Finding Reece (#1)

Chapter 7

I wake up alone.

Where's Reece?

I lift up onto my elbows and stare out the window, remembering last night. Reece was so attentive and careful with me. He made my first time a beautiful experience. I feel like we're completely bonded now. I smile and get out of bed, heading to the bathroom.

I look in the mirror and notice how different I look. My eyes seem to be a more vibrant green and my hair a darker shade. I also notice the mark on my neck. Usually, when werewolf couples mate, a moon will be imprinted on the skin, but with Alphas the skin will show teeth marks that will look like a tattoo after it has healed. I run a hand through my nappy hair and smile before exiting the bathroom. At the edge of the bed is one of Reece's t-shirts and my phone. He must have been to my house. I throw on the shirt and exit the bedroom.

Walking through the house, I hear music and find Reece in the kitchen at the stove in nothing but a pair of sweats. He's singing along and dancing to Meghan Trainor's All About That Bass. I giggle loudly and he turns around, startled. I double over in laughter and he blushes, turning the music off. I calm down a little and walk towards him, holding onto his broad shoulders and leaning up to kiss him. Pulling away, I say, "Good morning, Shakira."

He groans and I giggle even more. "That song is catchy. Sue me." He brings me into his arms and kisses me passionately, leaving me breathless and extremely aroused. He turns us toward the stove and lifts me onto the counter. He lifts his shirt above my hips, leaving me exposed to his heated gaze.

"Jesus. You're so pretty down here, baby," he says before lowering to his knees. Then, his mouth is on me, licking and sucking. Reece slowly glides a finger inside me and sucks on my clit as I thread my fingers through his thick locks of hair. His finger finds a sweet spot inside me and massages it. I moan softly and throw my head back as he speeds up the torture. Then, I feel his tongue venture down further and take the place of his finger. I come.

Hard.

He places a kiss on my inner thigh and rises, kissing up my body as he goes. "You okay?" He asks.

"Perfect."

"You sore?"

I blush. "No, not really."

"Good. Wouldn't want you to be hurtin'. Don't want my girl to be sore when I need her," he says, his voice deep with arousal.

I feel my cheeks heat at his words. "Well, I'd say you took care of me, considering the circumstances," I tell him.

He chuckles and kisses me softly. "That's my job, baby. The best job in the world."

"Good. I wouldn't want you to feel like I'm using you or anything. That's also one of the many reasons why I love you," I admit and Reece stills.

Shit.

"What? What did you just say?" He demands.

"Nothing, it's not--"

"You love me?"

"I...uhm..I-"

"Say it, baby. Say it, so I can say it back."

Crap on a cracker.

Okay.

I'm silent for a second before finally speaking quietly. "I love you."

Reece kisses me again, passionately, leaving me breathless. "I love you too, sweetheart. So much," he says before kissing me again. I moan softly against his lips and he growls, sending a thrill throughout my body.

"I want you so much, baby."

"Reece."

I wrap my legs around his waist as he tilts his head, deepening the kiss. He slowly lifts his shirt up and over my head, leaving me naked. I use my toes to push his sweatpants down to his ankles, watching as his hard c**k springs free. I hold on to his broad shoulders with a firm grip. He begins to kiss and suck on my neck, most likely leaving a mark, and slowly starts to slide inside me, making me gasp and moan loudly.

From this angle, he's deeper than ever and fills me almost to the point of pain. He slowly pulls out before slamming himself back in, repeating the process until I'm begging him for more. All of a sudden, he pulls out before lifting me clear off the counter and slamming me down on his c**k. I scream loudly as the orgasm rushes through me. Reece groans against my chest and starts gliding in and out slowly.

Holy frak.

"I love you, baby."

* * *

When Reece finally finishes cooking, we sit at the kitchen table and eat. I hear my phone ring and automatically know who's calling from my ringtone. Reece hands it to me as Marshall Tucker Band's Can't You See continues playing. I look at my phone and groan.

Asher.

I hit answer. "November Marie. What the hell is wrong with you?" he yells through the phone. I cringe. I knew this talk was coming.

"Hi, Daddy. How have you been?" I murmur quietly. He huffs. Oh boy.

"How have I been? Really? Your mother just informed me you have found your mate. Yet, I haven't received any phone calls from you. Nash and I are both very angry with you." His comment about Nash hits me the wrong way. Nash met his mate when we first got here, but insulted her. I saw her in town the other day and she seemed like a sweet girl.

"Well, I guess Nash didn't tell you about his mate, huh?"

"What are you talking about, November? Your brother hasn't met his mate yet," he says, confused.

"He met her the day we moved here. He treated her like shit." Asher is silent for a moment before finally speaking. "I'll call you back," he concludes and hangs up.

Nash is so dead.

I look at Reece. "I need to get home."

* * *

I walk into the house and immediately know my parents are home. Especially since I can hear my mom yelling. Walking into the living room, I see Nash sitting on the couch with his head in his hands and Asher is trying to calm Mom down. She stops yelling when I enter the room.

She stares at me accusingly. "You knew?" she asks, disappointed. I shake my head. This is not how our parents should have found out.

Frak.

I start to speak, but she cuts me off. "You knew and you didn't tell me?"

"Mom, I'm sorry. It wasn't my place to tell. It's his responsibility," I tell her, pointing to Nash.

Suddenly, Nash speaks up. "I tried to apologize to her and she won't accept. Stubborn little thing," he says fondly. He looks at me and says, "Thank you for telling them. I didn't know how to and I'm trying to fix what I did." He gets up from the couch and walks upstairs, leaving me alone with our parents. I stand there awkwardly.

"So, how was your trip out of town?" Mom looks at me knowingly.

"You're not in trouble. Go on upstairs."

Whew. That was a close one.

"Namaste," I say before running up the stairs.

* * *

Later That Day...

Alpha Asher Hendrix-

Knocking on Reece's front door, I know this is the right thing to do. If he wishes to see my daughter, then I have every right to voice my opinion about their relationship. I hope he truly understands where I'm coming from, which can be a good place. I knew when November came home that something had happened between them. Though my beautiful wife was oblivious, I noticed the mark on my sweet little girl's neck, especially the design. The mark of an alpha. The same mark her mother wears.

A second later, Reece is standing in front of me, his tall, muscular frame filling the threshold.

"Came to talk, son," I tell him seriously.

"About?"

"November."

He moves away from the door and says, "You want to come in or should we discuss this outside?"

I chuckle.

The boy knows me too well.

"Didn't come here to get a few licks in. As I said, I came to talk. Civilly, I hope."

"Come on in, then."

He leads me to the kitchen where he proceeds to make himself and I a cup of coffee. "So, what is it you have to say, Asher?"

"You marked her," I accuse.

He's silent as he walks around to me and leans against the countertop. "Yes, I did," he admits, "It's what we both wanted. I would never force her to do anything she didn't want or wasn't comfortable with. You of all people should know that."

"I do, but you should know that my daughter is not just any girl. She's my little girl and I have loved her from the moment I knew she existed. And as any good father would, I do not want to see her broken or neglected in any way. I made mistakes with her mother and I do not wish to see that same look of heartbreak on her beautiful face like I caused my wife. Since you are the only man she has ever given her time to, I also would like the piece of mind that you took care of her as she deserves."

"I understand your concerns, but you should know that I love your daughter more than life itself. I have told her this multiple times now and she has agreed that she feels the same. Not only is she my mate, but she is the only person I want to come home to at night. She may not have been my first, but November was the only person who I have opened my home and my bed to and I plan to make her the last. As for her wellbeing, November will have nothing but the best and she will be taken care of. I'll make sure of that," he concludes. His words are exactly what I expected. They are the words that any loving father wants to hear.

I stand up from the table. "Well, then I guess my mission is accomplished. You have my blessing, son. Take care of my girl," I tell him, slapping him on the back. His shocked expression brings a smile to my face as I exit and shift, making my way home.

When I arrive, I'm welcomed by my beautiful Willow standing at the edge of the woods where the trees end and the backyard begins.

"Hey, baby. What are you doin' out here? Where are the kids?" I ask, coming closer to her until we are chest to chest and my arms are around her. She wraps her arms around my neck. "November went to Reece's and Nash is out with some friends," she says, leaning in to kiss my lips.

I pull away slowly. "November probably won't be back until tomorrow. So, how long do you think we have before Nash shows?"

"He will probably stay the night there."

"Well, I need some much needed alone time with my beautiful mate." I let my hands drift passed the small of her back to her ass before lifting her up, causing her to wrap her legs around my waist and walking back towards to house.

"Oh, really? Then, maybe we should make the best of it," she suggests, crushing her lips to mine.

"Mhm. Why don't we? I rented a house that has a lot of surfaces," I tell her and she giggles against my lips.

"Take it away, Mr. Alpha Male."

* * *

Alpha Reece Teller-

"So what exactly did he say?" November asks, running her fingers along my chest, tracing the status tattoo there.

After her dad left, November showed up at my door and declared that we are having a girl's night in, making me laugh and kiss her until her cheeks are bright red. It seems she wasn't f*****g around when she said girl's night. We have done pedicures, manicures, and facials, much to her enjoyment. Though, I have to say the facials piqued my interest, which might have led to November catching me with my tongue in the facial cream.

Afterward, I made love to her. Slow and sweet. I never knew s*x could be like that and hold so much emotion between two people. I was a little worried that I was hurting November when I saw tears leak out of her eyes and into her hair. She assured me that she was fine and brought me closer to her, giving me a kiss that eased my mind.

"He just wanted me to know where he stood and his opinion of me. That's all," I reply, tucking her closer to me, if that's possible. I run my fingers along her bare back and shoulder as she leans up to face me. Her hair is a wild, curly mess and her emerald eyes are hazy, but she's the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes upon.

"Well, I guess that response passes. I was afraid I would have to give him a facial," she says, giggling, "You know since yours worked out so well."

I groan and she giggles harder. She says whenever I do that I sound like a bear instead of a wolf. "It wasn't one of my finest moments, I'll admit."

"Why exactly did you stick your tongue in it? I mean, that stuff had to taste terrible."

"I was curious. I guess it got the better of me. And yes, it was in fact terrible. Probably the worst thing I've ever licked."

"Don't feel so bad, I thought it was cute. Besides, Nash licked silly putty once. He was like fifteen at the time," she tells me, still giggling hysterically. I begin to laugh along with her and soon we're back to kissing again, her soft lips driving me crazy with the need to indulge in her once more. All of a sudden, her lips are gone and I open my eyes just in time to see her disappear under the covers, a smile on her face.

Jesus f**k.

I lean my head back and close my eyes again. Then, I feel her tongue and lips on the head of my c**k and I have to grind my teeth to stop from coming so soon. That hot little mouth of hers is like Christmas coming early. When I feel her hand wrap around me, I curse and pull her up from under the covers and onto her back before settling myself in between her thighs. I guide myself inside her tight heat and she gasps my name, "Reece."

When I'm fully sheathed in her, I smile and run my hand along her thigh until I reach the back of her knee and hook her leg around my back. I do the same with the other, positioning it on the back of my thigh, opening her up to me completely. I sit there for a minute just relishing the feel of her.

"Reece, please move," she pleads, her hands at the back of my neck where my head is buried in her chest.

"In a sec, baby. I just need to feel this for a second longer," I groan through the pleasure. When the need to move wins, I slowly pull out until only the tip is inside her before plunging back in, eliciting a moan from November.

Somehow, she manages to flip me onto my back without disconnecting us. I cradle her thigh with one hand and cup her ass with the other as she places her hands on my chest to steady herself. I have yet to teach her this position, but my girl is always eager to learn new things. She looks a little lost with the next step and I tell her, "Ride me, baby. Lose yourself in the pleasure."

The first movement of her hips causes her to gasp loudly, sending a thrill up my spine. She slowly starts to move her hips until she can't take it anymore. She raises up a little before slamming back down onto me and I move the hand on her ass, helping her reach that peak of ecstasy. We create a vicious rhythm and when I know she is about to explode, I take my hand away from her thigh, skating it across her skin until I find her clit. I press my thumb against the pleasure point and move in fast little circles. November throws her head back and screams my name, her hips moving wildly.

She doesn't stop and I give in to the high along with her, setting off her second orgasm. She collapses against my chest, completely exhausted and I fight to catch my breath.

Holy s**t.