Chapter 11
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Snowed In with a Bigfoot, a Yeti, & a Werewolf
by Honey Cummings
Wilma didn’t know how long she stood there in silence. Tenzin was patient. Dangerously patient. The self-control he held when they were so close, skin against skin, her heart beating into his chest was answered by his own heartbeat. Calm exterior, but his heart raced as much as her own. His breath was cool over her neck and shoulder. His fingers trailing down her body made her skin pimple as he delighted in the little twitches it caused.
“So ticklish,” he mused in a rumbly voice.
Wilma opened her mouth, but she realized who Tenzin was and about the moment, about every passing minute alone with him had shown her. Blinking, it shook her from her unease and a heat flushed through her as she let the thought loose.
He’s waiting for permission, practically begging me for it. Sure, he’s tossed threats this whole time, but every touch is intentional and tender.
Another shudder shook her and a thundering sound, like a coo that was a half roar escaped him. He pulled her tighter into him. Nuzzling her neck and giving her shoulder a tender kiss. Wilma let her hands roam over his shoulder blades and down across his lower back. His cock pressed against her thigh.
“Well, you said some place soft,” he reminded her, followed by another kiss on the shoulder. “Is this what you had in mind, snowflake?”
Another wave of arousal waved over her. His voice, the touch of him, the…
“You are far from soft,” she teased, a short laugh escaping her.
Tenzin half laughed. “And whose fault is that?”
He nuzzled to her ear, nibbling on it. She couldn’t stop the fire it sparked at her core.
“You’re driving me crazy,” murmuring into her ear, she would almost mistake the words as his thoughts out loud. “I can smell it, sense it, feel it every time you find yourself physically manifesting your desire. Even for an alpha, it's irresistible from a fated mate.”
The words brought what she had been wondering about. “What happens to me now?” She pushed out of his arms, stepping backwards slow and steady to their intended destination, the four-poster bed.
“Now?” Tenzin matched her step-by-step. “I suppose I can’t let you ever leave my sight.”
She swallowed down the mixture of excitement and fear that had knotted in her throat. Her common sense should have objected. Loudly. Instead, the words landed less like a threat and more like a promise he was trying not to act upon. “What about my life back home? I had a job, I had…”
“Had.” Those icy blue eyes locked onto her own and she inhaled swiftly, something about the gaze dangerous and filled with a yearning she had never seen from anyone in her life. “You keep saying ‘had’ and not ‘have,’ Wilma.” Shiver crawled up her spine. “You have me. You have the ski lodge or the cabin–even here if you just want to hide away and escape it all.”
Her legs pressed against the silken covers of the bed, but Tenzin started to march his way closer.
“As much as I hate saying it, you have Boone and Lucan. You have your grandmother here. You have anything you wish of it from me.” He took one last step to close the gap between them and cupped her face. “Again, you have a life here if you accept it.”
She started to say something, but pulled his hands away. Reaching up, she pulled his lips to her and kissed him. No one had ever paid such great attention to her world. He seemed like the classic Ice King sort of man (monster even), but he had been watching, observing, and measuring a decision he would need to make, and the decision she would have to accept.
Wilma let herself fall back onto the plush bed, soft and warm under her. Tenzin’s gaze roamed her body as if unsure where to start, what part he desired most. His arms wrapped around her, her thighs on either side of him. He lifted her curvy body with ease as he managed to carry them to the center of the massive mattress. Easing her down, he kissed her neck, trailing over her collarbone before he sucked on her nipple. A hand glided up her inner thigh, his long fingers touching her, pleasuring the swollen bean. She arched and he sucked harder on her nipple. A whimper escaped her as he circled her clit, rubbing across her opening to keep his fingers slick.
Tilting her hips, she begged for him to press his fingers inside. He hummed, lips popping off one nipple before enveloping the other. She arched, teetering on the edge now. His tongue flicked the swollen flesh as he teased her with entering her ever so slightly before retreating. As his fingertips circled her pink jewel, she arched, horribly close to coming.
“Please…” she managed to whimper.
Another hum as he sucked hard. A teasing dip once more before the slow roll and touch. His lips popped off her nipple as he pressed firmer, making her arch riding the edge. A silken tongue ran up her neck and across her earlobe. Her body shook with the edge of her near-orgasm.
“That’s it,” he whispered in that low rumbling voice. “Come for me.”
As if the words were made of magic she peaked. Heels dug into the mattress, fists full of covers as she shrieked in delight. Fingers entered hard and fast, and it hit again before the last even began to fade. Body trembling with desire, a hunger of want filling her. Eyes rolled back as she wailed in ecstasy. Another peak, a laugh escaping him as he slowed before at last retreating. Gasping for air, Wilma panted and let her body settle onto the mattress once more. Blinking, she stared up at the canopy top. The orgasms had blossomed like big bang fireworks, and she hadn’t gotten to the main course. Her loins throbbed, thighs slick, and her body wanted more.
“That’s what I wanted to hear.” He kissed her forehead, another chuckle.
Catching her breath, she marveled over the last several minutes of bliss. “You wanted to hear me wail like a banshee?”
A grunt barked from him, something she had realized must have been a sound bigfoots and yetis made.
“What a horrendous sound I just made.” Wilma blushed with embarrassment.
Nuzzling at her ear, fingers tickling down the center of her torso, he whispered, “But you screamed louder than you did with those two buffoons and I haven’t even entered you yet.”
An excited shiver shook her.
“Tell me, snowflake,” he mused as his fingers slid across her world once more.
A yelp and jolt as his fingers rolled over her clit and dipped inside. Everything was swollen, sensitive, and insanely wanting for him to keep touching. Never had someone made her body feel so good, so turned on. He played with her, slow and teasing as she jolted. Pressing his lips into hers, they kissed deep and hungry. Tongues pressing against one another. As they tasted one another, he pushed her legs apart, creeping between her legs once more.
An arm snaked under her, making her body arch as he moaned into her mouth. He pressed inside her, slow and indulging in how he filled her. She reached down between them wanting to feel him, touch herself as he eased in and out now. Tenzin rocked his hips slowly as he broke the kiss, blue eyes almost glowing with his own salacious sensations. Wilma rocked with him, her body wanting him to press harder into her. Whatever sexual juju move he made with his fingers had intensified how his cock felt inside her. He sat up, pulling on the top of her thighs and pressed himself firmly inside her. She yelped, breast bouncing.
“Is this what you wanted?” he teased.
She furrowed her brow. “Maybe.”
A hand slid up her thigh and glided inward. His thumb had no qualms with finding her swollen, throbbing clit as he rolled over it. That happy grunt escaped him as her body tightened on his cock. Another jolt of her body, it was too much.
“Pineapple pizza!” she shouted and he threw his hands up like he was being arrested. “You’ve pressed the button too much and it's broken!”
Tenzin laughed, seeing him smile so much made her heart flutter. “I imagine this can stay.” His dick jolted inside her and she shuddered. “Hmm?”
“Y-yes.” Her voice was barely audible.
“What was that?” Smirking, those blue eyes were playful, full of mischief.
“Y-yes,” she repeated a tad louder.
“Then what do you suppose we do about this?” Tenzin arched his brow. “It’s not like we’re knotted together,” he teased, making her face turn red once more. “Or, perhaps the owner of said button,” he threw her phrasing back at her as he gripped her wrist and placed her hand where they met, “should operate said button.”
Her eyes grew wide with the offer. “You want me to play with myself while you’re… oh.”
Licking her lips, it was a deliciously shameless offer. The statuesque man staring down at her hungry, a hardened cock inside her, and a chance to fiddle her bean under such sexy circumstances. She started slowly, her body squeezing and rocking. This was on a whole new level from masturbating with a dildo. No, this was him getting hard and excited as he watched her pleasure herself on him. A sense of vulnerability mixed with arousal as she dared to push herself ever closer to the edge. Humming, she tip-toed closer to a peak as her eyes dipped over how his abdomen tensed as she squeezed on him. His hands had fallen and rested on her thighs, squeezing them in sync with her tightness. She circled faster, applying more pressure as she teetered. His head tilted back, a moan escaping him, cock harder and stiffer.
Her breath hitched as she spilled over. The orgasm making her arch, fists grabbing the covers once more.
“Finally,” he breathed, arms grabbing her up.
Tenzin fucked her hard and fast. Her orgasm was quickly replaced with a stronger one, one forced out of her as he moaned. A passion fueled scream escaped her, arching as he gave her no reprieve as he peaked. The heat filled her only brought another wave over her. Her scream stifled by the swift inhale as it brought her to lurch forward. Fingernails dug into his skin, clawing as the pleasure ripped through her. He slowed his thrusting, humming with his own orgasm. By the time the overwhelming delight her body was filled with dissipated, she found herself sitting up, leaning into his chest. His cock still inside her as they panted, a shudder shook him.
“You're amazing,” he admitted in a daze.
“You’re amazing,” she retorted. “Sorry about your back.”
“Don’t be sorry,” he laughed and she shivered feeling it roll through her. “I promise to wear your clawmarks with pride,” he teased, kissing the top of her head.
“Do you … feel better?” After all, this was to ‘fix’ their shifting problem.
Tenzin sighed. “Getting off and laying with you finally, yes.”
Wilma grew quiet and she swore she heard his heart skip a beat.
“Snowflake,” he murmured and hugged her tight. “Don’t tell me you're doing this for that.”
Wilma’s chest ached, her body overstimulated and mind racing. “But isn’t it why you…”
He pulled her off, shoving her onto her back in the bed with a yelp. “Don’t you dare say it.” He squished her cheeks and she met the more familiar angry glare. “Don’t you dare ever think any of us are doing this to fix the shifting.” As if he could read her mind, he added, “Why? Because it’s more than the pheromones, Wilma.” He leaned forward, his forehead touching hers. “Fated mates means soulmates. The love of our life, and the more I see you for who you are, the more I realize I’ve been waiting for you all this time. All along, it was you and only you that could melt the ice around my heart.”
I have known these monsters for how long?
Why does my heart believe this nonsense?
He kissed her gingerly on the lips and pulled away. The absence of his body heat sent goosebumps across her skin and she hugged herself.
“The shower there is connected to the springs, or you can just take a dip,” he had taken a few steps from the bed.
“Don’t leave.” Wilma’s words spilled out before she even knew what she wanted to say.
Tenzin faced her, the features softened in his face. “Well, what would you have me do?”
The offer left room for interpretation, to a long list of desires, decisions, and demands that would be met. She only had to say. To speak the words and she knew, he would make it happen. Her heart fluttered. Reaching out she patted the bed. A smile crossed her face.
“Snuggle with me. I’m cold and super tired.”
“You’re too cute.” Tenzin covered his mouth glaring down at her and despite his dark tone, she could see him blush. “Fine, until you fall asleep. I have matters to attend to.”
“Fine with me,” she answered.
He’s so adorable when he lets himself crush on me like that. Maybe I do have more here going for me than I ever had back home.
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