<span style="color: #FF0000">That last kiss was the last thing that was on his mind as he drifted off. It left him in a happy, already dreaming state of mind. <br/><br/>Sleep came quickly enough, with Eidhin in a complete state of relaxation. Such was the deepness of his slumber that he did not rouse with the first light as was his norm. Instead, there was a small knock on their door that woke him. Careful to not rouse Eilidh he climbed from the bed to pad over barefoot on the carpeted floor. <br/><br/>Without a glance through the peep hole to see who was there, he opened the door carefully and was confronted with an unexpected and unwanted familiar face. <br/><br/>Dan. <br/><br/>“Oh! I’m sorry I was looking for Eilidh. The um front desk said she had checked in here last night and I just wanted to make sure she was alright,” he managed to get out, even if the sight of Eidhin had been a bit off putting. <br/><br/>“She is here, but she is sleeping. I will let her know that you dropped by though,” he stated in a fairly friendly tone. <br/><br/>“Yeah…I had stopped by the desk to see if I had any messages and they told me the woman I had been with the night prior had checked into this room…” Dan said as if he felt the need to explain. He did not want it to look like he had been stalking her or anything. <br/><br/>“It’s cool. I’ll let her know when she wakes up,” Eidhin said again. <br/><br/>Dan just stood there a moment not sure of what to do or really say, so instead he nodded and went on about his day. <br/><br/>For some reason, that did not really bother him as much as he figured it should have. With their talk last night he felt more at peace and secure in what it was that they had and were to one another. Instead, he went back into the room and dressed to go get her something nice for breakfast. Some fresh fruit maybe?</span><br/><br/>When Eilidh first reconnected with Eidhin, her best night’s sleep was their first official night in the cabin together. Now? Now her best night’s sleep was tonight. She fell asleep easily in his arms, head resting on his chest for a good portion of the night, one arm across his body to hold tight to him. Deeper, she slept, her mind peaceful and filled with nothing but happy visions of Eidhin, whether it be smiling or just doing normal, everyday things. Nothing was too mundane, so long as he was there.<br/><br/>So, when he slipped free of her hold and went to the door, she was wholly oblivious. In fact, she didn’t wake up until long after Eidhin had left to get breakfast. Her eyes were still tired, blurry as she sought to shake the cover of sleep, sitting up and stretching...only to realize Eidhin wasn’t there. A frown crossed her features, though brief, until she caught the scent of him all about the room and a smile touched down on her lips.<br/><br/>Rather than leave the bed right away, she laid back down, cuddling up to the pillow he’d been using and let her mind drift. When she was satisfied that it hadn’t been a dream and that he had, in fact, been there, she roused and crawled out of bed. Another stretch as her back popped in a couple places, a pleasant sort of popping as she made her way to the window and peered out.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Not bad for picking a room in anger…</span>she thought, admiring the view she was offered of the countryside.<span style="font-style: italic">Too bad I hadn’t thought to grab my phone so I could figure out where Eidhin went...Should I stay? Go home? Should I be getting myself breakfast?</span><br/><br/>It was with these thoughts that she slowly padded back to bed, plopping back on it, taking up her least-practiced pastime: channel surfing.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">He took the trip to the hotel lobby area and asked them about breakfast, just to see if the small town establishment had anything to offer.  There was something, mostly the general breakfast crap that he could get from a small store. So, instead he took the extra time to head to the market and get them a proper breakfast. <br/><br/>The whole of the world appeared to be better to him, nicer, brighter and just holding more for him. Maybe it was the fact that now, instead of avoiding his feelings for Eilidh he had what he wanted and needed in life; a partner, a friend, a mate. For some reason that thought made him think about…some other things that he knew the both of them would want to do. However, they would have to take some precautions. Given the time that it was for her, there was no way to avoid not having protection and with how easily their minds could be overwhelmed by instincts they needed to be sure. <br/><br/>At the checkout, he was all smiles and happy comments helping other people to bag their stuff and even helped a few to their cars. With his loads of groceries he headed back to their room, even paid for the room for the rest of the day. Already he could hear that she was awake as he approached the room and could hardly keep his hand steady to open the door in his excitement. <br/><br/>“That stuff will rot your brain,” he teased on his way to the kitchenette. “Hope you are hungry, I got us a lot of stuff. Mostly this fruit crap,” he said as he produced an apple and tossed it to her. “Some weirdo I know likes them though, so I got her a bunch of it.”</span><br/><br/>She’d almost started to nod off again, the show that was on nothing particularly interesting; some reality television that was about a snooty group of Brits with a pension for fake tanner. Thankfully, though, as he opened the door, the television was forgotten as she took in Eidhin’s pleasant disposition, Eidhin’s overall disposition. Eyes trailing over him as he started taking things out of the bag, she caught the apple tossed her way, effortlessly despite her attention being elsewhere at the time of his toss.<br/><br/>“Some weirdo, huh?” Eilidh asked, perking a brow as the smile on her lips turned into more of a grin. “That weirdo sounds pretty cool if you ask me.” Crawling off of the bed, she made her way toward the kitchenette, a hip resting on one of the counters as she peered into the bag. “So, other than a bunch of fruit for the obviously cool one, what else did you get? I doubt you would be into the fruit thing...Catch some poor defenseless animal on your way over?”<br/><br/>Then, a bite was taken of her apple, eyes closing happily as she let out a sound of contentment, licking her lips before placing it on the counter and starting to root around for the few dishes they offered. “Do you need a plate or anything? I’m not sure what cutlery they have, but if you tell me what you need, I could help get you set up?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">“It was not poor and defenseless,” he stated in mock offense before he showed her the wrapped package of steak. “It was already sitting there waiting for me, practically begged me to take it home. I swear it told me to buy it and eat it,” he set it aside and fished out the eggs and bagels he had gotten. “Think there is a knife somewhere, though that would mostly be for you to cut up your fruit and this crap,” a package of tofu was taken out and handed to her then. <br/><br/>“But, I will need a pan for the eggs and steak. So, if you could find me some of those that would be great and then while you make some fruity salad thing I can fry up my food. We can watch some boob tube while we eat, after that well…” he shrugged as that was the extent of the planning her had put into today. “Paid for the room for the rest of the day though, so there is that…”</span><br/><br/>Her nose instantly wrinkled at the sight of the steak in its packaging, leaning away instinctually as she nudged him with an eye roll. “Oh, I’m sure it was calling you. ‘Eidhin...Eidhin...Eat meeeeeeee...’ Sound about right?” Already digging for what he’d asked, she found the pan first, setting it next to him while she started rummaging through the drawers and found the cutlery. A knife was pulled out, along with forks, and were set down as she listened to his plans for the day.<br/><br/>The last line of his train of thought had her movements slowing, glancing over in his direction. “You paid for the the rest of the day here?” she repeated, curiosity in her voice as her head cocked to the side. “Not eager to go home?”<br/><br/>Already her mind was wandering over possibilities, possibilities her mind had no business thinking about just then as it wasn’t the time. The time was breakfast and television, but then there was this overhanging idea of the room being paid for for the rest of the day. Television would sustain them only so long, so what would they do after? Her body and mind were already starting to tell her exactly what they could be doing, one small portion of her mind telling herself to calm down and not think about that aspect given how early all of this was, how new.<br/><br/>Tofu picked up, she got a bowl out of the cupboard and started to crumble it up, breaking it into smaller pieces to work into her fruit salad. “Or do you just miss television that much?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">“I actually do,” he remarked while he go the pan hot and seasoned his steak. “Plus, we have a bed and though the furs are nice and soft, it is nice to have a regular bed again, right?” he asked though he avoided eye contact at the moment.<br/><br/>He could tell what was on her mind, there was the smallest change in her scent and how she <span style="font-style: italic">felt</span> to him. This in turn caused his own body and mind to respond in kind and he nearly burnt his finger from his lack of focus. <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Don’t think about that….don’t think about that. Think about this nice juicy steak and the delicious eggs that you will be having shortly. We can’t do…that…yet…not until we get some…kind of safety measures. I should have bought some at the store, but does that really help when a werewolf is involved? Does that increase the chance of something ripping? I mean I am stronger now and I feel like…if we did anything it would likely be rough…</span><br/><br/>The meat popped in the pan and drew his attention, which ended train of thought and had him back in the present. Two eggs were cracked right into the pan to cook with the meat and when it was done, he served the whole of it on one plate. Plate in hand with a gallon of OJ in his other hand he made his way back to the bed. <br/><br/>“Nothing like breakfast in bed!” he exclaimed, though he waited for her to join him before he dug in.</span><br/><br/>As his mind shifted, so did hers. She was slicing up the remainder of her apple, adding it to the tofu before cutting into the other fruits he’d provided. But...the downside to sensing the change in him,<span style="font-style: italic">smelling</span>the change in him...was it heightened her own. The image of what they could be doing instead of pretending like this wasn’t the elephant in the room...was making it all the more difficult to focus on her knife skills.<br/><br/>A knick to the thumb caught her attention, immediately pulling it to her lips to suck at the blood before running it under the faucet.<span style="font-style: italic">That’s...enough cutting for today,</span>she told herself, taking up the bowl she’d managed to cut without issue and going to the other side of the bed. Keeping the avoidance of eye contact, she nestled in, handing off the remote to his general direction. “Too bad this room didn’t have some sort of a gaming system,” she remarked off hand, waiting for him to take the first bite. “I’m sure the only muscles you ever used--your thumbs--could use the workout, hmm? What game was your favorite again? I forget.”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">“I was thinking of borrowing one, or maybe buying one? I don’t know it is nice to have power and lights, etc. Maybe we should consider moving back into town?” he said while he clicked on the television and began to surf through the channels. A bite of egg was taken without a look at his plate as he appeared to be focused on the television and not the plate in front of him. <br/><br/> This was not entirely true of course, as his mind continued to be very focused on Eilidh. When she cut her finger there was the desire to go to her and kiss it for her, even lick the wound himself. Which just added to the growing herd of animals in the room, so for the next few moments he focused mainly on eating his meal and stared unseeing at the television.</span><br/><br/>Her eyes widened, bowl put down on the table next to her as she stretched out, repositioned and adjusted her skirt that’d begun to ride up; That was the downside to dressing like a lady, skirts meant you couldn’t sit comfortably. Now that her legs were stretched out, one crossing over the other as her back rested against the headboard, she thought more about what he’d just proposed.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Living in town?</span>her mind repeated, trying desperately to ignore the waves of what she felt coming off of him so that she could think about what he’d just let casually slip. “You...want to move back to town?” Though her eyes didn’t make contact with his for obvious reasons, she slowly picked up her bowl, a fork pushing around at the bits within it. “Are you sure that’s a good idea? I mean...we’ve broken a hole in our cabin and we need...precautions just in case we have an...episode…” Then another thought came to mind.<br/><br/>“Lorcan…” Though her shoulder had healed satisfactorily from the grazing bullet and her skin had subsequently healed after he’d pressed the crosses into her body while trying to exorcise the “demon” from her...it still smarted, her mind suddenly on high alert. “He lives in town...Do you really think it’s a wise idea to move back knowing he could...try again?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">For some reason, that usual fear at what their father might do to him was not there, not at all. Instead he had this measure of confidence and certainty that made him feel like he could take on the world. <br/><br/>“I don’t think he would be dumb enough to try again,” he said in a casual way. “I left him with a good enough warning that if he were to try again he would not be happy with how I retaliated,” he said and this time made the move to share eye contact with her. For some reason when their eyes met whatever emotions and desires he had been suppressing slammed into him with full force. Everything about her just screamed for him and his body wanted to answer that need. <br/><br/>“But..I mean…if you are not sure we can just…not….I guess,” he managed to get out.</span><br/><br/>Though she hadn’t really seen all of his warning, she also knew the stupidity of their father ran deep. Everything he did was with purpose and was under the delusion that whatever he was doing was for the good of the party in question. For the betterment of them as well as those around them. But, if Eidhin was so sure…<br/><br/>Without thinking about it, her eyes turned to meet his gaze, to see if he were truly as confident as his voice sounded...the world seemed to stop. Her lips parted, breakfast bowl forgotten in her hands as she continued to look at him, tongue darting out to pull the lower in once more to nibble on. Already, her mind was running away with her, her heart racing in her chest as her eyes left his for just a moment to trail down the rest of him and then back up in time to reconnect as he spoke once more.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Right, right you have to speak now,</span>she prompted, shaking her head and breaking that eye contact to focus on her breakfast, on the television, on anything that wasn’t Eidhin’s body next to her right then. “No, no that’s fine...I...trust you, so...we can...look at a few places while we’re...here...if you’d like?” Her tone was breathless, eyes nearly half-lidded while she brought a piece of apple to her lips to eat for something to do other than imagining other things her mouth could be doing just then.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-style: italic">This was just getting ridiculous! </span> he thought frustrated at himself and the situation. <br/><br/>Someone had to say something about their…feelings and he figured it would have to be him. <span style="font-style: italic">Great…</span><br/><br/>“Eilidh…” he said after a moment and waited until he was sure he had her attention. “We should…probably talk about…this…situation…about what we are….going to do….to be…um…well….safe…and stuff…”<br/><br/>It felt like he was trying to talk to his mother about sex and it really should not be that bad. Yet, there he was stammering like an idiot to try and explain the need for protection so that they did not end up with a baby.</span><br/><br/>It didn’t take his voice to get her attention. Despite her eyes being pointedly focused elsewhere, she was intently aware of him next to her, her attention was entirely on him as her mind continued to wander. Her name on his lips, though, earned him more of her attention (if that were possible).<br/><br/>...And then her cheeks flushed.<br/><br/>This talk would prove embarrassing; extremely so, in fact. There was nothing more she’d rather<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>talk about right then. Why did they have to talk at all? As her eyes roved back over to him, hearing his awkward stammering, the only thought on her mind was how attractive that stammering was. It made him seem less...infallible, unshakable. Her bowl of fruit and tofu was, once again, set to the side as she turned her body more toward him, shifting her weight to one hip as she leaned one shoulder on the bed’s headboard and gave him her full undivided attention.<br/><br/>Her eyes were fully on him, waiting for him to look in her direction as her brow rose, as her lip found itself between her teeth once again. “Safe...so we...get some...condoms and we should...be fine...right?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">A moan, though soft left his lips at what he felt from her. He had her attention; he had more than that from her. What he had was the one thing he wanted to try and talk about and how she just casually mentioned getting condoms he was not what he wanted. <br/><br/>“Um…well…I don’t know….” He stammered and scratched the back of his head. “I mean…usually that would work…but…we are well…stronger than before and it could….rip and I doubt either of us would be in the mind set to stop and put a new one on…”</span><br/><br/>That moan was music to her ears, causing her chest to rise in a deep breath, body scooting just that little bit closer to her so that one of her legs barely caressed his when she moved. Then as he continued to stammer and try to get out what he was thinking, all she could picture is how much stronger they were. How much...rougher it’d be...passionate…<br/><br/>And he was right about one thing: there was no way she’d be stopping to have him put on another.<br/><br/>A leg casually slid over top of his, draping across his form as she pressed into his arm, pressing the lightest of kisses to his cheek before moving over to his ear. “So...what would you suggest...Eidhin?” Eilidh asked, her lips brushing against his ear while she whispered, a finger trailing over his chest.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Another moan this time louder left his lips in a shuddering breath. It was hard….very hard to remain focused on what they <span style="font-style: italic">needed</span> to discuss and not what he wanted to do. The leg that slid over his form had him breathless and for a moment he lost all sense, save for one and that was focused completely on her. <br/><br/>“Um…” he turned to face her then, the lips on his ear had him lick his suddenly dry lips. “How…about…a form of birth control? In…maybe pill form….” <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">You can do this! You can stay focused!</span> <br/><br/>He yelled at himself, even as his eyes lingered on her lips and the urge to kiss them was a great one. “We…could…order some….rush…delivery and have it here by tomorrow…” he managed to somehow continue even if he felt rather confined in his jeans at the moment.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">That’s right...just turn this way…</span>she thought as he turned to look at her, her eyes making intense contact. That gaze that used to be so docile was now confident, in complete control of what she wanted, and right then? What she wanted was tall, muscular, handsome, and strong enough to handle the urges she currently had.<br/><br/>Birth control could wait. Well...no it couldn’t, but you didn’t need birth control to have<span style="font-style: italic">some</span>fun...right?<br/><br/>Without warning, her hand reached down to her skirt, ripping a slit up its side and then she was shifting. That leg that had rested across him was shifting further over as the rest of her body followed suit, nestling directly atop him, straddling his lap while her arms rested about his shoulders. “You really think they could be here by tomorrow? Most places have...deadlines...for when orders must be in by…” Her lips pouted just a hair as her eyes looked him up and down. “Do you really...want to wait that long…?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">The look alone pulled forth a deep moan filled with need and desire. Then the sound of her skirt as it ripped made him groan, his head dizzy from the sudden lack of blood in his brain. By the time he regained his senses she had managed to straddle him. <br/><br/>Funny, that at this moment he was more aware of the room than he had been before. The slight drip from the kitchenette’s faucet, the way the overhead bulbs hummed softly with power and how the bed springs compressed under their combined weight in one spot. The way, it creaked when she shifted and the sound of the bedding beneath them. <br/><br/>“I don’t…want to wait…” he admitted and to demonstrate that point he leaned in and kissed her. Unlike last night there was no wait, no build. Instead he just dove right in, for lack of a better phrase. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth and pulled her tongue in a heated dance. When it ended he was rightly breathless and unable to stop himself from more contact, so his lips trailed along her neck and shoulder. Kisses punctuated with soft nibbles and licks, continued to pepper her flesh.<br/><br/>“We…have to be careful…” he whispered.</span><br/><br/>The moment his lips touched down on hers, a loud moan loosed and her arms held onto him tighter, pulling him flush against her as her tongue met that dance he’d started with her readily. Her hips, on instinct, moved against his as she pushed him back harder against the bed’s headboard, fully invested in that kiss. Where last night she was worried about things being awkward and possibly being ruined...today, she was all about him and what she wanted. What they<span style="font-style: italic">both</span>wanted.<br/><br/>A growl came free before she could stop it as the kiss had ended, only to stop and turn into another moan as he switched gears and kissed, licked and nibbled along her neck and shoulder. His whisper almost fell on deaf ears...almost.<br/><br/>With a groan, she crawled off of him, needing space so that they could think, could be careful. “...You’re right...we...need to...be careful…” she breathed out, a hand pushing through her hair while she tried to think about something other than how his body had felt beneath hers. About how his lips had felt on hers. How she wanted to feel so much more.<br/><br/>“...I think I need to...go for a walk...otherwise that careful...won’t happen…” she remarked next, her breath still heavy. “Either that or...something else to focus on...but you’re...right there...and all I want...is you…”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">He could not help the groan when she left his lap and could not wholly focus on what she said, even if he had been the one to prompt the action. <br/><br/>“Um…” he stammered in his frustration. “Well we need to get to a computer so that we can order the protection. We could head over to the library and then maybe go for a run? Something to burn some energy may help?” he offered even if the thought of being out in public made him groan. As it was right now, he knew he would have a tent to conceal.</span><br/><br/>“A computer...right…” she said, pacing back and forth. “But a run? I...don’t think that’ll help…” With a glance back at him, she instantly regretted it. Her body acted without thinking, starting to crawl back on the bed to resume where they’d left off; The only thing she’d managed to do, however, was crawl slow so she didn’t instantly dive in for more passionate kisses.<br/><br/>“You can smell it on me...my attraction...my<span style="font-style: italic">need</span>...” Her tongue ran over her lips as her eyes roved. “Do you think...me running right now would be...advised…?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">The sight of her as she crawled across the bed made him groan and growl as he leaned closer to her. “I don’t really know…” he answered honestly. “But I need to work off this tension somehow and if I let you go for a walk alone I would likely stalk you and if another male so much as looked at you…” there were no words that could express his thought so instead he merely growled and moved closer to her. <br/><br/>“I doubt us even being in public would stop me from…taking…what I want and what I feel is mine…” he growled again and allowed his eyes to roam over her. “We really need to get going…or I might not be able to stop myself for much longer…” he groaned.</span><br/><br/>She crawled, and he got closer, talking about tension. Tension was something she felt, something she thought she could cut with a knife right then. Tension she knew exactly how she wanted to relieve and knew he wanted it, too...so clear, in fact, he said he’d stalk her if she went for a walk alone, that being in public wouldn’t stop the inevitable.<br/><br/>Rather than backing up, she moved in closer, unwilling to break the moment just then as she’d used all her self control a moment before. “You just said yourself...if we’re in public...it won’t stop us, either…” Her eyes roved back over him as a hand followed the trail her eyes did, just barely missing the area she wanted to touch most. “Besides...even after we order the pills...what will we be doing in our downtime? Always running?” Her eyes finally found his, looking as innocent as she could manage. “And what about when we go to bed? We do...share a bed, after all...and I’ll need a shower...and I still need to...change and all…”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Another groan and growl, he was more than distracted now. What he wanted…no what he needed was her and only her. Maybe…just maybe…if they were careful and just…avoided any actual penetration they could just get a bit of relief. <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Listen to myself! I am trying to rationalize this!</span> <br/><br/>He shouted at himself even as he reached for her and pulled her atop him once again, “This is going to have to do for now!”  <br/><br/>Words were said in a growl before he rolled so that she was beneath him, with him pressed firmly between her legs. Only a moment was spared before he kissed her and claimed her mouth in a heated embrace while he began to slowly grind against her. The sensation was satisfying, to some degree and he just hoped that it would be enough for the two of them to at least make it out of the room.</span><br/><br/>Without much warning, he’d pulled her atop him, her legs happily straddling him even as he rolled her beneath him with a growl and claimed her lips in a kiss. Her lips eagerly kissed him back, arms wrapped tightly about his back as her nails scratched down it, her own hips rising in time to his grinding. Moans poured free of her lips and into his mouth as her back arched, pressing her more into him but then realized something was blocking her that needed to be removed, and needed removal now.<br/><br/>Her hands caught his shirt and started pulling it up only to change her mind at the last second and ripped it clear apart, pushing it aside so that she could feel his skin on hers. His name came next, poured into her moan as her tongue delved into his mouth and ensnared his. Next to go? His belt. The belt<span style="font-style: italic">needed</span>to go.<br/><br/>Breaking that kiss, her eyes looked up at him hungrily before she shifted to his neck kissing and biting along his skin. “Either you remove that belt and start on the pants, or I’m doing it for you...and they won’t survive..your choice,” she moaned in his ear, nipping at his earlobe.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000"> It was hard, very hard to not just give in to what they both wanted. But, they had to keep their cool, had to try and get a measure of pleasure and satisfaction until something safer could be used. Her moans were like music to his ears and on spurned him to grind harder and faster. When his shirt was ripped he growled in pleasure and nipped at her neck sharply. It was not long before he lost himself to the moment, everything faded save for her and the delicious sounds that she made. Like his name as it poured from her lips in a moan was the sweetest sound he had ever heard. <br/><br/>Reality came back, however, when brought up his belt and pants. More than anything he wanted to do as she wanted, as they both wanted, but he knew that was not the right thing to do. Not yet anyway, they had to hold out just a bit longer. So, he did comply at least to some degree and began to remove his belt though instead he slipped it into a loop and made a grab for her hands. <br/><br/>He would restrain her and then give her the release that she needed so that she could at least think straight for a bit. Even if he would be frustrated for a while, she would get what she needed and they could both focus on getting what they needed for later.</span><br/><br/>Sharp nips, growls, the way his hips ground harder into hers, she was slowly making her way to heaven. Too slowly for her taste. So, when he started to comply with what she’d asked, she “helpfully” worked at pulling his belt out, too, ready for it to be tossed aside...only for it to remain in his hands. Her tongue was back out over her lips as she watched his movements, stringing it back through.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Wait, that’s no-</span><br/><br/>As he made a move to grab her hands, she fought back, her hands pushing up against his chest and seeking to roll him over, to use the force she had from the bed, to get one-up on him. When that wasn’t working due to the sheer mass he had along with his leverage, she went lower, working to try and undo his pants; Of course, that task was just as difficult as she had to work without her hands getting caught up in his grasp.<br/><br/>“Why are you fighting the inevitable?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">For some reason, the struggle to dominate her and get her to comply aroused him even further. She did put up a good fight, he would admit that. But, this was not going to end as she wanted; there was no way for it to end as she wanted. Not yet, anyway. <br/><br/>So, with a final grunt he managed to get her hands and secure them to the headboard. <br/><br/>“Now…” he said as he used his thighs to hold her legs down. “Let’s hear you moan my name louder…” he said in a low growl before he pushed her skirt up and ripped her underwear clean out of the way. A hungry and throaty growl left his lips, before he scooted further down his hands firmly on her legs kept them open while he lowered his face. His eyes watched her face as he licked her that first time, then again and again. Soon his tongue set about working over her clit and probing as deep into her as he could.</span><br/><br/>The more she fought, the harder it became. No, his pants hadn’t gotten open as she’d have liked, barely managing to get the button partially back through the hole to pop out before his hands had ensnared hers and secured them to the headboard. Even though they were bound, she continued to try and get away from him, to twist her body, to pull at the belt now holding her in place. “Oh, so you can have it your way,” Eilidh started, watching him with narrowed, heated eyes as he moved lower, ripping away her underwear and growling. “But I ca-”<br/><br/>Nothing else came out. Her breath was stolen, eyes suddenly squeezed closed as her head dropped back against the pillows and her back arched. There was no more trying to fight it to get her body away from his, but more that she tried to get closer, each lick of his tongue eliciting another moan, throaty, guttural. Then, as he dove his tongue deeper inside of her, as he worked her clit, his name came pouring forth. It was louder than it’d previously been, her hips beginning to buck against his hold, before she turned her head to the side and started biting into the pillow.<br/><br/>Biting hard enough to start ripping into it.<br/><br/>“More, Eidhin,” she moaned loudly, opening her eyes and growling at him. “I need more!”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Every moan made him lick faster and try to get his tongue deeper, as it stood he could barely breathe he was so focused on her. His name on her lips made him tremble with his own need and how he wished that he could give her the more that she needed. It hurt him to deny her, it hurt him a lot and he would have rather just given in than to continue with this damnable self-control.<br/><br/>The best that he could give her was inserting two fingers as deep as he could get them, while he continued to lick, suck and even nip at her clit. There he worked his fingers and tongue to try and give her the pleasure that she needed.</span><br/><br/>There was so much more she needed, it was making her head spin, her heart race a mile a minute, her hands pull at the belt that restrained them for all she was worth to release herself. Why had he needed to bind her? Why hadn’t he let her have her way and be done with it? It was what they both wanted, wasn’t it? To give in to those desires, those urges, and damn the consequences?<br/><br/>When she looked back at this moment (and every other during) that would subsequently happen, she’d be appalled at her change in behavior, at how her baser instincts were running her and how she had no will to attempt to stop them. But right then? His fingers plunged deep into her and his name came out loud, nearly a yell that could, likely, be heard through the thin walls the inn offered. Her hips, though secured by one of his hands, had begun to move against him. When he plunged his fingers in, she pushed into him, trying to get him deeper. Her hips rode his fingers and her chest rose and fell rapidly as she felt it coming, felt the glimmer of a release on the horizon.<br/><br/>But somehow, she still needed more, and that more wasn’t something she was going to get.<br/><br/>Pulling harder on those restraints, she heard the smallest of cracks which prompted her to stop. Had she really just cracked the headboard? Had her drive for him and her need for him really prompted her to start breaking the room?<br/><br/>Looking down at him, buried between her thighs, and the way he was nipping, suckling and working at her clit, the way he trembled as his own need rose, she lost it. She came and came hard, no prior warning, his name screamed, cut off by the pillow she subsequently turned and ripped further into in an attempt to stifle the end of it as her body shivered and quaked, muscles clenching and unclenching, wave after wave of orgasm shaking her to her core.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">The sound of the wood as it cracked went ignored, he was too consumed by his current task to think of anything else save for Eilidh. He could feel her frustration as much as if it were his own and it only drove him into a near maddening state in his attempt to give her that sweet release. When she finally did climax and screamed his name he drank deep of her flavor before he forced himself to pull away. <br/><br/>His body shook so bad that he could hardly breathe and it did not seem to get any better as each second ticked away. <br/><br/>When he could not take it anymore, his pants were unbuttoned and pushed down so that he could free himself. At first he merely stroked himself, a deep primal moan emitted from his throat as the waves of pleasure began to wash over himself. However, a glance in the direction of where Eilidh laid gasping for her breath the idea changed and he moved straddle her while on his knees. <br/><br/>There he held his erect and aching erection before her mouth, “Suck!” he growled in a commanding voice. All he wanted…all he needed was just a little release.</span><br/><br/>There she lay, in a sheen of sweat as her teeth slowly released the pillow, spitting free a few of the stray feathers that’d gotten stuck to her lips in the fray of it all. And it was there she lay that she continued to bask in the aftermath of that sweet release, eyes half-lidded and filled with heady need as she watched him unbutton his pants and pull himself free.<br/><br/>And, for the first time, she took in the sight of him...and her body was already ready for round two. Well, round one. A proper round one. Part of her mind had wished their first time wasn’t under such primal need, that they could have indulged in each other at their own pace...but that other side of her mind, the wolf’s side...she wanted what she wanted, and that want was getting closer and closer to her face. He was climbing over her, the length of him staring her down, and rather than obey right away...she withheld.<br/><br/>“...Is it really my mouth you want?” she asked him, licking her lips as she stared up at him, body aching for that length to be put to good use. “Is there...nowhere else...you’d rather put that?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">He groaned and began to back away from her mouth. Sure, there was a place he would rather put his cock. There was a place he would rather slam into her right now, while she was tied up and just have his way with her over and over again until the both of them were blissfully unconscious. <br/><br/>But…<br/><br/>That was something they could do, even if he really, really, really wanted to. “If you won’t help then I can just finish this myself in bathroom, where you can’t watch,” a simple statement though it was filled with his conviction and frustration. He did not have the mental capacity to play this game with her at the moment. Not when it felt like his balls were about to burst.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Yes...yes move down...line it up and ram it in,</span>she thought as he began to back away, still wet and ready for anything he could throw at her; or push in, more aptly put. But, he changed his mind, the frustration and conviction in his voice enough for her to lick her lips and take in the sight of his length, the glistening tip that was calling her name.<br/><br/>“Get back over here, Eidhin,” she replied, her voice just as filled with conviction, with command. As she spoke, she leaned up, eyes taking him in hungrily before slowly venturing up to his eyes, her own gaze heated and flashing. “I want to taste you...If you don’t? I’ll break the headboard, and come for you anyway, so you may want to get me now while I’m still restrained.”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">He growled and waited a moment before he went back to her, though he leaned down to her ear first. “If you keep pushing me I may be forced to put this somewhere…else…”his voice was low and full of the power and authority that came from being an alpha. Once he was certain she got the point, he leaned back up and presented himself for her again.</span><br/><br/>As he leaned down to her ear, her heart skipped several beats, teeth biting so hard into her lip she thought she’d draw blood. Eyes widening, she didn’t know what he meant, not at first.<span style="font-style: italic">Where else could he possibly put it?</span>she wondered as he let it sink in.<span style="font-style: italic">He won’t put it where I want until we get the proper protection and my mouth is al-…</span>The thought cut off as it sank in and sank in hard.<span style="font-style: italic">You don’t put that there! Sodomy? That’s...no...people don’t really do that...do they?</span><br/><br/>But, where he was presenting himself to her, she wasn’t about to refuse it. Her tongue first licked the tip, taking in the taste of him, eyes drifting closed and a deep moan loosing. Then, without much build up, she started in, lips wrapping about its girth and taking him in as deep as she could, suckling hard as her tongue massaged along its skin. Pulling back, he’d almost be free of her, only to plunge back in deeper, a moan loosed each time she pulled him in, each time his length went deeper into her mouth.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">His head leaned back and he groaned loudly, one hand was on the wall to brace the other was behind her head. As her hips had done when he was between her legs, so did his now move under the influence of her tongue. In time to her head motions, he pulled his hips back and then pushed back as far as her mouth could take. Soon he took control of began to use her mouth as he would have used her pussy. <br/><br/>Over and over again he thrust hard and fast into her mouth as he could feel himself building rapidly to that blissful end. At some point he began to say her name over and over again, until the final moment when he came, at which point he screamed out her name. Shudder after deep shudder he felt himself empty into her waiting mouth. <br/><br/>When he was finally done he sagged against the wall heavily and struggled to catch his breath.</span><br/><br/>Again and again, he entered her mouth, and again and again, she moan and moaned loudly. Her hands pulled against the restraints as she wanted to hold his hips, to control his movements, but it never happened. Instead, he took charge of her as he would have had he been where she wanted, and it continued until her name was the only thing coming free of his lips and until he reached that sweet, sweet end.<br/><br/>Shudder after shudder was met with gulp after gulp, licking her lips when he’d sagged against the wall and she’d released him with one final suckle to make sure she’d gotten every last drop. Then, because he was so close to her, she started kissing up his abs, one at a time, nipping and kissing and licking wherever she could reach.<br/><br/>“Are you sure...we can’t do more? Or will this...have to do?”