Chloe's POV

I roll over, disentangling myself from the sheets as I perch up on my elbow. I come face to face with Alex, and I don't miss the way his eyebrows lower as he takes in my sullen face. Just rolling over has me gasping for breath but I ignore it as I use my energy to glower at him.

"What do you want?" I grit out , hating how hoarse my voice sounds. Alex's eyes focus on mine and I watch his eyes leak confusion at my words.

"Did you not hear what I said?" The way he asks it, it's almost as if he doesn't know whether to be upset or relieved.

"I heard what you said, asshole," I mutter rolling my eyes. I try to ignore the way my words make his eyes flash in hurt, until it's concealed in steely resolve that has me curious. "But what do you want. Nothing in this world comes free."

Alex frowns before answering, "I told you what I want. When you reject me, be gentle."

"Sorry to burst your bubble, hotshot, but I won't be rejecting you, sadly." I feel my heart warm at the relief that floods his face making me cringe inwardly as I continue. "So, what do you want?In return for your....." I pause, pursing my lips struggling to find a word that fits his proposal. "Kindness." I finish, squinting my eyes at him. Alex takes a moment to settle down on the floor, tilting his head as he studies me, but doesn't answer my question. Instead he gives me one of his own.

"You know werewolves aren't as...sexually mature as other species, until they find their Mate. So tell me Chloe, what do you like?" I gawk at him, surprised that even though he's openly discussing being a virgin and having no experience, the words go straight to my cock having me rock hard in seconds. Before I can even answer him, he raises his body to stand, asking me another question. "Do you have any toys?" And though he asks quietly, I don't miss the huskiness his voice tries to hide, quickly forgetting that he avoided my question.

Something is bothering me, though, so I grab his arm to get his attention, moaning at the sparks that erupt with the contact, his eyes darkening and his muscles become strained in an effort to hold back.

"Your wolf." I whisper, apprehensive as ever, scared to ask but terrified all the same not to know. "Is he ok with this? Will he hate me?" Even though I shouldn't care, I can't help the fear that shoots through me at the thought of his wolf despising me.

Alex looks down at me, his gaze softening, what he's thinking, however, is still hidden by that guarded expression. "His name is Tobias. And of course he won't hate you. If anything he hates me for not giving him control." He leans down until his face hovers over mine, his lips coming to brush my ear. "He wants to fuck you as a Wolf so then it's all him that's making you scream, but tonight? Tonight it's all me. Now don't make me ask again, Chloe, do you have any toys?" I point to the chest at the foot of my bed, clothes suddenly seems stuffy and in the way, though it's only a pair of shorts and a tank top that cover my body.

I watch Alex with hooded eyes as he walks to the foot of my bed, leaning down to pop open my trunk. I hold my breath, scared of his reaction due to his flowered state, but when his eyes catches the contents of the chest and raise to meet mine, I shiver at the look of raw hunger in his eyes. He picks up something from the chest, keeping his heated gaze on mine. What he took from the chest, I have no idea, I'm too busy drooling over the clear fight that shows in his gaze between wolf and man to pay any attention.

   As he slowly comes up the side of the bed, he puts whatever he grabbed from the box onto the sheets and beckons me from the bed. With wobbly knees that get sturdier the more I drink in Alex's arousal, I crawl out of the bed slowly, swaying my hips in a way that pulls a low growl from Alex. As my bare feet hit the floor, Alex takes a seat on the edge of the bed, leaning forward on his elbows as he watches me.

   "Strip." He says lowly and I bite back a moan at the newfound command in his voice that's driving me wild with a sudden need to obey. And I do. I make sure to give his a show as I shimmy down my shorts, bending over at the waist slowly as I pull my feet from them before casting them aside. My shirt is just long enough to cover my straining erection, though it does little to hide it. His burning gaze trails up my legs slowly, and I don't miss how, for a second, Tobias shines through with black eyes as he take in my body clearly for the first time. Once Alex is brought back, and his eyes are back to its deep dark brown, I tug my shirt over my head, smirking when I remember my decision to go commando today.

   A wild growl reaches my ears and the next thing I know, my back has hit the bed, my body spread enticingly, and I finally see what Alex pulled from the chest. Padded leather cuffs. My body shivers violently at the anticipation as he binds both of my wrists and ankles to my bed. Seemingly satisfied with my open position, he rounds my spread body, his gaze burning me in a way that has my back arching off the bed. 

   "Beautiful." He whispers huskily, reaching the space in between my legs. He stands in front of me as he gives his own show of discarding his clothes. His shirt is the first to go, and in it's absence, Alex muscles ripple and flex seductively, taunting me for being too far to reach. To touch. My mouth waters at the way his arms and stomach tighten as he removes his jeans and briefs in one swift movement and my eyes roll once I see the long thick shaft standing proudly between his legs. His right hand comes up to lightly grip his glistening erection, and though he may be new at this, there's no hesitation in this movements making this encounter all the more sexy.

   "Tell me what you like." Alex commands, his hand tightening on his cock when his eyes follow my tongue that boldly escapes my mouth to moisten my lips. His growl pulls my eyes up to his own mouth and finally his eyes that hold amusement, though his face is as blank as ever.

   My lips can't hold on to the whine that escapes my lips at the look of lust and longing that hugs his gaze. His lips pull up in a faint smirk, but my body is too hungry for his touch to care for my desperation at the moment. I can curse him later. After he makes my body sing.

   "Speak up, pup." Though seemingly misplaced, the pet name has me moaning, pulling against the restraints to touch. To taste. "You like that don't you? I bet under all that anger and bitterness your just a soft weak little princess, aren't you, pup." My body and I are going to have a long discussion after today. Even though he phrased them as a question, his words are pure statements and the way they make my body beg, whine and writhe has me dumbfounded.

And I try my best to pay attention to the sexual tension in the air and not the way my heart flutters at the nicknames. The last thing I did is for either of us to be getting ideas.

   "I need...I need....please." My pleading doesn't even make sense, but starving yourself for a week can do that to you. Nevertheless, Alex seems to understand that I need him. Using the chest's cushioned top as a pillow for his knees as he bends over the edge of the bed, his face coming so close to my aching and now dripping cock, that his breath kisses it making me twitch and moan.

   "I'll take care of you, pup. Just relax." And with those words, Alex brings his right hand to grip my dick softly, my hips flying off the bed to try and thrust into his hand with a deep throaty moan, the one touch making me wanting to shoot my load. His left hand calms my hips, convincing them to meet the bed once more, the grip hard enough to stop them from flying up again.

   "Be a good boy, pup, and tell me how you like it. I'll take care of the rest." His words and the way his eyes eat me alive has my body shaking in need. His hand finds my erection again, his grip still loose as if waiting for instruction.

   "Tighter." I moan, cursing him for holding me down, but the thoughts soon flee my mind as his warm hand grips tighter around my cock making precum spill out of my tip, my gaze gong hazy.

   "What else, Chloe? What do you want?" The words seem like they hold a double meaning but my mind is too caught up in his predatory gaze to catch on.

   "Move, please!" I beg and he grants my wish, his tight grip slides up and down my cock in a slow tantalizingly pace that has my hips trying to buck and my eyes seeing stars.

   "Fagsh." My next plea gets scrambled on my lips as his fingers graze my tip shooting pleasure through my body and my toes curling.

   "What was that, princess? I didn't quite catch it." Between his hand slowly stroking me, his fingers teasing my tip, his tight grip on my hips, his pet names and his voice I'm on sensory over load, but before I can ask for his hand to go faster, his hot wet muscle slips from his mouth and licks up the precum that has gathered on my tip.

  This is my undoing, my balls draw up and my cock explodes shooting cum all over my chest, back arching off the bed and into his hands. As I come down from my high, my eyes struggle to focus on his smirk that holds his lips.

   "Now it's time for the real fun."

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First Sexual Encounter. Looks like Alex is getting some back bone. Both are finding new sides to themselves they never knew existed. And Chloe is starting to get lost in the boundaries.

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