Hannah

We reached the next pack pretty late. We only managed to meet the Alpha and he was kind enough to show us our rooms himself. We were in the farthest part of the packhouse that had the fewest occupants. Apparently Micah had told him of my aversion to noisy packhouses. His thoughtfulness made me smile. It didn't take long after we had arrived for me to make myself comfortable in bed. I mind linked Micah quickly to tell him goodnight and fell asleep quickly.

"Hey sweetness." I hear Micah murmur lowly in my ear. I feel his weight on top of me, his warmth sinking into my skin. His lips trail a line fire along my jaw and up to my ear.

"You want me to make you feel good?" He asks, his breath on my flesh making goosebumps erupt all along my body.

"Yes, Micah. Please." I whimper, reaching out to cling to him. A dark husky laugh permeates from him as his hand trails down my body.

"Good girl. I love when you beg for me. Don't worry, sweetness. I'll take good care of you." He murmurs as his hand slips up my bare thigh, under the shirt I'm wearing, his shirt, to cup my swollen, wet sex. He groans in my ear when he feels how ready I am.

"You're so sexy, Hannah. So beautiful." He says as his finger trails my outer lips. He places gentle kisses on my neck as the tip of his finger presses into me gently, sliding easily along my wet-

"Ah!" I cry out, sitting up in bed and panting. My body covered in a slick sheen of sweat from my sexy dream. I try to get my breathing under control as my body continues to buzz from my state of arousal.

'Sweetness? You ok?' I hear Micah's voice ring out in my head deep and gruff from sleep and I moan a little in pleasure. 'You felt all... jittery in the bond.' He says as I take a few deep breaths.

'Yeah. I'm fine. I'm sorry I just had a um... dream.' I say and I feel him instantly perk to attention in my mind.

'Oh yeah? What kind of dream?' He asks with a hint of amusement.

'A um... good dream.' I say breathily and I hear a low growl in my mind from Micah. The sound makes waves of need crash over me and I whimper through our link.

'Was I there, sweetness?' He asks.

'Mmhmm...' is all the response I can muster.

'And what was I doing?' He prods and I stifle a groan thinking about it.

'Your hands were...' I start but not quite sure what to say.

'Was I making you feel good, baby?' He asks, his voice gruff and husky. I can't stop the moan this time.

'Yes.' I say quietly.

'What are you wearing right now?' He asks and my hands trail along my body.

'Just a shirt. Your shirt.' I admit and he growls again, louder this time.

'Fuck, Hannah. You're killing me here.' He groans. 'Is your pussy wet, sweetness? Is it wet for me?' He asks and I nod, but then realize he can't see me.

'Yes, Micah.' I respond.

'Good. I want you to reach your hand down and feel how wet that sweet pussy is, baby.' He says and my hand follows his instructions without a thought. I run a finger through my slit and the wetness coats me immediately. 'Now take your finger and rub that little clit for me. Pretend it's me doing it for you. I want you to feel good.' He purrs in my mind and I do as he says, twirling my clit with my fingers as I begin to writhe on the bed. I let out a loud moan, only in my head as I try to stay quiet otherwise.

'Good girl. It feels good doesn't it?' He asks.

'Oh god yes, Micah. Are you touching yourself?' I ask out of curiosity. He chuckles low before answering.

'No sweetness. But I'm rock hard. You want me to stroke my cock while you finger yourself?' He asks and I have all of a sudden never wanted anything more.

'Yes. Please, Micah. I want to know the sounds you make.' I admit and he groans in response.

'You're so sexy, Hannah. I wish I was there to touch you, to worship your body like you deserve.' He moans out and I pick up speed.

'Are you nice and wet?'

'Yes, Micah. I'm so wet my hand is soaked.' I choke out.

'Good. Put a finger inside that pussy for me, imagine it's my tongue, my cock, any part of my body that you want, baby. I'll give you anything you want.' He promises and my heart manages to flutter with affection even in my incredibly turned on state. I do as he says and let out a loud moan when my finger penetrates my silky folds. I know I moaned out loud too so I still, suddenly shy. Micah must be able to tell as he's quick to reassure me.

'Hey it's ok. Everyone's asleep. No one will hear you but me. And I want to hear every single sound you make.' He says darkly and my body instantly sets on fire again. I continue pumping my finger in and out of me gently.

'Are you playing with your cock, Micah?' I ask sweetly and he groans in response.

'Yes, sweetness. Imagining it's your little hand wrapped around me.' He says and my pleasure hits another level, I'm a whimpering mess at this point.

'I want you to slip another finger in there for me. Can you do that?' He asks and I push another finger in and hiss a little at the stretch.

'It's so tight, Micah.' I say and I can tell he's panting now. He's allowing the sounds of his hand working over his cock to travel through the link and it's the dirtiest, sexiest thing I've ever heard.

'That's right. That pussy is nice and tight for me. I can't wait to taste you. I bet you taste as sweet as you smell. I want to run my tongue all along that wet slit before I suck that clit into my mouth and thrust my tongue inside of you, making every inch of your beautiful body mine.'

'I can hear you going slow. Speed up your hand, Micah. I want you to come.' I purr and his hand leaps into action.

'Don't you dare come until I tell you, sweetness. Turn your wrist and put your thumb on your clit, start rubbing little circles on it while you fuck yourself with your fingers.' His instructions are getting more demanding, making me think he's getting close to his own release. The addition of my thumb on my clit makes my pleasure skyrocket.

'I'm so close, Micah!' I cry.

'Not yet.' He growls. 'Take your other hand and put it up my shirt you're wearing. Play with your pretty pink nipple. Pinch it a little, not enough to hurt but enough to feel it.' I do as he says and the sensation sends a lightning bolt of pleasure between my legs.

'Please, Micah! Please let me come!' I cry and he growls again.

'Not yet, sweetness. Wait for me. I'm close.' He says and I can hear his hand furiously pumping, he must have leaked as the wet sound of skin against skin fills my mind. I'm not sure how much longer I can hold off. Just as I hit my plateau I hear a deep guttural groan in my mind, followed by his gruff voice.

'Now! Come with me, baby!' He cries and I scream in my mind as wave after wave of pleasure wracks my body. My fingers feel the rhythmic squeezing of my pussy.

'Oh my God Micah!' I scream his name and I hear him growl in approval. Once my body is spent and I'm left a panting mess I hear him chuckle in my mind.

'Did you um...' I say and he chuckles again before pushing an image of his half hard cock tucked back into his boxers with his abs glistening in his release.

'Oh yeah. You good?' He asks and I send him a mental picture of my hand dripping with my own juices. He groans again and I can't help but giggle.

'You're gonna make me hard again.' He whines and I full on laugh this time.

'I'm sorry I woke you up.' I say shyly and his husky voice makes me quiver.

'You can wake me up like that any time, sweetness. Any time.' I can't stop my yawn and I feel an intense surge of affection from him.

'Awe. Did I tucker you out?' He coos and I smile wide.

'You did. That was intense.' I admit and he chuckles again.

'It was amazing. Go to sleep. I'll talk to you tomorrow ok?'

'OK. Good night.'

'Good night, Hannah.' He murmurs quietly but this time instead of cutting the link I let it stay open, his presence in my mind soothing me back to sleep.