Part 2

With his head rested on my shoulder and my face buried in his hair we both groaned as he touched the swelling of my breasts.

He reached down with his hand; it slid across my belly below the water and crept between my swim suit and skin. His hand was big; it filled the space between my hips. His fingers lightly brushed the area where I was already sensitive. I began writhing and gasping, digging my fingers deeper into his back before reaching down and palming his firm ass.

He took a deep breath as if he wanted to catch my scent before he lowered his head and took my nipple in his mouth caressing the end with his tong. My head fell backwards as my body arched towards him. I wanted him where nobody had gone before; highly aroused I yearned and craved. My body was shouting at me, screaming for him with a deep ache between my legs. The feelings were foreign to me but I understood what my body wanted.

What was I doing? I didn't know him; here I was, practically naked while he caressed me, pleasured me. He was a stranger, one that appeared from nowhere and had been watching me swim for god knows how long... weeks... months? He must have seen me naked at some point.

I jumped back pushing on his chest; I didn't give him time to protest and hold me there. His hands slid from inside my suit and from around my waist. He slumped forward a little before catching himself and standing upright. Wrath's hands stayed in the same position momentarily before they fell to his sides.

He frowned at me, his eyes boring into mine. I could see he was ablaze with excitement, hungry and disappointed with my move. "What's wrong?" he whispered, gasping into the air. He didn't move towards me.

I was still gasping, too."I don't know you," I told him, feeling cold and empty with the space I had put between us.

"You can get to know me," he offered. I knew exactly what he meant and that wasn't sitting down having a chat.

I lifted my swim suit back up hooking it over my arms and onto my shoulders so that I was covered up. "I can't do this, I'm sorry." I couldn't look at him as I ran from the water onto the lake's bank. Not bothering to put on my shoes this time I grabbed all that I could in a rush and ran from the scene disappearing into the woods.

From what I could tell he didn't follow. I had to stop not far into the woods as my feet stung with pain. I lifted a foot to examine it and saw blood on my soles, thorns poking out. Using my shaky fingers I plucked as many as I could, then slipped on my trainers and top. I was still soaking wet; the water made damp patches on my clothing. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me and I didn't stop until I had reached my car. Jumping in I locked the doors, revved the engine to life and slammed the car in gear, speeding from the side of the road.

Aflame with arousal, I felt hot and wet. Where he had touched me he left a tingling sensation; it made me want more of his touch, made me want his hands all over me. I slammed on the brakes and my car skidded and swerved to the right narrowly missing a huge wolf standing in my path on the road. I gasped; the wolf didn't move from its position, standing still in the middle of the road. It turned its head and watched as my car curved around it; but I didn't stop! I kept going, too afraid, panic stricken with what had just happened in the lake and from the fact that the wolf was exactly the same as the one in my dream. I gulped.

Parking outside my house I ran straight up to my room locking the door behind me. I stood in the center of my room for a few minutes breathing hard. I stripped naked and ran into my bathroom, turning on the shower and jumping in the cold water. I didn't feel dirty but the tingling sensation where he had touched me was still as prominent, just as strong that my skin blazed as if he had just touched me here in this room. I liked it, which made me want to get rid of it. I was dangerously on the edge of just giving in and driving back so I could feel his touch again.

I couldn't sleep due to spending the night thinking of him; every time I closed my eyes I saw his perfect face and perfect body. This made me hot again, but I tried to ignore it just as I did for the rest of the week, but it was hard. I was troubled and confused feeling something wasn't right; it felt off.

My dream of the wolf which turned into Wrath, my encounter with Wrath at the lake then the appearance of the exact same wolf from my dream at the side of the road, where I had never seen a wolf before. The fact that their eyes were the same brown-yellow colour and their hair was both brown and red. Too similar.

As I woke the next Sunday morning I knew I shouldn't go to the lake; I told myself I shouldn't because of the wolf, the danger. It was hard not to step into my car and drive there, knowing who I would probably encounter, but I managed it, spending the day in front of the telly, channel surfing.

I went to bed early as for some strange reason doing nothing all day had (The day is over now, so this is further in the past.) made me feel exhausted. When I switched off the lights and snuggled myself into my duvet I began to drift off soon. Suddenly I felt as if someone was watching me. Paranoid I lifted my head and searched my room. I could see nothing here with me. I let my head fall back to my pillow.

My belly fluttered as I felt the same presence again as if someone was standing here in my room. Urges stirred inside me; I felt close to Wrath, I could smell him. I groaned as the urges suddenly increased. I became aroused feeling a need for him again. I refused to believe this. I stayed as still as possible trying to sing songs in my head to distract me.

'You didn't come to me today,' I heard a husky voice say. My heart began to race; I sat upright in my bed, turned on my light and searched my room. It was empty. No Wrath. I fell back down onto my pillows. I was imagining things.

'Rowan, answer me,' he breathed.

"Leave me alone," I mumbled to myself, my imagination running wild.

'I miss you.'

I sighed. "I miss you too."

'Come to me,' He offered.

"Stupid mind, just forget about him," I mumbled rolling over.

'Rowan. Come to me,' he said a little bit impatient. 'I want you, please come,' he whispered in his deep husky voice, which made me fire up and tingle even more. He wanted me. I groaned. This is impossible; he can't be here with me, can he? I tried to pretend I hadn't heard him and closed my eyes.

His smell strengthened, became a thick mist around me. I had to breathe deeper and catch as much of it as I could. My heart hammered inside my chest and I became moist again. A light pressure stroked my arm causing a tingle to shoot through me. I rolled over on my back and draped an arm over my eyes. I felt another light stroke run down my cheek, over my neck. It slid down under the sheets and crossed over my collar bone. I couldn't resist a groan; my breathing hiked coming in small sharp gasps. The stroke passed under my neck line and glided over my cleavage while another stroke trespassed below my hemline. I couldn't take it.

I jumped out of bed, causing the invisible strokes to vanish from my skin. "Are you doing this?" I mumbled through my gritted teeth pacing the floor next to my bed. "This is unfair, it's too much. I can't cope." I wrapped my arms around myself. I didn't expect a reply thinking it was all in my head.

'I'm sorry Rowan. Do you not like it?' The voice asked; it sounded a little lighter.

I sighed. "What's happening to me?" I questioned.

He spoke a little wary 'I can... talk to you.' I felt his uneasiness; it radiated onto me. 'I'm different,' he whispered.

"I don't understand." I shook my head feeling confused and placed a hand on my temple. I walked over to the window and sat at my window seat. I briefly gazed out the window and did a double take when I spotted a shadow on the lawn. My breath caught as I gazed into the yellow-brown eyes that the wolf owned. "What are you?" I questioned whispering.

'Come to me and I will show you.'

I couldn't cope. Leave me alone tonight. I need to think. I'm confused." I mumbled not taking my eyes off the wolf.

'As you wish. I will leave you tonight.' I did notice that he had suggested he would be back.

"Thank you."

'You look wonderful tonight,' he whispered. The wolf ran from my garden and down the street. I didn't hear him speak or feel his touch again that night.

I woke in the morning feeling groggy and achy. I sat up in my bed and checked my alarm clock. No, I wasn't late for school. I went to the bathroom and showered. When I returned to my room I noticed a thin piece of leather picking out from under my duvet cover. I walked over and pulled it back. Attached to the thin piece of leather was a tiny wolf pendant.