Leaning against the door, feeling Sam's control slip away, I, too, struggled with my control. Blocking her lust from the men downstairs while I kept myself in check was a lot more of a challenge then it should have been. If it wasn't for her scent, her sweet ripe scent, that was so intoxicating was close to being unbearable. "You can do this Sam. You're strong, you can do this," Did she hear the weakness in my voice?

Letting out her own growl, which did not help matters at all. "I have never wanted to fuck so badly in my life," her head resting on her knees as she rocked.

It was time to get out of this room now. Standing at the door was not far enough. I could feel my control slipping away.. "I'm going to leave you alone. Lock the door so you can help yourself." I pushed off the door, quickly closing and locking the French doors then headed back to leave out the bedroom door. Keeping my eye on the goal, getting out of the room, the slight disturbance in the air gave me just enough warning to turn and catch Sam as she jumped at me.

Hands thrusting into my hair, legs wrapped around my waist as she attacked my mouth with hers. Lust, need, and desire: hers, the men down stairs, and my own slammed into me like a Mac truck.. Powerless to stop, I met her kiss with my own passion and need. I stumbled backwards from the assault and my own weakness, hitting the love seat brought me down with her body straddling my lap.

Moaning into my mouth, grinding against my now rock hard erection. Tongues entwined, tasting every bit of her. It took the last bit of strength I had to push her away. "Sam you need to concentrate. I, too, only have so much willpower." Watching her close her eyes I made the mistake of taking in her scent once more and that was all of the distraction Sam needed. When I loosened my grip, it gave her the chance to grab my shirt and pulled it out from my pants. Her hands on my skin jolted me back to what needed to be done. "That's it!" Standing up abruptly and hauled Sam over my shoulder. "Cold shower it is." The cold shower would help us both even though my weakness was what helped me grow stronger at that moment.

Cold water on full, adjusting my hold on Sam to put her back to my chest, then climbed into the shower. She gasped from the cold water, but the shock only lasted a millisecond before her ass started to move against my painful erection.

"Please, Lawrence," she begged, trying to turn in my arms.

"Sam please. Every man has his breaking point," I whispered into her ear. I tightened my grip with enough force that would most likely leave good size bruises tomorrow. All that I had heard about Sam over the days and from her reaction to being naked, taking this woman, no matter how badly her body wanted it would be divesting. "Deep breaths Sam. Close your eyes and think of an open area... Water. Imagine yourself at the beach looking out to the blue still water that goes for miles. You are there alone in this quiet but peaceful place. A soft warm breeze caresses over your body. The water is as still as glass. Everything is calm and peaceful."

"I can't!" she all but screamed, her frustration almost at melt down.

"Ok. OK, Shh. It's OK," I rubbed my cheek against hers in a calming and affectionate way. Moving one of my arms around her midsection I used the other to take her hand in mine. It has been many, many years since I had to help a new cub with the intense first few months of being changed and all the hormonal changes that came with it. Taking her hand in mine, starting at her hip moving it down and to the middle. "Spread your legs for me honey," I whispered, voice on the edge of a growl as my own needs increased. A whimper of anticipation came from Sam as their fingers reach her mound. Her body calmed the slightest amount as she spreads her legs. "Good girl," I purred then laid a kiss on her ear.

Taking her hand, guiding it down until a gasps escaped from her lips as her own fingers reached her swollen bud. Hips moving in timing with my hand that guided hers, it was only moments before her breath caught and sped up. "That's it. Let it go," My voice strained. I couldn't remember the last time I was on the verge of losing control like this, besides with my mate that passed over 40 years ago.

Head resting against my chest, lips parted, moaning getting louder and her hips and fingers moved faster. "Come for me Samantha," I commanded. A scream of pleasure ripped from her throat when her orgasm spilt over. Biting the side of my cheek, blood filled my mouth.

I had tightened my grip around her midsection as her knees gave out. We both stood in the cold water showering over our heads breathing heavy. Sam from her much needed release, and mine for control. Her sweet scent that whirled around us had my head spinning.

Clearing my throat. "You OK?" I asked.

SAM

Hanging my head low in shame, I whispered. "I'm so sorry," tears of embarrassment and self-loathing mix in with the cold water of the shower. Teeth chattered, goose bumps all down my body from the ice-cold water.

"Let's get you out of here," Lawrence leaned over to turn the water off. Grabbing a towel and wrapped it around my numb body. He lifted me with ease and carried me to bed, then grabbed another towel and dried my hair as I huddled in the first towel, teeth still chattering. "You've been through alot lately," his voice gentle with understanding. Lawrence tilted my face up wiping away the tears. "I'm going downstairs to empty your house, and tomorrow Jack and I will start to teach you how to block out what's not yours and keep what is to yourself."

After what just happened tomorrow was not soon enough, shaking my head, teeth still. "No. I need to start now," I said, voice small. I was so tired.

A shy smile played on his face. "Sam, you still need your rest. It has been seven days since you found out about us and what you are, and two of those days you were out cold. We all know you are fine now and to be more careful so you will be OK. I promise Sam, everything will work out. Get some rest and I will see you tomorrow," kissing my forehead, lingering there for a moment before leaving me alone in the room.

House quiet, I curled up under the covers and remembered that place I used to live in. That dark empty room I would retreat to after my family died. It was a dark lonely place, and I hated to go back there, but it seemed to be the lesser evil. I closed my eyes, letting the darkness consume me until I fell fast asleep.