《The Whitefortis Alpha, Rewriting the rules.》Chapter 21 - Her room
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"She is majestic."
Arsen whispered.
"As majestic as you."
A smile formed on Winter's lips.
"You are fucking beautiful. It's taking everything to keep my wolf at bay right now."
His eyes were still pitch black as they roamed over her body.
"It isn't helping that you are wearing my shirt."
He took a deep breath
"Or that it nearly covers your bottom." He added.
"Do you feel better if I take it off?" Winter teased him.
A low possessive growl escaped from Arsen's throath.
"Your room now." He commanded.
"I am going to rub every inch of you and your room with my smell so that everybody stays away from you."
He grabbed her and pulled her against his chest. His lips devoured hers. And Winter softly smiled.
"We are never going to make it to my room if you keep kissing me like this." She softly whispered.
He smacked her bottom playfully.
"Lead the way."
"Yes, my alpha." She purred.
Suddenly he scooped her up and start to run.
"Forget what I said just point the way. You calling me my alpha"
Another low growl escaped his throat and a smile filled Winter's face.
As Arsen walked in Winter's room he felt overwhelmed, her smell was everywhere, this was her home, her safe heaven and he was here. He carefully placed her down and Winter locked the door she looked curiously at Arsen, she thought he would be running wild on her the moment she locked the door but instead he was looking at everything in her room.
His eyes went over the books on her bookshelf, Winter placed herself behind him her hands on his hard muscled chest.
"What are these?" Arsen asked intrigued.
"Strategical literature." Winter replied.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Arsen asked.
"Manny grate leaders wrote down the decisions they faced, the rules they installed to keep their people happy or inline. Many strong packs did the same in the past. I studied them all and started on our own book." She said.
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Arsen was still looking at the books.
"Fuck, you are even hotter right now." He replied.
Winter smiled.
"Sometimes my urge to do things better than my father takes the upper hand, the council and these books keep me grounded, since I don't know if I ever will be able to share this all with my mate."
She softly whispered the last part but Arsen had clearly heard.
"You have a mate with who you can share this." He stated confident.
His fingers trailed over her cheek.
"How can you be this confident?" she asked.
"If I wouldn't believe that our packs saw the opportunities that lay ahead of them, I might give up on my mate as well." He said.
Arsen studied his beautiful mate, he couldn't believe how lucky he was. His hand dropped from Winter's cheek and she looked expectantly at him.
"So, you just came here to check out my book collection?" she softly teased him.
"Definitely yes."
He replied as his hand landed just under her bottom. Winter's pupils dilated at the contact. He moved up until his hand disappeared under the shirt.
"Why? Are you disappointed?" he asked.
"It's just a shame." Winter replied.
"Why?" He asked.
"I am taking a bath." He took a step closer pulling her closer to his chest.
"But I guess you can stay here with my books."
Winter smirked widely and quickly rushed out of his arms. Arsen was startled for a few seconds but quickly recovered and ran after her. He grabbed her right before she could move in the bathroom by smashing the door closed, caching her in.
He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head against the door. The shirt lifted and his eyes darkened. Winter struggled against his hold, but he didn't let go, or was she just pretending?
Arsen's finger danced over her legs, holding his face so close to hers that they were almost kissing, almost. Winter longed for his touch for his lips on hers, but he was just teasing her.
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And then she pushed back and freed her arms from his hold spinning them around in one swift movement. Arsen was now pressed against the door, Winter held him in place with her hand on his chest. Her fingers trailed over his abs over towards the edge of his trousers, she looked at him how his eyes rolled back in his head as she licked just above the edge.
Arsen pulled lose and grabbed Winter by the hair, bringing her head back up. He crashed his lips against hers, devouring her mouth. He lifted her from the ground and she let him, pressing her wet core against his naked chest. Arsen broke the kiss and looked at her.
"I don't know which scent I love more, yours or the scent of your arousal."
Winter blushed crimson as he carried her in the bathroom.
Arsen softly placed Winter down right in front of the bathtub, she turned around and bent down pressing her ass in his crotch as she turned on the faucet.
Warm water filled the big tub as Winter moved back up. Her back was pressed against Arsen rock hard chest. His hands disappeared under her shirt as he kissed and sucked on her neck.
"I don't know how much longer I can control myself around you."
He softly said as his teeth scraped over the place where he would mark her. His hands grabbed her breast massaging them, as he pressed himself harder against Winter's back. She softly moaned his name.
Winter removed Arsen's shirt and stepped in the tub looking challenging at him. He removed his pants and took a moment to admire his beautiful mate. He froze for a moment as a thought washed over him.
"Would you tell me if you would ever feel like that day at the lake when" he fell silent.
He was afraid that the mate bound, as it was growing stronger forced her to do something she didn't want.
"The bound is changing me."
Winter softly replied as she looked up at her mate.
"Being with you has changed me. Every time you touch me, kiss me or even look at me eyes filled with fire I become a little less that victim and my trust that you won't do the same grows." She replied.
Arsen lowered himself in the bathtub opposite of Winter. He grabbed her feet and placed them in his lap.
"It's impressive what you have built." He said after admiring her for a while.
"Thank you." Winter replied.
"What did you think about today?" she asked.
"Seeing your pack and what you worked so hard for makes me able to understand why you don't want to be a Luna. You are one of the best alpha's I have ever seen. And I am not saying that just because you are my mate." Arsen complimented her.
"Are we very different?" Winter asked.
"What do you mean?" Arsen asked curiously.
"In my old pack, I was one of the best fighters and yet I wasn't allowed to lead even a part of the army. I was the only woman that could train with the soldiers. If my father would visit another pack with a delegation, no woman would have accompanied him, not even my mother." Winter was silent.
"We both have abandoned the vision that a female wolf is only fit to bare and raise pups. But you have took it a step further, every wolf has a task, every wolf is responsible for something. They all work for the same goal." Arsen stated.
"Yes, I think there are a lot of similarities between our packs. I mean three wolves found their mates today" she added.
Arsen softly started rubbing her feet.
"What are you most scared of?" Arsen asked her.
"That your pack will decline, because they still see us as rogues and that therefore we can't be together." She softly whispered.
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