A Wolf's Oath (27 page)

The low growl that rose from deep within his throat startled
her and she began to pull away from the kiss. Releasing her from
his arms, Sebastian allowed her to take a step away from him before
turning her to face away from him.

He could feel his body changing the longer he kissed her and
the more intense his desire became. His gums ached as fangs
threatened to erupt from them so that he could mark her flesh and
show the world his claim upon her. Even if she failed to notice the
increased sharpness of his teeth, he knew that his eyes were now
undoubtedly amber. Nothing would give away the fact that he wasn’t
human faster than the golden hue that his eyes had taken
on.

Pulling her back to his chest he began tugging frantically at
the hem of her towel pulling it from her before wrapping an arm
around her waist and holding her tightly against him. She could
feel the heat that his skin emitted despite the layers of clothing
that separated them, the barely there sensation made her long for
true contact and she struggled to turn in his arms.

“
Stay still sweetheart.” His warm breaths feathered over her
ear and she shuddered at the feeling, shocked that he was capable
of arousing such intense sensations in her with so little
effort.

“
But Sebastian…” she pleaded, reaching around herself to gently
pull at the fabric of his shirt.

I need as many layers between us as possible,
he reasoned.
Otherwise I
might try to take her regardless of the consequences.
He eyed the soft skin of her shoulders his
decision made. “I’ll take it off as long as you promise to stay
still, don’t turn around.”

“
Why?”

Because I don’t want you to see me as I truly am,
he thought. “Because I say so,” he stated firmly,
his tone brokering no compromise and demanding complete
compliance.

“
Fine,” she agreed. At that point she would have said yes to
almost any request he had asked of her so long as he agreed to
touch her.

He took a single step away from her, his eyes trained on her
still form ensuring that she didn’t turn and see the amber of his
eyes. The shirt was removed quickly from his body, thrown away
carelessly before he moved close to her once more. His skin felt as
though it were on fire the instant he touched her, his hardened
member pulsating against the confines of the material he wore. He
rubbed his shaft against her bottom, seeking relief while his hands
rose to cup the soft skin of her breasts. They fit perfectly within
his palms and he lightly rubbed his thumbs against the straining
peaks of her nipples, smiling as Erica's body trembled within his
grip at the light contact.

She thrust her chest into his hands trying to force his touch
to become firmer but he easily thwarted her attempts to gain
relief, chuckling lightly into the curve of her neck, not giving
her more than he chose. His thumbs occasionally grazed her
sensitive nipples and she moaned in pleasure. His grip finally
tightened and she sighed in relief, her sigh quickly turning to a
gasp as he pulled and twisted her nipples with his thumb and
finger. The ache between her thighs had multiplied and she knew
that if he were to touch her there he would find her wet with
desire for him. She rocked her hips back against his shaft.
Apparently he was reading her thoughts, as one of his hands left
her breast and moved slowly down the curved slope of her stomach.
His fingers played at length with the small dip of her belly button
and she groaned in frustration, needing his hand to continue its
downward descent. Her legs parted in invitation and he took the
hint.

His fingers stopped teasing her, delving into her moist heat.
She moaned loudly at the sensation of his fingers moving lightly
over her sensitive flesh. The tip of his finger grazed the small
bundle of nerves assured to pleasure her and she shuddered against
him. He thrust two fingers within her tight sheath and the shudders
transformed into full body tremors. When his fingers left her she
felt distinctly empty but as they began to move firmly against her
she found she no longer cared. Sebastian groaned as her hips began
to move against him, her ass rubbing against his shaft. She
surprised him when she twisted within his embrace and leapt into
his arms. He thanked God for small miracles as his eyes were closed
and she didn’t see the strange amber colouring.

The new position brought her centre into intimate contact
with his shaft and he groaned aloud, he could feel how hot and wet
she was despite the fabric that separated them. He rocked his hips
against her and she groaned. Moving across the kitchen he lay her
down against the counter top, exposing her to his gaze. He kept his
eyes averted from her face, hoping she wouldn’t notice the change
in his appearance before his head descended and he took one of her
rosy nipples into his mouth. She moaned loudly, her hands rising to
keep his head in place as her hips rocked against his.

Regardless of the layers of clothes that separated them,
Sebastian was revelling in the sensations his mate’s body was
causing in him. His shaft throbbed, desperate with the need for
release and yet he refused to stop thrusting against her despite
the fact that each meeting of their sexes brought him closer and
closer to the edge. The need to claim her was strong, the instinct
demanding that he do what was natural to their people. He lifted
his head from her breast, groaning as her nipples stabbed at his
chest before moving upward to her neck.

“
Sebastian,” Erica groaned as pleasure continued to rise within
her. She rocked her hips against his, longing for the feel of his
bare skin against her. While the material of his trousers was
deliciously abrasive against her core, she knew that if Sebastian
were as naked as she, things could only become more pleasurable.
Her hands descended to the tight muscles of his ass before reaching
around for the button on his trousers that would free him from
their confines and expose him to her.

He nipped at the skin of her neck in retaliation for the
move.
I’m already in enough trouble with
her as it is. There’s no need to make things worse.
“No Erica.”

“
But Sebastian…”

Her words were cut off as he ground his hips forcefully
against her, rubbing at her core and sending ripples of pleasure
coursing through her body. Her back arched from the counter, her
hands falling to his buttocks as she pulled him closer and thrust
back against him.

I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be doing this.
The words ran through his head like a mantra
trying to warn him about the consequences of his actions. He could
feel his seed rising and knew that if he continued it wouldn’t be
long before he did something embarrassing. He had never come in his
pants, not even in the early years of his growth but as Erica
continued to tug at him, demanding that he continue, her short
pants of breath affecting him deeply, he found that he cared less
and less about the inevitable end result of this frantic coupling.
Damning the consequences he thrust against her harder and faster
than before, as desperate for her release as he was for his own.
His lips continued to move against the skin of her neck, keeping
his inhuman eyes from her while she continued to grab his hips,
bucking against him wildly. A final thrust of his hips sent her
careening over the edge into blissful oblivion, pleasure more
intense than anything she could remember ripping through
her.

He felt her hands go limp as she released him. He stepped
away from her, enjoying the flush that had risen to her cheeks and
the fine sheen of sweat that covered her body while conspicuously
trying to ignore the wetness in his lower regions that was a result
of both his and Erica's releases. He sucked in deep breaths trying
to calm himself.

“
Sebastian?” Erica called.

He turned to look at her, forgetting that he could still be
animalistic in form. Erica didn’t mention anything however and he
sighed with relief. “What is it?”

“
Why wouldn’t you let me undress you?”

Again with the questions? If I had let you undress me then I
would have been buried deep within you without a second’s thought.
I’m not even sure I would feel guilty about it and then you would
be stuck with me and when you eventually remember who and what you
are, it would cause problems in our relationship.
“I shouldn’t have done this Erica, I’m sorry. You
don’t remember me and I took advantage of you.”

“
Sebastian, I might not remember anything about you from before
the accident, but I have new memories of you and these new memories
mean more to me than the one’s I’m meant to have. It doesn’t matter
if I never remember. There are people in the world that are far
worse of than I am. I have you and with every day that we spend
together it becomes more and more clear why I fell in love with you
in the first place. I’m falling in love with you Sebastian, there’s
no need to be sorry for this.”

“
Erica,” he groaned, her words affecting him deeply. “If you
can still say that in a few weeks then we’ll finish this I
promise.”
Hopefully you’ll have got your
memory back by then and I won’t have to worry about you finding
about your wolf heritage with the coming of the new full moon
because I will change, hunt you down and be buried deep inside you
before you even realise what’s going on.

“
Fine,” she stated defiantly. “I know my feelings won’t have
changed by then, if anything I’ll just be more solid in my belief
of them.”

“
If that really is the case then I’ll be the happiest man alive
Erica.”
But with my unlucky streak things
won’t go that smoothly.

Chapter
Twenty-Eight

Erica jolted awake, sitting upright in the bed as she finally
escaped the fog of sleep. Her heart was pounding within her chest
so hard that she was surprised it was still within the confines of
her ribs. Her skin was coated in a fine layer of perspiration and
the tell-tale moisture she felt on the sheets beneath her fingers
told her she had been sweating for some time. Her eyes darted
around her room frantically trying to find the faceless enemy that
haunted her sleeping hours. As had been the case every other night
she had had the dream, she found nothing. The nightmare with the
bodiless voice had thankfully not occurred every night she had
stayed in her new home, coming and going sporadically. She swung
her legs to the side and forced herself from the warmth of her
sheets. As was always the case, the light from Sebastian's bedroom
called to her. They had been living in the cabin for a little over
a week and since the first night that she had had the nightmare,
his door was always open, silently inviting her to join him.
Despite the fact that he had said he wouldn’t take their
relationship further until she was more sure of her feelings
towards him, he had never turned her away when she needed the
comfort he so easily provided after the horrors of her
dreams.

She quickly crossed the short distance that separated them
and walked into his room. His sheets were, as usual, tangled around
the lower half of his body, as they had been every night she had
walked into his room. One night she had decided to watch him
prepare for bed. Seeing him walk through his nightly routine had
been surprisingly intimate but she had only been concerned with how
exactly he put himself to sleep. Surprisingly she had found that
the duvet was wrapped tightly around his upper torso when he had
put himself to sleep, telling her that her fiancé was unable to
stay still in bed. She had momentarily pondered about what would
happen when they eventually started sharing a bed, the thought of
being unceremoniously kicked out of bed by Sebastian's wandering
limbs had her in hysterics and she had left his room moments
later.

Her hand reached forward as though to wake him but as a
thought came to her it froze in mid air.
I
shouldn’t do this.
She snatched her hand
back, clutching it tightly against her chest.
Our relationship is never going to progress if he thinks that
he has to take care of me all the time. All that this is doing is
reminding him that I can’t remember anything. Just because I can’t
remember what came before doesn’t mean that I’m not perfectly
capable of taking care of myself. Yes, it is nice to have Sebastian
with me but I want him to know that he can rely on me too. He can’t
take everything onto himself.

That’s the spirit.
The mysterious
voice within her mind cheered. The voice hadn’t faded away and
disappeared despite all Erica's wishing that it would, and so she
had reluctantly accept that it was a part of her and one that
wasn’t likely to leave anytime soon. As long as the voice didn’t
start telling her that the world was against her or that aliens
were listening to her thoughts, it could stay.

The sun was fairly high in the sky telling Erica that others
would be awake. Sebastian tended to sleep late on the mornings that
she didn’t wake him because of her dreams.
It’s to be expected I guess,
she
sighed.
He’s always on the phone until
really late talking to his brother.
Sebastian had told her that he worked for his family’s
business, which was the reason he could manage to take so much time
off work but there were conditions attached. He and his brother had
nightly conferences where they talked about things she couldn’t
quite get her head around and judging from what Sebastian had told
her of Ryan, neither could he, which was why they had to spend so
long talking.