Dane

Devon leaves us when we make it to my office. Neah lowered herself into a chair so painfully slow that I wanted to help her. She had lied to Raven when she said she had felt fine. She knew I could read her mind, though I didn’t say anything because I knew she wanted to be back here. She somehow felt safer here in the house.

“Can I get you something?” I ask while she pulls her legs up to her chest. Her head shakes from side to side making her dark hair fall around her face.

She hadn't mentioned anything more about the hunt, she hadn't questioned if the others had died the same way, but she didn’t need to, she had already figured it out and yet. she still does not comment on my decisions. In fact. her mind is completely elsewhere

“Neah, I know you are not feeling yourself.”

She picks at a thread in the black jeans she is wearing. “I'm alive.”

Is she having some kind of mental breakdown?’ Aero asks

“Yes you are.” I mutter, ignoring my Wolf

“I shouldn't be. I....I should be dead.” She grips her stomach and her face screws up in pain. “What's wrong?”

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“Let me see.

She puts her legs down and rolls up her top. “There is nothing there,” she whispers and tenses up again. This time her hand grabs my arm. Her nails sink into my skin, creating little half moon shapes.

My nose catches the whiff of blood. “Neah, are you on your period?” Her nails sink a little deeper into my arm and blood rises to the surface. “I’ve....I’ve never had one.” she gasps I hadn't thought about it until now, but it hits me that she hadn’t had a period since she had been here and she should have done.

Her body had been so shut down and frail that its basic systems hadn't been working. And now, everything was falling back into place. Exactly how it should be.

“Is....” She squeezes my arm again. "Is it always this bad? “Come on, I can help you with the pain.”

I don’t let her walk this time, not letting it even be an option. Lifting her from the chair, I turn her quickly so that she doesn’t see the deep red blood that had leaked through her jeans.

Standing her in the shower, I turn the water on, letting it soak the both of us as I strip her from her clothes. She would dig her nails into me each time a new cramp ripped through her.

“Take your time.” I mutter, letting my lips graze hers.

Stepping out, I ran her a bath. I had enough experience to know the hot water would help ease the cramps and if it didn't. I always had my fingers. A good orgasm would usually do the trick.

Turning the water off, I hear her weeping. A hand pressed against the glass door as she sat in at the bottom. A steady amount of blood trickling from her pussy.

I move her from the shower to the hot bath, her skin almost sizzles as it hits the water and she lets out a little gasp “Move forward.” I mutter, pulling off my own wet clothes.

“It's...it's blood.”

“Do you think a little blood scares me?

She stares at me for a second and slides herself forward, allowing enough room for me to get in behind her.

She sits between my thighs, her back pressed.against my chest. Resting ray hand on her stomach, tx press down, massaging it. She was still sofnin that I could feel herc> cranes beneath the surface coming instwaves and crashing, onea fter the other.

Her hands grip my thighs, and once again, her nails pierce my skin as her whole body tenses. She lets out a whimper and I slide my hand down to cup her mound.

She grabs my arm with both hands. “What...what are you doing? “Easing the pain.” She doesn't let go. “But...”

I let the tip of a finger dip in between her folds, running it back and forth. “It doesn't have to be a bad thing.” I whisper in her ear. “Pain can be turned into pleasure.”

Her hands stay glued to my arm, preventing my fingers from getting in any further as she mulls over my words. “Do you trust me?” I ask while flicking my tongue over the mark on her neck. She doesn't answer, but her hands retreat into the water and rest on my thighs as she parts her legs a little more.

Pushing two fingers deep inside her, I curve them around to press against her sensitive clit. Her body tenses up again, but not in the same way it had been with the cramps.

Gently stroking her swollen clit, she pushes her hips up. thrusting herself against my hand “Slow.” I mutter to her. “It will help more.

Her back arches against my chest. She lets out soft moans as I continue to take my time. Sometimes it wasn’t about my needs, but about watching her, knowing that she will only ever be satisfied by me.

She throws her head back against me as I push a third finger in, she is tight as expected, though she responds well and clamps her thighs around my hand.

My name rolls-off of her tongue as she rocks het hips back and forth, splashingwater over the side of the tub, just 8s she spasms around miy fingers) A combination of her juices and-Btood trickle down over remy fingers. 4

She stills, her breathing heavy, her heartbeat running rampant.

“Better?”

“Uh huh.” She mutters in a strange voice

I could see the pink blush making its way up from her chest and over her neck, heading towards her face. I smile as I listen to her thoughts. “If you want me to fuck you, all you need to do is ask.”

Rinsing off in the shower, I press myself up against her, squashing her between me and the coo! tiles as my lips smashed against hers. She parts her lips a little to let my tongue in, allowing me to taste her.

My hard cock is already pressed up against her leg. she wraps her fingers around it, just like I had shown her. Her hand moves in a steady rhythm up and down my shaft. paying particular attention to the tip.

“You,” I mutter as I kiss her, “Are supposed to be taking it easy.” “Uh huh.” She mutters, pushing her breasts into me

We end up in the bottom of the shower with Neah straddling my legs as my cock pushes up against the front of her pussy.

Her blue eyestock on mine as she adjusts hersétf and starts sliding down myndick, Her mouth wide as-~ she takesin my full length. She. lets outa little growl as she adjusts.to me. Bsound I hadn't heard from her before. s

Guiding her hips, I encourage her to move up and down, slow and steady. letting her have complete control.

She was beautiful and she was mine.