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Sin Of Hearts (18+) - Chapter 6
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For as long as he can remember, he had always loved these woods. It was a place where he could let his other side free; a temporary escape from his problems.
It was the mating night again tonight and Carl had yet to find his mate.
He ran in the forest, the sounds of his wolf’s paws hitting against the soil seemed to echo in the calm of the night. The feeling the air brushing his fur and the thrill his lycan speed brought him, somewhat aided him to get his mind off the growing loneliness he felt.
He had gone without a mate for far too long.
As he continued to run, he had this sudden need to explore the boundaries meant to keep humans and supernaturals away from each other.
His senses were enough to alert him of possible life forms around him so as to avoid the eyes of humans.
With that thought he pushed his paws fastly as he glided past the trees in a blur for what seemed like a long time
He got out of the forest and into the clearing as his eyes landed on the beautiful lake which was just a few steps ahead of him, illuminated by the light of the mating moon.
His lycan form couldn’t help but appreciate the beauty of nature right in front of him. This was a place far from their pack lands and much closer to the human territories. He could hardly remember coming here once, but never did he witness this place in its full glory.
But that wasn’t all that caught his attention.
Just a few feet away from him, at one end of the lake, a woman with raven hair and skin that seemed to be practically glowing under the light of the moon, lay half submerged in the water. Most of her upper body was against the earth while her hands occasionally swayed in the water. Her eyes were closed, face up towards the moon as if relishing the feeling the night brought along with it and a small, serene smile played on her lips. Lips which he had a hard time taking his eyes off of.
She seemed to be wearing a camisole like long white gown. No doubt she had come out for a dip in the lake. She looked no less than a moon goddess to Carl right now and the loud beating of his heart seemed to agree with him. He wondered if that was how meeting your mate felt like.
His eyes ran around, scoping the surroundings. He couldn’t help but wonder what was she doing here. He had never seen her before, then again, he hadn’t actually ever come this far as well as this area was common to humans.
His eyes spotted a small cabin house nearby, not too far from where his mate was. But he couldn’t feel any signs of life. Had she been living alone? Why didn’t he ever run into her? She appeared to be human as well as he couldn’t smell the scent of lycans common to him.
For a moment there was pity in his heart. He knew how difficult it could be for a human that too a young woman living all by herself. But it soon hardened into determination.
He wouldn’t leave her by herself. He had finally found the one made for him and he was going to keep her by his side and shower her with all the affection she deserved as his goddess blessed. No one could take her away from him, not even herself. He would claim her as his tonight under the mating moon.
His eyes continued to appreciate her features. His breath was caught for a moment when he noticed one her hands cupping some water and then gliding it down her torso.
For her that may have been something normal, but for him this was nothing less than a sensuous teasing especially under the mating moon and this he couldn’t stop the low growl of desire leaving from his mouth.
This foreign sound quickly caught her attention as her head whipped to her side and her eyes caught him standing in all his lycan glory.
Fear was the evident emotion on her face as he moved towards her, slowly, which was quick to transform to panic as he shifted to his human form and an audible gasp left her lips.
She got out of water and edged away from him as he made his way towards her. His eyes looking at her in a daze as his greens met her dark browns and he couldn’t seem to, more like didn’t want to move his gaze away from hers.
The panic seemed to lessen, though not completely vanishing, the more she stared at him. Could she feel the pull as well? He had only one way of knowing.
When he was only an arm’s length away she suddenly seemed to get out of her stupor as she decided to run back to her shack but the chase only fuelled Carl’s wolf.
His arm quickly shot out and grabbed her waist as he pulled her against his chest. The fact that she was glued to his practically na*ked body didn’t seem to bother him. She was wet from head to toe and her gown clung to her body. His one hand was on her waist holding her tight as she tried to fight her way out and away from him, and his other hand went to cup her cheek as he softly but gruffly whispered, “Mate.”
This seemed to send her in some kind of stupor again but it broke as soon as she felt his hand in her waist hiking up, feeling her skin firmly. Her struggles grew and her breathing turned heavy. Her wet hands slid against his shoulder blades everytime she tried to shove him.
Just as he reached her bre*sts, his hands stopped. Slowly, his warm palm moved towards the side of her br*asts as he thumb ran circles there. Her breathing hitched as his thumb came ever so close to her bud and the hand in his shoulder shook slightly.
His eyes trailed from her beautiful brown orbs to her small nose and then to her perfect, pink, kissable lips that begged to be bitten. His gaze moved to her neck and from there followed the path of a stray water droplet that traveled from her collarbones to her chest and then disappearing beneath her clothes, where her two beautiful mounds lay hidden. His gaze was fixed on her chest which rose and fell with every heavy breath she took.
L*st clouded his eyes as he looked at her, noticing the same emotion beginning to grow in hers as well which she tried to fight hard.
He chuckled at her internal battle but he understood that she wasn’t aware of the power of the mate bond. He was not going to let her go now.
“What is your name?” he asked her. When no reply came from her, the hand at her side suddenly cupped her right bre*ast with a bit extra pressure.
“S-Sierra!” her reply came out as half gasp and half moan and a smirk made its way up on his face.
He leaned his face in the crook of her neck as breathed deeply, while his hand continued to rub and fondle her bre*st.
“Sierra.” he repeated her name in his husky voice, tasting it on his lips for the first time. Something about her name only was enough to conjure fantasies of her in his mind.
He could feel her shivering as he kissed her on the neck and on her shoulders, occasionally nibbling and licking at her skin, while his hands roamed her body.
As his hands gripped her clothes to rip it, she suddenly became more conscious as she tried to escape from him again.
Pushing at him hard, she tried to run away in the direction of her home just as a possessive growl released from his mouth. And she made the mistake of looking back as she staggered and tripped over, falling on the ground.
He hadn’t used his full strength in her, considering her frail body. But that didn’t mean he was ready to let go of her anytime soon. She was made for a beast like him and he was determined to posses the gift given to him.