The middle continued… continued… continued (sure is becoming a long middle!)
12 am (two days later... full moon)
He was starting to become agitated……… let me revise that, he was going out of his fucking mind due to the fact that Serena still wasn't talking to him after his little comment the other night. Heck, she hadn't even let him touch her and that was really beginning to get on his nerves, 'coz once a werewolf found their mate the regular touching, which ranged from little feather like touches to full blown hot monkey sex, soothed the beasts presence, especially around the full moon. Seeing as the full moon was coming tonight Darien was feeling the withdrawal affects doubly so and it was slowly yet steadily killing him……… strike that, at the rate Darien was feeling he wouldn't last the night without attempting to kill someone "accidentally".
He sat in his office, rubbing his temples as he tried to get rid of the pounding headache that had been building up for the last two days. He had to be at an important meeting in the next ten minutes, but he couldn't for the life of him, bring himself to move from the comfort of his plush, leather chair. As he bent his head over the work he was meant to be doing he caught the unique sent of cherry blossoms and knew that the click-clacking sound of heels he could hear on the polished floor the led towards his office belonged to Serena. His body instantly tensed in arousal, but he fought down his primal instincts and kept his head bent over the work on his desk. It wasn't till he heard the door open, then close and the prominent sound of the lock clicking into place that Darien raised his head from his work and glanced in Serena's direction. Only to find himself held mesmerised at the sight of her clothed in a silk black coat that stopped just above her knees and a pair of neon pink 5 inch heels. How the hell did she walk in those things? God knows, 'coz Darien sure as hell didn't. Her hair was held up loosely by chopsticks, but while all that was fascinating and highly arousing, it was the hooded look in her eyes that captivated his attention.
Her eyes clearly said, "Fuck me……… now" and he for one was more than happy to oblige. Her eyes were almost black as desire swirled in their depths and she was biting her bottom lip as she took him in. He could hear her faint breathing, the beating of her heart against the restraints of her chest like some caged wild animal, smell her arousal, so thick and sweet he could almost taste it and he could see her nipples pressed hard against the silky fabric of her coat. He watched as she sashayed her way over to his side of the desk, hips swaying suggestively while her breathless voice floated through the hazy mist that was settling in his mind: "I don't know why……… but……… oh God! I just found myself getting hotter and hotter……… my body……… my body tingling at every brush of fabric against it and……… I was hit……… by this need... this need to have you……… to have you fuck me senseless……… over and over and over again……… till I'm weak……… weak with fatigue and can't feel anything but you moving inside me." As she'd spoken, she'd continues to stalk up to him like some slinking predator, her hands moving over the hard contours of her tightened breasts, over the smooth curves of her hips, back up to tangle in her silky hair before she repeated the whole sequence again. Waves and waves of arousal hit Darien as he watched the path her hands trailed while she spoke in that breathless voice that reminded him of other occasions when she was calling out his name. The visual she was providing added to the words she was saying of what she wanted him to do to her meant that he had to swallow hard before he could respond to what she'd said:
"It's the full moon kitten. Wolves are highly sexual beasts by nature and when there's a full moon present that's increased ten fold. It's worse for mated wolves because when wolves mate they need regular touch, no matter how small, to help ease the beast inside. By refusing to touch me you've been killing not only yourself but me too love."
By now Serena was in standing in front of Darien. She took a deep inhale and caught a whiff of his deep, musky scent and she was gone; like a junkie after their much needed and highly appreciated hit, senses awakened and raging at having been away from Darien far too long. She straddled his lap and breathed the words "Guess I'll have to make it up to you then" directly into his ear before running her tongue along it's rim and was rewarded with a hard shiver raking down his back. She pulled her head back to gaze directly into his eyes, their breathing synchronised as they stared into the others darkening eyes, not wanting to make the first move. Suddenly they found their lips fused together, neither knowing who closed the distance first and neither caring as their tongues battled furiously for dominance. Darien felt Serena's small hands pushing his jacket off his torso and literally ripping his tie from his shirt and he couldn't help but grin at her eagerness.
Just as the kiss was reaching unprecedented heights, Serena pulled away and moved to stand just in front of Darien as he lounged back in his chair, both breathing hard. Smiling slightly Serena grasped the ties to her black coat and pulled them apart, letting the coat dropped to the floor with a muffled 'thump'. Darien was left speechless as he stared at Serena wearing nothing but her neon pink heels. His eyes travelled the length of her body before he drew her back in. Placing one hand on her lower back he pulled her in until her toned stomach was centimetres in front of him and even then he closed the distance by placing a long lick from left to right across her stomach, feeling her body tremble with need. His other hand was blindly pushing everything off his desk and when that was complete he stood, tracing a path up the middle of Serena's body with his soft lips before engaging her in a heated kiss. He grabbed her ass, causing her to give out a shocked gasp before moving his hands lower to frame the top of her legs and lifted her onto the top of the desk. His fingertips stroked her legs before he caught them in a bruising grip and wrapped them tightly around his waist. Serena lent back on her arms and arched her body towards Darien while tipping her head back, mouth open as she tried to take in as much air as possible. She froze before letting out a small scream as she felt Darien's hot, moist mouth close around her nipple, his tongue flickering back and forth repeatedly and soft murmurs of encouragement escaped from between her lips.
Sensation upon sensation forced their way through Serena's body, eliminating every other thought in her mind and leaving her body wired up. She arched her hips towards Darien's and he responded by grinding his hips back against hers until they forged a rhythm that was threatening to send them spiralling into oblivion. Jerking his head way from Serena's body he pressed the button on his desk that allowed him to speak to Amy and in a deep, husky voice told her that under no circumstances was he to be interrupted and to cancel all his other appointments for the day. He swore he could hear amusement in her voice as she responded, but that thought was soon driven out of his mind by Serena fumbling one handed with his trouser button, her hand constantly coming into contact with his erection, while her other hand delved into his hair and dragged his head so her swollen lips could meet his.
His hand moved down to help hers and between them they were able to relieve some of the pressure that had been exerted on his erection. His body jerked as Serena ripped his shirt clean of his body, buttons firing themselves in all directions. She placed one of her hands within his boxers and pulled him out before grinding her slick core against his shaft. The world seemed to hold it's breath as the two revealed in the explosion of fireworks that shot through their bodies at Serena's move. Grabbing both her hands, Darien held them above her head against the desk. He watched through hooded eyes as Serena began to struggle in earnest to get closer to his body, while he deliberately held himself away from the temptation she presented moving that way underneath him. Soft mewls of protest flowed into the air as she opened her eyes to meet his. When he was sure he had her attention he spoke:
"This is what I've felt like for the last two fucking days."
With that he transferred her hands to one of his hands and used the other to pull one of her legs over his shoulder while she tightened the other one around his waist. He drove into her with the single minded determination of erasing all other thoughts from her mind. Keeping still he gazed down at her as they both panted, "Never, ever do that to me again. Is that clear?" A small whine of protest came from Serena when he stopped moving and she squirmed beneath him as she tried to create some much need friction. His free hand clamped down on her hips, prohibiting her movements and she opened her eyes again to find his cerulean orbs boring down into hers.
"Is that clear?" Tears leaked out of her eyes as she nodded her head in submission and Darien lent down to kiss away her tears before he drew out and drove back into her sweet, sweet body. His lips meshed to hers in a passionate kiss as he thrust into her again and again, Serena raising her hips to meet him thrust for thrust. Colours seemed to merge together and the scents of their bodies floated around them. The sounds of their harsh breathing speeding up as they neared their peaks, the moans and groans that chased after each other in the room further spurred the couple on as they reached the edge of the peaks and flew over them. Hard tremors raked Serena's body as she convulsed around him, milking him for all her was worth and as soon as one contraction finished another one started up leaving her breathless and numb.
Darien felt the multiple orgasms crash through Serena's body and could only sympathise as another one spread through his body in conjunction to hers. The hot, metallic smell of blood invaded his senses a second before the sweet taste of it registered in his mind. Dazedly he glanced down as saw a perfect set of teeth marks circling her left nipple, slowly filling up with blood and Darien realised that in those last moments of passion he'd bit her. He was about to apologise, but she placed a slender finger over his lips to silence him as she trailed her finger tips lightly over his back, tensing slightly as they left a burning trail of ice fire in their wake and it was then that he realised she'd a) scorched his back with her nails and b) her stiletto heel had made rivets in her back as she'd progressively tightened the leg over his shoulder.
Grinning down at her, he captured her lips in a soft kiss that helped to stroke the dieing flames of desire in their bodies and coax it back into a roaring flame. He heard Serena groan before he moved back in for round two.