"Thanks for the meal," Sonia said, just as they were finishing up the last remnants of dinner. "I don't know if I said this earlier, but I'm really glad you're here. I probably would've gotten cabin fever within the first two days. There's no way I would have ventured out like we did yesterday not knowing anyone around here."

"We needed each other. You kept me sane too. Work starts back up first thing in the morning for me," he said.

"I'll feed you tomorrow. I doubt it'll taste as good as yours, though."

He chuckled and his gaze traveled suggestively across her face and down to her chest. "Depends on what you're feeding me."

Sonia blushed. "A long time ago you told me that I was the biggest tease you'd ever met. I disagree with that now. I'll hand that title to you."

He sighed. "Sonia…about last night…"

"No need to talk about it. I understand. You don't want to go all the way because you still think I'm too young for you."

He shook his head. "That's not it."

"How come you never came for me then? When I was old enough?" she asked.

"I had every intention of coming. I remember when you were getting ready to graduate high school in Cincinnati and mom told me that you went to your first prom that year. She texted me a photo of you with your date. Some guy that had gotten accepted on a full scholarship to Harvard. She also texted me a picture of the four of you together standing by the limo. You looked so happy."

Sonia smiled. "Of course I was happy. It was my first prom. But then the guy turned out to be a total jerk. For some reason, he thought I actually owed him sex on prom night. Did your mom tell you that I came home early from that prom?”

Andre frowned. "No. What did he do? Did he touch you?"

"He didn't have a chance to. His advances were pretty strong from the beginning. I got sick and tired of him breathing down my neck, so I told him I was going to the bathroom and that I'd be right back. Then I called a cab to take me home."

"Unbelievable. I'm sorry that happened to you. I wish mom had told me. I would've choked the life out of that jerk for you," he declared.

"So I was happy about prom, but my night was ruined. I didn't even take professional pictures, so I guess that's why she showed you the one's she took with her phone."

"I'm an idiot for assuming things. When I saw the picture of you happy with a normal guy I thought maybe you could actually have a normal life. Then I heard you were filling out college applications and I realized that you had a right to live it the way you saw fit. I wanted to settle down with you, but I didn't want to disrupt your achievements or keep you from what you wanted. I didn't want to ruin your life as you had envisioned it," he exclaimed.

"But how? How can you ruin my life?"

"I'm not rich or anything like that. I'll never be interested in politics. I won't get accepted to Harvard. I'm not even interested in that school. I stick with my family. I'm loyal to my Pack. I'm not a wanderer and I want to settle down. I haven't even convinced your dad that I'm not the man he thinks I am."

"Is that it?"

"I'm not even normal, Sonia," he said. "This…with our parents being together and all that…it's not normal."

"What's going on between us will never be normal. I've never felt this way about anyone and that's not normal. I think what we feel is beautiful."

Andre rose from the table and Sonia rose to meet him. He cupped the back of her neck and their lips met in a kiss. Her body relaxed against him as he caressed her nape. She couldn't get enough of him. His taste. His touch. The feel of his tongue against hers as he deepened the kiss.

He pulled back and said, "You're right, Sonia. This is beautiful. And you're the only woman I've ever wanted."

Sonia pressed her palm against his cheek. "If you're the wolf, then be the wolf. I don't want just half of you. I want all of you. I want you to take me…not tomorrow, not next week, not in four years. Now. Tonight."

"Sonia…"

She pressed a single finger to his lips, shaking her head. She slid her hand up under his shirt, letting her fingers travel across every inch of his hard chest. She lifted his shirt upward and then stripped it over his head. The moment her lips met his flesh, he moaned her name. As she trailed kisses across his skin, she sensed the sexual tension increasing between them. She didn't leave an inch of his chest untouched, even tracing the pattern of his unique birthmark.

When she dropped to her knees and unbuckled his belt, he caught her hands, but she kept working at opening his fly.

"This is what you want from me, isn't it?" she asked.

His already erect cock fell right into her palm and she wrapped her fingers around it, admiring the length and thickness of the shaft.

"Yes," he groaned.

"On my knees? With your cock in my mouth?" she teased him, kissing the cockhead.

When she slid her tongue through the slit, he tasted of maple and something else spicy. It was the first time she'd taken a cock inside her, but she never imagined how satisfying it could be.

With her tongue, she traced a thick vein along the underside of his shaft and then took the head completely into her mouth. When she lifted her gaze to meet his again, the expression on his face was rather telling about how he felt.

"You're beautiful," he rasped.

While pumping his shaft, she took him again and again down her throat until he was super hard.

"Feels so good," he groaned. "Oh my God, I'm gonna come."

She wanted to feel Andre's cum flood her mouth, but before it got to that point, he popped his cock out and pulled her up. He kissed her desperately, like a man who'd been pushed to the edge.

He scooped her up without much warning and whisked her away to the bedroom. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist and they were still kissing when he guided her back on the bed. He kissed his way down the column of her neck and across her chest, until his lips were on her breasts. Her nipples were taut and sensitive. He sucked and lapped at her buds while she writhed against him, pressing her sex to his rock-hard cock.

Sonia had changed into a long maxi dress, but the ends had already bunched themselves high up on her waist. She lifted herself briefly to tug the garment over her head and throw it on the floor beside the bed.

Andre kissed his way down her body, using his tongue to tease and torment her before descending lower and settling between her legs.

She cried out when his mouth descended on her pussy. He pushed her legs back, spreading her wide for his viewing pleasure. He lapped at her wet folds, deliberately leaving her throbbing clit untouched.

"Fuck, Sonia…your pussy is pulsing against my tongue," he rasped into her flesh.

"Please…"

He slipped a finger into her tight sex and mumbled something incoherent.

Her toes curled against the sheets when he added another finger, thrusting gently, but firmly into her.

"Are you ready for me, Sonia?"

"Yes, I'm ready."

"Has there been anyone?" he asked.

She shook her head.

"A virgin?"

"Yes. I know the wait will be worth it. Please fuck me, Andre."

"Oh fuck, Sonia, that's the sexiest thing I've ever heard."

He used his fingers to open her for his tongue. The moment his tongue met her clit, Sonia's eyes drifted closed. Her body went lax, and she leaned back on the pillow, allowing the sensations to wash over her. His tongue was hot and demanding, stroking her sensitive nub with just the right pressure and at just the right angle. Her hips rolled upward against his lips while her hands gripped the sheets beneath her.

"You taste like a sweet melon," he murmured into her pussy. "You're dripping wet…"

She whimpered, begging him for climax. He didn't disappoint. Her orgasm shuddered through her like a blizzard, even more fierce than the one that brought them together here in the cabin. As she trembled, he lapped up every last drop of her honey. Even sliding his tongue along her inner-thigh to prolong the sensations flowing through her.

He came over her again, pausing at her breasts to suckle and pull several more shudders from her body. She wasn't even sure that she was done. It felt like she was still coming for him. Over and over again.

He wrestled with his jogging pants, tugging them down and then kicking them out of the way. His cock lay heavy against her sex as he pressed his lips into the delicate curvature of her neck. He lapped and nipped there. All the while, she felt his cock growing large and full against her.

She pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his back.

"I'm yours to claim now," she whispered into his ear. "Please fuck me."

A low growl rumbled in the back of Andre's throat as he positioned himself at the entrance of her sex.

“You've always been mine and I've always been yours,” he assured her.

He used gentle hands to spread her thighs slightly and then pushed into her a couple of inches. Sonia held her breath as her body stretched to accommodate him.

“You’re tight,” he rasped. "God, you feel good."

He thrusted again, impaling her to the bed this time. She tried to bite back a cry.

His grip loosened. “I'm hurting you."

She grabbed his biceps. "Don't stop."

"Okay," he breathed. He covered her mouth with his again, kissing her as he seated himself to the hilt inside of her.

His cock was a sweet and welcome invasion. The burn of his cock breaking her barrier disappeared and was replaced with nothing but fulfilling pleasure.

Andre guided her hips up and down as he plundered her. He was skilled and generous, positioning her so that her clit was stimulated on his downward thrusts. Another orgasm raced through her, rocking her core. They carried on like that, with Andre alternating between long, firm strokes and climax-inducing jackhammer plunges.

Sonia sensed he was near completion. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled his lips to hers. His cock jerked inside her and he found his own release.

In the aftermath of it all, Andre uttered one word. One word that solidified it for her.

"Mine."

This was where she belonged. With Andre. Their fates had been sealed years ago and their love had lasted even when they were apart.