Chapter Five

"So are you man or are you wolf?" I asked finally.

"I am both but I am a man first and spirit warrior second." He told me as he explained in greater detail the legends of his people. It was a story of power and magic, one full of self-sacrifice. Jacob's people were nothing like the monsters my parents and the others made then out to be.

I ran my hand along his jaw, something I'd wanted to do since I stumbled upon him in the woods. Jacob cupped my face within his hands and kissed me once again. I fell into him and allowed the essence of him to envelope me, surrounding us in a love haze. I moved to slide my hands up his shirt when he stopped me, his brown eyes slowly opening.

"Wait. You need to know, that if we cross this line, there is no going back. We, like our brethren in nature, we mate for life. So just know that if we do this, I'm never letting you go." Jacob said seriously.

I answered him with a kiss and continued to undress him. He pulled at the strings of my corset and undid the complicated bun my mother wound my hair into. His long fingers grabbed my shoulders and pushed me backwards until my legs bumped against the simple bed. Jacob gestured for me to sit while he leaned over me and pulled the ends of my shirt and slip it over my head. He then leaned down and nipped at my neck, leaving a bright red spot on my caramel skin before his eyes raked over me, landing on my heaving chest. I sucked in a breath as his fingers grazed my protruding nipples for a brief second before they were replaced by his mouth.

A sharp cry left my lips that surprised me. Never before had I felt something like this. Jacob leaned back and removed his shirt and pulled my skirt off in a flash. Suddenly I was as naked as the day I was born and I felt unashamed. When I was with Riley, it didn't feel like this. And now I knew why.

Jacob stood in front of me expectantly, waiting for me to make the next move. I reached out and tugged at his pants, his manhood springing forth, a small cropping of hair arching above it. His eyes held a certain seriousness as he asked if I had experience with a man. I explained that only a brief moment with Riley but it was interrupted by a wolf. His playful smirk then returned and he grabbed my hand, placing it on his muscled stomach. "Touch me."

I ran my finger along the tip of his manhood, running my nail along the veins that protruded, shocked when he shuddered. Gripping it a bit more firmly in my hand, I lowered my mouth to the tip and tasted the salty mixture that seemed to ooze from the small slit in the center. Jacob moaned and pushed himself a bit further into my mouth, biting his lip and moaning. I continued, tightening my jaws as he let out a guttural growl and a salty liquid sprayed forth into the back of my throat.

Jacob quickly caught his breath as his eyes became predator-like. I scooted away from him but he quickly grabbed my legs and parted them, placing his head in my most private area.

As he lapped away, I felt myself go feverish with pleasure. All that I knew and had been taught contradicted everything I was experiencing with Jacob. I didn't have to be so prim and proper with him; wear constricting garments and conduct myself in a certain way in the presence of men.

Jacob's tongue seemed to reach the far ends of the cavity as he plundered and explored. My hands grabbed my bosom and tangled themselves into my hair as I felt pressure building in the pit of my stomach. Just as I felt the pressure released, Jacob slid back up my body and placed a desperate kiss upon my lips.

"Are you ready? Remember, there's no going back after this. After this, you'll be mine."

"Yes."

Jacob then took a firm hold of his manhood and rubbed it against my vagina, creating a most fervor friction before positioning himself at the entrance and shoved his way in. A hoarse strangled cry escaped my lips as Jacob slowly pulled out and then pushed back in. Once the pain subsided, I felt the heat of our love making.

"You're so tight Red." He moaned in my ear.

He readjusted himself so his thighs were pushing mine further into my belly. I could feel his hot breath across my face as his pace quickened. Our eyes met as he said, "I won't stop," before expelled his seed into me. He caught his breath and turned me onto my side, lying behind me. I leaned my head back and captured his lips as he slid into me, more easily this time. My leg was pulled back and he furiously pumped into me, laying more marks along my neck and collar bone. My hand gripped his hair as his fingers walked a train along my hips and rubbed circles at the tip of my entrance. I couldn't contain myself any longer so I let go.

I collapsed, breathless but Jacob wasn't through with me yet. He flipped me over and propped me on my knees, thrusting fast this time. His actions were that of a man consumed with the need to devour he and make me his. It was raw and animalistic. The wolf was in control and he would not let me go until I knew I was his as well. My wails and moans filled the air as he slammed into me and pulled me back into him. My breasts spilled out his hands as he bit my shoulder to mark me as his. In that moment of pleasure and pain, I knew there was nothing I wanted more than to never forget how I felt being in his arms. I wanted that night to mark the first of many nights with this man, this wolf. My love.