Chapter 46: Forty-six.

Colt and Elijah were hot, and really rather sweaty the following morning. They were lying in Elijah's large bed only partially covered by a tangle of sheets, that were twisted every which way imaginable, wrapping around knees and ankles while still being partly over Colt's hip and Elijah's stomach, as the pair were lying in each other's arms, their ragged breathing fighting to settle in their post orgasmic bliss. It had been a very energetic night.

Colt was lazily stroking her hand back and forth across Elijah's light dusting of chest hair, as his throat grumbled in approval, at the action. He was enjoying every sensation that was hitting his body, and he didn't want any of it to end.

"Little Bird, we have a problem." Elijah said, while pulling her closer against himself.

"No." Colt replied, getting the wrong idea. "Elijah, if we have anymore sex I won't be able to walk." She laughed, only half joking.

"Really?" he smirked. "Well in that case, I may have found the solution to my problem." he smiled and shifting quickly on top of her, he began placing feather light kisses along her collar bone - a particular weakness of hers, he was overjoyed to discover.

Half moaning in delight and half laughing, Colt reluctantly began to half heartedly swat Elijah away from herself, as she tried to wriggle free of his grasp.

"How have you still got juice in the tank, Elijah? Stop it!" she shrieked as he began to tickle her as well.

"My Love, you just offered up sex as a solution to my problems, of course there's juice in the tank." He teased, nipping her neck lightly as her breathing started getting heavier again.

"And how do you figure that?" she asked, pushing him back a bit more forcefully this time, in an attempt to quell her intensifying lust. "You haven't even told me what this problem is."

With a huff Elijah lifted himself partially off of Colt, just onto his elbows, high enough so he could enjoy the view of his mate, but low enough to keep her securely trapped underneath him. "Because, Little Bird. I have decided I can never let you leave, and if you can't walk..." he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Then all my dreams come true." He finished, before resuming his torturous path of nips and kisses across her neck.

But Colt had stiffened slightly, and pushing him back her smile didn't quite reach her eyes as she said, "But you're unaware of one important detail, you see," she said walking her fingers across his chest, "I have to pee." She finished, shrugging beneath him.

Elijah laughed, resting his head momentarily on top of Colt's as the wind was taken out of his sails. "Fine. But this isn't over." he said, and climbed of her allowing her up.

His eyes were glued to her body as she elegantly skipped into the ensuite and closed the door. But, he didn't like hearing the lock click into place as she did so. So, in his head he managed to counted to three before he was bounding over to the door that lead to the master bath and paused outside. Elijah wanted to go inside. But, Colt was obviously wanting privacy. Then again, she was his mate, and shouldn't need privacy from him. But, he thought she might be offended if he joined her. He stood deliberating what he should do, past the flush of the toilet, and the sound of the taps, not fully noticing at first, as the sound of the shower began to rattle through the door.

Meanwhile, Colt smiled enjoying the liquid heat that was pouring over her body as she heard Elijah begin to pace outside the door. Stallker she thought with a smile as the small room began to fill with thick steam. She cleaned herself off from all the fun of the night, and thoroughly enjoyed washing her hair under the powerful jets of Elijah's shower. When she was satisfied she stepped out of the shower and wrapped one of Elijah's big black fluffy towels around her body, preparing to step outside and face a potentially grumpy Elijah, who she could hear, was still outside standing sentinel.

When she opened the door the steam poured out into Elijah's face. Allowing Colt to nimbly duck around him and head over towards her small suitcase to gather some clothes, before he could apprehend her and leave her, no doubt, needing another shower.

Elijah felt Colt move past him rather than see her in the smog of warm moist air that left the bathroom, and hit him unexpectedly in the face. When he turned to scold her though, for taking so long, he was at a loss. She was bent over picking out a scrap of lace disguised as panties, as his towel, which in his opinion had never looked so good, slid up her damp thighs, and suddenly he was completely lost for words. He had fully intended to drag her screaming back to bed, in a good way of course. But, now he wanted to see the pure whit fabric against her milky skin. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and he was stuck in place, transfixed as he watched her dry herself off and get dressed. She had put on a knee length flowing creamy coloured skirt and matched it with a red off the shoulder peasant top, over a very seductive red and white lacy strapless bra, that made his mouth water. He had never before been so seduced by watching a woman put clothes on, rather than taking them off. It was confusing to him, but there she was, before he knew it, radiantly looking around the room for something, and calling his name, in that beautiful sing song voice of hers.

"Earth to Elijah!" Colt called, louder this time adding a finger snap for good measure.

Suddenly Elijah jumped, and shook off his trance. Clearing his throat he answered, "Yes, yes. Sorry. What did you say?"

Colt laughed and couldn't help but walk over to him sweetly, planting a kiss on the edge of his jaw as he enjoyed inhaling her fresh clean smell.

"Do you know how amazingly beautiful you are, Litle Bird?" He asked sincerely.

"Well, now. That may well be what you think, Elijah. But if you dont tell me where to connect my hair dryer to a power socket then I will end up having wild, uncontrollable hair when I face your little sister for the second time." She laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck as she moved into his embrace for a second, standing on her tip toes to give him another kiss. "And, I would very much like to not disappoint her again. She's a force to be reckoned with it seems." she added smiling. "And, thank you."

Elijah laughed at Colt's appraisal of Nora, feeling pride swell in his chest at the warmth coming from Colt's voice, as she spoke of the youngest lady in his life. He momentarily nuzzled into her neck, trying to commit her scent to memory. Although it was already something he would never forget.

"Behind the drawers, Little bird." he sighed, knowing she would step back now.

Colt kissed Elijah again, briefly before skipping over to find the socket and proceeding to dry her hair. By the time she was finished, her silky black locks were cascading gently down to the lower half of her back, and Elijah had returned and dressed from his own shower. Opting for a cold one, instead of warm though.

He smiled at the beautiful woman he was lucky enough to call a mate, and walked across to his bedside cabinet. "I have something for you." he said, suddenly feeling nervous.

"Really?" Colt asked, "But, you didn't know I would be here."

"True," Elijah said as he pulled a long velvet box out of the drawer. "But, I erm, I had it made a while ago, and erm, I guess, I want to give it to you now?" He asked, as his nerves over took him, and he thrust the box towards her.

Colt took the velvet box, gently looking up at Elijah. "Thank you, Handsome." she smiled.

"You haven't seen it yet." he shrugged.

"I already love it, it's from you" she said by way of an explanation, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing herself against him in an attempt to calm his nerves.

Elijah smiled as he pulled her closer to him, holding her against his body as he revelled in the soft heat that radiated from her.

"Open the gift, Little Bird." he smiled against her hair.

Colt retracted her arms from Elijah's neck and turned in his embrace without leaving it, so she was stood with her back to his front as his large forearms crossed over her stomach, holding her close, with his chin resting on her shoulder.

Colt gingerly opened the box, trying to contain her excitement to look inside. The long narrow box was lined with delicate black silk, and pinned inside was a delicate chain, with a pendant consisting of two intertwining paws, one wolf and one wildcat. The pale shining metal gleamed up at her, and adorning the paws just on the upper left was a single blue sapphire, in the shape of a heart.

"Oh, Elijah." Colt whispered. "It's stunning." She said trailing the metal lightly with her fingers.

"You like it?" Elijah asked, nervously.

Colt carefully closed the box to protect the necklace and turned back to Elijah with tears in her eyes. Wrapping her arms around him she whispered, "It's stunning. It's so beautiful." before the tears started to slide down her cheeks and she tried to kiss Elijah.

But, concerned Elijah pulled away from Colt's kiss, "What's wrong?" He asked wiping her tears. "You're upset, what did I do?" he asked confused.

"What?" Colt asked, "No." she laughed, the tears still flowing. "I'm happy. These are happy tears, Elijah."

"Happy tears?" He asked warily.

"Yes." she smiled, "Like the kind people shed at weddings, or when a child is born. Or you know, your mate puts a lot of effort into getting you a very, very thoughtful pretty gift, and you really really like thoughtful, pretty things?" She suggested, gently rubbing at the creases on his face as he thought about it all. "Elijah, will you kiss me already!" She demanded, with a sigh.

Elijah laughed briefly at this before meeting Colt's mouth with his own. He felt then, not just their bond but Colt actively pouring all her love into that kiss. It wasn't rushed or full of fervour. It wasn't full of the promises the night would bring either, but it was steady, and strong, it felt eternal. She felt as though she was connecting them on a much deeper level, with just a kiss it was like their souls were physically touching as their bodies held fast against one another and their hearts began to beat in a synchronised pattern. If heaven was a kiss, Elijah thought, Then this is it. Feeling full to bursting of pure love and happiness.

Colt pulled apart from the kiss, looking up at the man she had fallen in love with, against all odds and she smiled at him, "Would you put it on me please?" she asked.

"What?" Elijah asked confused, making Colt laugh.

"The necklace, Balto." she said, teasing him.

"Oh, right. Of course." He answered, taking the box from her to put the chain on her.

As she lifted her hair and he caught sight of her slender delicate neck he paused, then he quickly fastened the chain about her neck and proceeded to kiss her lightly on the delicate piece of skin that was usually concealed by her hair, swearing to himself by the time the day was over, there wouldn't be an inch of her skin, left that he hadn't kissed, and feeling pleased by the shiver it elicited from her.

"Happy, Little Bird?" he asked.

Colt smiled and leaned against him, letting her long black hair drop down. "I am almost one hundred percent happy, Elijah." she sighed, contentedly.

"Only almost?" He asked, with an arched eyebrow.

On cue, Colt's stomach began to loudly object at not having had the attention it required. Making them both laugh.

"Ah, I see." Elijah remarked. "Breakfast it is then, Little Bird." he said as he led Colt protesting from the room.

"But, shoes Elijah! I don't have any shoes on yet." she said, pulling against him as she laughed.

Elijah, abruptly stopped and looked at Colt's bare feet. Then shrugging he hauled her up and over his shoulder, enjoying the feeling of her naked thighs under her skirt, where he was locking her in place with his hands. "No shoes, no problem." he said to her playfully, as she shrieked in protest at being hauled around upside down.

"Elijah Lupus! You put me down. Right Now!" she demanded, not nearly as annoyed as she was pretending to be.

"Not a chance!" he remarked, slapping her ass playfully as he carried her down the stairs. "Besides I like the view." he commented as Colt felt him unashamedly lift her skirt further to look at her ass.

"Elijah! Behave!" she shrieked, as his free hand slid up to knead her backside.

"Nope, don't want to." he said as he playfully turned his head and lightly bit her just below her panty line on her butt cheek.

Colt had enough though, and with a deep breath pulled herself upright, so she was no longer helplessly upside down and exposed.

"Stop it. Now." she remarked seriously.

Elijah froze at her tone of voice. "What's wrong now? I'm only playing." He asked frustrated.

"And, it was funny, at first." Colt said wriggling until Elijah began to lower her to the ground. "But,"

"But, what?" Elijah asked, miffed his playing had been stopped.

"But, there is an eight year old girl in this house, and you are parading my ass around in the air, with no thought of what would happen if she saw you!" Colt whispered yelled.

"Shit!" Elijah said, holding his hands up. "Nora. Shit, I totally forgot." he said, rubbing his hands on his face. "Shit, it's after ten. I haven't made her breakfast." He muttered, feeling guilty.

Colt sighed, "You were supposed to make her breakfast?" Colt blurted out, annoyed. "Come on, let's go find her." Colt snapped at Elijah, pissed at him for having forgotten, and annoyed at herself for not asking, and presuming she was already taken care of.