Shadow wolves: His dirty witch (Book 2) - Complete

Chapter 1 - Intimate thoughts

Giselle

I had a normal childhood. My dad is a human who fell in love with Mom, who is a witch. I went to an average school. I wasn’t part of the popular kids, but I also wasn’t part of the nerds. I was just an average girl. My parents raised me to be careful not to draw attention to myself. My abilities were not accepted by the human world and I would be seen as a monster. Being average wasn’t bad. I could watch without being watched, move without being in the way and do magic without being noticed. I spent time at witch school in the afternoons and over weekends, to practice and learn about my gifts and how to focus and control them. I went for training as a chef after school and again didn’t mingle with the others. I took a job in a restaurant as a general chef, and I was set!

Unfortunately, when you have talent and passion for something, it doesn’t go unnoticed, no matter how hard you try to hide it. When the Executive Chef called me into his office to tell me about the job at Miss Storm’s, I was stunned that he even knew my name. He told me that he had noticed my passion for cooking, and he didn’t want me to think that he didn’t want me in his kitchen, but that he was of the opinion I would be happier if I was on my own in a kitchen. He confirmed there was an opening for a chef and housekeeper and thought it would be the perfect position for me. Miss Storm required someone who would provide the food, stay in the house and not be seen. The money would, of course, be more than I was currently earning. I jumped at the chance.

“No offense Chef.” I blushed as I realized I might have sounded a bit too eager. My deity was showing me the way to my next adventure and I always trusted her guidance. The night after the interview with Miss Storm’s publisher, I had a dream of my kitchen being full of bread. I had baked so much bread that we had to give it away. That was usually a sign of abundance. When the call came that the job was mine, I was not surprised, but excited.

At the pack-house, Star, Ethan and I stayed in the main house, and we only slept in the pack-house, which probably made the rumors run even wilder. I didn’t want to think what was said about us, but I could feel the love in his heart.

“My mate is so beautiful. I can’t stop looking at her. I almost dropped her on the steps, because I wasn’t looking where I was going.” He thought to himself and a small smile crept onto my face, but I tried not to show it. We walked into my room and I noticed him sniffing.

“It is incense, my love.” I picked up one of the incense sticks and showed it to him. “It is part of what helped me hide my scent for so long. It was not as harsh a smell as most.” I winked and kept on packing. The things in my room didn't reflect the young Giselle everyone thought I was, and although he had accepted me as his mate, I was still worried that he would reject me when he saw who I really was. This me, was free and open and definitely not shy. “I’m ready.” I smiled before a blush crept over my cheeks. He took my small hand in his without a word, and we went to his room. His room was bigger, because he had been with the pack much longer, or so I guessed.

“My room is bigger because I’m twice the size of most of the members in the pack. I also have, well … We now have our own bathroom.” He grinned, pointing to the open door. We walked in and I giggled.

“Yup, this is more or less what I expected.” I looked at the spacious bathroom.

“What?” He looked worried. “Was there anything wrong?” It felt so strange to hear his thoughts that I had to force myself not to answer his second question.

“No, my love …” I stepped deeper into the room and looked around. “Oh, yes, sorry, I can read thoughts as well. It’s just that you are this big tough bear of a man, but you have a soft heart of gold. I love it.”

I turned and walked to him, standing on my toes, putting my arms around his neck. He picked me up just that little bit and kissed me, hinting with his lips to me to give him more, and I willingly obliged. I jumped slightly and tightened my legs around his waist.

“Wow!” He thought and I laughed. “Okay. This is something I need to get used to.” He smiled, blushing slightly.

“Stop talking my love and get to the fun part.” I gave him my most inviting smile.

“Are you sure? You haven’t unpacked or settled in or any of that?” He looked around at my boxes and suitcases.

“Yup, I am sure. I have been waiting for you for millennia. I have been the good girl behaving and pretending to be shy little Giselle, while all I wanted was to find my mate and jump him. I … Want … You … Now!” He walked straight to bed without another word.

“I know this might sound terrible to ask, my love, but are you on the pill? Should I go find some protection?” He frowned.

“Why?” I asked him.

“I am not sure if you wanted a pup so soon or not, and we haven’t had much time to talk?” He hinted at me, wanting to fu.ck without waiting another moment.

“I trust my deity my love. If it is her will for me to have a pup, then I will accept it. Do you want a pup should it happen now?” I felt concerned that it would be the first thing he thought about.

“With you? I would be in heaven if we had one as soon as possible. Then you can’t leave me, ever!” He grinned from ear to ear.

“So? What are we waiting for?” I felt as if I was about to drool. He was still holding me while we were standing in front of the bed, but I had started moving my hips against what was soon to be my favorite toy of all time. I could feel him react immediately and couldn’t help but smile at him. He put me down and undressed himself quickly.

“Okay. That is a first! None of the books I read had the guy undressing first”. I fought back a huge laugh, threatening to burst out.

“I thought you said to stop talking and get to the fun?” He co.cked his one eyebrow and I immediately stopped talking, biting my bottom lip. I liked this, he was caring; taking my opinion and feelings into consideration, but also a strong-take-charge type of guy.

“Stop doing that!” He frowned.

“WHAT?” I had no idea what he was talking about.

“Hurting that pretty bottom lip of yours!” He growled. We knew nothing about each other, yet it felt as if we had been together forever. He stood in front of me, his shaft already hard as a rock. I slid down his body, kissing his pecks, a perfect six-pack down to his defined V and as I did, he pulled off my shirt. Before I could reach where I was going, he picked me up and put me on the bed.

“I want you completely naked first. The body in its natural state is a piece of art. Nothing is as beautiful as this creation.” He took off my skirt and then stood there admiring my lingerie.

“Fine, so I had to at least wear something naughty. I can’t always be good in every way.” I explained when he saw my lace bra and crotch-less panties.

“It doesn’t matter, they’ve gotta go!” He growled, knowing that he would have easy access. I finally had the chance to move down and suck on his enormous shaft. I grabbed hold of it with my hand, which looked so small, and took the tip into my mouth. There was no way I was going to fit it right into the back of my throat.

“She is so tiny, what if I break her, or tear her in half?” He thought, forgetting I could hear him.

“Love, let’s take it step by step. Okay?” I pulled away and looked up at him.

“Crap! I forgot!!” He blushed. “I don’t want to hurt you, and I’m worried love. You are precious to me, small, beautiful, and incredibly sexy. I love you so much already that I would give up having s*x if it meant I could spend every moment just looking at you.” I stood on my knees on the bed. He really was big, and I blushed, thinking about it. “Now, that’s not fair. You can read my thoughts, but I can see you are thinking about something and I have no idea what you are thinking about.” He growled and grabbed me, kissing me hard.

Finally, he got it! I relaxed in his embrace and kissed him back, grabbing his messy, curly dark brown hair at the back of his neck, pushing my body against his and moaning with the pleasure his touch was giving me. He put one knee on the bed, lowering me onto the bed, then the other, never breaking the kiss. My breathing picked up pace with excitement. His free hand moved up my leg, my hip, my waist until he reached my breast. I was small in stature, but I had a big set of breasts thanks to the female line in my family. I was not built like a supermodel. I had a bit of “I loved food” fat on my body and was concerned that he might not like it. He moaned, exploring each inch of my body.

“You are so perfect. I will not be able to let go of you, ever.” He growled when my n****e went hard at his touch and he rolled it around his fingers. He broke our kiss, kissed me down my neck, lingering around my collarbone where he would mark me, probably waiting for me to jump and say yes, but I wasn’t ready to be marked yet. I would have to speak to my mother and find out how it would affect me, before I could accept him. His hot breath against my skin, gave me goose bumps, in a way I thought only happened in Miss Storm’s romance novels. His kisses trailed down my body to the other breast. He nibbled as the n****e turned hard. His kisses intoxicated me like no meditation, scented candle, or incense ever could.

“Have you ever?” He sounded breathless and hungry for me.

“No, I haven’t. Like I said love, I have been waiting for you.” He growled softly, biting a bit harder just behind my neck, as he slid two fingers inside my sweet spot. I couldn’t help but gasp at the intense feeling. Each nerve in my body exploded, my insides turned to electric pulses, my breathing turned into panting, and I had never lost control of my body like this! How was I going to focus myself with my powers, if I lost myself each time he touched me? He started moving his fingers in and out slowly.

“So wet, so tight and all mine?” It sounded like a question.

“All yours love.” I whispered nearly out of breath. He was and will always be my love.

“I can’t enter her now. She will be hurt badly.” His thoughts drifted into the electric air around us.

“I will not!” My body was burning for him.

“This might be fun in certain circumstances, but it is really making me blush at the moment.” He said into the pillow next to me, still moving his hand, only now he was touching my knob in the process. I gasped at his touch and grabbed his ass, which made him grow even harder.

“Well, you might be scared.” I said panting: “But your di.ck wants in!” I moved my hand from his ass, grasped his shaft, moving my hand up and down. I was going to get what I wanted! Now! My wetness was calling out to him and I felt his pre-c.um run down my hand. I felt him release all resistance as he kissed me passionately, removing his fingers from me and shifting his weight, hovering over me. He pulled away from our kiss and I almost cried. His eyes locked with mine.