(Second update in a double update)

Everything about Satish had gotten softer since we retired to our room; his voice, his expression, the intensity of his eyes.

He was the same man but at the same time he seemed so different, his gentle smiles, affectionate touches and softly spoken reassurances were like a soothing balm to my nerves, his musky and woodland scent gaining a hint of sweet sandalwood and the smell of warm summer rain. It didn't make it any less overwhelming but my wolf didn't feel the need to submit so strongly and I was able to actually enjoy his presence and touch without worrying I'd turn limp and bear my neck with a whimper.

I felt so incredibly warm in his lap and wrapped in his arms, his skin radiating heat and I felt like I was sitting before a roaring fire, the sparks I felt when our skin touched like the crackling of the burning wood.

His hot and rough palms that had been rubbing my back in soothing circles slipped under my silk shirt and I gasped, arching at the skin contact and the sheer heat of his hands, the callouses and old scars marring his skin slightly catching and scraping my skin.

His mouth gently took my parted lips, something warm and wet slipping between them as our lips touched and my tastebuds were awakened by the rich and earthy taste of him.

Being alone with him and with his calmer scent I was able to feel more than just an overwhelming sensation and I became acutely aware of how good it felt to be kissed by him. The gentle brush of his lips felt amazing, my nerves coming alive and igniting from his touch.

Sparks danced along my skin, racing up and down my body, heat blooming in my stomach and leaving me breathless.

I whimpered as his tongue swiped over the inside of my mouth, hitting every sensitive spot and caressing them with skilled flicks of his tongue and when he rubbed ours together between kisses a sound I'd never made before left my mouth and my hips seemed to get a mind of their own and pressed my stomach up against Satish's.

A deep growl rumbled in Satish's chest and he smirked against my lips. "Just like that Carnet," he murmured huskily, his hips reciprocating the movement and I made that sound again as it pressed our lower halves together.

The special place my parents had forbidden me from touching outside of bathing and going to the bathroom felt strange like it sometimes did. Sometimes it got hard in the mornings and when I was a little younger it would stiffen at random times and cause me foreign and strange pain, making that special place extremely sensitive.

I could feel it starting to stiffen from Satish's kisses and touches, the strange pain and sensitivity just starting but I know when it got stronger wearing trousers would become incredibly uncomfortable and I didn't look forward to that feeling.

Before coming to the Stentorian pack I'd just undress from the waist down if I was in my bedroom and try my hardest to ignore it. I found taking cold showers helped or thinking of things I hated, like getting my eyebrows threaded, gods that was painful.

My parents told me that my special place was only for the Alpha to touch but there was no way I could ask Satish to ease my pain, I'd die of embarrassment first.

My face felt hot and my lips were swollen and tingling like I'd eaten something spicy. I stared up at Satish with desperate hopelessness and curled my fingers into the excess fabric of his robe.

One of his hands slipped out from under my shirt and came to cup the side of my head, the rough pad of his thumb caressing my cheek and the touch was soothing. I found myself leaning into his palm and letting the weight of my head rest in his large hand, his other hand delving to my hair and I mewled as he gently tugged at my curls and raked his fingers through them, my eyes lidding at the wonderful feeling.

"Hush my sweet Luna, I'll take care of you, don't you worry." he seemed to almost coo.

He stood up with me in his arms, my legs latched around his hips and I squeaked in surprise and clutched at his robe, his hands on my back again and supporting me as he turned around, chuckling softly as he laid me down gently on the bed.

"You must be uncomfortable in all those clothes," he said with a grin, something predatory flashing in his silver eyes as he loomed over me, fingers already tugging open the buttons of my silk shirt.

I felt myself blush from the tips of my ears right down to my shoulders and I feebly tried to pull the sides of my now open shirt back together, the fact that he'd seen me in only tiny leather booty shorts not seeming to matter as shyness and embarrassment filled my entire being.

He gently took my hands in his and stilled them, the size difference meaning my hands practically disappeared in his.

"You don't need to hide from me Carnet, and anyway, you have nothing to be ashamed of, every inch of you is gorgeous," he assured with a wink and a saucy grin and I felt like I was about to combust, a wordless whine leaving my lips and I slipped my hands free from his so I could cover flaming my face and hide from his heated gaze.

I heard his amused chuckle and huffed to myself, it turning into a squeal when I felt him tug my pants down with one swift move. I twisted around and scrambled up the bed in my open shirt and briefs and dove under the heavy covers.

"Carnet." he tsked playfully. "Do you think it's wise to run from an Alpha? It will only make my wolf want you even more when I catch you."

I whined under the covers, knowing he was right. It was in our nature to chase and running and hiding will only antagonise Satish's wolf and set off his prey drive, something Alpha wolves felt incredibly strongly.

I took some slow and deep breaths, psyching myself up before pulling away the covers and crawling over them so I could put the corner back that I'd disturbed, the heavy and thick duvet only making me feel hotter than before and my curls felt frizzed up, which was something I hated.

I tried to tame them with my fingers and smooth out the flyways but gave up quickly with a huff and shook my head to settle them back into place if nothing else.

I heard Satish chuckle and he cupped my slightly dizzy head when I stopped shaking it and I mewled when his fingers threaded into my fluffed curls and gently gripped them, using that grip to tilt my head back and he kissed me with more fervour than he had before.

Within moments his grip was the only thing holding me up as I went limp from the intense kiss and I felt the bed shift as he came closer, the light dimming a little behind my closed eyes, his scent getting stronger as his presence blanketed me.

His scent still had that sweet sandalwood smell and the refreshing scent of summer rain but a nutty and spiced note accompanied them and the smell of it made my head turn cloudy, my private place swelling and making my briefs feel uncomfortably tight and I wiggled my hips to try and get rid of the sensation.

I felt him tug my open shirt down my arms and I sighed with relief when my briefs were removed, not feeling too embarrassed that I was completely naked since he couldn't see my bare body if he was kissing me.

I couldn't help but make strange noises against his lips as he passionately kissed me, his tongue charming my mouth open until all I could do was pant heavily and twist against the soft and slightly ticklish fur of the pelts under my back. The foreign pain built in my private place and my hips desperately tried to push up so I could find some relief by rubbing against Satish.

He growled deeply and I could almost feel the air between us vibrate and I worried for a moment that I'd done something wrong but he gently grasped my hips and I slid down the bed a little, his body lowering over mine until I could feel the warmth radiating off of him, my neck bared as he tilted my head back more so our lips never broke contact.

I cried out against his lips as he slipped between my legs and made them sit on either side of his waist, his own hips pushing down onto my wiggling ones and I could have wept at the relief I felt as he slowly rocked back and forth, my knee's squeezing his clothed hips as he rubbed our private places together and under the layers of his robe I could feel that he was as hard as I was.

He parted our lips but didn't move away and I opened my eyes, my vision feeling a little unfocused and he seemed to be watching me, his silver eyes focused on my face as he continued to roll his hips and my back arched of its own volition and my mouth fell open as more strange noises left me, but louder than before.

That pain had turned so sweet it made my head swim, it felt so incredibly good and wonderfully overwhelming. My nerves sang so blissfully my breaths heaved out of my chest and I couldn't help but cry out to express just how good it felt.

Was this what mating felt like?

No wonder my parents hid it from me.

My hips eagerly pressed up to meet his and I clutched at his back, trying to pull him closer but also needing something to hold onto.

"See my sweet Luna, your body already knows what to do." he rasped, his voice lower than I'd ever heard it and having a growled edge.

I wondered if he was feeling as good as I was, but he was right, my body moved all on its own against his and it felt like the most natural thing in the world.

If... this was what mating felt like then I got the feeling we'd have many pups.

"Do you want more?" he gruffed out, a deep grunt coming from the back of his throat as our hips met again and an expression slightly contorted his features.

It did feel good for him too.

More?

"Yes," I wanted more.

The thought of it excited me, more must feel even better right?

Oh gods I wanted so much more.