Unquenchable Thirst 🌶️🌶️

Quinn

Any moment now.

Jaxon would be walking through that door. The door to our bedroom.

~Our~ bedroom.

I wasn’t prepared for this. Not in the slightest.

For starters, I was a virgin. I had no idea about anything related to sex. The only guy I’d ever kissed was a boy who sold vegetables at the market.

That was before my mom became super strict about me leaving the house.

I’d had a crush on him for years. I was fourteen, he was nineteen. He wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed…but his body was something else.

All that hard work under the sun had given him a rugged, ~manly~ look, and I found myself daydreaming about him at night after my mom and I returned from shopping.

So, one day, before I could talk myself out of it, I ran up and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

I didn’t ask for permission, and I didn’t stick around to see his reaction. I just ran.

Like I said, I didn’t have much experience.

The second problem was that I barely knew Jaxon. Sure, I couldn’t deny the…electric connection between us. I had felt it intensely, ~painfully~ when I tried to hitchhike away.

But that didn’t mean I knew anything about him! So, he was the Alpha, which meant he was the leader of this pack of werewolves.

Great, what else?

What books did he like? ~Could~ he even read?

Did he have any hobbies outside of wolf-related stuff?

Was he always such a grumpy jerk or did he lighten up sometimes?

I had so many questions, and I still wouldn’t even scratch the surface of understanding him. The fact that he expected a stranger to share a bed with him was strange.

More than strange.

I wondered again if I should try to escape. Obviously, I couldn’t get far because of this damn…mating bond…or whatever Sky called it.

It was like an addiction you physically couldn’t shake. And not a fun addiction either, not like binge-reading or eating chocolate.

No, the mating bond was a ~lethal drug~. It coursed through my veins, threatening to shut down my body if I dared to try going cold turkey.

So, if I couldn’t break the bond, maybe I could at least hide somewhere nearby where Jaxon wouldn’t find me?

There must be a certain distance I could comfortably survive on my own.

I weighed my options. There was a window at the end of the room.

Could I try to escape the same way I did from my mom’s house? Tying blankets together and climbing down.

~Nope~.

We were on the top floor of the pack house, a much bigger building than my mom’s small cottage in the woods.

Even if there were enough sheets, I’d still be inside this damn fortress. I’d have another wall to climb over.

And then what?!

~Ugh~. I felt so trapped. Every time I looked at the door, I expected the handle to turn and for Jaxon to storm in.

I couldn’t stand the thought of what would happen next.

I took out my phone, wondering if Sky could help me. Maybe she knew of a hiding place…

Quinn

He’s still not here

Quinn

Is it too late for me to leave?

Sky

leave and go where, silly? 🤪

Quinn

I’m not ready to share a bed with him

Quinn

You must know of someplace I can hide

Sky

quinn, he’s the alpha

Sky

you can’t hide from him

Quinn

What do you mean?

Sky

because of your bond, he'll always be able to find you

Sky

isn’t that romantic? 💕

I tossed my phone on the bed and let out a frustrated sigh.

Romantic, it was not. Not to me.

If anything, it sounded like Jaxon had a free pass to stalk me.

Like Heathcliff in ~Wuthering Heights~, this guy was bound to ruin us both.

There had to be some way out of this whole situation. No one had asked me if I wanted to be a werewolf. No one had asked me if I wanted to be mated to Jaxon.

No one had bothered to ask me anything.

With that terrible thought in mind, I rolled over in the covers and cried—really cried—my body shaking uncontrollably.

Finally, worn out from exhaustion, I let my eyelids grow heavy and allowed the darkness to carry me away…

***

Heavy footsteps echoed, waking me from my sleep. They were coming up the stairs, on the other side of the door.

He was here. The Alpha.

Jaxon.

My eyes widened and my body tensed with fear as the handle turned and the door slowly opened.

His tall, dark figure filled the entire doorway. His golden eyes glowed.

He was looking at me.

“So, you’re here,” he said dismissively. “Make some room. The bed’s not all yours, princess.”

My cheeks turned red. He was so incredibly rude.

I wanted to snap back, but before I could open my mouth, he was undressing. First, kicking off his shoes, then pulling off his shirt, and finally, unbuckling his belt, and…

I couldn’t watch this. I quickly turned on my side, scooting to the farthest end of the bed to give him plenty of space.

I heard his pants hit the floor and swallowed hard. Was he going to sleep naked next to me?

Then, he walked over, lifted the sheets, and got into bed.

I could feel his weight shifting across to my side. Feel his heat radiating like a furnace. Hear his deep, husky breathing in and out.

I had never been this close to a man before.

Thankfully, Jaxon didn’t say another word. He simply reached over to the side table and turned off the lamp.

We were in darkness now.

I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep as long as the Alpha was next to me. If he was even sleeping.

I felt a strange tingling in my toes, almost as if they had fallen asleep. It crept from my feet up my thighs all the way to my sex, making me moan involuntarily.

I covered my mouth, hoping he hadn’t just heard that.

“You’re getting wet, and I haven’t even touched you,” he growled.

~Oh no~. He definitely heard me. And now he was turning toward me.

I squeezed my legs together to try to stop the juices from flowing. What was wrong with my body? Why was it betraying my mind?

“You want me to touch you, don’t you, Quinn?”

“No,” I whispered. But my body was screaming, ~YES!~

His fingertip traced a path on my bare leg, sending shivers of delight through me. It danced in figure-eights, making me squirm with anticipation.

Just a few more inches to the left and…

“If you want me to stop, just say so. Otherwise…” His voice was a low growl, his hand inching closer to my heated center.

I craved his touch. I needed it.

When his finger finally reached my clit, slipping under my panties, I thought I might combust right there.

He didn’t rub. He didn’t press. He just left his finger there, driving me to the brink of insanity.

“Please,” I gasped. “Please, Jaxon…”

“Please, what?”

He was going to make me say it. Make me beg for it.

I gave in.

“Please touch me.”

I couldn’t see him, but I could almost hear his smile. “As you wish.”

With that, he began to draw slow circles on my sensitive flesh, causing my jaw to clench and my back to arch.

No man had ever touched me before. And now ~this~ man was doing it…

It was overwhelming.

“Inside,” I pleaded, my body overpowering my mind.

He complied, sliding a finger into my heated center while his thumb continued its tantalizing circles on my clit.

I felt immobilized. Like I was his captive.

And I reveled in every moment of it.

My hand, seemingly with a mind of its own, reached for him, brushing against the tip of his impressive length. It was already wet. Pre-cum, I realized.

I’d read about it in one of my books. I used it as lubrication, spreading it on my palm, and began to stroke him.

“Oh, God…” he moaned in pleasure. “Don’t stop, Quinn. Don’t stop.”

We were both pleasuring each other. His cock was growing so large, pressing into my leg. I could just roll on top of him and let him enter me. Claim me. Take my virginity.

His thumb and finger quickened their pace, stealing my breath away. I matched his rhythm, stroking him faster.

“I want to make you come, Quinn,” he growled.

He was going to. I wanted to feel his hot release all over me. The mere thought of it sent my mind spinning. I’d never been this sexual before. What was happening to me?

But I couldn’t stop now. I was too far gone.

“Jaxon…” I moaned. “JAXON!”

I was on the edge.

The dam was about to burst.

The Alpha was about to make me climax.

***

I woke up abruptly, gasping, glancing around.

It had been a dream. A very erotic dream, but thankfully, just a dream.

But as I looked up, I saw Jaxon standing there in only his boxers, looking at me with a predatory gleam in his eyes. Could he sense my near climax?

“How did you sleep?” he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

From the look in Jaxon’s eyes, I had a feeling he was about to turn my dreams into reality.