Taking my hand he pulls me towards his en suite. He removes his shorts and tosses them in the hamper, then brings me into the massive standing shower.
This shower is easily double the size of mine. There is even a bench in it. Erik sets the water to an almost steaming temperature.
The rain fall shower head feels so amazing. I close my eyes under the water letting it calm me. When my hair is wet it falls to the middle of my lower back.
Erik has taken the shampoo and began washing my hair. My eyes snap to his, he stares into my ocean eyes with so much love I feel my heart expanding in my chest.
He gets to rinsing the suds out and grabs his conditioner. He combs it through my long locks, taking care to not pull it too hard. He grabs the loofah hanging on the shower rack and lathers his body wash on it.
I'm going to smell so much like him I won't recognize my own scent. But I don't care. I want to smell like him all the time. It brings so much peace to my soul, I can't imagine being without it.
He washes my body gently. Each stroke of his hands is delicate and intimate. He is taking care of me. The thoughtfulness of his actions bring tears to my eyes.
They spill over slowly and Erik sees them fall. He looks deep in my gaze, I know he can see my love for him shining through. He kisses my tears away and moves us beneath the water to rinse me.
His hands roam my body making sure to rinse all the soap off me. He faces me to the wall to rinse my back. After a few moments he pulls me flush against his chest.
He whispers in my ear, "I won't let anyone take you from me."
It's a promise to protect me, to be by my side and fight my battles with me. I'm not sure he knows how much his words mean to me.
I lay my head back against his chest, I grab his forearms that hold me and I sigh, "Thank you Erik."
"No need to thank me. You're my mate.", he starts to kiss my neck and I feel the heat pooling in my abdomen.
His lips are next to my ear as he then says, "You're mine Enya."
"Yes, Alpha. I am yours. I am all yours."
I turn my face to look at him and he captures my lips. He turns me in his arms before he pushes me against the wall and kisses me deeper.
My arms go behind his head, I try to lace my fingers through his hair, but he grabs my wrists, stopping me.
He puts my hands upon the wall and brings them together above my head.
"Don't move your hands. Understand?"
"Yes Sir.", I reply.
"Good girl.", he grabs me by the thighs and lifts me up.
I wrap my legs around his waist as he crashes his lips to mine. His hand cups my ass and he closes his other hand around both of mine. Ensuring I cannot move them.
In this moment I realize that Erik owns me. My lips are his and his alone. My body belongs to him, my heart belongs to him. Every fiber of my being wants him to own me.
Each movement of his tongue and lips easily conveys his desperation to have me. I match his frantic pace and grind my hips against his. I feel his hard length so close to my entrance I nearly beg him to fuck me.
Instead he breaks from our kiss and puts his forehead against mine. The lust swirling in his oasis matches my own.
Before I know it Erik has placed me on my feet, but it's only so he can kneel. Once on his knees he lifts me and places each of my legs on his shoulders. I don't even have a second to register what he is doing before my head rolls back to the wall.
His talented tongue is tasting me again. He holds me easily on his shoulders as he plays with my clit. My hands fall to his head gripping his hair.
The heat from his tongue and the shower nearly send me over the edge in seconds. He can feel my orgasm is rapidly consuming me.
Pulling back a little his velvety voice reaches my ears, "Don't cum yet baby girl."
I look down and the storm in his eyes tells me to obey him. He takes his right hand, fully supporting me with just his left, and begins to massage my entrance.
Slowly he penetrates me, stretching me lightly, "I am no where near done with you yet."
My moans echo against the shower walls as he slips another finger in.
"You will only cum when I give you permission. Understood?"
"Yes Sir!"
"That's my good girl.", he continues to finger me and returns his tongue to my clit.
He spends the next several minutes bringing me to the edge of orgasm before pulling back. My body is shaking from head to toe with the desperate need to release.
I start begging him, nearly senseless, "Please... oh Goddess Erik...please?!"
"Please what baby girl?", he asks before his tongue torments me further.
"Oh Godde...OH! Please?!"
"Say it Enya!", his demand clicks something in my soul. His mouth engulfs me again as he nibbles and sucks my clit so hard I see stars.
I don't even register the next words out of my mouth.
"PLEASE LET ME CUM MASTER!"
The speed he picks up is so inhuman I swear that Finn has taken control of Erik's body.
He growls in my center, "CUM FOR ME!"
The explosion of my climax makes me buck my hips against him. I'm literally a writhing mess as I fuck his face. The overwhelming ecstasy that fills my body causes me to scream with pleasure. I don't even care if the entire pack house hears me.
"ERIK! OH GODDESS YES!!!", his fingers pump me so hard and fast my vision becomes blurry.
He eases my orgasm down and slowly pulls his fingers from me. He gently places me down, but with my weakened legs he supports me. He stands and towers over me.
Without a word he shoves his fingers in my mouth letting me taste my cum. I happily lick up my juices as he watches me intently.
There is a demonic look in his eyes, but it doesn't scare me. It excites me.
"Do you realize what you just called me?", his voice is thick with wanting as he moves his hand to my throat.
I think back to right before he told me to cum. What did I say?
The words flash in my mind and I hear myself saying Master. Oh my...