That took her aback. "Dry my hair? You want to dry my hair?" At James's sheepish grin, she shrugged...whatever. He made her sit on the bed while he knelt behind her, brush in one hand, blow dryer in the other. "Relax... trust me", he whispered before the dryer switched on. He fiddled with the settings, making sure the temperature was just right. He began drying and brushing her hair. He smiled to himself. Who would have thought that the Alpha of the terrifyingly named Bloodmoon pack could find pleasure in drying his mate's hair? He got sad for a moment, thinking of all that he and his pack had missed since his father insisted that the mate bond was making them weak. Now he realized just how much stronger his pack would have been. He was determined to right this wrong as soon as possible.
Trishanna wasn't sure if it was the tiredness, but for some reason, her feelings seemed to be not her own. She felt happy, sad, determined, at peace, joy, yet it didn't feel like it was hers. There was a stirring in the deep recesses of her mind, a kind of haze, but not like the remnants of the dream. This one was strange, yet a whisper of familiarity was there. She shifted slightly, "You know, I can do this for myself?" James chuckled. "I know, but I want to do this for you." Trishanna sighed, the fight leaving her. In truth, it was nice not to do it. Her growing stomach was making even the simplest task feel like she was practicing for a triathlon.
Now dried, James brushed the long brown locks. He loved the way it curled slightly and imagined how it would look on her naked back. He rubbed some between his fingers, enjoying the silkiness. He brought it to his lips, kissing them gently. He then began to massage her shoulders and soon felt the tension eased and her muscles relax. He coaxed her to lay on her back and he rubbed her arms, and legs and moved to her feet. Trishanna closed her eyes, knowing that she should be able to fall asleep, but not able to. She frowned. This is the most relaxed she's been in a long while, yet sleep eluded her.
James looked up and saw her eyes staring up at the ceiling, a frown creasing her brow. He glanced up too, maybe there was a fly or something bothering her. "Is something wrong?" he asked when no pest was visible. Trishanna sighed dramatically, her arms lifting before falling to her sides. "I can't sleep. I'm tired and weary and so very glad that Bradley will be alright, but I just can't make myself fall asleep."
James' mind shifted gears. "There is a way that guarantees you an excellent night of rest." Trishanna struggled to prop herself on her elbows, looking over her belly at him, arching a brow, "Is there?" The room became charged with tension. "Oh, there is and I can show you, but only if you trust me." Trishanna held his gaze, wondering if the racing in her heart showed on her face. She had a pretty good idea of what he was hinting at, and she did not feel repulsed or like she was doing anything wrong. Inhaling, she whispered to the man still holding her foot, her mate, "I trust you."
James exhaled the breath he wasn't aware he was holding. His heart pounded and his wolf howled in joy. 'Easy boy, slow down. we don't want to scare her and miss this chance.' His wolf agreed, yet nothing could stop the helicopter blades called his tail. James stood and took off the lights. The room was bathed in the city's nighttime glow. He walked back to her, a gentle smile on his lips. Trishanna allowed herself to relax, knowing that she did not lie. She trusted him.
James went back to where he was. He gently held her foot, caressing her toes, running a finger along her arch which made her giggle a little. He then lifted it to his lips and placed a kiss on the sole of her feet, one then the other. He moved to her arches, kissed her toes, and slowly made his way up her legs. Trishanna closed her eyes at the first touch, and now she felt those kisses all over. Her skin tingled and her mind became coated in a fog of pleasure. James slowly dragged his tongue over her skin, feeling the heat and tasting the sweetness. He told himself to slow down, not wanting to frighten her but to give her pleasure. He kissed and touched as much as he could, not knowing if he would ever get another chance. How could it be that this time was better than the first time? Maybe it was because now he knew that she was made for him.
Her knees fell apart naturally, small, breathy moans and gasps spurring him on. He took his time, wanting her to enjoy herself fully. He parted the bottom of the robe and kissed his pup. A smile curved his lips, and when he took a chance to glance up, she mirrored his smile. He was sure the desire in her eyes mirrored his own as well. He reached for her sides and grabbed the waist of her panties, pulling them down and off. He tossed the flimsy thing away and turned to look at this prize.
He inhaled at the beauty of his woman. She wasn't neatly trimmed or even bald. She was just as nature intended. He could already see the moisture gathered and leaned forward to inhale her aroma. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he felt like he could come at any minute. He licked his lips as he parted hers. The glistening pink center called to him like a beacon in a storm and he knew he could not, would not resist. He leaned in to blow and felt her little jump in surprise before a low moan escaped her lips. Her breathing picked up and he could hear her heart beating in anticipation. He used just the tip of his tongue to taste her and as he withdrew, she tried to follow, her hips raising.
"Shhh...." he breathed, never taking his eyes off his prize. "I want you to enjoy this." He went back in, this time with more force, and licked all the way up. Trishanna's body quivered as he touched her clit and a cry of pleasure escaped. James placed his whole mouth on her and began to fuck her with his tongue. Trishanna's hands were soon in his hair, holding him to her. He continued, his chin becoming soaked with her juices. He pulled back a bit and then circled her sensitive nub again and again. Trishanna's head thrashed on the pillow, not sure what to do, and when James slid two fingers inside of her, she almost bolted off the bed. before tumbling into deeper pleasure.
Was it because it's been a while? She wasn't sure. All she knew was that she didn't want him to stop. She felt herself cresting yet another wave and she tried to hold back. James growled, "Look at me". Trishanna looked down at him, his lower face covered with her essence, a fire in his eyes. She felt herself tighten around his fingers, which were still moving inside her. "Don't hold back" he gruffly demanded. "Don't you fucking hold back. I want everything" She moaned at this and James went back using his lips and tongue to drive her insane. She arched her back, no longer caring if he thought she was wanton, and allowed herself to fully enjoy the moment. James trusted a bit harder, this time curling his fingers a little. He knew when he found her spot at the gush that entered his mouth. His wolf was salivating at her taste and he knew that he would never get enough.
He brought her to two more peaks before he decided to end his sweet torture. As she was cresting the next wave, he suckled her clit sharply, causing her to arch, holding on to him with all her might as she came and squirted all over his face. It pulsed and pulsed like there was no end, until she finally collapsed on the the bed, gasping.
James came out from between her legs, feeling like he won the biggest prize in the universe. He checked on her to make sure that she was alright. There was no distress from the pup. He wiped his face with his sleeve. He rose and checked on her. Her eyes were heavy-lidded with sleep and satisfaction. He smiled and leaning down kissed her on the forehead before tugging the covers up over her. Before he let himself out of the room, she was fast asleep.