The Werewolf's Sabbat Ch. 10

She sat up in front of him and reached for the button of his jeans. "I don't ever want you to stop, Mitch." She released the button and slid the zipper down. She had never been one to take control of a situation or make the first move, she was usually too shy for that sort of thing. However, the pull she was feeling towards Mitch seemed to make her want to do things she wouldn't normally do.

Mitch was literally shocked when Janette pushed him back to lay flat on the bed and crawled on top of him. That had been the last thing he had expected from her. He didn't complain when she leaned down and began kissing him, ravishing his mouth with her tongue.

With a moan, he pulled her closer and began exploring her body once more with his hands. He brought one hand down and expertly unbuttoned her fly. He slid his hand inside her jeans and let his finger explore her slippery center, softly brushing along her folds before tracing teasing slow circles around her clit. When he gently slid his middle finger inside of her, he felt her tightness stretch around him. He began slowly moving his finger in and out of her while continuing his assault on her clit with his thumb.

Janette couldn't contain the small moans filling the room. She was aware that they were coming from her but she didn't care. She felt that now familiar tension growing in her lower abdomen and sat up. She began gently grinding her hips rhythmically, forcing Mitch's finger deeper inside her.

Mitch looked up into Janette's half closed eyes. He could tell that her orgasm was close but he didn't want her to come just yet. He had much more planned for her. When he removed his finger from her, she groaned in protest.

"Not yet, sweetheart," he said with a wicked grin on his face. He rolled her over onto her back and sat on his knees. He could see the dark wet spot left on the crotch of her jeans and laughed. "Well, well, well. Someone's aroused." He reached forward, grabbed the waistband of Janette's jeans, slowly pulled them down her legs, and tossed them to the floor leaving her completely naked in front of him. He then stood at the end of the bed and took his own jeans off before crawling back to where she lay in the middle of the mattress.

Janette's body felt as though it was on fire. She couldn't get enough of Mitch's kisses. Her breathing became almost frantic as his hands stroked every inch of her bare flesh, all the way from her arms, down to her breasts, and then on to her abdomen and thighs. She found herself desperately trying to guide his hand to the place she really wanted it, between her thighs, but he would always stop right before reaching the most sensitive part of her body. It was obvious that he was doing it on purpose and trying to tease her. Well, two can play at that game, she thought to herself.

She boldly began kissing him and gently slid her hand slowly down his chest and then down his abdomen stopping just short of his rigid erection. She began innocently running her hand up and down his inner thighs, 'accidentally' brushing against the base of his cock every so often. She smiled to herself when Mitch suddenly grabbed her hand and tried to wrap her fingers around his cock. His breathing was ragged and she could see his pulse pumping away in his neck. She pulled her hand away from him and looked deep into his eyes with one eyebrow raised.

"Not yet, sweetheart." she whispered.

Mitch felt his wolf come forth with a deep growl and before he knew it, he was on top of Janette and resting himself between her legs. He leaned in and kissed her once more pulling her right knee up and around his waist.

"Do you want me, Janette?" he asked.

"Desperately," she replied breathlessly.

Mitch gently brushed his lips across hers. "Just hold on to me. I promise I'll be careful." He wrapped his arm around her back holding her to him. Reaching down with the other hand, he slid his erection up and down her slit, coating himself in her juices. He joined his mouth to hers again in another passionate kiss before giving one quick thrust.

Janette couldn't stop the short surprised scream that came when Mitch entered her. She wasn't expecting it to hurt. She hadn't had sex in such a long time that she had almost forgotten what it had felt like to have a man inside of her. Although, she was certain it had never felt like this. The discomfort quickly faded as her body adjusted to his size.

Mitch began moving slowly in and out of her, taking his time to allow her to relax and get used to him. "I'm not hurting you, am I?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

"God, no. You're not hurting me at all. I promise I would tell you if you were." Janette slid her hands down Mitch's back to rest on his ass. She could feel his muscles along the way moving and flexing in response to his exertion. She tried to urge him deeper inside of her wanting more but he seemed to be holding back.

"I'm not a china doll, Mitch," she said in a soft voice. "You don't really have to be so careful with me. I'm not going to break."

Mitch looked down into Janette's eyes and saw that they were mirrors reflecting the same need and desire that he was feeling at that very moment. With a deep groan he roughly crushed his mouth to hers delivering a kiss that told her in no uncertain terms exactly how much he wanted her. He felt his wolf coming closer to the surface and found himself going deeper and harder with each thrust. Janette's obvious moans of pleasure were just spurring him on.

Janette lie there beneath Mitch unable to speak, unable to catch her breath, unable to even think straight. She didn't have a lot of experience as far as sex went but she had never felt anything so amazing in her life. Mitch seemed to be doing everything right, his every movement, his every thrust, his every kiss sending delightful waves of pleasure through her body. He was reaching spots within her that she hadn't even known existed. She couldn't get enough of touching him and found herself running her hands gently up his back, his biceps, his chest, reveling in the feel of his smooth warm skin covering every inch of his hard muscular body. She looked up into his now almost black eyes and was surprised to see all the love that was beaming back at her. She was even more surprised to realize that she loved him just as much.

"Mitch, take me and make me yours," she said in a raspy breath. "I want to be yours forever."

Mitch slowed his thrusting and looked down at her in surprise. "Are you sure that's what you want, Jan?"

Janette slowly nodded her head. "That's the only thing I want right now, Mitch. For me to be yours and you to be mine."

Mitch smiled down at her, elated that she was ready to be joined with him. He kissed her deeply. "I would do anything for you, you know that?" He kissed her again. "I love you so much."

Janette felt her heart jump in her chest at the sound of those words aloud. "I love you, too," she said, joining her lips to his once more.

Janette squealed in surprise when Mitch swiftly flipped her over onto her hands and knees. She could hear his breath coming in excited little pants as he pulled her hips to him. She felt a rush of soft hair brushing against the backs of her thighs and gasped aloud. Oh my God, it's really happening, she thought to herself.

She tried to relax and not worry about the pain of the coming bite but found the nervousness returning. She felt Mitch place one large paw on her hip and one on her shoulder to hold her in place, being careful not to scratch her with his sharp claws. She wanted to look back and see him but she didn't dare. She squeezed her eyes shut expecting the worse but instead let out a low moan when Mitch entered her from behind. He was so much larger in his wolf form than in his human form. She could hear the panting animal behind her driving himself forcefully into her, each thrust bringer her closer to her climax. "Oh my God Mitch!" she gasped.

Mitch let his wolf have full control but made it clear that his wolf was to be gentle with Janette. After all, she was still a human and humans were much more fragile than wolves were. He continued pumping into her tight wet sheath, trying his best to keep control of himself. He could feel his release grow near but didn't want to come until Janette was ready. He gently scraped his claws down her back and then followed it with his long wet tongue.

Janette was already close to the edge when she felt Mitch's tongue trail up the length of her back and along her neck sending a shiver down her spine. "Mitch," she gasped almost inaudibly. "I'm gonna come."

She felt his dramatically muscled furry arms wrap around her middle pulling her up to him in a sitting position in his lap. He was still thrusting into her even more desperately now as he lapped away at her neck where he intended to bite her. Janette felt his sharp teeth lightly scrape across her flesh but then he seemed to hesitate.

"Just do it. Please Mitch, make me yours."

Mitch didn't wait a second longer. He delivered two more powerful thrusts when he felt Janette's muscles spasm around his cock and her hot juices trickle down his thighs. She cried out his name when she finally climaxed, sending him over the edge right along with her. She didn't even flinch when he sank his razor sharp teeth into her neck sending her sweet blood spraying across his tongue. Instead, she reached an arm around to hold his head to her, her muscles still pulsating and clamping around his now spent manhood. Mitch felt his wolf retreat and he slowly shifted back to his human form, with Janette still wrapped securely in his arms.

Janette sat there perched in Mitch's lap like a small child, resting her head back against his shoulder. They were both covered in sweat and still gasping for air. The bite didn't really hurt like she feared it would. It stung quite a bit but the pleasure from the orgasm he had given her far outweighed the sting of the bite. She began to feel a strong tingling sensation flow through her body. It started at the site of the bite and traveled in waves through her bloodstream down her arms, torso, and then into her legs and feet. She looked up at Mitch with her eyes drawn together in confusion. She gasped when she heard his voice in her head.

"It's okay, sweetheart. The sensations you are feeling right now are normal. I didn't hurt you too bad, did I?"

Janette sat there for several seconds not knowing what to think. Perhaps I imagined it, she thought to herself.

"No, you didn't imagine anything," Mitch said out loud with a smile. "You heard me talking to you in your mind. We won't be fully mated until you are turned and you bite me. When you are mated with someone, you can hear their thoughts and communicate telepathically. But we are only half mated so our gifts have a shorter range."

"Y... you mean I can just think things and you will hear them? We won't have to speak aloud?"

Mitch nodded his head. The bafflement on her face was making him laugh. "That's right. But like I said, we can only mentally speak to each other from a short range. Once you are turned and we are fully mated we can speak to each other from anywhere in the world. Right now as half mates, we can feel each other's feelings and emotions from anywhere in the world but we can't mentally speak to each other from great distances. Go on. You try it." He held her close to him and urged her on with a supportive smile.

"That was probably the absolute best sex I have ever had in my friggin' life," she thought to herself.

Mitch burst out laughing and kissed her on the forehead. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I rather enjoyed it myself."

"I love you, Mitch," Janette thought into his mind. "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

When Mitch heard Janette's thoughts he froze suddenly, taken aback by her sincerity. He gazed into her brown eyes that were slowly filling with tears. "I love you too sweetheart. I will never let any harm come to you," he said aloud as he gently brushed her hair away from her face. He leaned in and brushed his lips lightly across hers before deepening the kiss, thoroughly exploring her mouth with his tongue.

Janette turned to straddle him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She felt him stiffen between her legs and giggled. "Looks like someone is ready for round two?"

Mitch smiled and rolled Janette onto her back. "So, maybe I am."

*

"Dammit, I'm coming. Just wait a minute," Liam said as he made his way to the phone that wouldn't stop ringing. It was Mitch's phone. He had left it in the TV room but Liam answered it anyway. If it had something to do with one of their businesses, he would need to know about it. "This is Liam," he said into the phone in an irritated voice. He listened for a few moments to the voice on the other line. "Uh huh. I'll give him the message and tell him to call you back right away... yes... thank you Officer Stafford... you have a good night... good bye."

Liam tossed the phone back on the couch and with an annoyed sigh, he made his way up the stairs and headed towards Mitch's room. "Jesus, it's almost midnight and shit like this has to happen. Don't people know that wolves need sleep too?" he muttered angrily under his breath. He finally reached Mitch's room and was just about to knock on the door when he heard a strange sound coming from within. He pressed his ear to the door to hear what was going on when he heard a muffled voice.

"Oh Mitch... please... don't stop."

Liam stood there stunned not knowing what to do next. Should he interrupt to give the message or save it until morning? Just then, Mariah came walking down the hall headed to her own room.

"What's going on? Is everything okay?" she asked with a concerned look.

"Just listen." Liam pressed his ear to the door once more. He heard the sounds of loud moaning and banging, like a headboard being driven into the wall and his jaw dropped in shock. "Oh my GOD! He's totally fucking her into the wall!"

They both jumped back when they heard something being thrown against the door and an angry growl come from within the room. "Go away!"

Mariah smacked her brother on the arm. "You idiot! Grow the hell up! What are you doing here listening in anyway?" she asked with a glare.

"I wasn't listening in. I got a call and had an important message to deliver and just happen to come across them fucking in there! Can you believe it? They are finally doing it!" he exclaimed, waiving his hands around excitedly.

"Jeez you're such a perv. Surely your 'message' isn't so time sensitive that it can't wait until morning. They have just found each other. Go away and give them space. You can deliver the message in the morning." Mariah turned on her heel and walked back to her room leaving Liam by the door.

Liam stood there for a few moments longer trying to decide what to do when one of the cute unmated omegas came walking by carrying a basket of laundry. He looked towards the door where the moaning was coming from and back to the red head that just passed him in the hall. He could have sworn that last exaggerated sway of her hips as she walked hadn't been accidental.

He quickly walked up behind her and she squealed when Liam scooped her up into his arms, leaving the basket of clothes scattered on the floor. "Oh yeah," he growled. "You're coming with me." She giggled as he carried her down the hall in the other direction towards his room. I can give Mitch the message in the morning, he thought to himself before carrying the girl into his room and using his foot to slam the door behind them.