Chapter 37

Fresh and clean after his shower, Noah dressed in clothes that were new, realizing that Betty had abandoned him and chosen a different man, not wanting Noah. He walked out of the packhouse; the gravel crunching under his boots. Through the window, he watched as Kathy shed her bra and panties, then quickly moved beneath the blanket, but he quickly averted his eyes. The sounds of moans and groans coming from the bedroom excited Noah, leading him to undo his pants and reveal his erection.

The more Noah hears Kathy's voice, the more intense his pleasure becomes, each sound adding to his arousal. To avoid detection by the couple, he has to cover his mouth with his shirt to contain his moans. Noah reached his peak, and his release splattered against the wall beneath the window. He quickly departed without cleaning up, tucking himself back in his pants to avoid being caught. In the middle of the night, Kathy wakes up because she has to use the bathroom as she gets out of the bed, slowly walks into the bathroom, and turns on the light and closes the door. While she was doing her business, she felt sticky not even thinking of turning on the water to take a quick shower. Kathy is still half-sleep, gets into the shower and starts to wash up, brain clicks then realizes she had sex for the first time with Anthony, blushing deep red and putting her head on the wall.

Max saw his chance as Anthony slept, and he pulled back the covers, only to see that Kathy wasn't there and there was a bloodstain on the sheets. Max heard the rush of the shower, and knew Kathy was hidden behind the closed curtain, so he decided to get out of bed. He opened the bathroom door, the cold air immediately brushing against his skin as he walked toward the shower, and then stepped behind her. As Kathy backed away from the water, she bumped into something solid, and upon turning, she saw Anthony.

“Anthony?”

“No, Anthony is in deep sleep. Plus, it’s my turn to have fun with you,”

“Max, we can’t. Anthony will see everything we are doing,”

“You don’t think about how I feel when I see everything you two doing,”

Max's kiss left her breathless, and she could feel herself becoming aroused again as she glanced down and saw his arousal. She hesitated, wanting to touch it, but fear held her back, yet she knew she had to proceed.

Max gently reached out, his fingers curling beneath Kathy’s chin, tilting her face upwards to meet his gaze. Leaning closer, he brought his lips to her ear, his breath warm against her skin as he whispered, “Even if you try to ignore me, I’ll always be here—waiting for my moment.”

“Um…Max, can I see your ears?”

“My ears?”

“Yes, please and I want to touch them,”

Max closed his eyes, and as his wolf's ears popped up, Kathy reached up and started to rub them, hearing a soft moan. Max's ears feel incredibly soft to the touch.

“Stop, I can’t take it anymore, it’s going to drive me crazy if you keep doing that,”

He reached behind her and turned off the water, droplets glistening on their skin. With a gentle, yet possessive motion, Max opened the shower door, the cool air brushing against their warmth. In one fluid movement, he scooped her up into his arms, carrying her effortlessly out of the steamy haze. Kathy clung to him, heart fluttering, anticipation sparking through her veins. Max crossed the threshold into the bedroom and, with a playful smirk, tossed her onto the rumpled bedspread.

He pulled her legs close to the edge and placed them on his shoulder, allowing her to feel vulnerable and exposed. As Kathy sat up to cover herself, Max's hands quickly moved to remove them.

“No, Max, I didn’t shower,” Kathy protested, her cheeks flushed, torn between embarrassment and the heady thrill of his touch.

Max paused, his golden eyes locking with hers, a mischievous glint aglow in their depths. “Does that matter?” he murmured, his voice low and teasing. He leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. “You’re perfect as you are.”

Kathy’s breath caught. Her nerves danced beneath her skin as she tried to steady herself. The vulnerability of the moment was softened by the gentleness in Max’s gaze. He traced a slow, reassuring line down her arm, grounding her in the present.

“I just…” she started, but the words faded, her hesitation dissolving under the warm press of his hands. The world outside the room slipped away, leaving only the electric space between them—charged with longing, discovery, and trust.

Max's actions caused Kathy to recoil at first, but he persisted in playing with her clitoris, keeping her in place. Kathy felt that familiar pressure building up once more than he inserted his fingers and found that sensitive spot while pleasuring her clitoris. He pushed one of her legs open, sliding his tongue inside while teasing her with his fingers, bringing her to the brink of climax without allowing her to release. He halted just before Kathy could orgasm, rose to his feet, and then leaned over towards her on the bed.

“Get on all fours and turn around,” he commanded. Now in this new position, she clutched the sheet while he was proceeding slowly.

“Max, I want more,”

“Be patient,”

Max began to moan more quickly and intensely while Kathy screamed his name, craving more, yet desperately wanting to release the mounting pressure. Max is pumping inside her while her hips move on their own, then he begins to play with her hard nipple. He pushed her back down with his hand to go deeper. Max kept shaming her repeatedly until she reached her breaking point and was finally released. He felt himself picking up speed and intensity, repeatedly hitting her cervix hard, causing her to scream his name. Max is conscious of the fact that he has maneuvered her into a position where she is reaching down to stimulate her clitoris.

“I am about to cum,”

“Hold on just a little bit longer," he whispered.

Kathy felt she was going to release really soon all over their bed. The rhythmic thud of the bed against the wall echoed through the room.

“I'm… about to cum,” yelled Kathy

Max increased his pace as Kathy reached a powerful orgasm, causing her legs to tremble and him to climax inside her before pulling out. Out of breath, Kathy fell to her side, and Max hurried to the bathroom for a cloth to help her, then returned to the bed. He pulled her close, the scent of his cologne filling her senses, and whispered in her ear.

"I'm sorry if I caused you any pain,"

"No, you didn't! I'm loving it."

“We will be doing that action once more,”

Kathy, with a yawn, closed her eyes, and the world around her began to blur as she drifted off to sleep. Anthony, though seeing and feeling through Max's eyes, was too exhausted to speak; he would wait until the morning.