Chapter 18: Chapter 18
Twyla did not hesitate.
"I will do anything for the resistance," she promised, her head held high.
"Good."
Hunter pulled her into his arms and onto his lap. She felt his hard muscles move to accommodate her. She pressed her lips onto his as he wrapped a hand around her body. His other hand found her hair as her hands found the back of his neck. He growled as she moaned. His hand moved to the edge of her dress and he played with the hem. She groaned and ripped her dress out of his reach and he laughed.
"Not very patient?" Hunter teased.
She kissed him again. This time she added a little bite to pay him back for the teasing. He got the message and grabbed her thigh. Though the slow movement up, almost had her ripping out his hair. Her necklace was almost uncomfortably warm as she pressed her breast into his waiting hand. She arched her back and let out a cry.
"He moved his mouth to her neck and growled. "You make such good noises. Should we find out what other sounds you can make?" He rumbled.
She pressed harder into him and he kissed her neck. And then trailed kisses lower and lower until he met the hand cradling her breast. He pushed her back.
She glared at him. This was not the time to stop.
He laughed at her. "I need to look at your beauty."
She growled. "No."
She tried to go back to kissing him but he held her back. His eyes teased her. She could see how much he wanted to get back to it by the situation in his pants so why would he just not get on with it?
"It is important to take in the beauty. Now come here," he commanded and pulled her in.
She kissed him hungrily. Her hands explored his body, his hair and made their way down.
"Wait," Hunter ordered.
"What? Now?" Twyla asked, confused.
"Yes, we should talk first."
Twyla gaped at him.
Hunter set her down next to him.
"I have only been an Alpha for about 20 years now," Hunter muttered, reddening. Twyla wondered how old he was. He didn't seem 40…. "I know in human terms that seems older but werewolves live longer. Much longer. Most magical creatures do. I have not been with many… any…" Hunter looked away.
Realisation hit Twyla.
"Ah. Well… I have and it really doesn't matter," Twyla said. She put her hand on his arm.
"You do not think less of me? You do not think that an Alpha, a leader, should have… experienced these things?"
"Hunter. Your sexual history has nothing to do with your ability to lead and anyone who thinks it does is a moron. Now…" Twyla purred. "Should we give you some experience?"
Hunter's pants situation grew…
Twyla led him to the bed. She slowly undid one button at a time and kissed the skin that was revealed each time. Hunter stood there and watched her. His breathing was ragged. Eventually, his shirt hung open and Twyla looked up at him as she kneeled on the floor. She got up and helped him out of the shirt.
"Now you," Hunter growled.
"But we aren't done with you," Twyla pouted.
Hunter just snarled and took the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head. She stood there in her underwear and tilted her head.
He got the hint and tossed her onto the bed. She closed her eyes at the impact and when she opened them he was on top of her.
"You are fast," she breathed.
"You have no idea."
Their lips met with intensity this time and he undid her bra as she lifted her back.
"I thought you didn't have experience?" Twyla commented, raising an eyebrow.
"I… practised."
Twyla giggled and pulled him back in. His hand squeezed her breast and she moaned into his lips. Her hands went from his hair down his muscular chest, to his hard abs and finally found the waistband of his pants. She yanked on his belt and in her concentration bit his lip.
"Oops," she giggled.
"Let me get that." Hunter sat up and she watched as he unbuckled his belt and then opened his pants. Twyla's body heated. Her heart raced. He pulled down his pants and his underwear strained as it tried to contain his excitement.
Twyla bit her lip. It was a long time since she had any sexual activity. And Hunter looked like a god standing there with all his muscles and those golden eyes…
His hands went to the band of his underwear…
"Sorry to interrupt," Arke said. She was standing next to the bed and did not look sorry to interrupt. Twyla tried to slide inconspicuously under the duvet. Arke looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
"What do you want, Arke?"
"There is a problem that requires your immediate attention."
"Really?"
"Yes, your Alphaness."
Hunter pinched the bridge of his nose and Twyla could see him trying to reign in his frustration.
"Fine. I am sorry, Twyla. I will see you in the morning," Hunter planted a kiss on her forehead, picked up his clothes and left.
Arke cast a glance at Twyla and disappeared too.
Twyla stayed in bed, frozen and unsatisfied.
They went down to the dining hall for breakfast in the morning and Twyla flitted about enjoying the sunlight streaming in from the windows.
"Sleep well?" Hunter asked.
"Na, just happy you're here," Twyla beamed.
"I am happy too."
They entered through the huge wooden doors and Twyla was relieved to find that the atmosphere was back to normal. Magical creatures roamed around the hall playing, eating and socialising with each other.
Hunter took them to an empty table.
"Where's Arke?" Twyla questioned, looking around.
"Patrol duty," Hunter spat out, jaw tense.
"Oh. What was the problem last night?"
A muscle in Hunter's jaw twitched. He rolled his neck. "It was a false alarm. A unicorn had gotten lost and was trying to go through the border."
Hunter clearly did not want to carry on this conversation.
"What are you planning for today?" she asked instead.
"I am going on a patrol. Would you like to join me?"
Twyla's heart exploded with excitement.
"Yes!"
"You will meet some of the other members too. They live out in the forest."
"Really? I can't wait. Let's go!"
Hunter laughed. "No. You will need other clothes first. You cannot ride a unicorn with a dress. It is not comfortable."
"Ride a what?" Twyla asked, suddenly nervous.
"Do not fear. It is like riding a horse. You humans have those."
"Um yes. Sure. There are horses in the human world. But all humans don't have carry around a horse everywhere. Only super rich humans or people on farms have them. I am a university student who lives… lived… in the middle of a city."
"Oh… You cannot ride a horse?"
"NO!?"
"Ah. Okay. We will um… fix that. Let us first get your clothes sorted. Iynx."
Iynx appeared across from them. She picked up a pancake and poured a jug of syrup onto it before answering.
"You rang, your Alphaness?"
Gifts
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received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
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