Warning: This chapter is highly explicit.

This chapter is dedicated to waterandfire_xox
Thank you for giving me the confidence and inspiration through your own story 'Toxicity' to write this chapter.

I was craving her. Just one more kiss. I needed to feel her skin against mine again and wanted her sweet taste mixed with mine. I knew she wasn't sick, she was ashamed of the events that had happened and never thought she'd be in that position standing next to me. I needed to see her again, feel her again.

As I snuck into the girl's dormitory room, I made my way over to Sam's room. Her door was slightly opened ajar, but I still remained patient and knocked before entering. Her roommate opened the door wider and asked why I was there in the first place. I was taken aback a bit by her roommate's presence. Sam really wasn't lying about how this girl looked and smelled. After exchanging some words, she told me that Sam has moved out of this room and moved into a single dorm room. I was relieved to know that she didn't just move away or something, but I followed the numbers on the rooms down the hall until I reached number 122.

Sam's POV:

Today has been more tough for me than usual. I really like Wolf, but he doesn't show that affection back. I really thought that kiss meant more to him, but it felt like he was ignoring me.

I couldn't face him at that party. I felt too embarrassed about everything that happened and how fucked up my father really was.

He probably thinks I'm a lunatic.

I heard a knock on my door while I was placing some books on my bookshelf. It's been great having room for myself for a change and I wouldn't change it for anything. "Come in," I called as I continued filling my bookshelf.

Almost immediately, giving me no time to turn around, Wolf envelope me in his arms from behind as the door shut behind him. His earthy aroma made me want to turn around with just one whiff. He reached down with his left hand and raised my slack too-short-for-public skirt. Even if I wanted to move, I couldn't. It felt as though his fingers had completely paralysed my brain. He spins me around, and we fell to the ground graciously, with his icy blue eyes locked with mine. He knew I would kiss him back, so I smiled and leaned in, our lips touching each other softly.

In a single, soft tug, his arms encircled my back, bringing our skin together. He adored the smoothness of my hair, and I could feel it in his touch as he watched it fall away behind my ear. His touch then travelled from my hair to my lips. Our physical structures meshed together as if we were designed specifically to fall into each other and experience this rhythmic pattern.

He took me off my knees with a grin, moved me in the direction of the bed, and then let me gently fall on the bed. Just long enough that we feel more secure in one another's presence, our eyes stayed locked together. He carefully kisses me from my toes up while undoing my buttoned-up shirt and removing my skirt. I pulled him closer and removed his shirt revealing his sharp abs. My back arcs in eagerness as I realise where his fingers are about to touch. As he does, I lean back against the cushion and let out my first moan.

Wolf's POV:

Fuck what am I doing? I have no idea what I'm doing. Must I put one finger in? Two? ALL OF THEM?

Two seems right, I guess? God, why did I decide that now is the time?

I hope I'm not hurting her. What if I'm hurting her? Fuck let's just go back to kissing.

"Wolf," she whispered calmly.

I suddenly stopped, scared that I'm doing something wrong. "Am I hurting you? Are you okay?" I quickly asked as I almost stumbled over my words.

"You're doing great," she smiled innocently. "Take a breath and do what feels natural. Your mind might not know what to do, but your body does," she whispered as she pulled my face closer to hers. "Let your wolf out, I need him," she whispered seductively.

I sunk into her loving smile and kissed her gently, but with passion. I moved my hand down her stomach feeling more confident in myself and slowly let one finger go in. I felt more in control even though I still didn't know exactly what I was doing. It was amazing to feel the pressure squeeze my finger as I entered it. As I drew my finger in and out of her, I could hear her moan with satisfaction. She yanked my neck closer to her breasts and her breathing got heavier. She trembled, and the sensation of how delicate she felt on the inside drove my dick wild. It was throbbing at this point.

I trailed my hands back to her shoulders and kissed her harder. I wanted her, only her. "Are you ready?" she whispered in my ear as she nibbled on it.

I nodded to her question and she forcefully flipped me onto my back. I helped her undo my jeans and within seconds I was as vulnerable as I could ever be. "You don't have to do anything," she smiled as she trailed her hand over my stomach while sitting on me. "You're tense," she realised. "You need to relax your muscles, close your eyes and let me make you happy."

I tried my best to relax, but my anxiety at this stage was already in full control of my mind and body. As much as I want to follow her instructions, I can't help myself but stare at her beautiful eyes. Her delicate curves drew me in. She was the most amazing girl I'd ever met, with the muscle of a footballer and the blessed fat of a baby... easy to talk to and fun to be around. Being a good listener, someone who strives to build connections and joy, and see things from new angles, has its own beauty. Perhaps the best way to describe her eyes was safe. She was something substantial and true, with a beauty that made those runway models look as paper-thin as they are. That was my girl before she was mine, and it was her for the rest of her life. That kind of beauty is untouchable by age; it simply exists.

And then, it happens. It was the best feeling I have ever experienced in my life. I couldn't help myself but lift my pelvis deeper into her. I could hear her whimper and moan, but she was in full control. As I lost myself in her, I began to dissociate and to lose a little bit of my sense of reality. She and I were now under the direction of my body. I swung her onto her back and continued to thrust. As she sucked my neck fiercely, I could feel her heart racing and the warmth of her breath on my skin. My hands were holding her hair and pulling her towards me as I pushed and pushed as hard as I could, and a small whimper escaped her mouth.

Get a grip, Wolf! You're hurting her!

I immediately let go of her hair and felt her squeezing my hand as firmly as she could. Her soft and gentle lips pulled away from each other while her eyes were completely shut. I could feel her quivering around my dick and the sensation felt amazing. She was crying when I looked down, but she could not complain since her body was so intent on cumming. She urged me to keep going after sensing my reluctance. "I need him now, Wolf!" she yelled in pleasure. Something shifted in my mind and body, a force larger than myself was now in control. The wolf was now in control. I couldn't help but gnaw on her collarbone aggressively. Grabbing her so tenaciously that blood was drawn. And then it happened, the built-up frustration inside me filled her up, and I felt it seeping out well beyond my dick as I collapsed on top of her. I continued to cum until my eyes rolled into the back of my head. I buried my head between her breasts, feeling blood and sweat flow down her breasts.

I heard the echoes of my heartbeat against hers as it was thumping quickly and vigorously.

For a few minutes, I nibbled and suckled on her enchanting nipples while my dick gradually returned to being barely inside of her. Then, with her caressing my face, I dozed off on her lovely, soft belly.