The Last of the Lycans (Completed)

PART ONE: The Invitation

Ashley’s POV

Did he just ask me to come away with him for the weekend? Every cell in my body is screaming at me to say yes but the logical part of my brain is saying no. I don’t really know him and the way he makes me loose control of my senses is frightening. I’ve only been with him less than an hour and I’ve already brazenly kissed him and rubbed myself all over him trying to satiate this intense need to give myself to him completely. He is Emma’s older brother and she will be there so its not like I wouldn’t feel safe. What scares me is all the other things he’s making me feel. I’ve never really been interested in dating or s*x. Maybe it’s from being in an all girls school for the past 5 years or the fact that I’m just to shy and awkward to actually interest a guy but Emerson seems interested, very interested from the hard bulge poking me as I dance with him. The way I danced with him, I have never done that before, and it both scares and excites me.

Emerson is making me feel things I have never imagined I could feel. Every nerve in my body is on fire with our close proximity. I want him to touch me all over and I mean ALL over. Something about him makes me bold and that’s why when I found myself kissing him I couldn’t believe I was the one who initiated it. He is being such a gentleman not wanting to pressure me into anything I may not want but I want him as ridiculously as he does me. A few times my own mouth betrayed me when a few moans managed to escape. Everything about him is screaming for me to touch him and let him do whatever he pleases with me. At one point I thought I heard a low growl come from him which I found comical but I probably imagined it.

Here I am staring at this irresistible man unable to break free of whatever spell he has cast on me. I am thinking things I have never imagined in my life. As his hands roam over my body I picture him doing the exact same thing without either of us wearing clothing and that thought gave me butterflies. When he dipped his head down to my neck and starting kissing up and down I envisioned his lips over every inch of my body. I always thought I would save myself for my husband but with the way Emerson is making me feel I may give up that hope and loose myself with him. If he is able to make me feel this amazing with my clothes still on I can only imagine what it would be like to be naked and at his mercy. I can use this weekend to get to know him better and see if we have a chance of being more than friends.

“I would love that,” I reply gleaming.

“Yes,” he said picking me up and hugging me tightly which I did not expect and it made me laugh.

“I need to use the restroom,” I state after he places me back on the floor, he was squeezing so tightly my bladder was screaming at me for release. “I should probably get some water too.”

“Why don’t you go to the bathroom and I’ll grab you some water,” he replies placing a kiss on my cheek and grabbing my hand to lead me towards the bathroom.

“Watch it,” some buff guy says bumping into Emerson as we make our way through the crowd.

“No you watch it,” he yells back pushing the guy away from us while simultaneously pushing me behind his back protectively and I could of swore I heard another growl.

“Sorry Alph… Emerson,” the guy stutters out dropping his head which I find odd but shake it off as I did the imaginary growling I was hearing, whatever Emma put in that drink was strong and making me delusional.

Emerson shows me to the bathroom and once I am safely inside he leaves to get me some water. I relieve myself then wash my hands thoroughly. I also decide to splash some cold water on my face since I am feeling a bit flustered from the hot and heavy dancing session with Emerson. After drying my face off with a hand towel I look at myself in the mirror. I no longer see myself as a shy bookworm who is constantly worried about her grades. Tonight I feel sexy and brave, unashamed by my bodies natural reaction to Emerson’s. He has opened pandoras box and I want all of him. I close my eyes and grip the countertop surrounding the sink as I imagine Emerson behind me slipping his hand under and up the bottom of my dress, pulling my panties down, and then…

Suddenly the door opens, Emerson slips in, shuts and locks it. I was so caught of guard I quickly turn to face him and brace myself against the countertop in the bathroom. He is leaning back against the door with a pained expression on his face and I can swear I see his eyes changing colors again. I look at him curiously trying to figure out what he is thinking about. Before I have the chance to ask what is bothering him he is in front of me in a flash. His hands find their way to the backs of my thighs lifting me up and onto the countertop right next to the sink with him settling in between my legs. His mouth hungrily devours mine, his left hand resting on the small of my back holding me tightly against him, and his right hand around the back of my neck to control the depth of our kiss.

“I could smell you from the stairway baby,” he whispers in my ear after breaking away from my lips and although I had no idea what exactly that meant his words only made the ache between my thighs stronger.

“I want you,” I whisper back. “Please,” I beg.

“I… I’m saving myself for my mat… for marriage,” he responds resting his forehead against mine with his eyes closed but then he opens them and I could see a sense of mischief within them. “It doesn’t mean we can’t do other things,” he continues, emphasizing the word other.

“Do you trust me,” he asks and all I can manage is a nod.

He kisses my lips once more before returning to my neck. After kissing and sucking along my neck for a few moments he pulls back gives me a wink before sinking down to his knees in front of me. Reaching behind me, never breaking eye contact, he pulls me right up to the edge and inches his fingers up my thighs starting at my knees until they find their way under the waistband of my panties. Shifting up from one side to the other so he can pull them down over my ass he gets them all the way off, smells them which instantly cause more juices to flow from my aching core, and then he tucks them in his back pocket.

“Lean back and relax. Let me take care of you baby girl,” he says with a sexy smirk.

I do as he says because at this moment all logic is out the door. It doesn’t matter that we just met or we are in a packed house in a strangers bathroom all that matter is the feeling overtaking my senses and begging me to let him do whatever he pleases. I feel him part my legs slightly wider for his access. He teases by placing soft kisses along my inner thighs building the anticipation until he finally hits his mark slipping his tongue between my wet folds, licking up to my clit that he gently sucks on causing a sensual shudder throughout my whole body. I moan aloud and drop my head back from the intense first wave of pleasure that his tongue is bringing me. As he begins to flick his tongue against my throbbing cl*t I feel a finger slip inside me both surprising and exciting me. He continues to work his magic with his tongue and fingers as I run my right hand through his hair while still holding myself up slightly with my left hand down on the counter.

“Oh god… Emerson,” I manage to breathe out between moans. “Please don’t stop… Emerson I’m so close… Don’t stop,” and with that he places another finger inside and picks up speed of all his torturous movements.

I can feel it the build up that Emma always goes on and on about. She had s*x for the first times a few months ago when she started dating her soulmate, as she calls him, and she told me all about her first orgasm. I knew what was happening but never imagined how intense and spectacular it would truly feel. My whole body feels like it is on fire, I start feeling lightheaded, and then the muscles deep down inside tighten around Emersons fingers inside me and I feel myself explode as my first orgasm ever causes a ripple effect throughout my whole body. Emerson removes his fingers yet continues licking every last drop from my dripping p***y.

I fall back against the wall completely drained from the intensity of my first s****l experience with a man and an amazing orgasm. Emerson stands up and pulls me against him. I lazily comply too wore out to do anything else. I feel his nose run along my neck line as though was nuzzling in the crook of my neck. I can’t believe I just had my first orgasm with Emma’s hot older brother who I only met a few hours ago. I am still on the high of my first climax that I barely register Emerson scoop me up in his arms and carry me out to Emmas car.