The Red Wolf's Mate
Chapter 3

I made my way to bed, still thinking about how bold I was with Nathan. Despite feeling sexualarousal more often than I probably should have, I never did anything like that. I was never soforthcoming. I typically tried to control all of my emotions and have become quite well at it. I haveto be, else I would be an emotional mess all the time. Most emotions I could control, but those onthe extremes were much harder. The grief over the last year, for example, had been extremelydifficult. If I didn’t use some sort of emotional control techniques, I would literally be a tornado ofemotions all the time. Think of a moody teenager but on steroids. It would not be a pretty picture.

I took a deep breath as I shut the door. I enjoyed the kiss greatly, as it had been far too long since Ihave kissed anyone, and I can feel the waves of desire coursing through my body. With everythingthat was going on, having any type of contact with someone of the opposite sex was not somethingthat I had thought about, although after the kiss I had felt like I was neglecting myself because ofhiatus.

“Damn it!" I curse myself as I felt the waves of desire pulsing through my body. It was building andbecoming almost an irresistible feeling.

“Lela, what should I do?" I called on Lela for guidance. I knew she can help, or at least I hoped thatshe could.

"You know what you can do.’ Lela said as she winked at me. She turned circles in my mind and sentme explicit pictures of Nathan.

“Lela! Please stop doing that!" I yelled to her. I knew that she thought that she was helping me, butthe images of Nathan touching me in my most intimate places were not very helpful in reducing thesexual desire that I was feeling at the moment.

I sighed and shook my head. Lela was probably right, but I was not sure if self-gratification wouldtruly help with the sexual desire I was feeling. Deciding that a shower might help, I headed to thebathroom.

I looked in the mirror and noticed my face was still flushed. My cheeks were red and it extended tomy neck. I needed to replace a way to control this physical reaction. I couldn't be getting this flushedevery time I kiss someone.

As I approached to turn the water on, I decided that this tub was much too appealing and that abath would be much more relaxing. Making the water hot, I stepped back and removed my clothing.Looking in the mirror, I glanced at my naked form. My nipples were hard still from my arousal andmy breathing had yet to fully calm

Despite myself, I moved my hand up to my breast, cupping the large breast in my hand and runningmy fingers over my nipple. A sharp intake of breath and a sudden increase in my arousal caused myknees to slightly give out. I stumbled back against the wall but never once remove my hand frommy breast, as my fingers still pulled vigorously at my nipple. Bringing my other hand up to my otherbreast, I grabbed both of them, tugging roughly on my nipples. I caressed the nipples, pulling,rubbing, and tugging on each of them.

I felt a tingling in between legs and a quiet moan escaped my lips. I squeezed my legs togethertightly, enjoying the pressure that the bringing my legs together has placed on my most sensitivepart.

Noticing that the water has been filled probably too high in the bathtub, I turn off the water andslowly sunk into the tub. The hot water enveloped my body and I felt some of my muscles begin toloosen. Tension in my shoulder started to dissipate and I could feel warmth spreading throughoutmy body.

As if by instinct, I moved both of my hands back to my breasts and started squeezing. I played hardwith the nipples and I could feel my sexual desire continuing to rise. I pinched and tuggedaggressively at each nipple. While it should hurt, I did not feel the pain; only the intense pleasurewaves that are coursing through me. I began to move one of my hand down my stomach butpaused.

“Do it. You know you need it. It will feel amazing.’ Lela spoke softly in my head. Although human andwolf forms often have different sexual appetites, mine and Lela’s are on the same page. Let's hopeour mate had the same.

Using Lela’s words of encouragement, I continued moving my hand down over my stomach andinto my wet folds. Even without the bath, my arousal was dripping from my core.

I ran my fingers along the length of my slit, almost teasing myself as I ran my fingers along theentire length. I was so wet. My desire was so strong. I needed release. And damn did I want it.Slowly, I brough my fingers back to my throbbing bud. I rubbed it slowly, enjoying the sensationsthat were spreading throughout my body.

My breathing quickened as I continued the assault of my fingers on my clit Tingles of pleasurespread through my center. I wanted so much more. My other hand was on my breast, continuing tosqueeze and pull at my nipple. I moved my fingers faster along my throbbing bud, pressure startingto build within my core.

I moved my hand down and inserted two fingers, moving them quickly in and out. I felt anotherwave of intense pleasure run completely through me.

As I continued moving my fingers roughly in and out, Nathan entered my mind, and I thought whatit would be like to have him touching me. I knew that I have just met him and I shouldn't bethinking of him this way, but thinking of him with his mouth where my hand was drew a moan frommy lips. I imagined Nathan's hard chiseled abs and strong hands. My breathing was coming out inpants now and I couldn't help but moan out his name as I could almost feel him licking my core andusing his hand to fuck me, his hand moving roughly in and out of me, bringing me closer and closerto climax.

Sensing that I am nearly there, I shoved a third finger in my core. I moaned loudly at the addedfinger but did not stop the quickening speed of my fingers. I dropped my other hand down to myclit and rub it vigorously. With each movement of my hands, I was brought closer and closer toreplaceing the sexual release that I need.

I felt my face and chest flush and wave after wave of pleasure shot through my body. “Oh god,Nathan! I am coming!” I yelled out. I removed my fingers from my center but continue my assaulton my clit. My body continued to gyrate as wave after wave of orgasm washed over me. I knew Ishould stop, but the pleasure continues at this heightened level of intensity and I could not stop myhand as I continued to rub and rub

I arched my back repeatedly and I could hear water splashing out of the tub, but I did not care. Ipinched my clit and felt one final wave of intense sexual pleasure rip through me as my orgasmslowly started to dissipate.

“Fuck.” 1 lay in the tub, trying to catch my breath. It had been a year since I had any sort of sexualrelease and that was intense, even by my standards. I was rough and my core will be sore, but Iwould go again without thinking twice.

Unlike humans, werewolves regularly engage in some form of sexual release once we hit puberty. Togo an entire year without any form of sexual gratification, even self-gratification, is pretty muchunheard of, although not completely unexpected after the year I had.

I considered going again but decided against it when I looked at the floor outside of the bathtuband saw the mess I made.

“Totally worth it.” I smirk to Lela, who nodded her head in agreement. I could see that she alsoenjoyed our bathtub adventure.

"You better get that cleaned up before Anne see that. You know she hates a mess.” Lela was pokingfun, of course, but she was also correct.

Getting out of the tub, I quickly dried off and put my hair up in a towel. I put two towels on the floorto soak up the water that was splashed out of the tub. I quickly brushed my teeth and picked up thetowels off the floor, thankful that most of the water has been picked up and quickly threw thetowels in the tub.

I took my hair down and begin to brush it out. I shivered slightly as the hair hits my back, and Irealized that in my state of orgasm hangover, I didn't put any clothes on and I didn't wrap a towelaround my body. Feeling another shiver run down my back, I quickly finished brushing my hair.Thank you, Anne, for letting me have the upstairs suite. While I didn't make it a habit of walkingaround naked, I have been known on more than one occasion to take a shower drop my towel andrealize I have forgotten clothes.

I opened the bathroom door and entered my bedroom. The temperature in the room was asurprise. While the night was cool, the house is typically warm. My room was dark, and I movedacross my room toward the dresser wanting to get something on quickly. I stopped along my bed,feeling as if someone was watching me. I looked around the room but saw no one. I pulled my armsacross my chest, suddenly feeling very exposed. My curtain was open slightly and I moved to closeit, assuming that the curtain being open must be contributing to the uneasy feeling I amexperiencing. The sense of unease decreased but was still there.

"Do you see anything?” I asked Lela, hoping that maybe she was picking up on something I was not.“I am not picking up on anything. I don't sense another wolf and I don't see anything.” Lela spoke ina reassuring tone, but I could tell that she was a bit on edge as well.

I moved quickly to my dresser and threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top. Although the room stillfelt chilled, I preferred this as my typical bedtime attire despite the weather outside. I tended to betoo hot at night, something that my mom always attributed to my red wolf. I quickly snuggled intobed. Thoughts of Nathan started to sneak back into my mind, but I pushed them down, saving themfor my dreams.

Thoughts of mates, of meeting Alpha Callan tomorrow, and of the uneasy feeling in the bedroomfilled my mind. I knew that I had to eventually meet with the Alpha but facing the prospect of it hadbecome overwhelming. Even with all those thoughts running through my mind, I sighed incontentment from taking care of my needs, the need that I had left unaddressed for too long.