Dance of Wolves
Tierra
An annoying beam of light hit me directly in the eyes. Shocking my head, I was trying to avoid it. I turned on the other side, so my head would be more comfortable on my pillow. I managed to go back to sleep for a few more minutes, but this sweet smell that I perceived was disturbing me. Then I heard the birds sing, and the morning breeze splashing my face. I opened my eyes instantly, since none of this made sense, and the first thing I saw was the blue of the sky above me. Immediately, my veins swelled with blood, transporting it through my bloodstream with immense speed. I stopped breathing, just as my body came to an impasse.
“Breathe”, the melodious voice of my mate, resounded in the cavities of my skull, echoing. Slowly, I turned my head towards where his voice came from. And I stared at him, not blinking or missing any detail of him. My eyes crystallized since waking up with him had been one of my most coveted wishes. And I was living it for real, in body and soul, not only in my dreams. This was a lot. And without being able to do anything, I hid my face with my hands while crying, trying to untie the knot that I had in my guts.
Michael’s strong arms wrapped around me, holding my head with one hand to keep me safe from the outside world. If, before I met him, I had loved him blindly, now there is no description of what I feel for him. And when I was able to move my body again, I put my arms around him, squeezing him tight.
“Shh, shh”, Michael, while trying to calm me down, kissed my head. All this was subliminal, and at some point, unattainable. Yet here I was, experiencing his touch as if it were burning charcoal, piercing my skin until it reached inside me. Leaving its mark where it touched. I brought my nose close to his chest, and inhaled deeply, recognizing him, recording his essence in the depths of my soul.
And when I was able to calm down, I looked up at him. But he was seeing me differently as if it were the first time we’d met. We saw each other, with disbelief, and surprise, but at the same time as if we had known each other for a lifetime. “I never believed my mother when she told me what the bond did to her. I had no idea, until now,” he said, wiping my tears away with his finger.
Then he looked ahead and said, “It’s already morning.” As I admired him, I watched a smile slowly form on his face as he watched the sunrise, with an expression serene, full of peace. His clear eyes shone, while his perfect white teeth were framed by those red lips, which died to try. While his tanned skin creased slightly around his eyes. Just as the sun illuminated the days, his smile was the one that would illuminate my life from now on. I was certain that if I stopped seeing it, I would black out, consumed by the darkness.
Returning his gaze to me, and still smiling, he said, “Let’s go inside.” And since I lost the ability to speak, I only nodded my head like a fool. I was aware that my behaviour was wrong, but how to stop myself from doing it? I wasn’t ready for this. How should I react to so much happiness?
He got up from the ground where we were, under a tree, a few meters away from the cabin. In front of me, with his naked body, my avid, and greedy eyes absorbed every detail, leaving me breathless. My partner was magnificent, and I didn’t know how to thank the goddess for putting him in my path despite everything. My throat went, dry, doing difficult to swallow. He, shaking his head, stretched out his arm, offering me his hand. I slowly stretched mine, until I reached his, and took it. Helping me up, we headed to the cabin. And as we walked hand in hand, my mind went back to what happened last night.
My animal howled when his wolf marked her, celebrating the moment. My mate’s wolf also joined in a dance of sounds, grunts, and movements that were heard around them.
Both left to nature and instinct rule over them. And some other wolves answered the call in the distance, joining the joy that meant that two fated souls had been made one. The intensity that I felt through my animal was so great that I was the one who was experiencing everything first-hand. That connection and belonging that I finally had in my hands was subliminal and incredible.
Our animals did not part for a moment, recognizing each other. Intertwining their lives forever, since once a wolf finds its mate, they will remain together for good. Our beasts took advantage of this moment, making up for the lost years. But exhaustion eventually defeated them, forcing them to take shelter under the tree we woke up in. Sometime during the night, they must have handed over control, and that’s how I woke up, in Michael’s arms.
Arriving at the cabin, Michael opened the door and led me inside. Then we went to the bathroom, where he turned on the shower, checking from time to time that the water was at the correct temperature. And I couldn’t do anything but observe each of his movements, his grimaces, each muscle that was reflected. All. My fixation was such that I did not realize what he was saying to me.
“The towels, did you hear me? I have no idea where they might be.”
The towels, Oh, yes. I nodded my head and quickly went to the drawer under the bed, where I got what he asked for, immediately returning to his side as if he could disappear. I was afraid of losing him. Will it be just me? Or does Michael feel that way too? Or have I gone crazy from so much wandering the world searching for him?
But Michael’s big, rough hands on my shoulders snapped me back to reality. He was in front of me, looking down at me. He was tall, and I barely reached his neck. Staring at each other, I noticed his eyes began to sparkle. It was an unusual glow, but it called to my soul. He cupped the back of my head and with his other hand lifted my chin, placing my face towards him. And slowly he brought his face closer to mine.
My brain ran out of thoughts, and I could only widen my eyes in shock before his lips descended on mine.
I closed my eyes and let his presence surround me. The stream of water began to fall on us, warming our skin after the cold of the morning, while our mouths were still together. The water hid my tears since this was what I had always longed for, and it had come true. I was very moved.
But those tears dried up, and disbelief turned into a passion that burned through every pore of my skin, when Michael brought his lips to my neck, kissing it all the way down. I felt his bite pulsing, the strong, permanent mark his animal left on me. He kissed my skin with abandon, making my toes curl; therefore, pleasure exploded in my belly. My lips parted, and a silent moan escaped them.
This was the first time a man had touched my body like this, and it was worth the wait. Michael would be my first and last.
