CHP.29-Planning

We strolled into the dining hall early the next morning, before any wolves had even risen for breakfast. The council seated around one of the long tables. They sat in silence, the events of yesterday still heavily bearing on everyone's mood and attitudes.

The group faced us as we approached the table, muttering their Good Mornings.

"Gentlemen, I know now is an emotional time but I have decisions that need to be made within the next few hours." Zeke laid down a large map on the table, positioning it in the middle so that all members could see. I peered down at it. There were two large masses of land marked out, taking up nearly one third of the entire continent.

"These are the Northern and Southern territories, territories I now hold dominion over." There was a large gap of land between the two territories as well as land masses on both the East and Western side. But no definitive territories were marked out in the free space.

"That is too much land to hold, even with the extended number that the Northern pack give us how are we to guarantee control." Diesel spoke out, the group seemed to nod their heads with him, agreeing with his points.

"I agree. Because of that I will divide the territory into three parts and send out three wolves to watch over them for me." Zeke spoke clearly, his decision seemed to be made on his plans. He grabbed a pen before marking three separate spaces.

"Elder Mark, you will take the Western one, Elder Ronan, the Eastern one, and Elder Maddox the central. Any obligations?" The three older males shook their heads.

"It is settled then, the Northern pack members will return with you. You will watch over them for me, you will report any incidents to me. These territories are mine. You are just watching over them for me. Understood?" The men hastily nodded their understanding.

"And if more females are discovered?" I perked up, wanting confirmation on plans about them.

"If any females turn up you will escort them straight to me. Is that understood?" Zeke made a point of making eye contact with each of the Older wolves who all bowed their heads in submission at his request.

"Good, meeting adjourned." Zeke grabbed the map off the table, wrapping it tightly before beginning the trek back to our room. I followed along behind him. With all the recent loss of life myself and my wolf both wanted to stay as close to him as we could. Not ready to be separated yet.

I closed the door to the bedroom behind me softly as Zeke sat on the foot of the bed. His face seemed drained and his eyes tired. I wanted to soothe him. Moving across the room I gently straddled him, holding him into me. The position seemed to calm him yesterday so I figured it would do the same today.

"I'm proud of you." I spoke gently as I stroked the back of his head softly. He breathed out a thanks in response but it was heavily muffled by my t-shirt he was breathing into. I giggled at him and he lifted his head in response,

"What's so funny hmm?" He raised his left eyebrow, acting stern. It only caused me to giggle a bit more. I wasn't actually sure what was funny, perhaps I was just relieved my mate was here in front of me, after all that had happened. Zeke growled playfully before quickly rolling so that I was splayed across the bed beneath him. I immediately stopped my laughter growling out a warning for what he was about to do,

"Don't you dare." Zeke raised his eyebrow even further, as if questioning my authority. His hands quickly moved into my sides, prodding me and tickling me. I burst out laughter, squirming my body desperately in an attempt to get away.

"Zeke," I gasped through breaths, "stop I'm gonna pee." His hands slowed down as he also chuckled when looking at my face which I was sure was bright red. I worked to regain my breath, breathing in deep gulps of air. Zeke just watched me with a small smile on his, slowly leaning down toward me. I rose up to meet him halfway, gently pressing my lips onto his.

The kiss was soft and gentle. Our lips barely moving as we just relished the feeling of being close to one another. But I wanted to be closer. Slowly manoeuvring my body so that he gently rolled over, with me on top of him.

The kiss slowly became more deep, his tongue slowly entering my mouth and brushing against mine. We weren't frantic or as rough as we normally were, but the slowness and gentleness of the kiss still caused heat to rear through my body. I released his lips to slowly kiss down the side of his neck, slowly licking over my mark that sat proudly on his right side.

He hissed in pleasure and I could feel him harden beneath me. I continued my way downward, lifting up his shirt to kiss his muscular chest. He raised slightly before yanking off the material completely. I took a second to admire his frame. He had some new scars.

A large bite- shaped continuous scar covered his right shoulder, the skin still slightly red from the fresh formation. A few long scratches down his left side, the scars thin and jagged. My eyes nearly watered from the sight. The pain he had gone through. The new scars he had acquired, to protect me. To protect the females and his pack.

I ran my lips along the length of his shoulder scar, as if with each kiss I could fix the ragged skin. I moved to the long scars along his side, kissing gently down each scar there. Each kiss I gently placed was a silent apology. Apology for the drama, pain and loss I had caused him, whether or on purpose or indirectly.

I continued my kisses downward, planting my lips on the top of his shorts. I slowly slid down the zipper with my fingers, tugging the shorts downward. Zeke raised his hips to help me manoeuvre the article of clothing off.

His harden length immediately popped out, slapping against his lower stomach. The tip dripping with pre-cum. I raised my eyes to look at his face as I gripped him tightly. His light blue eyes had gold swirls circling the iris. I slowly leaned forward, licking the salty pre-cum away. He hissed from the action. His jaw tightening from the pleasure.

I ran my tongue up along the base, giving his entire length one long languid lick. Opening my mouth I slowly lowered my mouth over him, only stopping when the head hit the back of my throat. I suckled hard, hollowing my cheeks as I raised my head up, making sure to swirl my tongue around him as I moved.

He released a long groan. His hand moving to grip my hair as he squeezed his eyes close. His eyebrows scrunched in pleasure. I continued to pump my mouth over him. Massaging his balls with my free hand. He hollered in response.

I smirked to myself. This big Alpha. The leader of his pack, completely at my mercy.

I lifted my eyes back to him only to gasp when his eyes slammed open. He gently tugged my hair forward, pulling me up toward him. Mashing his lips against mine before rolling us over so that I was trapped beneath him. He moved his mouth to my neck. Suckling and kissing around his mark.

"You know," he whispered, "sometimes you accidentally project your thoughts to me without realising it. 'At your mercy' hmm." He tskd at me.

Oh shit. My eyes widened at his words, he didn't sound impressed. If anything he sounded playful and amused.

His fingers sliding up the inside of my clothed thigh, gripping the waste band of my pants. He tugged aggressively, not ripping them but a warning if they weren't gone soon he would.

I shimmed out of the pants, as fast as I could considering I had to move around his large frame still slightly on top of me. His worked to pull of my shirt and bra, leaving me in nothing but my panties.

He pulled them to the side, sliding a knuckle against my wet heat as he smiled into my neck. I moaned from the feeling. Waiting for him to enter me, with his fingers or something else.I didn't care. He ran his knuckles along me again. I whined at his teasing, my body starting to build up into an inferno from his actions. He chuckled.

"Whose at whose mercy hmm? Whose in charge?" I groaned at him, refusing to answer. I moved to grip his dick but he moved quicker. Intercepting my hand and pinning it to the mattress before inserting a finger inside me but not moving it. His head now directly in front me, nearly nose to nose.

"Whose. In. Charge. Cecil?" I growled out, my gold leaking in my Iris' as my wolf expressed her discomfort as well. She didn't understand why he was denying us our pleasure. He slowly pumped the finger, curling it forward so that it stroked my g-spot.

"Who Cecil?"

"You!" I cried out, his finger beginning to pump into me properly.

"That's right." He pulled his finger out, lining himself up with my entrance.

"Ready?" He asked softly, slowly dipping in the tip. I nodded eagerly, "yes." He pumped his hips forward, entering me in one sharp thrust. I yelped out. Pleasure immediately flooding each and every of my nerve endings. He moaned out. The sound deep and low. Pulling his hips back he thrust back in. Beginning to find his rhythm.

I gripped his shoulders, steadying myself as my body moved from the force of his thrusts. I could feel the start of a build up in the pit of my stomach. Wrapping my legs around his lower back to lift my hips slightly. He gripped onto them, holding them still so that each thrust hit the perfect spot deep within me.

The change in angle was effective immediately. My body's pleasure seemed to increase tenfold with each nudge into the spot. I could feel myself ready to burst.

"Fuck, mm, Zeke." I moaned out.

"Are you going to come for me, my love?" He groaned out on top of me, working to increase the pace of his pumps.

"Yes, I-mm." I whimpered as the pleasure bubble inside me burst, my muscles tightening and beginning to spasm as the tsunami of pleasure over took, my senses.

"Fuck, I'm coming." Zeke pumped his hips a few final times before he breathed heavily. His grip on my waist tightening dramatically as he released himself into me. We held onto one another as we both descended form our highs. Not ready to be separated yet.

There was so much that could've happened to him, or to me in the past few days. They had been scary and uncertain. But we had made it out. We had lost many close to us, the toll of their deaths heavy upon us. But we were still here together. I shed a silent tear,

"I love you." He smiled at me, wiping it away with his thumb. Resting his forehead onto mine,

"I love you too."