The White Wolf Chapter 161: Together with the Moon

Enzo did not hesitate. His lips were on hers, and in an instant, he swept her into his arms, causing the breath in her body to leave. 

She gasped for air. As soon as the oxygen filled her lungs his lips were on hers again. 

His tongue begged for entrance as his hands ran through her hair and cupped her face. Her sweet innocent face. He never wanted that face to see any more unhappiness. 

She kissed him back without hesitation. Slowly, the walls she had built came tumbling down. They were both good at keeping others out, but it seemed they could not keep each other out. 

Breaking apart he began to pepper her face with kisses. She smiled as he showered her with affection. Never had she felt such a way. 

Tenderly he kissed every inch of her face. Pulling back he looked into her eyes. “You’re beautiful.” He said smoothing her hair. 

She didn’t know what to say or do. No one had ever made her feel this way before. Precious. She was precious to him. 

Grabbing his face she brought his lips back to hers. She sucked and pulled till slipping her tongue back into his mouth. 

Aggressively she began to unbutton his shirt. Down the line of buttons, her hands went fumbling as she tried to undo the clasps. 

Enzo shrugged off his jacket as she worked on his shirt. He flung the jacket on the ground and then began yanking at his tie. With his tie loosened he threw it to the wind before undoing his belt clearing the beltloops in one go. He kicked off his shoes without bothering to look down. 

Once his shirt was unbuttoned, Cynthia broke the kiss and stared at his bare chest. She ran her hands down his warm body causing him to shiver in response to her touch. 

Her trembling hands roamed down to his pants where she clumsily tried to unbutton his trousers. One. Two. Three. After three tries it took forever to unfasten them. 

Tight Against his body the trousers were hard for her to pull down. Enzo took over dropping them to the ground and stepping out. 

As he stood there in his underwear and socks Cynthia became self-conscious as she was fully clothed and now it was her turn. Her anxiety reared its head as her heart raced. 

“Shhh it’s ok,” Enzo said soothingly hearing the spike in her heart rate. 

He kissed her again distracting her as he unzipped the back of her gown. His hands pulled the dress till it gathered at her feet. The night air sent a chill down her spine causing her to shiver. Pulling her close the heat of his body warmed her. 

Picking her up, he lay her on her back on the pile of clothes they had formed. Lips kissed her body tenderly starting at her neck and working their way down each of her arms and back again. 

As he kissed her collarbone his hands reached behind unclasping her bra. Removing the clothing. He replaced where it had been with his lips. Licking, sucking, kissing he gave each breast attention till they were red and tender. 

Cynthia did not know what this feeling was. Her body reacted to him of its own accord. She clenched her thighs in embarrassment. 

Enzo’s kisses drifted lower and lower till they reached the source of Cynthia’s embarrassment. Her breathing increased as he devoured her. She covered her face with her hand in embarrassment as cries escaped her lips. 

Once she was drenched. Enzo unsheathed himself from his underwear. He had imagined how this would happen in many different ways. This was not one of them. 

Stammering Cynthia said “Never-r have I ever-r”

“Neither have I,” Enzo admitted before lining his body against her stunning her into silence. He wanted to please her but he wasn’t quite sure how to. He heard things. A life around guards and warriors would do that. 

She could feel him against her. Slowly he began to enter her speaking soothingly to her. “Relax. It will get better.”

The pain lasted a minute. Enzo waited for her to adjust before he began to move. He focused on her face making sure felt pleasure. His heart was beating in his ears but he wanted to remain calm so she would be calm. 

He trusted his instincts as he thrust in and out of her the momentum between them built. Worried that he would finish before he tried to distract himself with thoughts but it was not enough. 

Luckily he felt tighten around him and lost all restraint. His canines came over her shoulder and he bit down causing her to cry out and then bite him in return. Her bite sent him spilling into her. 

A moan of satisfaction left his mouth that was filled with her skin. Slowly he released her shoulder. In a daze, she let go of him and fell back Against the ground. 

Sleep overtook her. Enzo stared down at her with their bodies still intertwined. He was careful to extricate himself from her to avoid waking her. 

Standing up he stood there staring at the scene that lay before. There his mate lay with a fresh mark. His mark. He needed to get them back inside before someone found them. 

Without thinking he swept her up in the pile of clothes he used a makeshift blanket as she only wore her heels. In his arms, he carried her back into the palace. If he were seen there was no other explanation than what had happened. Their undress was self-explanatory. He prayed if he ran into anyone that it be from his kingdom. There was a good chance he knew something he could blackmail them with or at least pretend he did. His socked feet crept through the halls till he made it back to his chambers. 

She never stored throughout the journey only lightly snoring occasionally with her hand resting on his bare chest. 

Shutting the door with his foot, he crossed the room and gently tucked her into his bed. He could not believe his eyes as she lay peacefully before him. She was his. Officially. He would give his last breath to keep her so. There were a few hours of the night left. He would enjoy lying with her before he got up to do battle. 

He did not want to leave her but did not want her to endure his smell. He quickly showered and shrugged on a pair of shorts. 

Just as he was climbing into the bed to pull her close, there was a knock at the door.