Saint Ives Whelan Chronicles Ch. 14

"You should have let go, then you would have gotten what you wanted so badly," he spoke softly.

Getting on his knees, he moved in closer as he aimed for her wet slit. Slowly he pushed himself all the way inside of her. Chris had to close his eyes as he reveled in the feelings of her pussy walls clamping down on his hard flesh. At a tormentingly slow pace he pulled back and pushed himself back in.

He was aware this was a shared torment, for he longed to turn her around on all fours and slam into her mercilessly. Bending down, he put one hand next to her head to steady himself. His other hand wandered over her body. Tweaking a nipple, squeezing a breast, caressing her face, one sweet touch followed after the other as he kept up his slow movement.

He heard her breathing getting shallower, her heartbeat picking up pace, she was getting close again. This time she would give him what he wanted. Determined to have his way he started to entice with softly whispered words of encouragement, accompanied with an increased speed as he plunged into her pussy over and over again.

Mia had closed her eyes, hoping it would help her be quiet as Chris ravished her. She didn't want to give in, but she had to admit, he was good at what he did. Biting her lip she made a small effort to keep silent, apart from moans and groans, leaving her mouth.

Chris looked at her. He felt pride as he saw how hard she was trying not to give in, but he had a need. A need he wanted to see fulfilled. Resting his forehead against hers, he started moving faster, urging her to join him. Gently kissing her lips, he made his way over to her ear.

"I know you don't want to give in, but I need this, I need you. I need to know you are mine," he pleaded softly, then he traveled further, licked his marks and bit down.

This had the desired effect. He felt her tensing up as the bond they shared intensified.

"Chris!!" she screamed.

He felt her inner walls constricting around him as he kept moving through her orgasm.

Releasing her, he licked at the tiny wounds, closing them up, then he cradled her in his arms as he kept on moving. Only when he felt her relax did he allow himself to get lost in her. She surprised him as he suddenly felt her piercing his skin in turn. Not able to hold back any longer he slammed down harder and faster, only slowing as his knot began to grow and he desperately wanted them to be joined again.

Breathing heavily, he steadily pushed his knot inside of her, then continued with shorter strokes, losing himself completely in her depths. After a few more strokes his inner battle was lost and he coated her insides, spurt after spurt until he felt drained. Drained, but sated.

Bracing himself on his elbows, he tried not to crush her.

"You can move stuff. Think you're able to turn us around? I don't want to crush you like this, but seeing we're still locked. It would be nice if we switched around and you lay on top of me," he asked breathlessly. "And untie yourself while you're at it. I want to feel your arms wrapped around me, my precious."

Keeping his eyes closed, he felt the soft breeze from their turning. He only relaxed once he felt the bed under him. Not a second later he felt her arms sneaking around him as she snuggled closer in his protective embrace. He bet that if she were a cat, she'd be purring out of sheer bliss.

Holding her close with one arm, he used the other to scoop away the hair that had covered her pretty, pink flushed face. Lifting his head slightly, he dropped a very chaste kiss on the tip of her nose.

"I can get used to waking up like this every day. A pretty lady draped over me, a satisfied one at that-"

"Don't you get cocky now!" Mia finally said out loud.

"I'll give you all the cock you need," he teased. He couldn't help it but his hands traveled south, cupped her bottom and he moved her over his cock that was still buried deep inside of her. This rewarded him a soft moan.

"Honestly Mia, you're the best thing that ever happened to me. Sorry, the both of you. I know it all went a bit fast and you had your share of revelations and surprises, but you faced them head on. You have no idea how proud that makes me feel. I love your stubborn streak. Don't think I'd cope well with someone just giving in all the time. I know I'm a dominant bastard at times, but never forget I have only one goal now and that is to please you any way I can."

He followed his little speech with a searing kiss wanting to emphasize his words. Chris could smell she was getting aroused again and he didn't need much to pick up where they had stopped before. Both gasping for air, they looked at each other intensely.

"I'm yours as you are mine, love. Do with me as you please," he told her and for the very first time in his life he gave away control. He wasn't scared or frightened. Who could be with such a beautiful lady sprawled over him and pinned to him. He only found it a bit daunting to let go of his controlling nature in bed. He simply wanted to prove to her he trusted her, mind, body and soul.

He knew there was a hard time coming and he wanted to savor her company as much as possible, in every possible way. She needed to know she could trust him, that he would do anything to keep her safe. Chris also wanted her to know she'd be the only person he would willingly submit himself to.

It didn't take Mia long to grasp what he was implying. Tenderly she brushed her lips against his, then kissed his cheeks, nose, slowly leaving a trail of tender kisses.

"There's so many things I could do with you, but they can't compare with what you do to me, my love. The way you make me feel, it's just divine. But I thank you for giving me this, I'll cherish it always and forever." With those words softly whispered in his ear she started rocking in small circles, lifting herself up in a sitting position.

Immediately his hands traveled towards her sides. He didn't guide her, he just wanted to touch her, feel her silky skin under his rough hands. Chris saw how her hands covered his and how she led them to her breasts.

"Touch me," she huskily said. That was something he didn't need to be told twice. What he didn't expect was for her to fondle his own nipples. She didn't really squeeze them, just moving her hands over and around them made them just that bit more sensitive. Gently they kept caressing each other while Mia kept up her slow, buildup of pace, grinding in circles on top of him.

Chris tried, but failed, to let her have her own way. She kept biting in her lower lip, a move he found so utterly sexy and provocative that he wanted to kiss her there. He cupped her head and gently nudged her forward so he could capture her lush lips in a breathtaking kiss.

If you want to have the upper hand, I suggest you stop biting those sexy lips of yours.

He rather felt instead of heard her chuckle lightly as she responded, I'm not complaining, maybe that's what I wanted.

His self-restraint broken, he intensified their kiss until both were panting. Their passion grew so fast that both were surprised when they joined each other in that sweet moment of eternal bliss. Chris' arms went around Mia and he held her close, her head resting in the crook of his neck.

Slowly their breathing calmed down and evened out. Mia drifted off in a light slumber, joined by Chris a few moments later.

* * * *

A shrill ringing sound startled Chris awake and he tightened his grip on Mia, who was still asleep on top of him. Realizing it was his cellphone, he carefully rolled to his side, letting Mia snuggle in the covers. Giving her a quick kiss on her nose, he silently got up trying to get to the wretched thing before it would wake up Mia.

He recognized the number, that being of his own garage. Answering the call he spoke rather gruffly. "Yeah, it's Chris, what do you want?"

"Sorry to disturb you, boss, but we were wondering if you were coming in today. We have one or two meetings needing your attention," came the hesitant reply.

Chris recognized the voice of Thomas, the general manager at the garage. He also picked up the slight hesitation.

"Don't tell me you lot aren't able to handle things for just one day?" Chris stated firmly.

"Normally we can, but there is also a woman here who's getting pretty insistent she only wants to be 'serviced' by you, boss," Thomas replied.

Chris groaned out loud. Checking the time he realized they overslept badly. Him being his own boss, that wasn't a big issue, but he didn't know whether Mia had to go to work or not. Then Thomas calling, he just wanted to crawl back into bed, next to Mia.

"You can tell the lady I won't be in today. If she still keeps it up you can tell her to take her business elsewhere. I will try to stop by this afternoon to check on things and clear my agenda. The coming weeks I have a few other things on my mind." Chris' mood got a bit lighter after saying that, giving a quick glance towards his bedroom, he knew just how he'd keep himself occupied.

"Your turning down a lady? Damn, boss, are you sick?" Thomas laughed at his own remarks.

"I'm not sick. When the time is right I'll explain. For now all you need to know is that if any of those ladies come by, you can forward them to someone else. I won't be helping them anymore," he firmly replied.

"Anything you need to tell us, boss?" Thomas tried again.

"In due time, Thomas, in due time. Now get back to work, I'll be in later this afternoon. Remember I'm not coming in when it comes to the ladies, if more should stop by."

"Understood, boss."

"Talk to you later, Thomas, I got to go now."

"Ok, see you later, boss."

Chris let out a heavy sigh as he cut off the call. His past behavior was already creeping up on him. Those days were over now. He knew he shouldn't have let Thomas handle it, but today he didn't want to leave Mia. Correction, not just today, more like ever. He shook his head. Three days and both their worlds had been turned upside down. He went from a Casanova with a different girl on his arm every week to a father-to-be overnight. Oddly enough it didn't scare the shit out of him one bit, just the opposite, he finally felt like everything was falling into place.

He hoped Mia would be understanding about his previous "lifestyle", but he knew she was aware what their mating meant. Nobody else but her would arouse him now, just thinking about her was enough to get him started.

Remembering he was skipping work, he browsed his menu and dialed Mia's work. He wanted to be sure that she wouldn't get into any trouble.

"Ontario Vintage Cars, this is Suzie talking, how can I help you?" a soft voice answered.

"Hi, I'm Chris Whelan, I'm calling on behalf of Mia. I didn't know whether she was due for work or not. Just calling in she'll be needing a sick day, don't know how she'll be tomorrow," Chris replied. He was aware he didn't tell the whole truth, but it was better than nothing.

"That's ok, her mom already called her in sick as well, said she'd be out for the rest of the week. I hope she isn't too sick?" Suzie asked with concern.

Silently Chris thanked Mia's mom, he owed her one, big time.

"She's sleeping at the moment," at least that wasn't a lie. "Anyways, I'll leave you to it then. I'll tell Mia to call in once she's feeling better, to see if she needs to sort anything out."

"That's no problem, I hope she gets well soon, tell her we'll miss her and that she has to take care of herself."

"I'll see to that myself," Chris replied, "Goodbye, Suzie."

"Goodbye, Mister Whelan."

He grinned, tossed his cellphone back on the table and went back to his bedroom. They had the rest of the week to themselves thanks to Mia's mom. Only he had to drop in at work to sort a few minor things. Rest of the week he could spend with Mia.

Standing in the doorway, he saw Mia was still sound asleep. Carefully he got back into bed and curled up behind her, his arms around her as he pulled her against him. He smiled as he heard her sigh contently. Yup, he definitely could get used to this. Being wide awake, he enjoyed having her in his arms, listening to her breathing, her scent washing over him.

His mind went back to everything that was discussed yesterday. Chris knew he had to talk to her, hope she'd understand that it would be better to tell Nick right away. He'd understand if she didn't, he couldn't really blame her. At least he had her promise he could tell Nick after the full moon.

Now he was going to enjoy holding her until she woke and then they would have to talk about it all.