Chapter 52 Fifty-Two
Danica sat alone outside on the training grounds, staring up at the night sky. The moon was almost full, a sign that soon she would finally shift to her wolf form for the first time since she discovered that she wasn't actually human. A tingle of anticipation and fear ran through her as the reality of the whole thing hit her. With Martha's passing, she had no time to think about it at all.
It had already been a week since Martha's death—a long agonizing week of constantly reminding herself that the woman who was her only family was truly gone. During the week, Mason had been a saint, allowing her space and not taking offense at her cold shoulder and need to be alone.
"You should have a jacket." Came Mason's voice just as a coat was draped around her shoulders.
Turning, Danica gave him a small smile and said, "Thanks." She didn't know when he had arrived, but his presence was soothing.
"Are you ready for your first official change?" Mason asked, sitting down on the ground beside Danica. "Nervous?"
Danica shook her head. "I think after two no-changes, a change won't be so bad."
"That's the spirit." Mason chuckled, draping an arm around her shoulders.
Leaning in, Danica inhaled deeply, taking in the scent and warmth that was Mason. She would never tell him, but it was his presence alone that kept her sane as she mourned the loss of her adoptive mother. She felt that if he hadn't been there to anchor her, she may have turned entirely into a dark being.
Even though she had managed to snap out of it the night Martha died, that didn't mean that when she really began to lose herself, she didn't feel the being trying to take control again. And with each passing day, she could feel it pacing and waiting, its anger boiling to new levels, wanting to kill and kill and kill until its grief was consumed by hate and blood.
"Will you be changing with me?" Danica asked, trying to distract herself from her slipping thoughts. "It has been a while since I've seen you in wolf form."
"Is my wolf that enticing?" Mason smirked.
"Maybe..." Danica responded, feeling her mood begin to lift.
Smirking, Danica went to kiss Mason on the cheek, only for Mason to quickly turn his head, allowing her lips to touch his instead. Giggling, she deepened the kiss, deciding that it was the least she could do to reward Mason for being so patient for the past few days.
"Should we head inside?" Mason asked, pulling away and flashing a smile.
"Can you ever think of anything other than sex?" Danica asked, swatting at Mason's shoulder playfully.
"Sure, but only when my enchanting mate isn't in front of me." Mason said, standing up.
Holding out a hand, he waited for Danica to grab it so he could pull her to her feet.
"Let's go back." Danica said, quirking a smile.
"Yes, maam."
Smiling bigger, Mason scooped Danica into a princess carry and hurried back towards their shared room. From how quickly he was moving, Danica could tell that the poor guy was feeling deprived and that there was a good chance he wouldn't allow her to sleep that evening.
Once back in the room, Mason didn't waste any time yanking Danica's clothes off and pushing her down onto the couch; it seemed that he was too impatient to bother making his way to the bed, which ultimately was fine since Danica also couldn't control the need that had built up within her.
Laying temptingly on the couch, Danica watched as Mason pulled his shirt off, revealing the perfect plains of his body, which she loved so much, before pulling off his pants and boxers, leaving him standing completely bare in front of her.
"How is it that you look so perfect?" Danica asked, licking her lips as she took the time to appreciate each and every smooth line, dip, and curve. "It just isn't fair."
"The perfect one is you." Mason countered as he let his gaze travel along her body.
"Come here." She ordered, holding out her arms.
Obliging Mason leaned in, kissing Danica as his naked body pressed against hers. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him closer, as if she could meld their bodies together if she were to hold him tight enough.
"Relax." Mason murmured, catching onto Danica's desperateness. "I'm not going anywhere."
Moving his mouth from hers, Mason began to trail kisses along her jaw, down her neck, to her chest, and along her belly before finally finding his way between her legs. Letting out a groan due to the smell of her juices and arousal, he dove in, causing Danica to let out a shocked moan as his tongue began to attack her awaiting clit.
"Oh god..." Danica moaned as Mason's tongue quickened its pace, tracing up and down her swollen clit. "That's it, baby. Yes."
Danica's moans and words slowly began to drive Mason wild, urging him to continue his attack, bringing her closer to climax before suddenly stopping and pulling away. Whimpering Danica pouted as Mason began trailing kisses up her body once more.
Finding her lips, Mason palmed himself so he could begin running his tip between Danica's folds, making her go wild from the sensation.
"Stop teasing..." she growled, pulling him closer.
"You know you like it." Mason chuckled, biting at Danica's neck as he positioned himself at her opening.
Letting out a groan, he slowly entered Danica, causing her to convulse around him from the previous teasing and then the sudden pleasure of him going within her. Moaning, Danica arched her back, pressing her hips harder against Mason as he began to move.
"I love you, Mason." Danica panted, clawing at Mason's skin.
"I love you more..." Mason responded, finding her mouth with his so he could stifle the sounds of passion that were escaping her. "More than you could ever know."
Allowing themselves to get lost in the passion, Mason quickened his pace while strengthening his thrusts as Danica found herself begging him for more. Not satisfied with just once, they went again and again until neither were able to go any further. Collapsing Mason snuggled up beside Danica on the couch, pulling her close against his chest.
"You're amazing." He murmured, kissing her cheek. "Just absolutely amazing."
"I think you mean that for yourself." Danica whispered, pressing herself closer to Mason.
"Keep it up, and I'll attack you again." Mason warned, eyes flashing.
Giggling Danica pushed against him again. "Thought you were too tired."
"I'm never too tired when it comes to you." Mason countered, rolling them over so he was on top of her once more.
Pressing his lips against hers, Mason stopped any attempts of protest that Danica may have had as he kept good to his promise.