"It would be my greatest pleasure," he said. I pulled away, looking into his worried, beautiful blue eyes. Raising myself on tiptoe, I leaned in, my lips nearing his. He responded instantly, lowering his head to meet mine.

His mouth covered mine, pouring emotion into the kiss. Waves of pleasurable heat washed over me as he continued. I moaned softly, encouraging him.

He bent, lifting me by my buttocks. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist. He held my cheeks firmly; the feel of his hands intensified the pleasure coursing through me. He deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch, tasting me completely.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers finding his hair. I ran them through his dark locks. Suddenly, I felt something hard pressing against my core. I gasped, gripping Liam's hair, unprepared for the feel of his manhood. He growled against my mouth, continuing his kisses. Another moan escaped my lips.

One hand left my bottom, moving up my back. He grasped the end of my braid, removing the elastic. He worked his hand upward, pulling my braid apart and shaking out my long, crimson hair. His hand then moved through my hair, holding me impossibly closer. I bit his lower lip, earning another seductive growl. I felt his member harden against me. He moved across the room, laying me on the bed, his kisses never ceasing. He climbed on top of me.

Finally breaking the kiss, he moved his lips down my jawline to the crook of my neck. Each kiss sent waves of desire radiating through me, directly to my core. I had never desired anyone so intensely, never felt this way before.

"Liam," I breathed.

"Mmmm," he hummed into my neck, continuing to kiss and suck the skin.

"I want you," I said breathlessly.

He immediately stopped, looking into my eyes; both of us were breathing heavily.

"Kitten, are you sure?" he asked. I nodded, biting my lip. He gave me a seductive smile and kissed me again. This time, his hands moved lower, finding the hem of my shirt. He slowly pushed it up, revealing my stomach. Reaching the top, he broke the kiss and pulled the shirt over my head, throwing it to the floor. He looked down at me in my bra, letting out another seductive growl. His eyes, dark blue and full of lust, revealed his and his wolf's anticipation. He removed his shirt and tossed it aside. I looked at him, consumed by desire. I bit my lip; he smirked cockily. He leaned forward, kissing me again, his hands moving to the clasp of my bra. In moments, he'd undone it, sliding it down my arms. Once it joined our shirts on the floor, he sat back, admiring his handiwork.

"Beautiful," he breathed, bending to capture my lips again. His hands kneaded and caressed my body. I moaned uncontrollably; every touch intensified my desire. He left my lips, moving down my neck and further south. His hands moved to my pants, undoing them as he took one of my nipples into his mouth. I gasped as he sucked on the sensitive skin. Once my pants were undone, his hand groped my other breast as he continued kissing and sucking the first. After a few moments, he switched, taking the other breast into his mouth. A loud moan escaped my lips. I felt his smile against my breast as he continued.

Finally, he stopped, sitting up. He pulled my capris down my legs, discarding them, leaving me in my panties. He stood, tossing his pants aside before climbing back on top of me.

He kissed me again before saying, "I'm going to take this slow, baby." I nodded. He kissed me again; his hand moved to my panty line. He then moved down my body, pulling my panties down with him. He spread my legs and looked up at me.

"Do you trust me, baby?" he asked. I nodded. He smiled.

"Good; just lay back then," he said. He lowered his mouth to my hip bone and began kissing. I thought I would burst; the feeling of his mouth on my body was incredible. His mouth traveled to the other side, then down my leg to my inner thigh, suckling and kissing as he went.

"Mmmm, Liam," I moaned.

He moved to my folds, parting them with his tongue. As he reached my clitoris, I felt his smirk before he pulled it into his mouth, sucking hard. I almost screamed as my back arched off the bed. He growled in approval as I caught my breath. He moved back down, plunging his tongue into my entrance. He moaned as his tongue lapped at my opening.

"Kitten, you taste divine," he said, earning another breathless moan. "Are you ready, baby?" He asked; I looked at him quizzically. He chuckled, lowering his head. This time his tongue worked on my clitoris while he inserted one finger into my vagina. I squeaked in surprise. He slowly moved his finger in and out, his tongue lavishing my clitoris.

"Oh God," I moaned. As he moved his finger and tongue, a warm pressure built in my lower abdomen.

I squirmed under his touch. He growled, this time a warning, as he grabbed my hip with his free hand, holding it firmly as he continued his pleasurable touch. His finger thrust in and out, slowly gaining speed. As his hand moved faster, pleasure blossomed.

"Oh, Liam," I moaned his name as the pressure built. I felt like I would burst. Suddenly, I felt everything below my waist clench, and a euphoric feeling washed over me. Liam removed his finger and moved his tongue to my opening, lapping up my juices as I experienced my orgasm. This time I screamed out in pleasure as my orgasm rolled through my body.

Once my body calmed, he moved back up to my face. Smiling, he said, "How was that, kitten?"

All I could muster was a "Mmmm" in response.

Liam chuckled, pulling me close. He rolled us over so I was lying on his chest, my face inching towards his neck, snuggling into it. He wrapped me in his arms, cuddling me close.

"Don't fall asleep yet," he whispered into my hair. "Do you think you can walk, baby?" he asked. Even though we hadn't had sex, I knew this was my first intimate experience. He wanted to take care of me, ensuring I wouldn't be sore tomorrow.

I shook my head. He chuckled; I must still be feeling the aftereffects. "I guess I'll just have to carry you," he said. He shifted my petite frame so he could sit up with me. My arms went around his neck as he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He stood with me and headed toward the bathroom. I peered up at him curiously.

"I don't want you to be sore tomorrow," he said as he set me on the bathroom counter. He made sure I could hold myself up before turning to run a warm bath. Once the water was running, he looked for soap. I pointed to the small cabinet next to the counter. He opened it, quickly finding bubble bath. After pouring it in, he removed his boxers and came to me.

With his erection still fully visible, I gave him a wide-eyed look. He chuckled. "Don't worry, baby; I said we could take it slow. Plus, I didn't bring a condom, and I doubt you're on birth control."

I shook my head, blushing. He scooped me up and walked to the bath. Slowly, he lowered us into the water, letting me stretch out in his lap. I sighed contentedly. We sat for a while, enjoying the warmth. He slowly and softly caressed my body, starting at my thighs and moving up to my shoulders. I hummed contentedly as he rubbed me.

"Feel good?" he asked.

"Yes," I said.

We cuddled in the bath longer. I enjoyed the feel of my tiny body against his. It would take time before he could mate me properly. Just one finger inside me was a tight fit, and I thought I would have snapped his finger when I climaxed.

As the bubbles faded and the bath grew cold, he decided we should get out and go to bed. "We should get out now. Do you think you can stand?" he asked.

"Mmhmm," I mumbled sleepily.

We stood and climbed out. I pulled the plug while he grabbed towels. He slung one around his waist and wrapped me in one. I went to my counter and pulled out a hair tie, pulling my long hair into a messy bun. We exited the bathroom when I stopped.

"You don't have any clean clothes here," I said worriedly.

"Don't you worry about that," he said, walking to the door. He opened it to find his bag on the front step. Damien had messaged him that he was leaving his bag, knowing he would be staying. He turned, shutting the door.

"How did you do that?" I asked.

He winked. "I have my ways." I rolled my eyes and moved to my dresser to find clothes. He set his bag down and pulled out clean underwear and shorts. He dropped his towel and quickly dressed. When he turned, I was holding my clothes, blushing furiously.

"I'm going to…" I said, pointing to the bathroom. He nodded, holding back a laugh. I was shy now! I went to the bathroom and closed the door. While he waited, he picked up our discarded clothing. He put my clothes in my hamper and his in his bag. He grabbed his phone and sat on the bed. It was as good a time as any to check in with Damien.

He dialed his number and waited. He didn't answer, but he immediately got his link.

"I can't exactly talk right now," he said. "Gwen is screaming her head off in the car."

"So, you got her out of here?" I asked.

"Yeah, and I'll make sure she doesn't come back," he said.

"Great, thanks. Has anyone gone to the Lakehouse yet?"

"Yeah, should be ready by morning. Whenever you can convince her."

"I already did. She isn't thrilled but agreed to go with me."

"Good, we can protect her there."

"You can't tell Gwen where we'll be. Neither can Lily."

"Don't worry, way ahead of you. I also spoke with the little old man who runs the Inn. Did you know he's a wolf too?"

"Haha, yes, actually, I did."

"Well, I'm going to send a few she-wolves out here to help replace Azalea until this is over. Figured we shouldn't just take away his only real help. Doesn't look like he can climb the stairs, let alone actually run the Inn."

"Thanks, man."

"Of course. She's my Luna, man. Obviously, I'm going to help my best friend protect her."

"I don't deserve such a good Beta."

"You can make it up to me sometime. You coming back before going to the lake house?"

"No, can you send some stuff over there for me?"

"Yeah, no worries. Just get your girl safe, okay? The patrols are checking into a few possibilities on the hunter's identity."

"That's fantastic. Keep me updated." With that, he broke the link. I'm sure he had his hands full with Gwen raging in the seat next to him.

Right then, the bathroom door opened, and Azalea emerged. I would never get over how breathtaking she was. She came to me wearing a plain white T-shirt and green and blue plaid pajama shorts. Her skin looked pale and soft, and my fingers itched to touch her again.

"All set, baby?" I asked. She nodded, coming to sit in my lap. I kissed her cheek affectionately as I moved us onto the bed. She was so small that holding her felt effortless. We lay on our sides facing each other as I held her in my arms.

I kissed her forehead one more time, whispering, "Goodnight, Azalea," as her eyelids drooped. I buried my nose in her hair as I waited for sleep to come, too.