Wolf’s Bane

“So, what do you think, Princess? Maybe our next date night we can do something more intimate… or did you like the surprise I got for you?” Virgil smiled widely, knowing the answer that she was going to give him.

His mate was shining like a star.

The wide smile that she got when Antoine suggested for them to look down towards the amazing view of the castle, didn’t disappear for the whole night. And now that he had her wrapped in his arms, sitting on the same aircraft, seeing her eyes sparkle, and her body completely relaxed; he couldn’t help but feel amazing himself.

Not that he didn’t like the presentations or the art exhibitions, but mostly his eyes were on her reactions, her surprise, her approval and disapproval. He even gave his attention to the way her dress suited her skin color, which allowed him to see the exact amount of skin for him to easily imagine his hands under the soft fabric, touching her even softer, supple, and seductive body.

“I think you did great with your choice,” she assured him, as she got closer and gently kissed him. “The night’s been amazing, love, and I’m really thankful for what you did.”

“And what was that? Getting tickets? It wasn’t really difficult, you know-”

“No, mate, I mean remembering this and what it means to me. I really appreciate it…” she said, slightly shy, even after all those years. “Do you really think of me that much?”

“Of course I do, beautiful,” he said, pulling her closer to him and kissing her, even more hungrily and passionately than before, making her smile a different kind of smile.

Her hands wrapped around his waist as he let his fingers slide from her neck, all the way down to her hip, grabbing and squeezing her butt cheek.

“Uh… I’m sorry to interrupt once again. We’ve landed at the packhouse,” Antoine cut in, his smirk still clear in his voice. “We’re already back at home.”

“Thank you, Antoine. you did a great job today,” Virgil said, reluctant to let go of his wife’s body.

“Don’t stay up too late, Antoine, you need rest!”

“Thank you, Alpha, and I won’t, Luna. I wish you well for the rest of the night,” Antoine said, watching how his very strong, relentless, and tough Alpha took his mate in his arms and walked with her towards the house’s rooftop entrance.

Their answer was not needed since V and his Helena was already completely focused on each other.

Not minding the rest of the world, Virgil walked down the stairs and opened the door to their apartment, still holding her, until they got to their very large private bathroom. Upon entering, he put her down and opened the hot water to fill up the Jacuzzi.

“I knew the night was not yet finished,” she smiled.

“Oh no, I can’t go to bed like this,” he said as he got close to her, cupping her face with one hand and pulling her tight against him while his free hand held her around her waist.

As she leaned against him. she could feel his throbbing manhood through the thin fabric of her dress.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“Mmmmm, definitely not complaining,” she nuzzled him and started kissing the side of his neck then biting his earlobe.

His hands ran wild looking for the fastest means to get her dress out of the way, and going crazy because he couldn’t find out fast enough.

Helena giggled. She was very pleased because she did want her man to get even hungrier.

“I wonder if this time he’ll get to the point of shredding the dress from my body. I kinda love it when he gets like that,” she thought, slowly moving her hips against him, sliding her teeth on the skin of his neck, all the way down to that spot between his strong neckline and shoulder, where her mark on him was.

She bit harder on that same spot, making him groan.

“Got it!” he whispered triumphantly when his right hand found the dress’ hidden zipper. He slid down his hand, pulling the small metal piece downwards, and then carefully pulled the fabric off her.

He took a look at his almost naked, beautiful wife, whose only garment left on her body was a very small, signature, black-transparent lace hip hugger panty with a bow right above her butt cheeks.

Like a present for him, that he was dying to open and dive into.

His hands got under the silken cloth and he strongly pulled both sides as he growled low right into her ear…

“Thank you for my gift, beautiful,” he said in a whisper, giving her the most pleasant chills. “Sorry about the wrapper though, but I’m getting a bit… anxious here…”

“Glad that this time it wasn’t my dress,” she moaned. “And glad to see you still want me,” she said shyly, looking down for a second.

He suddenly paused, hearing what she said.

V bent a bit to look into her eyes, and spoke with surety, still sweet, but strong, “Beautiful, I will never stop wanting you… besides, you say it like it’s been a century or more… we’ve been together for barely nine years!”

“Nine years, handsome… guys get bored of their partners very easily,” she replied, smiling at the way her man said years as if it was days or even minutes.

“Yeah… partners… guys… we’re not just partners, baby, we’re mates. And I’m not just any guy. I’m your man… Only yours, to please you and make you happy in all thinkable and possible ways. That’s my pleasure and honor…” he answered intensely, kissing her suddenly and making her giggle. “Now… where were we?”

Their bodies tangled in hugs and caresses as she was now the one who hurriedly pulled away his tie and almost tore open the black Italian shirt that he was wearing. In any other circumstance, this was one of her favorites and would have been handled gently.

Not this time, though…

I’m glad you two are back because I need to talk to my son.

A very familiar voice rumbled in both their heads and for a second, they still tried to ignore it.

Helena was already fighting her V’s belt when the voice resounded in their minds once again.

Virgil, I need to talk to you. NOW. Don’t make me go and pay you a visit. I’ll be at your Packhouse’s office waiting for you. You have ten minutes or I’ll go and see you in your suite, regardless of whatever state you are in or whatever you’re presently doing.

And with that, the mood was completely killed.

Helena smiled at her disgruntled mate, hugging him tighter for one second and then kissing his lips, now with more love than lust.

“It’s okay, my love, I promise you, I won’t go anywhere. I’ll have a bath and then wait for you in bed. If the urgent matter that we know he wants to discuss doesn’t take that long, you might even find me in the Jacuzzi,” she smirked. “But the sooner you go, the sooner you’ll be back, handsome, so just go.”

“Damn it, and I can’t even tell him why I did what I did…”

“Maybe you can’t tell your father everything, but you can tell him what you think of this situation, like you told me. Even maybe negotiate with him. I know that he has changed in the last few years, getting colder towards you guys, but… maybe,” she said, leaning against the black, glazed porcelain tiles of the bathroom wall while her man put his shirt back on and fixed himself up to go see his father.

“Maybe… we’ll see. For now,” he said, leaning his whole body against hers, pressing her against the tiles and taking her wrists in his hands. “I have a harder task.”

“What task, love?” she said, feeling how the sparks that ignited his touch spread all over her body and easily turned her on once again, even if she tried to fight it.

“I’m trying to leave my naked wife alone in our bathroom,” he said, kissing her lips, biting her neck, and ending up licking her hard nipples. “Damn it, it’s getting harder and harder to…”

“I noticed,” she giggled, “and I love what you’re doing, but really, I don’t want your father visiting us in his current mood on our date night… Please baby, go and finish that at once, then we can finish the day with something more… pleasant,” she gently crooned while winking at him.

And with his wife’s promise of something better for later, he put all his willpower to let go of her.

“Okay. Okay. I’m going now…” he said with a sigh, leaving the bathroom without looking back, but hearing how she threw a kiss at him as he walked away.

“Thank you, Father, I hope you don’t start with the ‘Why don’t you have children yet?’ when you keep interrupting us as we’re about to make love.” V deeply sighed in frustration as he steeped out of their Packhouse suite.

She let out a long sigh and got herself in the hot water of the jetted, large bathtub, pouring a good amount of bubble bath soap and turning on the jets at the second lowest speed to create some bubbles.

“Now, it’s funny that V remembered how long we’ve been together,” she said with a grin and allowing herself a look back at how everything started.