SIERRA

The warm water cascading down my shoulders, feels oddly soothing as I stand under the shower thinking about Fenris's closed and cold behavior before he walked out on me. We didn't have a verbal argument like adults. No, he just left me there hanging without a proper conclusion. Does he still want to be with me? Does he reject the claim?

Oh no! I hope he doesn't reject me. What would I do if he rejected me?

Damn, I feel like hitting myself, to punish myself for rejecting my mate. My eyes burn, maybe because of the burn of the soap, surely not because of my tears. I am done crying over my misery.

My fingers have started pruning, I sigh at the sight of my wrinkled fingertips and shut off the shower tap. Taking a towel from the restocked rack I dry myself and then tie my hair up using another towel, my hands trembling.

Now, what do I wear? I drop my face on my palm, shaking my head at my stupidity. What was I thinking getting into the shower when I don't have clothes? Fuck this! Fenris wouldn't mind if I burrowed his shirt and shorts, right?

Making up my mind or rather distracting myself from my mate's cold behavior, I get out of the bathroom and start rummaging in through his closet, besides his bathroom.

Wow! He has shirts, jeans, shorts, tank tops and t-shirts in abundance. Great! I quickly pick up a black t-shirt and a black pair of shorts which has drawstrings.

There's a knock on the door just as I am finishing covering myself. I drop the towel in the basket and go to open the door. Taking a deep sniff, I confirm if its Fenris but am unable to catch the scent so I open the door, just a crack.

Standing on the other side is the same lady, Nora, with a welcoming smile. I open the door wide and return her smile with a tentative one as she barges into the room. I stand there a little awkward about all this.

"Oh my god! You look even more beautiful up close, my child. Come, sit with me. Don't be shy," she urges looking at my nervous state. I give her a small smile and go to sit on the edge of the bed trying to be at least a little graceful as she sits in front of me with a quiet authority.

"How are you feeling?" she asks soberly, her brown eyes shining in understanding. I quickly catch that she's asking me about the heat.

"I am feeling better now," I whisper, my voice hoarse.

"I got you some breakfast. I know you must be having a lot of questions but before that you should eat. You will need it," she says lifting the tray which I hadn't noticed till now.

"Thank you so much." I realise now that I am starving. My body pains but it's just the awesome reminder of my mate's skills which I definitely loved a lot but don't want to ponder upon right now.

The sight of bacon, orange juice, milk and toast being spread out by Nora just make my mouth water.

"I didn't know what you liked, child. I hope you are okay with this?"

"Oh no. I love it. Thank you," I say and dig into my much-awaited breakfast.

"I wish we had met in different circumstances. You my child are the best thing that has ever happened to Fenris," whispers Nora watching me eat like a mother hen. Her words make me regret my stupid rejection more. I smile in return not knowing how to reply to her obvious and whole-hearted acceptance.

I finish my breakfast in no time and pile up the empty plates in the tray, picking them up to take them back in the kitchen but remember that I don't know the way so I stop.

"No. I'll take the plates away. You should rest, dear," she says taking the tray out of my hands and I have no option than to give it to her. She gives me a smile and walks out of the room taking the tray with her.

Taking the towel out of my hair, I dry it and then tie it up in a loose knot.

There's another knock at the door and I think it is Fenris so I just open the door wide without looking at who it is. Elder Fridolf looks at me standing at the door seeking permission to enter. I wonder why he is here but nod before making way for him. Nora and Alcina enter behind him and I wonder what are they all doing in here? Where's Fenris? Did he leave me again?

"No need to worry, my dear. I am here to examine you, to check if there's any chance of you feeling the side-effects of the artificial heat. Oh and Tatiana sent a bag of your clothes and essentials," explains elder Fridolf as he sets down a medical briefcase on the coffee table. He keeps the bag beside his chair.

"Oh, okay." Goddess bless Tatiana Lupe!

Alcina sits on the other side of the bed while Nora sits in the chair where she sat before. Elder Fridolf pulls the other chair near the edge of the bed and motions me to take a seat in front of him. I follow his instructions.

"I need a blood sample and a vaginal sample. I will take the blood sample and go out of the room to give you some privacy for the vaginal sample. Nora will take your sample," he informs me and I swallow hard. I have never heard of a vaginal sample. Will it hurt? I squirm in my seat and wring my fingers in my lap looking from the elder to Nora and then back at the elder. They both offer me comforting smiles but it doesn't soothe me even a bit.

"O... okay," I stutter not able to keep the confusion and fear out of my voice. Nora notices this and comes closer to pat me on my shoulder.

As soon as her hands touch my shoulder, I feel a sting. I jerk back a little but then stay still when she keeps her hand on my shoulder the second time. The sting like feeling turns into a burning sensation but I control the urge to move back not wanting to offend her comforting gesture.

"Roll the sleeves of your t-shirt, child. I'll make it quick," whispers the elder and I obediently start rolling the sleeves. They are too big and I look like a dwarf in my mate's t-shirts. He prepares the syringe and I wince at the pointed needle but hold out my hand for the elder.

The elder holds my hand steady and brings the syringe closer to my skin but as soon as he does, I scream. A white-hot streak of burning pain slashes through my body which is ten times stronger than what I felt when Nora touched me. I scream as the elder's hands touch my skin and immediately the elder moves his hands back. I scoot back from him as the burning pain lodges and builds in my abdomen. It feels as if something is curling and unfolding inside of me, only this time it is stronger.

"What the hell?" I hear someone probably Alcina whisper from behind me as I clutch my elbow against my chest and curl into a ball as the pain increases. Sweat forms at my brows as I feel a terrible headache forming behind my eyes. I whimper at the pain but somehow keep from crying out.

Someone comes closer to touch my forehead but that touch sends another fit of spasms through my body and I scream at whoever's touching me. Skin to skin contact hurts more and I scoot back until I feel the bed's headboard behind my back.

"WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON HERE?" I hear my mate's shout as he literally tears open the door almost pulling it off its hinges, entering the room. I feel tears burning in my eyes at the pain and as I recall him walking out on me earlier.

I watch him through my tears as he walks closer towards me wearing only a pair of shorts, elder Raoul following him. Fenris climbs up on the bed making Alcina and Nora get up and away from him. He looks scary with his black eyes but oddly I don't feel scared, not of him.

Immediately, he pulls me in his arms and places me in his lap until I am engulfed completely in his embrace. I hug him back and this time I don't feel pain but rather a shiver of pleasure that slithers through my spine at the feel of his solid hard chest. The pain in my abdomen starts churning again and I try to sit up to clutch my belly but Fenris beats me to it.

"What's happening to her?" His chest rumbles beneath my cheek and hand as he speaks. I close my eyes and just breathe in his strong woodsy scent knowing well that he wouldn't let anything happen to me as he continues massaging my belly.

"We were just taking her blood sample when she screamed in pain. I think she experiences pain when touched by other people." Elder Fridolf says.

"But she isn't in pain now." I think that's Alcina speaking.

"Maybe her mate's touch is the only one that she can tolerate right now," speaks elder Raoul in his calm voice. Hearing him speak calmly reduces my fear but only slightly. Not knowing about the painful spasms running through my body, I whimper in fear and confusion. Immediately Fenris starts rocking me back and forth, kissing my temple and murmuring soothing words in my ear. I roam my fingers on his back to make sure that he is really here and that he will protect me from this like last time. It feels good when he touches me not in the soothing manner but in the more primal manner.

"Out. Get out, all of you," orders Fenris and surprisingly everyone including the elders walk out of the room. I close my eyes and kiss his mark, my claiming mark when we no longer have an audience.

"What's happening to you, baby?" he asks. I shiver at the endearment. Every time he calls me by that endearment, I feel as if I am the most important person in his life. I look up into his black eyes, his wolf clearly at the forefront and move back to caress his cheek, feeling a slight stubble which only adds in to the pleasure now running through me.

"I don't know. Elder took my elbow to take my sample but it hurt. Now it feels good but only when you touch me," I whisper and watch as his eyes flare a bit, the blue of it, coming back slowly and his face softening a bit. He shifts me so that I sit astride him and lifts the hem of my t-shirt. I stop him and then look at the door, not sure. What if someone comes in?

"No one will come upstairs. They wouldn't disturb us now unless we go out of this room or call them inside this room," he growls and I feel the rumble beneath my palms, resting on his chest. I shudder as his voice sends a jolt of pleasure in my core, my breasts start aching and I feel wetness pooling between my legs. I allow him to take off my t-shirt and then immediately roam my hands over his mark and neck, plunging my fingers in his hair.

Cupping my face in both his large hands, he tilts my face upwards and bends to kiss me. He kisses me with a ferocity that makes me forget about the people who are staying in the same house and can probably hear us. I forget about them and kiss my mate with the equal desperation.

Moaning at the feel of his tongue devouring my mouth, not leaving even an inch untouched, I clutch my fingers in his hair and shift closer to seek skin to skin contact. His hands slip downwards, trailing fire towards the back of my neck as he finds my mark. The slight feathery touches of his fingertips on my mark sends pleasure shooting in my clit and I jerk a bit. He holds me tightly carrying on his wonderful assault on my mouth and neck, leaving me breathless.

I pull back to draw in a much-needed breath but he doesn't stop and I don't want him to stop. Trailing kisses along my jaw and then down my neck he begins placing open mouthed kisses towards my breasts. My breasts ache in anticipation remembering the last time he kissed and bit them. I fist my hands in his hair and guide him towards my left nipple which makes him chuckle. I moan at his teasing kisses but pull his mouth near my breasts more forcefully and bless him, he obliges. I sigh at the tingling sensations which begin in my core.

His hands roam near my waist and deftly he removes my shorts. I wonder when he loosened them but don't mind when he lifts me slightly with one hand and removes first my shorts and then his. Turning me and then lifting me off his lap he places me on the bed and pushes at my chest so that I am lying on my back facing him. He hovers over me as if seeking permission. He did this last time too as if seeking permission to touch me more intimately. Vaguely I realise that he's hesitant because of my own actions. Not too long ago, I had called him a maniac for claiming me but now I feel like jumping him whenever I see him.

I scream when his hot but sharp tongue lashes on the tight bundle of nerves in my mound, coaxing it and then playing with it. Automatically, my hands fist in his hair to hold him there or to pull him back, I don't know, but the pleasure just turns my brain into mush.

"Do you like it baby?" he asks and I love the way he talks dirty in bed. I never thought my quiet and brooding mate to be such a force in bed but I love every second of it and have been yearning for it since morning.

I moan when his tongue dips in my channel making me nearly erupt in flames.

"Oh please, Fenris. Don't torture me like this," I plead pushing his head further into me. He only chuckles and pulls my thighs wider and a little higher before plunging in his tongue deeper into my heat. That's when I lose it. I scream as I come all over his tongue and mouth, holding onto his hair till the last of the orgasming sparks fade away.

I open my eyes after sometime and feel his heavy erection pressing at my entrance. Fenris is hovering above me waiting patiently. I give him a small smile and lift my hips up in anticipation but he only smiles and shakes his head. I frown at his hesitance but he doesn't keep me waiting for long.

"You marked me last night," he states and now I understand the direction of this conversation. I nod immediately to show that I don't regret it and throw my pride out of the window when I speak the next words.

"Will you mark me, please?" I plead, trying to make him understand my transparency. I look into his eyes all the time watching him stare back at me with such emotion that tears burn behind my lids at the thought of hurting this man before me. The one who without thinking gave me time to come to terms with my immature love. Here, lying beneath him and basking in his love, I realise that I wouldn't ever hurt him again, not even unknowingly.

With the decision made, I pull him closer not waiting for his answer or possible rejection and wrap my legs around him not allowing him to escape.

As if making up his mind, he pushes into me with such ferocity, claiming me as his own and I moan and he growls as his heavy length fills me to the hilt. He swallows my moan by kissing me and I open for him readily, seeking the comfort. He starts slowly but then loses his control, growling in the kiss making me moan louder.

Pulling away, he moves downward to lavish attention at my breasts and I take the opportunity to kiss his shoulders. My mark rests just below his shoulder blades and I lave my tongue along the length of his shoulder blades. Nipping and suckling at his skin, I reach the mark while my mate pumps into me, much faster now, bringing me closer to the edge. I bite into his shoulder, over his mark to avoid screaming as I come hard, harder than before.

Through my lust filled haze, I feel a sharp bite of pain in my neck where my mate had once promised me of marking.

The bite fills me with such elation and joy that I don't register the pain of the bite, only the joy that it brings me. He growls fiercely with his teeth lodged into my skin before emptying his seed in my channel and I come again at the feel of him orgasming inside me.

My body melts into a puddle of satiation, my vagina no longer throbbing with need. As the last of the orgasming sparks fade, I feel my eyes growing heavy and soon I fall asleep with my mate still lodged inside me.

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T'ree-ma kas-seh!

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