Chapter 19: CHP.19-Timing is Everything

Zeke and I trained the whole afternoon. Throwing punches and wrestling with one another in an attempt to improve my fighting skills. Even Serenity ended up joining in, learning how to protect herself for the first time. Of course, she spared with Diesel and eventually Dion once Diesel had to go organize patrol groups. She seemed more comfortable today, joking with the rest of us as she learned how to punch.

Zeke and I were laughing as she managed to sock Dion right in the nose with a loud crunch. He also chuckled even as a river of blood flowed down his face from the injury. He was such a good sport, and if he happened to ever find a she-wolf to mate with I'm sure he would be the best father.

The day ended at sunset. Our bodies were sweaty and hungry from all the exercise we had done.

"Why don't we have a bonfire tonight?" Dion suggested as we all mentioned our levels of hunger.

"That sounds great!" I exclaimed as I looked to Zeke with pleading eyes.

"Yea, I'll get the cooks to set it up," he spoke to the group of us before lowering his head down to whisper in my ear, "and I'll meet you in the shower." He nipped my neck for effect before stalking off. Oh, meet in the shower we would.

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I sighed as the warm water ran through my hair. Washing away the dirt and grime that had built up from rolling on the ground all day. My shoulders hurt from all the exercise and I could only imagine how sore they would be tomorrow.

I quickly rubbed shampoo in my hair before rinsing. Lathering my hair in conditioner I jumped in fright when a different set of hands began to massage it in.

"What if I were some random wolf, hmm, you wouldn't even be able to stop me," Zeke spoke over the running water. I shrugged in response. It was true, I was too zoned-out to even hear him come in which wasn't ideal, but at the same time I knew he was purposefully trying to sneak up on me.

I stepped forward under the spray to rinse my hair, after reaching and grabbing the soap I turned around. Looking at Zeke his hooded eyes were lustful as he stared down at me. I smiled gently before rubbing the bar of soap over his skin, making sure to massage it in with my fingers. Not missing a single spot. He exhaled sharply as I wrapped my hand around his cock. Pumping it a few times, as he slowly grew more erect.

Continuing my hand downward I gently squeezed his balls, massaging them gently, I had to make sure it was clean after all. Zeke grunted at the feeling while his dick continued to grow harder, he was now fully erect. And as magnificent as ever. Dropping my hand I returned the soap, having already washed myself earlier.

I turned back to Zeke lifting myself onto my tiptoes before placing a small peck on his lips.

"See you at the bonfire." His face contorted into confusion as I moved to step out of the shower. Only to be yanked back in by the hips.

"No you don't, I'm not done with you." Zeke smashed his lips onto mine. The kiss was passion embodied as his lips moved against me. His tongue running across my lower lip before he bit down on it. The kiss ignited me, and I could feel my body heating from the junction between my legs.

My core growing wetter and not just from the shower. He inhaled the scent of my arousal, which was now filling the glass cube we were in before growling his approval.

"Turn around, hands on the wall." I moved quickly and without question, bending over to offer myself to him. He placed a hand on my shoulder pushing me down even further until I was basically parallel to the floor. Kicking my legs out he growled in delight.

"This, is the sexiest angle of you. All open and presented for me." He stuck an expletory finger inside me. My hot core greedily sucking him in. I moaned at the feeling as he slowly began to pump his finger before adding a second. His shallow movements perfectly hitting a spot inside me as he easily glided in and out.

He sped the pace of his fingers up, continuing to work me up, before pulling his fingers out and entering me in one smooth thrust. I moaned from the feeling of him entering me. The euphoric pleasure immediately overriding my senses.

"Fvck you're so wet today. So wet and all for me." Zeke groaned out, his breathing labored as he continued to pump into me. I couldn't do anything except moan from the pleasure he was providing. I could feel my canines begin to ache with the need to mark him, my wolf pushing my desire to do so.

Zeke increased the pace of his thrusts as I braced myself against the wall so that I did not collide with it. He reached to grab my hair before gently tugging it back, causing my back to arch more. The result was him reaching a deeper part inside me, which he nudged so perfectly. I could feel myself beginning to build, the need to finish becoming more prevalent as he continued his brutal pace.

I was hitting the peak, a few more pumps and I'd be there.

"I'm going to come." I breathed the words out, pushing the thoughts of marking him to the side. I wasn't going to make that decision during sex.

"Fvck yes, come around me, I want to feel it." I didn't need any more encouragement as I felt my release, my body tensing and my legs shaking as Zeke continued to fvck me hard from behind. The pleasure was blinding and all I could do was sit there and ride the wave while Zeke released himself inside me. He laid his head on my back and I felt him slowly grow soft inside me.

Pulling out he placed a gentle kiss on my spine and I decided I did want to mark him. I wanted him to be mine forever and I wanted everyone to know it.

"Let's get to that bonfire," Zeke pulled me from my thoughts, I would mark him later.

We were all laughing as Dion did his best impression of Nyx by the fire, even drawing a fake tattoo above his forehead with dirt. Nyx simply rolled his eyes at the sight. I had discovered that while Nyx didn't do much social interaction, he was fun and friendly to be around and I rather liked his company.

"Now, I prophesize, that by looking at this bowl of mushroom soup a shroom and a cook will come together to prepare it." Dion gazed into the bowl as if he was somehow receiving a message from it. I was barely keeping my laughter in as I didn't want to be rude. But it erupted from me when Nyx flung a spoon of said soup at Dion, hitting him square in the cheek.

Zeke released a low chuckle behind me as he watched the scene unfold. We were seated on the floor, him leaning on his hands and me leaning on him, my back pressed to his front. Serenity huddled in the corner with Diesel. Dion was opposite us next to Nyx and four other warrior wolves named Kyro, Elijah, Asher, and Micah decorated the campsite.

They were also howling with laughter as Dion tried to wipe the mushroom soup off his cheek. The night was clear and quite cold but the large bonfire before us provided more than enough warmth to keep us comfortable.

I felt my eyes close as I rested against Zeke. I cherished the feeling of warmth and safety, being surrounded by friends and the man I loved.

Wait.

Did I really think that? My wold certainly agreed with the idea. I almost nodded my head in realization. I did love him, I loved everything about him and not just cause I bored his mark.

Turning around I moved to straddle his lap, causing a few wolf whistles to be let out as the men saw my movement- oh the irony. Zeke smiled at me as we came face to face. His eyes drifting to my lips before he leant forward to softly press his against them. It was gentle and sentimental as he softly skimmed his lips against mine one last time before pulling away.

"I love you," I whispered the words, careful not to be heard over the loud jeers of the men who were now picking on Diesel. Zeke stopped moving. His eyes slightly widening as he stared at me. His lack of response was starting to make me anxious. But my anxiety was washed away when he rolled our body so that he was pressed on top of me.

"Are you serious?" Zeke whispered back at me. I nodded and smiled, releasing a low giggle at the ecstatic look on his face.

"Say it again." He demanded like a small child.

"I love you Zeke"

"I love you to Cecil. Fvck I loved you from the second you called me an asshole." He pressed his lips to mine again. This kiss was ferocious and filled with emotion. As we pushed all our love for one another into the kiss. Zeke ended the kiss before quickly standing to his feet, pulling me up with him.

"Gentlemen, we've had fun but unfortunately we must be going to bed. Goodnight." Zeke addressed the group before leading me back to the house. I shouted my goodbye and waved at the group as I was yanked away.

We stumbled into the bedroom, our lips not wanting to disconnect from one another. Only temporarily parting to gently remove an item of clothing. Our bodies collapsed onto the mattress, Zeke's large and topless form smothering mine as he moved to pepper kisses onto my neck. Slightly skimming his lips over his mark before continuing his assault on the column of my throat.

I could feel myself beginning to heat up with arousal. Every kiss he placed on my skin felt like a small flame that only added to the fire burning inside me. I tugged his hair, desperate to reconnect our lips before I rolled him over so that my body was on top. Moving my lips downward I laid nibbles and kisses along his neck, reaching the juncture between his shoulder I kissed it gently.

That was where I would place my mark.

I continued my lips further south, not wanting to rush the moment. Tonight was about him. I frequently recalled him being between my legs and decided today I would be between his. I had never done it before but I shoved away my anxiety as I continued my path to my destination. Laying kisses down randomly as I went.

I gently tugged at the button of his pants, popping it open and peeling away the zip. I managed to maneuver his pants down to his mid-thigh, with a little butt wiggling from him of course. His shape could be seen through his black boxers. He was definitely very hard. Leaning forward I placed an open mouth kiss on the tip of him. His intake of breath at the action suggested he liked that.

Feeling more confident that I could do this I slowly tugged his boxers down, freeing him.

Only for a loud knock to be heard at the door.

"Fuck off!" Zeke shouted, I nearly giggled as I grabbed him in my hand, feeling the skin run down my palm as I gently tugged him.

Another knock sounded on the door, this one more aggressive. Zeke released an absolutely menacing growl, before gently moving me to the side. Quickly pulling his pants up as he threw open the door.

"Someone better be dead or dying!" He growled out as a very nervous looking Dion appeared in the doorway.

"How about more females?"

Zeke turned to face me as I felt my eyes widen.

Oh shit.