Finding His Mate Too: Daniel Ch. 03

Moving his hand under the water, he gently grabbed her ankle and placed her foot on his lap. He then went to wash her leg, paying extra attention to her thigh. For some reason he had a feeling that she was very sensitive there and wanted to see what other noises he could make come out of her. He moved to her other leg and smiled when he heard some type of groan escape from her lips. "Come here."

Tiffany moved forward onto Daniel's lap and looked down into his now molten amber eyes that were filled with lust. She guessed that his little display of seduction actually backfired on him and judging by how hard he was, she knew this to be true. She ran her hands over his toned chest, luxuriating in how smooth his skin was. Reaching down, she grabbed the loofah and proceeded to wash his chest. Daniel was the perfect combination of hard and soft wrapped up into one specimen of a man. She felt her lower region start to burn even hotter and silently prayed that their little session would go further.

"Nope. It's not. I was planning on just bathing you and giving you a massage." Tiffany stopped what she was doing and looked at Daniel incredulously. Was he serious? By the look in his eyes, although still amber, he was. She stared at him for a few moments longer before dropping the loofah in the water and climbing out. Reaching over, she grabbed a towel that was hanging on the wall and wrapped it around her body.

"Since I'm all washed up, I think I can do the moisturizing and massaging myself." Daniel watched as Tiffany left the bathroom and tilted his head back. He needed James to speed up this testing and fast because his mate was just about ready to take off his head. He looked down at his still hard member and sighed.

"I know buddy. It's hurting me too." He finished washing himself up and got out the water, which was now cold. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he walked out the bathroom into his bedroom and stopped dead in his tracks at what was before his eyes. "Fuck."

Lying on his bed was a completely naked Tiffany spread eagle with her fingers quickly bringing her to orgasm. There was a light sheen of sweat covering her milk chocolate skin, begging him to have a taste. He didn't know how he hadn't smelled her arousal from the bathroom because his room was certainly filled with it. He saw her stomach start to contract and almost creamed himself when he looked at her pussy and saw her cream escape from her. He felt his control snap, dropped his towel, and stalked over to the edge of the bed.

Tiffany knew the exact moment Daniel was in the room and decided she should put on a little show and show him what he was missing. Now, looking up at him, she almost regretted this decision when she saw the wild look in his eyes. His wolf was fully out now, and judging by the way that his cock was sticking out at her, she was in serious trouble. She watched as he stalked over to her as if she was his prey and swallowed the lump that formed in her throat. He reached down and gentle grabbed her ankle, bringing it up so that he could place a kiss on it. He looked at her for a little while before turning and walking to the door. For a minute, she was thinking he was going to leave the room naked and let out a sigh in relief when he was just locking the door.

Daniel turned around and walked back to the edge of the bed. He smiled when he saw that she was still laying the way he left her. He commanded her to move up the bed and watched as she hurriedly moved back. Moving onto the bed, he slowly made his way up and stopped once his face was directly above hers. "If there is one thing you should know about me, it is that I don't like for my woman to do my job." He looked down at her pussy so that she would know exactly what he was talking about and looked back at her.

Placing the palm of one hand flat beside her head, he used his other to cup her firmly by her pussy and listened as she took in a few deep breaths. "You're still wet for me." Tiffany moaned in response and rotated her hips up, trying to make some friction happen. Daniel bent down and kissed her. He glided his tongue across her them and plunged it into her mouth when she opened up to him.

He released his hold on her pussy and moved both of his hands under her knees, opening her wide for him. He felt her hands thread through his hair and groaned into her mouth. Of all the things he loved about Tiffany, he especially loved it when she massaged his scalp. He moved his kisses down her neck and lightly nipped at her flesh there. "Danny stop teasing me."

Daniel smiled at her use of endearment and lifted up. Reaching down, he grabbed hold of his cock and lined it with her pussy. He looked into her eyes as he pushed forward, clenching his teeth as her pussy tightly gripped him. She was a lot tighter than the last time. He placed his forehead against hers and closed his eyes when he was to a hilt. He needed to get himself under control if he planned to last long. He felt her start to move under him and pushed more of his weight on her to stop her movement.

Tiffany was starting to get impatient with waiting, especially with him feeling so good and deep inside her, and gripped his hair in her fingers while squeezing her pussy around his cock. She heard a growl escape his lips and moaned when he moved his hips back and then quickly slammed back into her. "Shit..." She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to achieve getting him deeper inside of her.

He took a breather before starting a slow pace, keeping her just on edge and looked into her eyes. He wanted her to see how he felt for her. They say that the eyes are the gateway to the soul and all Tiffany could see was love and adoration in Daniel's eyes. He bent down and kissed her on the lips slowly. He picked up his speed and watched as Tiffany's mouth formed a silent 'o'. The feeling of Tiffany's nails trailing down his back heightened his own pleasure, causing him to hammer into her even faster. He reveled in the softness her body brought to him, making him pull her body closer to his own and his wolf come out.

Before she knew it, Tiffany was on her hands and knees, begging Daniel to go faster. She felt her legs tremble when he flicked her clit and screamed out his name. "I can't hear you babe. What is that you just said? You want me to go slower?"

Daniel slowed down his pace and smiled when he heard Tiffany curse at him. He felt her pussy start to contract around him and looked down at her bowed back that was covered in sweat. She let out a long moan as her orgasm slowly started to approach and he grabbed her hips tighter in her hands. He slowed his pace to almost a snail like pace and stopped when he felt Tiffany's pussy grip him. He dropped his head back on his shoulders and clenched his teeth. Tiffany's pussy was doing wonders to him right now and he was close to blowing his load. His hips started to jerk and he pulled out of her, not yet wanting to end their little session. Looked down and saw that she was gripping the sheets and growled. Leaning forward, he licked from her spine up to her neck and gentle bit at the back of it.

Falling back onto the bed, he closed his eyes and tried to catch his breath. For Tiffany to have not been with someone in a while, she definitely just worn him out, even if he hadn't come yet. He guessed this is what Dante meant when he said he wouldn't be able to keep up with her because he was starting to feel his age. He felt the bed start to move and opened his eyes to look at Tiffany. She had a lazy smile on her face and he guessed she was trying to go to sleep or she was passing out. Not wanting either of the two to happen, he moved toward her and kissed her on the lips.

"I'll be back." He grabbed his pants and pulled them over his hips and left the room. He really hoped Tiffany would still be up by the time he came back because he was still hard and ready for her and he wanted to do nothing else but shoot his load into her body. He made his way down into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. "What to make? What to make? What. To. Make." He felt someone enter the kitchen and smiled. "Well hello to you too Alexandra."

He turned around just in time to see her shocked expression and chuckled. "Sometimes I think you forget that I am also a wolf." He laughed when she gave him the finger and turned back to the refrigerator. He really needed to figure out what to make for Tiffany. Stopping what he was doing, he turned to Alexandra who was now sitting on the barstool. "What should I make for someone who has just gone through a strenuous workout after have blood drawn?"

Alexandra shook her head at this and smiled. "You and Dante never listen. You two will never learn. And to answer your question, she needs potassium. Chop her up some bananas and fruit. Oh and make her some chicken noodle soup. That's probably her favorite food, just so you know." Daniel nodded his head and quickly started to prepare all of what Alexandra said. While he was working, he noticed that Alexandra was eerily quiet, which was somewhat disconcerting considering she was always talking. He turned around, looked at her once the fruit was chopped and the soup was on the stove, and leaned back against the counter. "Is everything with you and Luke fine?"

Alexandra looked up at him out of her trance and quickly looked away. The one thing she hated about both of her brothers, especially Daniel, was that he could always sense when something was extremely wrong and pinpoint what the problem was. It was as if he could read her mind or her future or some odd stuff like that. She looked at him and tried to change the subject. "I think you should check on that soup." Daniel slowly turned around, not taking his eyes off her until she was out of eyesight and stirred the soup. He poured it into a bowl once he figured it was at the right eating temperature and grabbed the bowl of fruit with his other hand.

"We aren't finished with this conversation so don't think you got off easy. I expect to have an answer to my question when I see you next time." He turned and left the kitchen, leaving Alexandra bewildered. She swore Daniel was probably bossier than Dante, but that was what she loved about him. Looking forward, she smiled when she saw the stove was still on and shook her head. "Men."

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"This is really good. How did you know I liked chicken noodle soup?" Daniel shrugged and watched as Tiffany devoured the chicken noodle soup. When he came back up from the kitchen, she was definitely close to being in a deep sleep and although that made him feel good about himself, he needed her to at least eat the fruit so that she could have something in her system. Therefore, after a lot of fighting, and much persuasion, here she was fully awake thoroughly enjoying the food, while watching cartoons, and feeding him some as well. He found it funny how she would blow on the soup as if it was hot before placing it to his lips. He imagined how she would be with their children and smiled. He hoped that they would have Tiffany's smooth, almost flawless skin, and bright brown eyes.

Leaning back against his headboard, he looked at her side profile and truly studied her. He knew he was probably being bias, but Tiffany truly was breathtaking. She had a subtle beauty that many wouldn't see on first glance. Her lips were full, but not to the point where they had a natural pout to them. They were perfect. Her face was heart shaped with high cheekbones that only enhanced her beautiful. And the color of her skin. It was a cocoa color that was so clear and smooth. He knew she was probably self-conscious about the slight blemishes that she had, but to him, they made her unique. She looked over and smiled before turning her attention to the television. "Come here."

Tiffany looked over her shoulder and eyed Daniel suspiciously. Although she wouldn't mind another round of his loving, she was enjoying her food too much. She took her food with her so that he wouldn't have any ideas and moved so that she was in front of him. She was about to turn around and continue to watch her show, but stopped when she looked into his eyes. It seemed as though he was looking at her very intently, as if he was trying to memorize something about her. She placed a small smile on her face and kissed his lips. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Daniel placed his hands around her hips and lifted her so that she was sitting on his lap sideways, careful not to spill her soup. "Why do I have to be looking at you a certain way? I think I am just looking at you just to look at you."

Tiffany shook her head and hit him in the ribs with her elbow. "Why do you always have to make something not make any sense? You are looking at me...expectantly." She looked at him and noticed the serious look in his eyes. "What's on your mind big guy?" She leaned back into him and felt him let out a deep breath.

"I'm big guy now huh? Just an hour ago I was Danny." He laughed when she turned and glared at him and kissed her on her neck. "But to answer your question, I was just thinking of you and how you are beautiful." He knew he sounded very cliché right now, but the truth was the truth. He was thinking about her.

"You are so corny." Tiffany turned around and handed him her now empty bowl. "But I can't help but love you for that." She realized what she said after it left her mouth and looked up at Daniel in shock. She definitely wasn't thinking about saying those yet, hell they weren't even on her mind, so why did she say them? She watched as Daniel's eyes went molten amber and licked her dry lips. It was definitely too late to take the words back now.

Daniel knew that she was questioning why she just told him that she loved him, he even was questioning it, but he knew that her words were the truth. She may not know, but he did. He gently took the bowl out her hands and placed it on his end table before giving her his full attention. Although he wanted to devour her right now, surprisingly his wolf had other plans. "Take off my shirt." He watched as she hesitantly took his shirt off her body. He could tell that she was still wondering why she told him that she loved him. "Stop thinking about it." He motioned for her to turn around and look at him and stared her in the eyes.

"You know they say that true mates have the same heart beat." He moved her onto his lap and placed both of her legs on either side of him. He reached for her hand and placed it on his chest. "Since you have been here, I have been listening to your heartbeat, amazed that what they said was true. At first I didn't believe it until I kept listening and realized that it couldn't be hidden. That is when I knew for sure that I was in love with you. I am not in love with you because I have to be, but because I want to be. You telling me that you love me may not have been the words that you thought you were going to say at that moment, but they were the words that you wanted to say. They were spoken from your heart." He lifted her hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on her wrist where her pulse was. "You, my sweet Tiffany, have my heart just as I have yours. We both may not yet have let go of our emotional trauma, but I know in the end we will. Now lay back."

Daniel watched as Tiffany slowly lay back on the bed and knew without a doubt that he was going to mate with her at the moment. He knew that James and even Dante for that matter may want his head after this, but he didn't care. His wolf waited excessively long for this moment. He looked down and waited until her breathing was level before slowly moving himself up her body. He placed his hands on either side of her head and looked down into her eyes. Bending down, he placed a soft kiss on her lips while trailing his hands up the sides of her body. He leaned back onto his haunches and told her to turn onto her stomach.

Tiffany didn't know exactly what Daniel had planned, but she definitely wanted him to hurry up. Her body was getting hot and she was anxious for what she knew was to come. She felt his feather like touches run down the expanse of her back and closed her eyes. If he was planning on giving her a massage, she would let him... for now. She moaned when his touches ran over her ass and wiggled her hips.

Daniel lightly ran his fingers back over her ass, wanting to hear the moan that she made again. "You know I love all of the little sounds that you make?" He didn't look to see if she nodded her head or not and got up off the bed to discard his jeans. Moving to the edge of the bed, he gently gripped Tiffany's ankles and moved her so that she was bended over the edge of the bed. Without warning, he glided himself between her wet folds. "Shit." He clenched his teeth and gripped her hips tighter. Once he was fully seated inside of her, he looked down at her and saw that her head was turned, mouth open. "Rise up for a minute."

Tiffany swiftly placed her hands under her and rose up on them. She dropped her head forwards when Daniel slowly pulled out of her and drove back in. He did this again and again until he set a steady pace that had her gripping the sheets. She bowed her back in an attempt to get him deeper inside of her and bit her bottom lip when he hit her spot.

Daniel looked down at Tiffany's back which was now covered in a light sheen of sweat and ran his hand up to her shoulders. He grabbed onto her and increased the speed and intensity of his thrust, luxuriating in the sounds of their lovemaking, which was quickly filling the room. He felt the tug of his wolf wanting to be set free and brought him forward. He stopped his thrusting and brought her up so that her back was to his front, and placed a sensual kiss on her lips, sucking her tongue into his mouth. Gently pushing her back down, he placed his other hand on her hip and went to work. He and his wolf were on a mission and he would be damned if he didn't reach it.

He smiled wolfishly when her pussy contracted again and leaned back. He pulled out his cock so that just the tip was inside and pushed slowly back in. He couldn't help but palm her plush bottom that felt so right in between his hands. Daniel realized that Tiffany never answered his question and stopped his movement completely. He heard her frustrated, almost painful cry and smiled. "You never did answer my question."

Tiffany tried to recall in her mind what it was that Daniel exactly asked her and groaned when she couldn't remember. Who could blame her though? She had a man behind her that was making her throat hoarse and her toes curl and he expected her to remember what it was that she asked him. She rose up so that her back was to his front and reached for his hands that were on her waist. She brought them around her and placed them on her breast.

Daniel got the hint and pinched her nipples, causing Tiffany to moan and he dipped his head so that his lips were on her pulse. He listened to her breathing, matching his own with it and felt like at this moment they were more than just mates. At the moment, they were connected on a level that went much deeper than just sex or making love. The hands of Luna herself interwoven their souls together and nothing was going to stop him from mating with her right now, including her shaky genetic background.

He applied more pressure on her nipples and started to pick up his pace. He prolonged both of their orgasms long enough. It was time they both got what they wanted. After a few moments, her pussy contracted around his cock and the sexiest moan escaped her lips. He reached down and tapped on her clit, which caused another wave to wash over her and her legs to tremble.

Tiffany didn't know how Daniel did it, but she has never had two orgasms back to back in a span of seconds. His pace didn't falter at all either and she could feel another orgasm start to approach her. She felt his knot start to form and pushed back as he pushed forward, successfully pulling him deeply inside of her, "You feel so good." Daniel felt her swivel her hips back against him and groaned. He didn't know how good he felt in her, but he definitely knew she felt good wrapped around him. She was like hot silk. He knew it was cliché to think this, but it was like her pussy was made just for him.