Chapter 15

Gianna's POV "Good morning Gianna! It's so lovely to see you again! I trust that you slept well," Sanchez states with a smile as he gestures for me to come in, Hudson and Tony following closely behind me. "Yes, thank you. And yourself?" I respond politely, trying to get my nerves under control. I don't know why I'm feeling so anxious. After all, I just have to stand here while he paints me, right? He begins to lead us down the hall and I look around as I try to remember the tour Daniel had given him the day before. When we stop at a set of double doors, my anxiety spikes up and I look at Sanchez. "This is your bedroom," I state, trying to remain impassive. Maybe he just needs to get his supplies still... "Ah yes! Well, it has the most space and the best lighting this time of day," he confirms as he opens the doors, clearly ignoring that I'm obviously hesitating. "I don't know—" I begin before he cuts me off. "Don't worry Gianna! Everything Will be completely professional," he insists with a smile before pulling me into the room by the hand. Tony and Hudson try to follow but Sanchez instantly stops them. "You two can wait outside." He then closes the doors in their faces. I stand rigid just inside the room as I look around with wide eyes. The curtains that hang over the large window and French doors that lead to the balcony are pulled open, allowing the sun's rays to cover the massive room. A four-poster king size bed is along one wall, a sitting area along another, and in the center of the room an upholstered chaise lounge. Near the chaise is an easel with a large blank canvas sitting on it. There is a table pulled over to it where all of his supplies are sitting out for him to use. "Alright my muse," Sanchez beams as he comes up to me and takes my hands in his before leading me over to the window. "I'm going to start out with taking several pictures of you that way I have every angle I need if I need to refer back after you have left. For now, just stand here while I try to get all of your angles." I give a subtle nod, unsure of how I feel about this whole situation. During dinner I hadn't imagined it would be like this. I'm alone with him in his room and now he is slowly moving around me like a predator stalking its prey as he takes picture after picture of me. "Turn your head and look over your shoulder for me. Good," he continues to coach as he has me reposition myself before taking more photos. "Lastly, come here and sit on the chaise. Prop your elbow up and lean—ah yes. Just like that." Finally, he states that he is finished with that and begins looking around the room. "Okay, you can stay on the chaise for now. Just relax while I get started." He moves over to his canvas and begins going through his supplies. I don't really pay attention to what all he is doing as I allow my mind to wander. I wish Daniel was here. I feel so vulnerable being alone with this man in his room and I don't like it. I still can't believe he didn't think of a better place to do this. Thank goddess Hudson and Tony are just outside waiting for me. Sanchez occasionally comes over and adjusts my posture or how my hair is laying, but for the most part I am left to just lounge back, attempting to relax. Sanchez seems to be trying to help with classical music playing softly in the background and a lavender scent filling the room from burning oils. After what feels like hours I finally begin to relax and my body begins to warm. Sanchez's focus is solely on his work and my mind continues to drift. I find myself thinking of Daniel, his scorching blue eyes burning into me, his dark hair tousled like he just got out of bed, his chiseled jaw covered in dark stubble as he prowls over to me. His tanned muscles bulging as he rips his shirt off and pulls me into him. Suddenly, my body seems to be much hotter, so much so that I feel like I'm on fire. My eyes begin to water from the pain and my stomach cramps. I notice that my panties are damp and when I look over to Sanchez he is frozen in his spot, eyeing me hungrily with dark eyes that show his wolf has taken over. "Gianna..." he growls lowly as he takes a step in my direction. Shit! Realization hits me and panic coils in my stomach, making me instantly feel nauseous. I'm in heat. "Get out of here now!" my wolf screeches at me causing me to jump up from my seat, bringing me out of my shocked daze. I begin rushing for the doors as they come flying open, Hudson and Tony rushing to my side and leading me out at the same time that Sanchez lunges for me with a roar. He barely misses as my guards hurry me to the elevator. My scent is surrounding us and other unmated male wolves begin to come out of their rooms, edging closer to me. Hudson and Tony face off on either side of me, ready to protect me at all costs and the elevator doors finally open before the three of us climb in. I'm whisked back up to the penthouse because we all agreed it would be unwise to go find Daniel in the pack house. Instead, Hudson mind-links him to meet me in our home. The pain is so unbearable that Tony ends up lifting me bridal-style and carrying me to my bed. He lies me down and rushes out, closing the door behind him. I've heard that this happens when a mated she-wolf takes too long to mate and mark with her mate, but I never realized it would be like this. Fire is consuming me and everything aches. I can feel my juices along my thighs. The only thing I know to temporarily relieve my pain is an orgasm, so I swiftly hike my dress up and slide my hand under the delicate lace fabric of my panties. My fingers begin working my clit as my back arches, the need to cum is overwhelming. I slip a finger into my soft warm folds and begin moving it in and out as my thumb continues to massage the swollen bundle of nerves. All of a sudden, the door crashes open as Daniel bursts inside, his eyes black with lust and hunger. He quickly slams the door shut behind him without taking his gaze off me. His nostrils flare as he breathes in my scent. He moves over to me with inhuman speed, suddenly hovering over me as he holds himself up on his elbows. I let out a whimper. "Daniel... please... I'm burning..." I beg, my fingers not leaving my aching core. "I know angel..." he murmurs softly, his warm, minty breath fanning over my face as his nose grazes along my jaw and down my neck. "I can't mark you yet..." "I know! Just please! I need to cum. I need you inside me!" I plead urgently, raising my head up to nibble on his ear. A low growl rumbles from his chest and he closes his eyes as he tries to maintain control over his wolf. I hardly recognize myself. I've never been this wanton. And yet, I know I want this. He lets out the breath he was holding and stares into my eyes, his reflecting raw animalistic desire. "Are you sure this is what you want?" "I'm sure," I choke out as I begin to desperately claw at his shirt. I know he is trying to not take advantage of my situation, but I want him inside me. I need him. "No more talking. This is what I want. Now fuck me Daniel," I suddenly demand with a growl as I fling his shirt away from us. It doesn't take any more convincing as Daniel's jaw sets with determination before he sits up on his knees and rips my panties off me, causing me to gasp. He slides a finger into me and I instantly moan with pleasure. "Damn babe, you're so tight," he voices in a husky tone as his eyes rake over me intensely. "Mmmhmm..." I agree as I close my eyes and arch my back while his finger plunges in and out of me, slowly at first before picking up speed and force. His palm rubs my swollen clit, making me quiver underneath his touch. He adds another finger and I can feel my orgasm building up inside of me, my groans growing louder with each thrust. He leans over and kisses along my jaw and neck, leaving a fiery trail as his lips move down my chest and stomach. I feel his fingers as they go in and out, in and out, over and over as he increases his ministrations, making me feel as though I'm about to combust. Soon I'm riding the waves of my orgasm and before I have even fully recovered Daniel is pushing my legs apart as he positions himself between my thighs. I'm gasping in short, ragged breaths as I try to come down from the high as I gaze up at Daniel. A thin sheen of sweat covers his taut chest and abdominals and I can't help but to admire the magnificent view. His gaze meets mine as he reaches up and grabs the top of my dress before tearing it off me and tossing it aside. His hands wander over my naked form, exploring every inch with soft caresses, making me shiver in anticipation. My bra goes next as his deft fingers swiftly unclasp it before they begin to massage my breasts, paying special attention to the sensitive peaks. He leaves one hand on my breast as he tweaks and pulls at my nipple while his head dips down to my core. His tongue licks at my wet pussy, lapping up the juices that are flowing freely out of me. It feels so good that I shudder and moan, writhing underneath him. He moves his hands to pin mine down by my sides as he ravishes me with his talented mouth and tongue. He sucks at my clit, flicking his tongue against it before diving his tongue into me once more, lapping and licking like he can't get enough of me. I am shaking as another orgasm takes me, shattering me into a million pieces. My breathing is uneven and my body goes limp as I look up at him to see a satisfied smirk on his handsome face. "I'm not done with you yet angel," he warns seductively as he unfastens his jeans and adjusts his boxer briefs, allowing his cock to spring free from its confines. My eyes widen at the sight of his large member and how hard it is for me. I unconsciously lick my lips, ready for what's about to happen and his eyes instantly darken once more. "Have you ever..." he begins as he lifts my bare legs up over his hips before grabbing my ass. I slowly shake my head as I bite my lip. "Okay, we'll take this slow then." He continues to hold my ass up as he guides himself into my warm, wet entrance. He moves slow and steady, pausing every once and a while to allow me a moment. Groans leave both of our mouths as he slowly slides into me, stretching me around him and filling me up. He takes a few long, slow strokes, allowing me time to get use to the feel of his hard cock inside of me before he begins picking up momentum. As he continues holding me with one hand the other reaches down and uses the heel of his palm to rub at my throbbing clit as he begins pounding into me. "My goddess, you are so fucking sexy," he purrs as his hips continue their steady movement back and forth. I grip at the sheets, clinging to them as I arch my body into his. My mind is in complete chaos, unable to concentrate on anything other than the insane amount of pleasure it is feeling right now. A delicious heat spreads through my body, the pain I had felt earlier replaced with an overwhelming hunger for this gorgeous man. Our eyes lock on one another as his penetrating thrusts rock the whole bed. The sounds of it banging into the wall behind it each time he jams himself deep into me echo throughout the room. "Oh my... Oh yes..." I moan, unable to even put together a coherent thought. All I feel is pure ecstasy. "Fuck..." Daniel groans. I can feel the pulsing of his member and I know he's about to cum. "Oh Daniel! Oh yes!" I wail as he pounds into me, the movement becoming more frantic and aggressive, sending me over the edge. My slick walls clench around him, both of us reaching our climaxes, moaning with complete abandon. My goddess, I have never felt anything so earth-shattering in my life.