Chapter 7

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DEMI I moved slightly, but I felt some tightening around me. I sniffed, but the scent that came back had my core tighten. I opened my eyes and looked up. I stared at the sight; there was Kaleb. His eyes were closed, and he held me tightly as if I was going to leave. I moved into him more, resting my head on his shoulder. I looked at the bedside table and realized it was four in the morning. I looked over my shoulder at the window. The window was covered in snow, and it was pitch black. Kaleb’s arms relaxed around me, and I moved up. I looked down at him; he looked so peaceful when he slept. I looked back at Lia, flat-out snoring in my head. I knew she wanted more from Kaleb, but he was holding back from us. Something about that made me feel slightly better, knowing he was trying to make it up to me for being a jackass back in school. Memories of the conversation I had with him about a Halloween I had. It was over three years ago, but it felt like yesterday to me. When he told me Emma did the rest, it made more sense to me now. Emma was always mean to me, even when I bothered with the gang. Troy and the others never made me feel worthless. They seemed happy I was with them, but I was always with my friends, who had my back. Jodie and Melissa. Were they up in the pack house? I kept in touch with them while I was away, but they didn’t mention meeting their mates or anything. I shook my head, returned to the present, and stared at Kaleb. I moved up and moved to the edge of the bed. I glanced at the window and sighed. I stood up. I stepped up and moved the blind aside as I looked out. My eyes widened. My bedroom overlooked the garden. Snow covered everywhere; nothing in the garden showed, not even the table and chairs. The snow was still falling. We were all used to this weather here, it was magical when it came, but it caused more disturbance than anything. I heard movement but didn’t look behind, as I knew who it was. I felt his hand wrap around my waist, and his chin rested on my shoulder. “We are snowed in,” he murmured, kissing my cheek. I felt heat rise through me. Would it be wrong to mate him and even mark him now? I knew other wolves did this, but they didn’t have a history. We had a history, but it was stupid childhood stuff if you thought about it. “What are you thinking about?” he asked, sniffing my scent. “I…” I started to say, but I looked at his reflection in the window. His eyes were on mine; his eyes bore more into me as his arm tightened slightly like he knew what I was thinking. I bit my lip and moved slightly, turning around to face him. Kaleb stepped back as I came face to face with him; his eyes stared into mine as his hand stayed on my hips while the other went to my chin and soothed a spot. I loved it when he did that. I felt warmth spread through me. I looked at him. “What do you want?” he asked. I moved toward him, leaving an inch between us as he took a deep breath. I knew I was affecting him. I could feel his c**k against my stomach. He fingered me last night; what if I returned the favor? I mean, that’s what mates do, pleasure each other. I knew what I wanted to do and moved up, placing my kiss on his. His lips parted as I slid my tongue in. I kissed him as his hand on my face moved and pulled me to him as he deepened the kiss. My hands were on his chest, but I moved one to the top of his pants and undid them. I felt Kaleb tense, he went to move away, but I moved toward him, kissing him more frantically as I placed my hand down his pants and grasped his c**k. Fuck, he was huge. Kaleb moved back and groaned. “Demi,” he whispered, leaning his head on mine, trying to catch his breath. “What are you doing?” I sighed. “Returning the favor,” I murmured, moving down to my knees as his hand went to his sides. Kaleb growled, but I kept my eyes on him, letting him know I wanted to do it. I licked my lips as I removed his pants and boxers, pulled out his stiff c**k, and grasped it at the base. His c**k was soaked in pre-c*m and ready for me. I knew I couldn’t fit him all in my mouth as I placed my hand on the base and stroked, sending his c**k throbbing in my hand. I felt Kaleb’s eyes on me the whole time as I licked my lips and the top of his c**k as I stroked. Kaleb groaned as I sucked the pre-c*m off and licked all over the head of his c**k, sliding down his c**k as I took him as far as I could. I start to bob up and down on his c**k, and his groans get heavy. Kaleb moves his hand into my hair as I feel his c**k throb; he pushes my mouth further, causing me to gag. “f**k,” he grunts, “your mouth is so perfect.” I suck and move, but Kaleb grips my hair and pulls me back, making me pop his c**k from my mouth. I looked at him; his eyes were darker as he stared down at me. He looked like he wanted to devour me in one. “Damn, perfect,” he said as he pulled me to my feet and slammed his mouth on mine. I knew I had no top on; the cool air made my n*****s harden. Kaleb’s hands roamed over my body, grasping my breasts. “Get them off,” he gritted against my lips. His hands were on my shorts. I removed them quickly as his hands went to my hips and lifted me. I could hear movement in my head, it was Lia, but I had to ignore her. All I wanted was Kaleb, my mate. I wrapped my legs around him as he kissed me hard. He slammed me up against the window as his hand cupped my p***y. I moaned. I knew I was wet; sucking his c**k and knowing how I made him feel, it all excited me. “Kaleb,” I moan against his lips as his hand leaves my throbbing p***y and places his c**k at my entrance, and slams into me. “Ahhh…” I moan loudly as Kaleb grunts. His thrusts were harsh and demanding. “Dem,” he moaned as his head went to the crook of my neck and pounded into me. I could feel his c**k throb, which sent my p***y pulsing; I would come hard. This is what I wanted earlier. “More, Kaleb,” I moaned. Kaleb slipped his c**k out, making me c**k my eyebrow up at him, which made him smirk. “As much as I want to f**k there,” he said, turning around and walking with me clinging to him till he stopped at the bed, “I want you safe, not falling out of a window. I want to make you scream more, not break the glass while I pound f**k into you.” I kissed his lips but moved back. Kaled unravels my legs and places me on the bed. I move up, keeping my eyes on him. I can’t help but admire his body, he has abs and a v shape, and he was all muscle. “Eyes up here, sweetheart,” he rasped as I met his eyes. Kaleb moves up and places his c**k at my entrance, “f**k,” you smell so good,” he growls as his lips find mine again and slams his c**k into me hard, hitting a spot that makes me moan out. “More,” I moaned. Kaleb starts to thrust into me; his hands and mouth go to my breast as his lips begin to suck my n****e. His thrust comes more ragged as I moan more; he groans against my skin as he f***s me hard. Oh god, this man knew how to f**k, and now he was all mine, no one else’s. “Kal… I’m…” I started to pant and felt my p***y clench around his c**k, sucking him. I hear him curse again. “f**k,” he grunts as he moves up and kisses me again, “so perfect,” he says, “your p***y is a perfect fit for my c**k, sweetheart, all MINE,” he roars as he f***s me harder, as my p***y sucks his c**k more. I lose it after a few more strokes as I scream his name. “KALEB.” As my p***y comes all around his c**k, Kaleb finds his release straight after mine, moaning out my name loudly. “DEMI,” he grits out as his lips find mine, and we kiss as we both find calm. After a moment, Kaleb moves slightly to look at me and smiles. “Perfect,” he murmurs, “I always wanted you, and now,” he kisses my lips again and moves back up, “Your mine.” I smiled. I loved that. “I’m yours,” I murmured. I could feel his c**k twitch as I c****d my eyebrow up again. Kaleb laughed. “More, sweetheart,” he murmured once he calmed down, “I will give you plenty.” I smirked and kissed his lips. “How about a shower and more sleep?” I suggested, “We are snowed in; I think we can space it out for a few days.” Kaleb kissed my lips and slipped his c**k out of my p***y, letting his come drip out. I had never seen him move so fast as he stood before the bed and smiled, holding his hand out. “I’m not done with you yet,” he said as I placed my hand in his. I felt my core tighten again. This man was going to be the death of me; I knew it.
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