The morning after

Sometime shortly after falling asleep Kiara had remembered to call housekeeping, however she didn’t want to wake Quinn so instead she put up the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the outside doorknob leading into the room before locking the door and returning to bed.

Her rest had not been peaceful however. Plagued with frightful nightmares that had her groaning, tossing and turning. Drenched in cold sweet and smelling of irrational fear, she’d awoken with an audible gasp several hours later. In a panic she ran her hands through her mouth, checking for hands, as well as feeling her chest for a pulse. She looked pale, but it had to do more with her state her mind and lack of food than anything else.

Her heart still beating erratically she looked around, slowly getting her bearings. Beside her lay Quinn, as a massive tiger, sleeping peacefully. How strange not to be scared of an animal that in the wild would tear her in half. She instead sank her hands into the fur between his shoulders, finding a strange solace and anchoring to reality, doing her best to banish the images from her mind.

~Feeling the tug of her hands and her rapid heartbeat, Quinn turns his head to look into her eyes reassuringly. Lifting his head, he nudges her back for a moment and quietly shifts back to human shape. He looks to her, holding out his arms to invite her close~

Without any sound she crawled into his arms like a frightened child. She didn't want to imagine a world where her nightmare had come true. Just the mere thought of it made her visibly shake in fear.

"I....I'm sorry I woke you" she said after a short while where she did her level best to control her breathing and heart rate.

~He smiled as she curled close.~

"You never need be sorry with me, Kitten. I am always here for you..."

~pulling her closer, he pulls her onto himself, curling his arms to hold her, while keeping her where she could hear his steady strong heartbeat. He smiled to her as he feels her relaxing...~

Taking a few steady breaths she focused on the sound of his heart. Strong, like a drum it beat beneath her ear, soothing her to where she managed to relax.

Closing her eyes she inhaled his scent, masculine, spicy, with all that restrained power he had yet he held her as if she were made of glass and could fracture at any second.

~leaning his head close, he whispered in her ear...~

"You will always be safe with me. I know things have been hard, but the nightmares will pass, and I will still be here with you.."

~He placed a soft kiss in her hair and relaxed back, enjoying her closeness~

She closed her eyes. Part of her felt foolish for having such nightmares. At her age she should be pass this, but yet, after all that had happened another part of her was just terrified and wanted nothing more than to curl up in a ball and seclude itself from the world.

"I hope they pass soon....I'm tired of them"

"I am sure they will pass, Kitten...it will just take time and trust..something we both have. "

~He gently ran his hand through her hair, letting his finger trace across her back~

she actually shivered a bit as his hand went from her hair to her back. After the massage last night she was still pretty relaxed, but it didn't mean her skin didn't break out into goose flesh, or that secretly, she enjoyed his hands on her.

"Try to rest hon, and know that I am here with you.."

~He ran his hand across her skin, letting the weight of his touch follow her curves, settling finally at the small of her back, holding her close~

She nodded, but how could one rest when a simple touch seemed to call out to her more feral nature. She closed her eyes. His hand rested where she had a small tattoo of two black wings. Something she'd gotten shortly after her 20th birthday to symbolize all that she'd once lost.

~Tracing firm fingers across her tattoo, drinking in her scent, he smiled~

"Sleep now, Beloved....there is plenty of time to think about the future. You have had a long journey and you need time. We have that time...so sleep now and dream only of our future..."

She closed her eyes and did honestly try to drift off but she couldn't. Not with him beneath her, not with his skin against hers, his hand on her back, his heart beneath her ear.

The wolf in her demanded she do what she'd intended to last night, that she was MORE than deserving of sating her desires without having others pass judgement on her.

~noting the change in her scent and the shift in her body, he laughed softly~

"Perhaps rest will need to wait...if you wish for something more..."

She blushed and looked away "I'm sorry Quinn..." she said, feeling for once, ashamed of her baser desires. "I just can't help it around the time of the full moon... I....I'll just go lay down on the couch" she said, already peeling herself off his chest. She didn't want to be that needy, and often horny girl from her past. She didn't want to use sex as a way of finding momentary peace.

~He reached out and pulled her back against him.~

"You are not going anywhere, Kitten...at least not far..."

~He pulled her down next to him, kissing her deeply, letting his arms coil around her, pinning her close...~

She blinked. Her next argument was lost as his lips met hers. She seemed to melt in his arms, her tongue almost greedily darting out to meet his. She clutched his shoulder blades, her heart skipping several beats as she lay there pinned to his chest.

~loosening his arms a bit, he slides one hand to her side, caressing her with a firm touch. His lips pressing to her neck as he inhales her scent. Felling her hands clutching his back, he smiles against her skin...~

She shuddered, letting out a soft moan. Her nail made trails up along his back and his shoulders, not breaking the skin. His dark skin made contrast with her light skin and there was something both frightening and erotic about having him bury his lips in her neck, like he could seriously take a bite out of her.

~He rolled toward her, moving over her, gazing deeply into her eyes. Leaning close, he whispered~

"Tonight is yours, Kitten."

~gentle hands begin slowly caressing her body, firm fingers gliding along her skin with subtle efficiency... ~

She blinked, blushing slightly. When she spoke her voice was just a bit shaky.

"But....if...if you don't want it..." she trailed off, his hands making her thoughts scatter and her eyes roll back a bit.

~a soft growl escapes his throat~

"You are not the only one affected by the moon, Kitten."

~He let his hands speak for him beyond that, caressing and touching...always teasing and testing...always moving...but never rushing ~

His growl made her shiver. She moaned softly. His hands were torture on her skin and his pace nearly made her want to shake him for being so sweetly slow, but that was Quinn's way; he tortured her to the edge of insanity before giving her what he'd made her crave. Her hands gripped his shoulders, his back and eventually settling for gripping the bed sheets beneath her. At one point she arched her back, a throaty sound escaping her lips.

~ He smiled at her reactions, noting as her arousal rises in her scent.... ~

"This night is for your pleasure..."

~ He kissed her lips deeply, then moving back to her neck, kissing and nipping playfully ~

She squirmed. Her body already on fire. "Quinn..." she whimpered, moving her hips against him, her arousal both evident in body and scent. Her eyes already threatened to shift into their were amber color, her bottom lip swollen from the countless times she'd bitten into it to stifle herself.