Chapter Four

The door opened to a small hall with a few doorways to the sides leading deeper into the house he presumed but that didn't interest Ulric much at all.

Instead, he turned following his nose after Ann's trail. It led him to a stairway that led down to what he assumed was the Staff dorms in a basement. The hall and stairwell were bright with many fluorescent lights shining in what would have been a dim dank place.

At the bottom of the stairwell, there was a long hall that slipt along the wall leading to different hall ways. Everything was designed neat and uniform, and entirely too precise for Ulric's taste. It looked more like a hospital or work office than a place where others lived.

Ignoring that fact for the moment he turned to the right and followed Ann's scent leading him down grey halls with white trim lined with doors. Each door had black printed numbers it labeling the units. While the place unnerved Ulric with its lack of personality and well life he had to admit it was one of the nicer staff places he had seen in a clan house.

Most clans didn't really keep staff, it was just members of the clan helping to care and take care of each other as they should. As was right. Why anyone would allow a stranger into their clan house not to join the clan and just clean up their mess always seemed stupid to him.

He looked at each door wondering how many were in use and how many were shared or not. These thoughts whirled through Ulric's head until he stopped in front of a door that had the strongest lingering traces of his mate's scent. He looked to the door number grinning to himself. Sixty-nine a good number indeed.

Letting his tongue trace over his lips for a quick second holding down his hunger he rasped his knuckles on the door softly.

Waiting Ulric wondered what Ann's response would be to finding him outside her door. He hoped that he would not scare her again. But he could not stop the gnawing feeling in his gut that he had to be close to the little nurse.

After three heartbeats there was no answer Ulric knocked on the door one more time, only to be left waiting again. A worry started to stir in him, wondering if she was hurt or passed out or exploring her body without him. He growled unable to stop the thought from forming, it was not likely but it was what distracted him the most.

Even though he was avoiding being too forward with her and trying to give her space Ulric could not hold back any longer as he knocked once more opening the door. It angered him to find the door unlocked, when he checked the door it angered him, even more so, to find that there was no lock.

Another thing to add to the list of reasons to kick Xavier's ass.

Ulric closed the door behind him before turning and scanning the room of his little delight. He found a small empty room in front of him. It was not bare but it was very minimal. There was a small counter beside him with only one cabinet and a minifridge, on top was a singular electric burner. Farther into the room he saw a decent size but rather small bed with an iron from. He had thought she would have neatly made and pressed bed, he was surprised to find that her bed was a haphazard mess. Her blanket and sheet were messily folded at the foot of her bed and she had not even bothered to touch her pillows.

Somehow learning this fact endeared him a bit, that on her own she was not a very tidy person. Though everything was still clean. There were only two other pieces of furniture in the room a small side table with a lamp that took up most of the table the rest of the table was overflowing with books. As well as an overstuffed armchair that was too small for him but just right for his little nurse.

Ulric smiled at the image of her curled up in that armchair with a book in her lap. It seemed just like something that she would do from what little he had about her. The little room seemed not as bad as he feared it might be, however, he did not see Ann anywhere. She had to be here her scent was so strong he almost expected to turn around and find her right behind him.

A small slush of water soon answered his question. He turned to his left and there right by the front entrance was a door he had failed to notice earlier. It was just slightly cracked and lit from within. He slowly pushed up the door not knowing what he would find.

Out of all the things he wondered he did not expect to find Ann laying a tub that was too small for even her short frame. Her legs hung out of the tub with her knees resting on the lip, her head was resting against the wall as her body soaked in the bubbled water, she lounged in.

Ulric saw soon enough the reason she had not heard him as Ann had a pair of headphones on her ears listening to something as well as one of those little masks over her eyes. Unable to fight the temptation Ulric squeezed his large frame into the small bathroom to gaze down at his delicious little mate.

All of her exposed skin was glistening with her bathwater. Her legs over the edge her cream thighs that disappeared beneath the thick bubbles, her arms over the edge of the tub. Even her slim neck leaned back to rest her head. Ulric's gaze followed a small droplet of water as it followed from the top of her neck over the smooth columns, past where he longed to put his mark at her shoulder over her, over her sloping chest then between the tops of her round floating breast. Ulric bit is tongue to stop from leaning down following that trail.

He stood there looking at the sight in front of him both cursing and blessing the bubbles that hide the rest of her body from him. Even though he longed to see to taste to touch the rest of her body, he knew he would not be able to help himself. Slowly Ulric backed out of the bathroom closing the door and the heavenly view before turning back to the room.

Ulric took a deep breath shifting his stance just a bit as he had never felt so hard in his life. Every step he took made him more eager to plunge himself into her soft curves. Over and over again until she could no longer scream his name. Until she was so full there was not a doubt in the world that he had put a pup in her. Even then he was not sure he would want to stop. Ulric shook those haunting thoughts from his head as he knew now was not the time. He looked around wondering where he could wait for his little nurse to finish her bath.

Ulric decided to lay on the bed waiting for her to come out of the bathroom so that they could talk. Over and over he had to remind himself that he was only here to talk to her. She was human she could not possibly know what it was like to mate a Were. He had to be slow and gentle with her, oh so gentle with her.

Another low growl sounded as Ulric tried to calm himself, a brief thought passed his mind if he could rub out his desires before speaking to his mate. He never had to do so before, but he never had to hold himself back before either.