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Authors: Mychal Daniels
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what had happened.
Sly wolf .
Chapter 9
Slivers of moonlight filtered through the slits of the bedroom blinds. Ethereal light provided enough illumination for Celia to see more than outlines. She bubbled with anticipation at the grounding feel of safety. That welcome feeling was back, wrapping her into its essence. Owain with her was the key. At this very moment, she knew there was nothing she couldn’t do with him by her side.
She’d been patient as he took a shower and then shaved. He’d said he needed to wash the outside off and present himself properly to her. That felt like it had been eons ago. New jitters were starting to claim her again. Was he having second thoughts, in there trying to figure out a graceful way to bow out?
Stop being an insecure little bitch. Even if he wasn’t that into you, men don’t give up an opportunity like this. You’re practically throwing it at him. Calm the hell back down.
With that stern slap of a pep talk done, she opted for the direct approach and asked, “What’s taking you so long?” The impatience that crept into her voice wasn’t to her liking, but she’d overcome maddening internal conjecture to ask what she wanted to know.
“Almost done.” His reply sounded muffled, like he was talking into a towel or under the sink.
She’d let that pass. Celia stayed put in the middle of the huge bed, where he’d deposited her earlier. But he was taking too long in the bathroom. Sounds of him rummaging through things echoed into the room.
“Ow, shit!” she heard him curse as his head must have connected with a pipe or something else. Yep, he was definitely under the sink, looking for something.
She laughed when he finally emerged from the bathroom shaking what had to be an industrial sized box of condoms at her.
“It’s been a while love, took time to locate the buggers.”
“That means they were waiting for me to show up.”
“Exactly,” he said, diving into the bed next to her.
Wafts of his male essence flooded her senses, threatening to make her explode. His closeness caused her to involuntarily hum with excitement. He was her accelerator and her stabilizer. She dared to reach out to him in the darkness. He clasped her hand in his, placing her palm along the side of his freshly shaven cheek.
She whimpered as the sensation of bodily connection to him commenced its journey. Owain sat up, looking at her in the dark. He kept her hand against his cheek as he stared at her, pulling her into him through those orbs of perfection, that were his alone. For a split second, moonlight connected with those eyes, showing how close his wolf was to the surface. Celia saw both as one now and enjoyed seeing how they both reacted to her.
The longer they continued, the more intense the stare became. It penetrated her last defenses. She wanted and needed to disrobe completely in his presence. Her essence must shine forth. It was as if he called to it, beyond even her understanding. An audible moan of delight escaped her at the sight of those gleaming eyes, steadied and focused on her. Celia had no doubt she was the center of his attention and focus. And he was hers.
A gentle tug at the periphery of her core of understanding, encouraged her, allowing her to release more tension from every part of her being. An instant rush of pure energy swarmed around, creating a magnetic pull between them.
“Come to me,” she whispered, allowing the darkness to swell the impact of her command.
His growl was almost inhuman, as he obeyed. Allowing him to push her back against the soft bed linen, she couldn’t contain her need to touch him. Her eyes trailed her fingers’ movements, as she ran light touches over his shoulders and arms. He was hers and she was his.
“I see you. I see it all and you are divine, my darling, absolute perfection,” he whispered into her ear.
She took in what he said, noting how full of life his words were. “You’re mine and I’m yours.”
Sly wolf .
Chapter 9
Slivers of moonlight filtered through the slits of the bedroom blinds. Ethereal light provided enough illumination for Celia to see more than outlines. She bubbled with anticipation at the grounding feel of safety. That welcome feeling was back, wrapping her into its essence. Owain with her was the key. At this very moment, she knew there was nothing she couldn’t do with him by her side.
She’d been patient as he took a shower and then shaved. He’d said he needed to wash the outside off and present himself properly to her. That felt like it had been eons ago. New jitters were starting to claim her again. Was he having second thoughts, in there trying to figure out a graceful way to bow out?
Stop being an insecure little bitch. Even if he wasn’t that into you, men don’t give up an opportunity like this. You’re practically throwing it at him. Calm the hell back down.
With that stern slap of a pep talk done, she opted for the direct approach and asked, “What’s taking you so long?” The impatience that crept into her voice wasn’t to her liking, but she’d overcome maddening internal conjecture to ask what she wanted to know.
“Almost done.” His reply sounded muffled, like he was talking into a towel or under the sink.
She’d let that pass. Celia stayed put in the middle of the huge bed, where he’d deposited her earlier. But he was taking too long in the bathroom. Sounds of him rummaging through things echoed into the room.
“Ow, shit!” she heard him curse as his head must have connected with a pipe or something else. Yep, he was definitely under the sink, looking for something.
She laughed when he finally emerged from the bathroom shaking what had to be an industrial sized box of condoms at her.
“It’s been a while love, took time to locate the buggers.”
“That means they were waiting for me to show up.”
“Exactly,” he said, diving into the bed next to her.
Wafts of his male essence flooded her senses, threatening to make her explode. His closeness caused her to involuntarily hum with excitement. He was her accelerator and her stabilizer. She dared to reach out to him in the darkness. He clasped her hand in his, placing her palm along the side of his freshly shaven cheek.
She whimpered as the sensation of bodily connection to him commenced its journey. Owain sat up, looking at her in the dark. He kept her hand against his cheek as he stared at her, pulling her into him through those orbs of perfection, that were his alone. For a split second, moonlight connected with those eyes, showing how close his wolf was to the surface. Celia saw both as one now and enjoyed seeing how they both reacted to her.
The longer they continued, the more intense the stare became. It penetrated her last defenses. She wanted and needed to disrobe completely in his presence. Her essence must shine forth. It was as if he called to it, beyond even her understanding. An audible moan of delight escaped her at the sight of those gleaming eyes, steadied and focused on her. Celia had no doubt she was the center of his attention and focus. And he was hers.
A gentle tug at the periphery of her core of understanding, encouraged her, allowing her to release more tension from every part of her being. An instant rush of pure energy swarmed around, creating a magnetic pull between them.
“Come to me,” she whispered, allowing the darkness to swell the impact of her command.
His growl was almost inhuman, as he obeyed. Allowing him to push her back against the soft bed linen, she couldn’t contain her need to touch him. Her eyes trailed her fingers’ movements, as she ran light touches over his shoulders and arms. He was hers and she was his.
“I see you. I see it all and you are divine, my darling, absolute perfection,” he whispered into her ear.
She took in what he said, noting how full of life his words were. “You’re mine and I’m yours.”
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