Chapter 24: House

James and I went past the stair case where he motioned to a door on the right, "That is the library and after that is the art room." He pulled me past the library and towards the next white door. He opened the art room and we walked inside. I swear my jaw hit the floor with the sight before me. There were many paintings lining the walls depicting all kinds of different genres.

There was an easel in the left side of the room facing out a window, a pottery wheel in the middle of the room against the far wall, and a drawing table by the wall to the right. There were shelves upon shelves with canvas, clay, pencils, and so much more. This room was an artists dream! I wanted to learn how to do everything.

I just stood in amazement at all the beautiful artwork. As my gaze travelled to every creation one specific piece caught my attention. I walked towards it and it called to me with its perfection. This piece showed a small red boat in the middle of the ocean with a vicious storm thundering over head. The massive waves came down around the tiny vessel barely keeping it afloat. The art piece looked eerily real and made me want to reach out to see if my hand would come away wet from the ocean water. I could see myself in that tiny vessel and it almost hurt my soul looking deeper into it. I knew what it felt like to see no escape and to just keep taking blow after blow, wave after wave.

James quietly came up behind me. "It's hauntingly perfect.", he said softly. His voice startled me out of my trance and I asked in return, "Who creates all these?". He was directly behind me now and leaned forward into my ear, "I do". I had to turn around at that revelation. "You created all these?", my hand went out motioning around the circumference of the room. "Yes", he replied. His fingers came up to my cheek caressing it softly. "Can I paint you one day?", he asked sweetly. I nodded, not being able to think clearly with his body so close to mine.

His touch was soft and warm on my skin. He took a step forward and I took a step back. We continued this way for a couple more steps until my butt hit a solid form. I looked down and I was against a big wooden table. "Do you feel this pull to me as I do to you?", he said in that honey tone. I swallowed before answering, "Yes". That one word was all I could manage before his lips were on mine. James kissed me passionately, diving his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues mingled together tasting and exploring one another. He pressed his body against mine and reached down to grab my ass. He pulled my body up and placed me on top of the desk never stopping the dance of our tongues.

When I was on top of the desk he positioned himself between my legs and I wrapped them around his torso. Our mouths never parted as we continued kissing feverishly. His hands were in my hair pulling me closer and closer.

He tasted sweet and his scent was fresh and intoxicating. I could not stop myself from grinding against him. My wolf was one with me in this moment and we wanted nothing more then to bite into his neck and claim him as ours. I moved my kisses to his neck licking and nipping as I went. My canines elongated. I was so close to sinking my teeth in and claiming him when he pulled my head back. James' hands went to the hem of my shirt and he pulled it over my head. I wasn't wearing a bra underneath the fabric and his breath caught when he took in my nude breasts. "You're just so beautiful", he said before leaning down and kissing my lips again. "You said that before", I teased with a blush. "It's true", he responded in a silky smooth tone. His canines were elongated in sharp points now and I knew he must desire to claim me as well, but he was refraining. He was holding back that wolf instinct like I was.