It was a few hours later when Angel awoke from her short nap. She felt a little better, she really needed that rest. Her brain had been spinning with all the new information and her body couldn't handle the stress that was put on it. She walked out to the living room to find the guys still watching TV where she had left them a few hours before. She sat back down next to Ryan, and he placed his arm around her shoulder.

"Are you feeling better now?" he asked with a quick kiss to her cheek.

"Yes, much better, thank you. I just needed to get some rest and clear my head a little" she responded.

She had so many questions that she wanted to ask, but she wanted to be alone with Ryan when she asked them. Its not like she didn't trust the other two men, she just didn't feel as close to them as she did with Ryan. She felt that she could be more herself around him, and wouldn't feel stupid asking him the questions that were floating in the back of her mind.

At the moment she didn't want to ask any questions. She just wanted to sit here with him, and pretend like nothing had changed between them in the last few hours. She wanted to pretend that she didn't know anything more about them then she had known the day before. It wasn't really working for her.

She couldn't help but think about how much the four of them had in common. She wondered if it was fate that had brought the three men to the house next door a month earlier. She didn't know if she even believed in fate, but with everything that was happening today she was starting to think that she did.

They spent the rest of the evening watching another movie, after they had ate dinner. The movie helped Angel keep her mind off the questions that she was waiting to ask. It was a horror flick and she found herself holding tightly onto Ryan next to her. Sometimes even hiding her face in his chest when things happened in the movie that would scare her. She was never one to like horror movies. She was always so jumpy and often found herself letting out little screams when the killer would appear out of nowhere.

She would always tell herself that she didn't have to ever worry about being one of the stupid girls in the movies that always got killed. She would have been able to hear the killer coming before he would have even had a chance to attack her. She was sure that she would have been faster than the killer too. She had never met anyone that could keep up with her while she was running.

She was relieved when the movie came to a close. He muscles were getting stiff from being so tense during the movie. She stood up to stretch the aching muscles and roll her stiff shoulders. Ryan must have noticed how uncomfortable she was, and asked her if she would like a massage before bed.

They bid the other two men goodnight and headed into her bedroom. Ryan began to massage her back and shoulders and she could feel her body slowly starting to relax. The feeling of the warmth from his hands on her back, and the sensations that ran through her body as he ran his hands up and down her body soon had her thinking of other things than the massage. She wanted to feel his hands on other places of her body.

It was almost as if their minds worked as one. As soon as those thoughts came into her mind his hands began to explore more of her than just her back. He ran his hands across the sides of her ribs and glided them across the edges of her breasts. He worked his way down her back and massaged both of her calves and inner thighs. He grabbed onto one side of her hips and flipped her body so she was lying on her back.

He showered kisses all across her body. He licked and sucked on her tender nipples, causing her to press her hips against his body. He massaged her breasts and lightly twisted at her nipples. She felt herself getting moist down below, and was longing for him to enter her.

He moved his attention from her breasts and slowly moved his body lower on hers. He placed his hands on the inside of her thighs and slowly moved her legs apart. He gave her soft kisses above her curls, and her body was aching for him to give her more. She whimpered at him to give her more attention, and then she felt his tongue on her nub. She shivered at the feeling and moaned in response to the pleasure.

As he worked his tongue around her lower parts she dug her hands into his shoulders, begging for more. She soon moved her hands to the sheets as she tried to get a grip on something to hold her body down. She couldn't help but push her hips up in response to his licking.

He put his hands on her hips and held her in place, as he slid his fingers into her and curled them around feeling her insides. She could feel herself losing control, and she knew that she couldn't hold back any longer. She released as he moved his fingers inside of her a few more times and he let out a soft growl of approval.

She laid there completely satisfied, trying to control her heavy breathing. How could this man be so good at pleasing her, she thought to herself? She had never felt anything like the things that he could do to her in her entire life. It was like he was just built for her, and she was built for him.

He knew every inch of her body. All the places she liked to be touched. He knew exactly how to move his fingers inside of her to hit her most sensitive spots. He was absolutely perfect for her, and she couldn't imagine living a day in her life without him there with her. She wanted more of him. She wanted to feel all of him inside of her. If she wasn't so worn out for the amazing experience that he just given her, she would have asked him for more.

Ryan moved back up on the bed to lie next to his mate. He could hear her heavy breathing and knew that he had done his job right. He loved to watch her as he pleasured her body. The way that she would push her hips towards him, made him want to give her more. He wanted to make sure that he pleased every inch of her body. When he would slow down she would whimper for more, and it drove him to explore deeper and farther inside of her.

He wanted to give her all of him. He wanted to mate with her so bad, but he knew it wasn't the right time yet. His wolf fought inside of him trying to push him to give his mate his seed. He had to use all of his strength to stop himself from entering into her. He just wanted to make sure that she was satisfied. He could hold off on his own satisfaction until he knew that she was really ready for him.