It was Saturday morning. Halloween!
Phyre had made it through a week and a half of school and had gotten a hold of herself enough that people weren't treating her like she was breakable any more. Yeah, she had the one outburst at school, but everyone understood the trigger. Her emotions still ran everywhere as she still processed her grief. But, Embry had taken some time away from work to spend with her after school while her arm healed. Thank goodness for the accelerated wolf healing! By Saturday Phyre was itching to go with Anna to Port Angeles for the kickboxing.
Phyre really liked Anna once she got to spend more time with her. The first week, Anna stayed at her uncles house with the baby. So, they didn't have a lot of time to really talk. But, the following weekend, she returned to the house and took Phyre to Port Angeles for the first time. So, they had a chance to get to know one another and bond. Rory was absolutely fucking adorable. A total daddy's girl. Phyre had a hard time wrapping her head around the idea that the angry man she met that first night and the goofy daddy playing with the baby were the same person. She watched as Paul made airplane sounds as he fed his little 'jelly bean'.
Embry walked into the house. "Hey guys." Phyre ran to wrap herself around him. "Miss me firefly?"
She nodded quickly. He hugged her tighter.
Paul growled softly and smirked. "Glad to see you two getting along. But, seriously? You have to be on him like that in the living room?"
Phyre scoffed. "Please. Don't think I don't know what you and Anna did to have Rory over there. And, trying for a second?" But, she jumped down just as her phone started going off. "Hey there sexy. You ready for the party tonight?" She winked at Embry who grinned. She knew he could hear Karen's voice, so no issues there. "Yup, we will see you then."
Paul laughed. "Did she tell you what that ringtone is?" He asked Embry.
Embry chuckled and dropped his head. "Yeah, I know what it is. I think it's cute."
"Never mind. I should have known better than to bring you into it Call. Of course you would make it about how cute your imprint is." Paul deadpanned. "The only one in the pack to have a ringtone called Bad Wolf."
Phyre put her hands on her hips. "And, how many of you losers would even know what it was? At least I told you."
"Hey! I recognized it." Embry defended.
She rolled her eyes. "Only because I made you watch Dr. Who with me."
"I actually kind of like the show. And, I really like that you like sci-fi and horror movies." Their second attempt at a real date had been an all day marathon of their favorite movies and tv shows at his house. Thank technology for streaming videos on demand! They actually liked a lot of the same stuff. Phyre was a little more up on sci-fi than Embry, but he wasn't opposed to watching anything she wanted. And, he swore that it wasn't just because of the imprint. He actually liked it all as well. He just hadn't had a lot of time to watch much between the pack, work and school. So, for several nights during the week, they were curled up on his couch watching Doctor Who together. Especially after the broken arm incident. Couldn't do much else.
Paul groaned. "Of course you do."
Embry grinned. "A girl who likes horror movies and sci-fi is damn sexy! Just like a girl who likes heavy metal is..."
That finally got Paul to relent. "Yeah, I have to admit, coming home to Anna dancing around the house to Godsmack, is pretty damn hot."
Phyre beamed up at Embry for his compliment. He waggled his brows down at her. "Phyre has been dancing too."
"Speaking of weird things that turn men on... tattoos. When am I going to get my pack tattoo?" She asked.
Paul shook his head. "Sam agreed to wait until we know those Social Services people are done. Don't need them questioning things over a tattoo."
"Fine." She pouted. Then looked up at Embry. "Oh, I have something to show you." She grabbed his hand and pulled him up the stairs.
"What is going on?" He laughed as she pushed him to sit on her bed.
Phyre gave him a devilish grin. "Costume show and tell. For the Halloween party tonight." Then she went to the bathroom to change.
"I was thinking of dying the under layers of my hair teal while we are in Port Angeles today." She talked as she changed.
"Teal would look good on you." He agreed. "Well, any color would look good on you. Except blonde. Can't stand blondes anymore."
She grinned at the thought of him being completely turned off by the bitch waitress. A few more touches and...
When Phyre walked out to show him the costume, Embry's jaw dropped. She watched with amusement as he went from being stunned, to being completely turned on, to realizing that other men would see her in that costume and jealousy took over.
She had walked out in a very form fitting 'Mistress of the Dark' outfit with a short jagged skirt that held a very wide and high slit up the right thigh to end at her hip bone, and an even lower neckline almost to her navel. It wasn't possible to wear a bra or panties with that dress.
"No way in hell! You can't walk out of this house in that!"
They could hear laughter from down the hall where Anna was putting laundry away.
Embry looked confused, but still pissed.
Phyre wanted to keep things going, get angry that he was being controlling and shit. But, she couldn't do it. Her face split into a wide smile as she started to laugh too as she leaned against the door frame seductively. "Don't worry baby. This one was just for you. I am wearing this one to the party tonight." She held up a GhostBuster's full length jump suit that she had carried out behind her back.
His eyes darted back and forth between the two ensembles before he finally joined into the laughter as well. "You fucking tease!" He wiped a hand over his face. "I was damn near ready to call the whole damn pack to barricade you in if you tried to leave in that."
Anna giggled as she walked down the hall to head down stairs. "You were so easy to set up Embry."
He collapsed backward, onto the bed. They could hear Anna describe the dress to Paul who bust out laughing as well. Then, she suggested that Paul take her and Rory for a walk for a bit. After taking a few breaths, Embry lifted his head to get another look at Phyre in the sexy costume. "Now that I am not about to die of a heart attack, let me see you some more." He smirked.
Phyre blushed as she watched him climb back out of her bed and stepped back to pick up her photo album. "Sorry Jax, not sure you want to see this." He grinned and closed it.
Embry turned and stalk his way toward her. He was every ounce of the predator that she knew him to be. And, it sent shivers skittering across every millimeter of skin, from her head to her toes. Her breast tightened and her nipples hardened as he drew closer. Slowly. She could see her lust mirrored in his face.
After the first date fiasco that messed up their first kiss, Embry had pulled back from her. Not from spending time with her. But, from the physical pursuits. He would not touch her anywhere suggestive. He would not try to kiss her. Even if she tried to kiss him, he pulled away. Not that he had done much of anything before, but it was even less after. That of course sparked another fight. But, he had said that he wanted to honor her wishes to go slow. And, he knew that if he kissed her lips, he would want more. However, more than that, he wanted it to be something that they both felt right offering. Not just to rush into it out of a need to correct a mistake. Not just in the heat of the moment. But, something planned. Something chosen. Something that they would remember. A new start on their first kiss and perhaps more.
Karen and Anna had helped her set him up for this moment. The shock. The laughter. The raw sexuality of the moment. It would be memorable.
As he closed in the distance, Phyre bit down on her lower lip in anticipation. He growled at the gesture. He stopped so that his body was only an inch from hers.
"Please tell me to stop." He growled deeper. Like hell she would. She had planned for it all. It was what she wanted. She wanted him.
There was a moment, where the world seemed to stop. Her heart, his breaths, even the ticking of the clock all stood still. "I want this." Was all she could whisper before he crashed onto her lips.
Her lips parted quickly. Granting him access to her. And, he made use of the open gates. Fuck! He was passion overload. He ravaged her mouth as if he had been lost in the Sahara and he could suckle the water to live from her. His hands had found their way to her face. They cupped her cheeks tenderly, a stark contrast from the intensity of his lips and tongue. Her fingers dug into his hips, trying to pull him closer. Her lungs burned and her head spun. But, she would not stop, could not stop. She wanted him more than anything.
There was an audible gasp as Embry pulled away. They had both been starved of air for too long. They had a lot to make up for in their 'first kiss' do over. Embry lowered his forehead to hers as they fought to catch their breath.
"Do you have any idea just how badly I have wanted to do that?" He asked.
She smirked. "I hope at least half of as much as I wanted you to."
A grin tugged at his lips. "I should stop now before things go too far."
Phyre looked him in the eye. "Do you think that you could hold back from intercourse?"
He quickly sucked in his breath. "Are you sure you want to offer so much?"
"You are mine, Embry Call. And, I am yours. Imprints, friends, and more. It is freaky weird since I have only known you for two weeks. But, I am starting to just accept it. I want you. I want my scent on you. I want your scent on me. I'm just not ready for that last step yet."
The distance between their lips disappeared once again. However, that kiss was wildly different from the first. The first was full of the passion and sexual tension that had been restrained for so long. The second was soft, slow, sensual. The first was silent in the absence of breath. The second pulled all sorts of sounds of pleasure from each of them. Phyre melted into the kiss as Embry's hands lightly drifted down from her cheeks. Ghosting over the skin of her neck, lightly caressing her shoulders as they continued to slide their way down her back and finally stopped to cup her backside. The moment that his fingers dug into her, she groaned.
"Are you still good firefly?" He whispered against her lips before he began kissing his way to her ear.
"Shiny." She gasped. She loved the pet name that he had given her. But, she couldn't help but think of the tv show with the same name.
The lower his lips worked their way down her neck, the lower his hands could roam. Until he had just enough leverage that he pulled her legs up to wrap around his waist. The shift in height granted him more access to the exposed skin around her collar bone. His hands slid their way back up her thighs until they were under her dress and caressing her ass once again. Her back pressed against the door frame.
He groaned. "The fact that you don't wear panties drives me crazy."
"They get in the way." She breathed.
"That, they do." He chuckled.
Phyre was... well, on fire! Her body was exploding in heat and need for Embry. Her hands had been exploring the muscles of his back, but she wanted his shirt off. She needed it off. She needed to feel his skin. But, when she tried to pull it off, he would not cooperate. So, she grabbed the collar and ripped the damn thing down the middle.
"Eager beaver." He tsked as he nuzzled his face between her breasts.
"You have no idea." She groaned at how true that statement was, in every way.
Embry shifted her slightly to turn and carry her away from the still open door. He kicked it closed before walked her to the bed and crawled into the middle as he lowered her down. One hand slid its way up her side to the neckline that barely covered anything. He hooked one finger under the fabric just enough that as he grazed her skin from collar bone, around the outside of one breast, and down to the bottom of her rib cage, the fabric pulled away with it. Exposing her taught peak. Embry chewed on his lower lip as he savored the sight. Then, he repeated the motion on the other side so that both breasts were there before him.
Bright ambered eyes locked on chocolate brown as he licked his way across her abdomen until he teased at the underside of her breast. He was dishing out his punishment for her prank with the outfit, Phyre was sure of it. She wanted more. She needed more. Yet, he went so damn slow! However, nothing had prepared her for the explosion of pleasure she would receive when he reached her nipple. She knew she wanted it. But, fucking hell wasn't enough of an expletive for the feeling of his mouth around her puckered nub. Her back arched as she screamed out in pleasure. Her hands buried themselves in his shaggy black hair, pulling his head closer to her body. Never wanting him to stop.
Yet, his only reaction as to chuckle. Pompous asshole. He knew what he was doing to her. She would get him back. One way or another, she would.
By the time, he moved over to her other breast, her hips were bucking and rolling of their own accord. Her breathing had become more of a pant. She begged him for more. Embry pulled back from her nipple with a loud pop. The spike of electricity that ran through her made her whole body spasm at the sensation.
Trails of heat has scorched her skin as his hands explored, but they drew her focus the closer they moved toward the juncture between her legs. Embry's fingers ran just along the folds of skin separating them from the most sensitive areas.
"Don't stop." She begged. Her breath caught in her throat as he obliged her request.
He groaned against her nipple as he slid his finger over her slick heat. "Damn honey, you are so wet."
She had no words. Her head was spinning as he teased her body. His mouth still at her breasts as his fingers moved faster and faster over bundle of nerves. The heat built. Her body tightened. Then she exploded into ribbons of ecstasy. Screaming Embry's name as she reached her first orgasm given to her by anyone.
"Phyre." He whispered between nips at the sensitive flesh along the bottom of her breast as she came down from her high.
"Hmmm?" She was at a loss for words.
"Honey, you need to get cleaned up and ready for our day trip to Port Angeles. We don't have time for more today."
She whined. She really wanted more. But, Embry slid his way up to be next to her and pulled her into his arms. "There is no rush. We have the rest of our lives." He kissed her lips lightly. "But, I am really happy that I get to do this now." He kissed her again. "And, I really, really, like the costume."