’t seem to mind. 
Of course not, he’s 19 and you have sex with him.  He could care less what you look like.

It was
true, their so called relationship only involved having sex.  Mind altering, glorious sex.  But still.  They had gone out with a group of friends a couple of times but she had felt a little awkward when he put his arm around her and acted like they were a couple.  For one thing she had to buy his drinks for him and for another she felt people who didn’t know them, women especially, staring at the two of them. 
Maybe they thought he was an escort.

She felt he
r stomach rumble.  She crept out of the bathroom quietly.  He was snoring away, although he seemed to have moved and was curled around the pillow.

She went downstairs straightening pictures and furniture that had been
disturbed in their marathon lovemaking.  She switched on the coffee pot in the kitchen and started picking up and folding his discarded clothes.

She heard a grunt and whirled round. 
He was leaning against the door jamb yawning and raking his fingers through his hair.  He was completely naked and completely unbothered.  Her eyes immediately fell to his penis which was already at half mast.  He saw her and grinned widely.

“Got anything for breakfast
baby?”

Was he actually staying?
  “There’s cereal in the cupboard.”  She said pointing to where she kept it.

He moved forward and placed a quick kiss on her mouth and squeezed her ass.
  He surveyed the cereal before picking out the sugariest one she had.  Something she usually only kept for her time of the month when she needed perking up.  It had been ages since she’d actually eaten any...
hmmmm
.

He sat down heavily in one of the chairs.  He leered at her
, his eyes flicking to the table.  Remembering last night she blushed and he roared with laughter.

When it died down he stared at her expectantly.  “Oh, I’ll just get you a bowl shall I?”
  She asked sarcastically.

With some irritation, which was completely lost on him, she slammed a bowl,
a spoon and a bottle of milk in front of him.  He frowned a little at the size of the bowl but didn’t say anything.  He filled it as high as possible with cereal and milk and began shovelling it in his mouth with earnest.  When finished he poured another bowl and began again.

She scooted round
him, he was so big he practically filled her tiny kitchen.  He made no move to help pick up his clothes.  He merely watched her.

For one sick moment she felt like his mother.  She knew he still lived at home. 
Did his mother have to pick up his clothes and make his meals too?  Did he really still behave this way?

She placed his clothes in a pile on the table and began retrieving her own that she had wantonly threw off.

“So... you working today?”  He asked between spoonfuls.

“Actually no
, I’m going shopping with my mother and sister.”

“Oh.”  He seemed a little disappointed.

Her mind struggled trying to think of small talk, trying to think of something they had in common to talk about.  Nothing popped.  “So, how was your trip?  You’re back earlier than expected.”

“
Yeah, we got through things quicker than expected.  It was interesting, Don taught me a lot.  We did a lot of hunting and tracking, I had no idea it was so hard.”  His gorgeous faced creased in a frown.  “I missed you baby.” 

The statement startled her.  He had said it last night too, but at the time she hadn’t paid any attention.  She had assumed that going without sex for a week had been hard on the young wolf
and that he’d just missed that.  Her heart tightened. 
Had he gone without sex?  What if he had met someone else while he was away? 
Nope, wouldn’t matter if he had, he’s free to do whatever he wants. 

He looked at her
expectantly.  “I’m... glad you’re back.”  He smiled satisfied with her answer. 

She started
pouring coffee and making toast.  “You want some?” 

He nodded whilst finishing his fifth bowl of cereal. 
“What did you do while I was gone?”

He wasn’t particularly concerned about the answer
. He had asked his friend Casey to watch over her while he was gone.  To make sure she was safe but also to make sure no other men were sniffing around.  His wolf had howled and protested about being away from her but had been mildly placated with the daily reports Casey gave him. 
Of course Casey couldn’t watch her every minute of every day...

She had apparently spent the week working or staying at home for the most part. 
Casey had told him his woman was very boring.  To which Mal had snarled and Casey had chuckled.

She placed a large mug of coffee in front of him and taking a gamble six slices of buttered toast. 
“Not much, mostly just work.  Today’s my first day off in three weeks.”

She sat down opposite him and nibbled on her two slices whilst he wolfed his own down.

“So shopping huh?  Let me guess, new underwear?”  He smiled lasciviously at her.

She flushed.  “Actually no, my sister’s pregnant with her first
boy so we’re going to buy some clothes.”  Her face darkened slightly.

Mal knew her sister was a baby making machine, he’s seen the numerous pictures dotted around Terri’
s cottage but didn’t realise it bothered her.

“What about lunch?  Meet me for lunch?”

“I can’t, we’re going to make a day of it, the three of us.”

His face showed the frustration he felt, she was always difficult to pin down about making plans and they hadn’t been out together in three weeks.  In fact they’d actually only ever been out together twice and both times were with a group of friends.  “What about this evening?”

“It’s the pack pot luck.  Rosalee invited me, I said I’d go, I can’t back out.”

He remembered he was supposed to go to that too.
  He reached over and took her hand.  “I’ll pick you up and we can go together.” 

She wanted to protest but he
gave her such a puppy dog look she daren’t say no.  “Okay, pick me up at five?”

He grinned from ear to ear. 
“Definitely.”

He rose unexpectedly and her eyes fixed on his erection, he was fully hard
again.  He walked past his clothes to the door.

“Where are you going?”

“To have a shower baby.”  His eyes sparkled with mischief.  “Race you?”  He ran off taking the stairs two at a time, his laughter echoing through her small house.

To hell with it.
  She followed him, sinful thoughts bouncing through her mind.

*

Terri groaned.  The day was interminable.  They must have been to every shop that sold baby clothes in Alexandria and still had not bought anything.  None of the clothes were good enough. Too ugly, too bright, too dull, not the right material...

They were sat in a coffee shop having a drink and cake.  Well at least Terri was having a cake. 
Her mother Mai Lin never partook of anything sweet. 
Wouldn't want any sweetness to seep into her personality.
  Her sister Jessica was on a permanent diet, which had started when she was 11 years old, and continued even during her numerous pregnancies. She looked at Terri’s plate disapprovingly.
A moment on the lips a lifetime on the hips. 

Terri looked at her watch impatiently.  It was 2.30pm.  It would take her an hour to get home, and she would need at least an hour to achieve a natural 'I've just thrown this on' look for when Mal picked her up.  She should also shower again.  She felt sweaty from wa
lking around all day and she hadn't had time to wash her hair that morning.  Mal had taken her against the tiled wall of the shower twice, almost pounding her through the wall with his enthusiasm.  Warmth radiated through her womb at the memory. 
She
had to take her mind off him...

She studied her family. 
Her mother and sister were immaculate as always. Dressed in chic suits, Jessica's baby bump barely showing, they looked elegant and sophisticated. Terri felt like a heifer. 
An unkempt heifer at that
.

Her mother spent hours and exorbitant amounts of money maintaining her perfect appearance, whilst Jessica took pains to ensure she was
the trimmest woman in her mother and baby group.

Her mother was
a widow. But currently she was casually dating at least three wealthy widowers who for some unfathomable reason were besotted with her. 
Perhaps they liked being blasted with cold gusts of air.
  It rankled that her mother censured Terri for casually dating men when she did it herself.  Her mother believed that being able to date was her reward for the years of marriage she had endured.  To say her parents had not got on was an understatement.

Jessica had married a
gynaecologist ten years her senior the moment she graduated college.
Since then she had produced a child every year without fail and was now on her fifth, her first boy.

Jessica's
apparent need to have so many kids was at odds with her personality. She wasn't maternal, or patient and didn't 'do' dirty diapers.
Yet she seemed to be determined to breed her own football team.
She did however see her role in her family as more of a manager.

She hired
a nanny to take care of the kids, a housekeeper to take care of her house and a secretary to take care of her husband’s career. She then managed all these people whilst actively trying to improve her social standing.

Her mother Mai was inordinately proud of
Jessica, she had followed in her own footsteps. Married a successful doctor, became a dutiful wife and gave birth to children. 
Jessica ticked all the boxes.
  They were also things that her mother had wanted for Terri too. Terri was therefore something of a disappointment.

Mai had insisted her daughters go to college and earn degrees befor
e settling into their roles as wives. Instead Terri had gotten a job straight after college and started dating a restaurant manager.
That was before Jameson of course
.

Jessica had made her mother proud.
Jessica had received a degree in accounting and then snagging Dr Aaron Tam had married him immediately.

Jessica was prettier,
smarter and thinner than Terri.  On paper Jessica's life was perfect. A huge house, lots of children, a housekeeper, a nanny, an enormous wardrobe of clothes and shoes... yet recently Jessica's life left Terri feeling oddly cold.