86. Making Love.

86. Making Love.
Raelyn’s pov

It was strange; I had never craved anyone as I am craving Torin. Even when we first met, I felt like being close to him.

We pretended to be friends, yet we kept finding excuses to touch each other.

And I had assumed, stupidly, that sex with Torin would be similar to how it was with Dylan.

But it couldn’t be more different.

It felt so different to me that it almost felt like an entirely different activity. Not to sound cliché, but with Dylan it was sex; with Torin it’s making love.

I thought I’d have more issues. I was scared my trauma would resurface or something would make me want to stop.

But instead, after having that moment with Torin, I just wanted to do it all over again and again and again.

Not just because I wanted to mark Torin too.

That part actually scared me a bit, because I didn’t want to hurt Tor. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to only shift my teeth. I mean, it sounds really weird.

But Siyo said it would come naturally.

And I trust her.

I have no reason to trust her, but I do. Completely. Which is kind of scary, because I don’t trust easily.

But I know she has my back; I know she’ll protect me, and she’ll protect Torin. She cares for him. I can feel it.

I wish she would tell me more, but I’m not sure if she has all the answers or if she has just been told enough to send me on the right path.

‘I do not have all the answers, human. I wish I did.’

Torin began helping me undress, as I had asked, and soon I stood in front of him naked.

“Goddess, you’re beautiful, dimples.”

I smiled at him, eager to feel him inside of me again.

But it seems like Torin had different plans. “We might not have much time, but I wanted to make you come first.”

Instead of waiting for me to lie down, Torin picked me up and placed me on his shoulder. His room in the packhouse might have high ceilings, but this hotel room did not, and I almost bumped into the ceiling.

“Tor!” Sometimes that man forgets how tall he truly is.

Torin chuckled and decided maybe the bed was the best option. After skillfully and very quickly giving me several orgasms, I told Torin it was enough.

I think he just likes to see me come undone. Or maybe he’s trying to set a record. But we don’t have much time, and I don’t want his mother coming back here and walking in on us mid-marking.

“Your turn to lay down,” I said, trying to sound confident and sexy. But in reality, I was a bit worried.

I’m not used to being on top.

But Siyo just very bluntly informed me it’s the easiest position to mark your mate. I was kind of worried he might faint, like I did when he marked me. And although Siyo was sure he wouldn’t, I figured better safe than sorry. If Torin were to faint, I’d rather he didn’t do it while on top of me.

Torin lay down, already hard as he watched me climb on top of him.

He must have seen how nervous I was, because he smiled at me. “You look so good, Rae. I can’t wait to feel you slide down on me.”

His confidence in me helped, and I positioned myself above him. Taking him in my hand and then slowly lowering down.

God, or I should say Goddess now, I guess, it felt good.

First I was a bit shy, placing myself against his chest, letting Torin set the pace with his hands on my hips. But then the urge to take control took over, and I sat up straight, riding my mate until I orgasmed for the fifth time.

I couldn’t just see how much Torin wanted me and loved me; I could feel it.

When I leaned forward, he took my breast into his mouth, and I found another reason why I liked this position.

‘You don’t have much time,’ Siyo reminded me. Which I needed, because I was lost in the moment.

Everything felt so good, I couldn’t think. Every move felt instinctual.

“Can you sit?” I asked Torin, and he pressed himself up.

This was the most intimate I had ever been with someone. It felt like we were hugging and having sex at the same time.

I moved against Torin, waiting until I felt myself close to my orgasm. As soon as I did, I felt my teeth changing. It was a weird feeling, but not painful at all.

“Mark me, make me yours.” Torin said huskily, repeating the words I had spoken to him less than a day ago.

‘There,’ Siyo helped me decide which area to bite into.

I hesitated at first, never having bitten into someone.

“You’re not hurting me, dimples. Just bite me. I can handle it.” Torin told me, so I did. I bit into his neck, my sharp canines making way for the rest.

The weirdness of it all was soon replaced by the best orgasm in the world. My eyes rolled back, and for a second I was scared I would lose consciousness again.

Thankfully, I didn’t, and when I came down from that mind-blowing orgasm, I stared into my mate’s eyes.

‘Hey,’ Torin said.

“Hey,” I spoke back.

‘I feel you,’ He said, and then I realized his mouth wasn’t moving.

‘You’re still inside of me,’ I joked, using our mindlink for the first time.

He laughed out loud, “We should take a shower. But Raelyn, I can feel your emotions now.”

I got up from Torin, my legs wobbly, feeling like I was drunk.

‘Your body is adjusting,’ Siyo explained. ‘You are now more powerful than you have ever been. Stronger than anyone.’

That was kind of scary, but I decided to table that for now and take a shower first.

“I feel really strong, like stronger than I did when I was an alpha.” Torin admitted to me in the very small shower.

I laughed nervously, “I guess I have a special wolf.” Torin had fallen for me when I was so different. A fragile human, a woman stuck in an abusive marriage.

He was an alpha, and now he wasn’t. And now I was someone strong. The strongest, as Siyo said. Could he handle that?

‘Don’t you feel it? Torin and Gunnar love us.’ Siyo reassured me.

‘Gunnar?’

‘His wolf,’ Siyo explained. It made sense he wasn’t really named after Torin’s dad. But I was surprised he had a name at all.

I did feel his love, but I still felt unsure how Torin would feel about the change in our dynamics. Would it damage his ego knowing I was stronger?

Torin touched my back, drawing my attention back to him. “That was amazing, Rae. You’re amazing.”

“Your wolf’s name is Gunnar,” I blurted out, trying to change the subject.