The only times she hasn't been in control was when she first found out about her animal half and when she was still hunting for her pack. But now. Now she was in control of the wolf. She was one with it. One with the power her wolf allowed her, gifted her, provided for her.
Being in control was nothing new for her now.
Even during the curse. During those 28 years, she hadn't known that her need to be in charge was because of her true self. Was because of the wolfs (her own) need to have the complete power over her prey. Red had never once lost her grip on the tight control she had over her own self.
And the thought of giving up that control now?
Nope. No way. Nada. No.
Until...
"You," Red whispered somewhere between a sharp breath and a low groan triggered by the calculated flicks of her tormentor's tongue along her inner walls earning a gentle sucking and a kiss against her core while her arms shook with the effort of ripping the sheets they have tangled around themselves in apart rather than letting her nails dig and rip at her mate's sweat covered skin. Well not yet anyway.
"Me what?" that dark haired dark eyed woman that smells like tornados, dog fur and magic hummed. A proud grin already forming on her wet lips when the hands now fisted deeply into her hair pulled scraping the human wolf's short claws along her scalp when the predator leaned back to look up at her prey. The exact opposite of what Ruby wanted her to be doing at that moment.
"Me what?" Red was prompted again one of her lover's strong hand splaying out over Ruby's abdomen keeping her impatient lover in check when her hair was pulled harder as if trying to goad her back into action.
But the wolf needs her month back against the fire between her legs. If she doesn't sooth it soon the she-wolf is sure she's going to combust from the building pressure of it.
"Me. What. Wolfie?" her mate asked again defiantly ignoring all Red's panted whimpering please to finish her off. Never before had Ruby thought her name could be used as such an arousing threat. Not that she really minded even when it only brought on an all more powerful twist of lust created arousal spilling out of her and into her Dorothy's waiting mouth. Not that she didn't know she'd be making her mate use that tone while saying her name like some seductive insult to her again. and again. and again, in the next long desire filled days ahead.
"Tell me Red." her farm girl snapped her lips still ghosting kisses and blowing her warm breath onto the wolf's drenched sex only adding, even more, fire to the inferno raging at her core as Dorothy's tongue flicked out licking up more of the wolf's aroused offering. Her dark eyes never once breaking from Ruby's when the flat of her tongue swirled around the panting animal's overly sensitive bud sucking ever so gently on it then backed off when her only answer was a strangled gasping demand for more.
Both woman and wolf howled in loud angry denial when the hands on her stomach sliding down to her thighs keeping her from the friction she craved. The delicious friction that would finally and completely end her needy torment once and for all.
"Keep them at your sides or I'm tying them over your head." Her lover commanded seeing her hands shakily trying to rise to do her job for her.
"Now, me what." Her smug looking mate asked her yet again once the trembling woman under her had grudgingly obeyed.
Hazy golden green eyes finding the dark caramelly chocolate color that both calmed and burned her all at once.
"Was looking for you," Ruby panted out in answer.
"I was looking for you too." Dorothy agreed her breath like open fire against the wolf's skin while her lips swallowed Ruby's ragged howl as their hips slotted back together again pressing and coxing each other along feverishly as the couples drenched cores took over the fight for just which of them was in control of the other.