*****Edited by krisgee*****

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There is a rated "R" version of this chapter in my set of restricted chapters for "When I Look at You" for those that are interested.

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Chapter 23  (Amy)     

            Everything hurt.  My stomach hurt, my body ached, I just wanted to curl up and die.  Please make it stop, I thought pitifully to myself.

            “Sweetie,” I heard Tabby call out for me.

            I moaned in answer and felt a cool cloth against my forehead.

            “Will somebody get off their ass and bring him here?” I heard Tabby speak to another person in the room.

            The conversation went on for a few more minutes, but the words began to run together.  I didn’t care what they were saying any longer.  I just wanted this cursed heat to go away.

            The door slammed and I heard Tabby’s soft voice at my ear again.

            “Just a few more minutes, sweetie.  Hold on, it will be just a few more minutes,” she cooed while stroking my hair. 

            “Yeah, yeah,” I managed to croak between my trembling lips.  I wasn’t sure what I was agreeing to, I just wanted her to shut up.

            We sat there in Tabby’s room surrounded by blessed darkness while I shivered in pain and prayed to the Moon Goddess for it all to end.

            Sometime later I felt Tabby move from the bed and I got scared.  I didn’t want to be alone.  Steven left me; I wouldn’t survive if Tabby did too.  I wanted to reach out for her but I was too afraid to move my arms from around me.  If I moved them then my body may just fall apart.  

            It was a hell of a situation to be in and then I felt it.  I felt that warm touch.  I knew that touch.  I opened my eyes wide and spoke.

            “Stevie?”

            “It’s me baby, I will never you leave you again,” he promised.

            “Stevie,” I repeated with my raspy voice.

            “Shh baby, please don’t cry,” he said to me and that was the first time that I felt the warm wetness trickling down my cheeks. 

            In seconds I felt myself being lifted into the comfort of his lap.  I sighed in relief.  The feel of his body surrounding me instantly helped to relieve some of the harsher effects of the heat.  He rocked me back and forth and slowly the shaking dissipated.  As I became more relaxed, his scent called out to me like a sweet elixir.  It was strong and heady; it was my mate. 

            Now that the painful tremors eased, other desired began to burn.  I inhaled a deep breath and let my mate’s scent wash over me.  He was really here, holding me in his arms.

            Lifting up I instinctively pressed my lips up to his neck.  His skin tasted divine, the perfect mixture of masculinity and salty male.

            He lifted me from his lap and laid me out on the bed.   A whine of protest escaped my lips at the loss of body heat.  He bent down and brushed a tender kiss across my lips.  I then understood exactly what he was doing.  I felt his hand roam over the mark that he had given me and arched at the sheer volt of desire that he sent pummeling though me.  

            Before I could think any more his mouth came crashing down on mine.  He growled his pleasure and I answered with a hungry growl of my own.  The kiss was so animalistic, like nothing that I had ever experienced before. 

            My wolf had taken over and I was glad to give her the reigns.  The same had happened for Stevie.  This was a mating of the wolves, rather than a mating of the humans.  There was nothing that either of us could do but let nature take its course.  We tore at each other’s clothing and in minutes we were bared to each other.

            Stevie brought his lips back to mine and I knew that I would never be able to get enough of this, enough of his magical kisses, enough of his skillful touch, enough of my Mr. Hunky Chocolate Brown Eyes.

            The scene had heated to such a fever pitch that we almost forgot the most important thing.  Luckily, one of us still had a few brain cells left and remembered it at the last minute.

            “Shit, hold on a second Princess,” he said while pulling away from me.  My wolf didn’t like that one bit.  Her mate was leaving us without giving us satisfaction.  

            He leaned over the bed and was pulling something out of his pocket when my wolf bounded forward.  I was latched to his back and bit down at the crook of his neck.  Only fair, his wolf marked me.

            He hissed and threw his head back.

            “Damn, baby.  You don’t know how good it feels to have your teeth in my skin,” he spoke between gritted teeth.

            Lifting up with my canines exposed I spotted what he had in his hand.  A condom.  He efficiently unrolled it and placed it on his enlarged member.

            I couldn’t help but to smile in anticipation.  He stood and turned me around so that I was facing the bed.  Wrapping his arms around me he entered in one deep thrust.

            Our bodies joined and a mating dance that the Moon Goddess would be proud of occurred.  It was wild and carnal and just perfect.

            At the height of the dance, I felt his canines graze my mark.  That was it; that was what sent me over the edge.  I was flying higher than ever before and from his screams behind me Stevie was doing the same.  His teeth sunk in and I couldn’t move.  All I could do was sit there and take every drop of pleasure that he was giving me.  

            When everything calmed down we both sank into the bed.  Stevie left me for a moment and brought a wash cloth to clean me.  He was so gentle in his movements and I couldn’t believe that the Moon Goddess had fated me with such a wonderful mate.  

            When he was satisfied that we were both clean he pulled me into his side wrapped his arms around me in a protective manner.  In mere seconds we both drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

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            Feeling completely pain free I stretched out my legs and smiled when I inhaled the familiar male scent of my mate.

            “Princess, are you awake?” I heard my Mr. Hunky Chocolate Brown Eyes speak from behind me.

            “Yep,” I drawled lazily and lifted my head so that it was lying against Stevie’s chest.

            I found myself playing with the small mat of hair on his chest and loved the feel of the soft curls on my finger tips.  I heard his soft chuckle from above me and reveled in the deep sound of his voice.  It was as smooth as whisky and tickled my senses.

            “Princess?” he said with a note of concern in his voice.

            I turned so that I was looking up at him and he cradled both of his hands around my face.  I leaned into his hand and closed my eyes, greedy for his touch.

            “Princess, look at me baby.”

            Slowly, I opened my eyes and was lost in the depths of his large brown ones.

            “I’m sorry, baby.  I am so damn sorry,” he repeated and I was shocked when a tear ran down his cheek. 

            I leaned up and kissed the lone tear away.  I had already forgiven him.  He had only done what he thought was right.  It wasn’t fair for him to dwell on matters that we had no control over.

            “Shh,” I whispered to him.  “You’re here now.  That’s all that matters,” I finished, my hand brushing back the stray locks of his hair from his face.

            He pulled me to his lips and gave me a determined kiss.

            “And I promise you this now and forever, I will never leave you again.  You are my heart, my soul, my everything.”  He sealed his declaration with another kiss.
    
            We lay in the bed for about another hour, kissing and playing with each other.  I was beginning to get restless because I had been bed ridden for the last five days.  Standing up I started to hunt the room for my clothes.

            “Dang,” I cursed when I held up my tattered shirt.  “This definitely isn’t going to work,” I said while frowning at what was left of it.  Mr. Hunky Chocolate Brown Eyes chuckled at me.

            “What are you doing, Princess?” he finally asked when he was able to control himself.

            “I’ve got to get out of here,” I answered, giving him what I hoped was a desperate look.  “I have been cooped up all week, and I just need to get out of the house.”

            He jumped out of the bed and I had to smile at how impressive he looked in all his naked glory.  He came over to me and wrapped his arms around me.  I instantly sank into the heat of his body and let his scent surround me.

            “Where do you want to go, Princess?” he whispered huskily in my ear.

            “I was thinking about taking you to meet Grandpop,” I replied casually.    

            He stiffened in my arms.  “Princess, I’m not sure that is such a good idea.”

            I shook my head.  “He’s not like my parents.  He actually told my dad that he was acting like an over bearing oaf.  He really wants to meet you,” I said while purposefully poking out my lip in a seductive pout.

            He smiled and thumped my nose.  “You little witch,” he said with a smile.  “You know I can’t say no to that face.”

            “Good,” I answered.  “Cause you didn’t have a choice anyway.”

            “Do I ever have a choice when it comes to you, baby?” he asked while leaning in to place a kiss on my forehead.

            “Nope,” I answered confidently and pinched him on the butt.

            “Ow,” he yelped.  “What did you do that for?” he asked while rubbing the red mark I left behind on his derriere.

            Smiling at him I replied, “Well if you weren't flaunting it and making it look so damn irresistible then maybe I could have kept my hands off of it.”

            "Now I wonder where I’ve heard that before?" he said while slightly tilting his cute head to the side.  I smirked at him, knowing that I had him exactly where I wanted him.

            He stroked his chin thoughtfully.  “You got a point there,” and he turned around framing his bare ass.  “Just in case you need a better view,” he said in a teasing tone.

            Shaking my head I threw his pants at him.  “Get dressed you perv.  I am not taking you to Grandpop’s looking like that showing off your better assets."

            “You like my assets?” he teased once again. 

            “Hell yeah,” I shot back at him.  “And they are all mine, got it?” I asked with my hands cocked on my hips.

            He came up to me and brought me back into his warm embrace.

            “All yours Princess, they most definitely are all yours.”