Mated To An Enemy

Ashleigh was vaguely aware of Caleb lifting her into his arms and carrying her to the bed. Her head was still spinning, the waves of ecstasy slowly receding into a soft thrum of pleasure that radiated through her body.

“Ashleigh,” his voice called to her gently.

Her eyes fluttered open.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

She turned her head to see that she was laying on her back on the bed, and he sat on his knees beside her.

He looked down at her with concern, but in his eyes, she still saw the dark swirls of desire.

Ashleigh had been so nervous when she first came out of the bathroom that she hadn’t taken the time to look at her husband.

She had seen him without a shirt a few times before, but this time it was different. This time she could touch, taste, and enjoy every part of him if she wished.

Her mouth watered as her eyes trailed over his broad shoulders, down over the hard lines of muscle that made up his chest. The strong arms that held her so tightly.

She licked her lips.

Ashleigh rolled onto her side, she lifted herself up to her hands and knees.

“Ashleigh?” he called to her._.

She moved toward him, reaching her hand out to the etched muscles of his stomach. Her fingertips grazing over his skin with a feather-light touch, he let out a soft moan.

“What are you doing?” he asked, licking his lips.

Ashleigh looked up at him, he saw the same look of want in her eyes.

“Whatever I want,” she said in a throaty whisper that made him growl.

She smiled and pushed him.

Caleb laid back, stretching his legs out and giving her full access to his body, restricted only by the boxer briefs he still wore.

Ashleigh sat on her knees beside him, she looked down at his body, drinking it in and memorizing every dip and curve, all the hard lines and soft edges that she planned to spend her life exploring fully.

For now…

Her eyes fell on the significant bulge of his briefs. She swallowed as her heart quickened. Her body was already reacting to him, the slow-burning ache in her belly that had just felt release was building up once more.

Ashleigh looked down at herself, she was still feeling the warm ripples of pleasure through her body, and she wondered how sensitive she still was. She bit her lower lip and removed her panties.

Beside her, Caleb watched as she did so, seeing her take the initiative filled him with anticipation and eagerness. But he held himself back.

Ashleigh pulled down at his briefs, and Caleb lifted his hips to help her. Once she had removed his last article of clothing, she took in a slow breath as her eyes feasted on his body.

She felt a growing need inside of herself, a hunger that demanded to be fed. Ashleigh climbed over him, straddling him.

Ashleigh lowered herself slowly to settle over his erection, bracing herself on his shoulders. Caleb groaned and exhaled gradually as he felt the heat of her core approaching his arousal. He gripped the sheets below him to keep from grabbing her hips and pulling her down onto him.

She stopped with a whimper and a shaky breath just as the tip of his cock dipped into her opening. Caleb growled, clenching his jaw tightly he pressed his head back into the pillow behind him. Feeling her warmth, her wetness, it was almost too much.

His mark was on her, he felt what she felt. He knew how stimulated she already was. Ashleigh was ready for him, she needed him as much as he needed her. But she hesitated.

“Ashleigh,” he whispered.

Her mind was losing focus of the moment, she was so sensitive, even this much was sending out sharp pulses of pleasure, but it was too much. She wasn’t sure if she could handle any more.

“Ashleigh,” he called to her once again.

She lifted her eyes to him, and he looked back at her with love and want. He smiled.

“You’ve done enough,” he said. “Let me do the rest.”

She licked her lips and nodded.

Caleb lifted himself up to a sitting position, careful in his movements.

“Put your arms around my neck, and move forward just a little,” he said.

She did as he said, feeling a slight disappointment when she moved forward and lost their connection.

Caleb’s hands found her thighs, and she let out a soft moan at his touch. He smiled, moving them up to her hips.

They were eye to eye now, her breasts through the satin slip pressed against his chest. Ashleigh could feel his heart beating just as fast as hers.

Caleb tilted his head and leaned forward, kissing her gently.

As he pulled away, Ashleigh felt a sudden frenzied need for more, she tightened her arms around his neck, pulling him back to her. She kissed him, hard. Caleb replied in kind.

Their kiss was passionate and filled with raw need. Caleb felt Ashleigh’s desire growing, her longing to mark him, even if she didn’t know it herself.

He kept her focused on their kiss, as he positioned his length at her core. He rubbed his tip along her clit, she gasped, and then with a hungry look in her eyes, she bit at his lip. Pulling softly.

Caleb growled and guided himself into her opening.

Ashleigh panted and lifted her head up toward the ceiling. Caleb kissed along her throat as he pushed himself just a little further.

She moved her hands onto his shoulders, clutching onto him with her nails as she felt his size pressing against her walls. It was uncomfortable and still somehow pleasurable. He moved again, and this time there was pain, Ashleigh cried out.

“Easy…” Caleb whispered against her throat. “I won’t move yet.”

He was large, and the pressure against her walls was difficult. Part of her wanted to stop, but far more wanted to just push through like ripping off a band-aid.

Caleb felt her intention, he gripped on to her hips just as she decided to go through with this plan.

“No,” he said, running his tongue along the length of her throat. “Don’t rush, breathe, relax.”

Ashleigh licked her lips and tried to take slow breaths. But every movement brought her attention back to the pain of him inside of her.

“I can’t,” she said.

Caleb kissed along her shoulder while his hand moved away from her hip.

“You can,” he whispered. “Trust me.”

She was about to protest, to tell him that this wasn’t about trusting him, it was about her body not being able to take him in. But her thoughts were very suddenly blurred as a loud moan was drawn from her lips.

His thumb stroked against the swollen bud of her clit, as his tongue traced his mark on her shoulder.

Ashleigh felt as though she were melting into a puddle of warmth and bliss. His hand, his tongue, her body didn’t know where to focus, which pleasure to chase, which moment to savor.

She relaxed around him, and he moved a little further.

“Ash, this is going to hurt, but soon it will feel good again,” he whispered.

But Ashleigh didn’t care, she was already reaching her tipping point once more by the skilled work of his hand.

Caleb thrust into her, she cried out as the pain flared. He bit down gently on his mark, and her pain eased as his own growing pleasure flowed into her.

She hugged around his neck, and he moved his arms to her back, holding them together tightly as his thrusting increased. Ashleigh panted and let out soft whimpers as every thrust pushed her closer to that third release.

Somewhere inside, she heard the wolf howl, her eyes moved down to his shoulder, and she licked her lips. It called to her, a primitive desire to claim him took hold, and she sank her teeth into his shoulder as he anchored himself deep within her core.

They both cried out as Ashleigh’s mark took hold of him. As they released their pleasure into each other.

For that last glorious moment, they shared their climax in a mind-numbing white out of carnal delight that left them both unable to move or think beyond their pleasure.

In the mountains of Winter, under the light of the full moon, Ashleigh and Caleb finally realized their bond, and began their life together.

While in the valley below, nothing significant happened.