The Prisoner’s Princess Chapter 12

Isabelle

I was lightly tapped in my sleep, feeling kisses on the back of my neck. The sun wasn’t up yet, but Bryson was wide awake. His eyes seemed to almost glow in the dim light of early dawn. His rugged, chiseled jaw was barely outlined, but his expression was soft. This must have been the normal time he gets up, without coffee. I was still groggy, but I woke up when I saw him get out the tent, and strip. I blushed and turned around, hearing him chuckle.

I felt a cold wetness on my feet, he had shifted and was waiting for me. He stuck his nose into the door, and I could almost make out a smile when I squealed. I pushed him out and closed the tent. I undressed, but now I had a problem. No matter what I did, he would see me naked because I couldn’t shift and open the tent flap… he looked like he was having a good time with my realization. I could see him clearly enough to know he was sitting on the other side waiting. I don’t get it, I had shifted a million times around other wolves, no problem, but he made me shy. He was turned around when I unzipped the flap, and I shifted in peace.

There are deer just north of here. He linked, and trotted off. I followed. We had never hunted together before, but I knew he was good at it. He seemed to know every trail the whole way we traveled, and I tried absorbing as much information as I could. I could smell them, but not see them yet.

We slowed down, and began sneaking proper. I was careful not to crunch leaves or twigs, while he licked his muzzle. His pitch black eyes were locked on a large buck that had already shed his antlers. It looked alert, but didn’t see us. It helped that both of us had dark fur.

Watch, he’s going to bolt. Now we chase him before he runs off. Bryson linked and began the hunt. The deer was trying it’s best, but it was no match for two werewolves. It zig zagged over fallen logs, and ran with all its strength to escape, but we were right behind it. Adrenaline filled my veins and I howled. Bryson’s echoed through the forest, and could probably be heard a ways away. Suddenly, he seemed to have a second wind and caught up to the buck. He tackled it and snaped its neck, killing it pretty much instantly. He shifted, gutted it, and slung it over his shoulder in a few swift motions.

I saw Bryson naked.

He was magnificent. The man looked like a marble statue holding a pose to appease the gods. His muscular body rippled with his smallest movements, and my eyes trailed from his broad shoulders to his chest. He had a well defined set of abs, and then my eyes trailed lower… I licked my lips. It was thick as a tree and just as long.

I didn’t even realize that I had shifted, and he looked me up and down before clearing his throat. I felt embarrassed under is intense stare, feeling a bit like prey myself. He walked up to me, and I was frozen. He put my hair behind my ear, and ended with his hand under my chin so I could look him in the eyes.

“There, and for the rest of the season, I’m keeping the skins to tan. They’ll keep the tent warm.” He stated, walking back with me. The sun was rising, and the couple with their kids were just waking up. They seemed alert when they saw Bryson pretty much covered in blood.

He ignored them, and began skinning it. I ran to get us some clothes, slipping on a black pull over dress and throwing Bryson some boxers. He seemed completely comfortable nude, as any shifter would be, but he made my chest flutter. His muscles rippled with every motion he made, and he was scraping the fat off the hide of the deer, not noticing that I was ogling him. His focus was intense on his actions, but he seemed to be distracted. His nose kept flaring. It was as if he sniffed something interesting.

“We’ll take our leave Alpha, and thank you Luna Isabelle for your suggestion of Charredmoon.” Said Harry, who had already packed up the food I gave them, to Bryson’s chagrin. They were ready to go, and they all gave big waves and smiles. Our food was already smoking by the fire, so by the end of the day, it would be ready.

After they left, the only sounds to be had were the forest and the crackles of the fire, but for some reason… I kept looking at Bryson. He was the only thing that kept popping into my mind, and it wasn’t a bad thing. I looked at him while he had some supplies from his pack that seemed to be for tanning skins, but I didn’t ask how he got it. I doubt he ever went into a human town, so maybe he traded for it?

My wolf kept whining in my head, but it wasn’t one of fear or distress. It made me bite my lip, and my mate noticed.

He now looked at me with a gaze I couldn’t read, but I felt like I was being hunted. “Little princess, you are in heat.” He said with a soft growl. Heat? No wolf I had ever met had one.

“That’s impossible… that’s something the humans made up.” I said, backing away a bit. I felt the wetness from my core drip down my leg, and the smell of arousal was unmistakable. He snarled a rumble, putting the deerskin on the log slowly. He sauntered over to me with a confident, dominant gate. He looked like the Alpha he was. Powerful. Determined…assertive. It had me in a trance. His muscles flexed and rippled as he seemed to nearly glide to me, and his eyes were focused on my breasts. They pebbled. I should have looked away. I should have covered my shameful body reactions, barely covered by my thin dress, but I didn’t.

“If it was impossible, I wouldn’t want you this bad, my little wildflower.” He said putting his finger under my chin, tilting my head up. He was so close now that I could feel his body heat in the cold of the morning dew, but there was no chill in the air anymore. He then slid his large hand under my chin, and ran a thumb over my lips. We stood like this for an eternity…until he pressed himself against me, kissing me hungrily. His hardness could be felt through his boxers, and it pressed against my stomach, demanding to be released.

I felt the sparks cascade down me, and I put my arms around his neck while he bent down, kissing me with the passion of a raging fire. His hands were almost burning hot, and he moved them lower, massaging my breasts. He cupped one in one hand, and put the other behind my head, deepening the kiss.

He licked my lips, demanding entrance, but I had never kissed anyone like this before. This was different from the first time. This time was the initiation of the mating ceremony. I didn’t stop him from showing me how to do it. He grumbled a small snarl, and gripped my breast a little roughly. I gasped, and he plunged his tongue into my mouth, exploring my cavern. Soon, we danced for dominance, but it was obvious who would win, and I would let him. My body was on fire, and his touch made it hard to think. He picked me up, and carried me inside the tent, taking his time to lay me down gently. His eyes were aflame with his wolf, but he said nothing.

My hands reached into his boxers, and I felt his hefty hardness. I wondered if it would even fit, and he began to slowly pump into my hand. “Wildflower you dance with danger.” He warned, barely in control.

“Maybe I like danger, Alpha.” I said without thinking. I had a need that demanded to be met, and he would give it too me.

He smirked, slowly lifting my pullover dress, revealing my naked body to him. His eyes were intense, looking at every part of me slowly. His Adam’s apple bobbed with a deep swallow, licking his lips. “Fuck.” He mumbled. He looked like he was going to eat me alive. His lips kissed my neck hungrily, and he nipped the skin on my mark, making me moan. The action sent more waves of tingles throughout my body. He growled, nibbling his way slowly to my stomach, kissing just under my navel. His tongue glided across the rim of it, making my core heat up with a raging want. I gained a little more confidence from his moan when I held onto his cock a little harder, and I tugged on it. He chuckled and positioned his massive shoulders between my legs, making me let go.

Then I realized where he was going, and my eyes grew wide. He slowly lowered himself, giving me a chance to tell him that I wasn’t ready. I was. I wanted this, and he saw the want in my eyes. He licked my sensitive button, making me gasp loudly. I had never had anyone touch me there before.