Page 4 of Come for Me
Hidden in the depths of the forest, this little sanctuary has become one of my favorite spots. Caleb showed me this place when we were kids. Only the Wallers knew about it; it was their secret getaway where they could be a normal family of three rather than our pack leaders. He made me promise never to tell anyone, so I didn’t.
Caleb uses this place to take a break from responsibilities, while I use it to escape from prying eyes to doodle. Although no matter how many paint mixtures I try, I can never get the colors of this place quite right.
“What’re you drawing?”
A voice startles me.
Instinctively, I cover my notepad, turning to Caleb, who’s standing over me.
“Nothing,” I lie.
My cheeks become hot.
Please, just drop it.No way was I letting him see it. I’d be mortified.
A grin spreads across his face. “Nothing, huh?”He’s not buying this; he knows me too well.“Let’s see...”
He rips the pad from my grasp.
“Caleb, don’t,” I whine. “Stop. Give it back!” I claw at him, desperately trying to snatch it.
A lift of his eyebrows and a low chuckle tells me I’m too late.
Humiliated, I bury my face in my hands, groaning.
“What is that?” Caleb rolls on the ground, laughing.
He points to my X-rated drawing of a male and female with their arms wrapped around each other, naked. His penis is straight out, erect, against where women pee and bleed, as she’s sitting on it like a seesaw.
Lately, I’ve had a lot of pent-up... sexual energy. Sketching out my desires helps me deal withoutdealingwith it.
“I don’t know, okay?”
This is half true. I don’t know what I’m really drawing, but I know what I wastryingto draw. I don’t know the layout or where things go.
Clearly, I’ve never had sex before, let alone a mother or older siblings, to ask about this stuff. I asked Jemma, and all she said was my first time should be with my mate, and I’ll know what to do when the moment comes.
I find that hard to believe.
Jemma is super religious and preaches abstaining before mating, as she believes the Moon Goddess intended.
I don’t subscribe to that, although it’s been a good excuse when people ask why I’m an adult and haven’t had sex yet.
Caleb rotates the notepad, viewing it from multiple angles. His forehead scrunches. “That’s not how it works.”
I snatch my notebook. “There are multiple ways to do it, Caleb!”
He snorts. “Well, that’s not one of them.”
I wish he’d stop talking, but he continues.
“Actually, if some girl bounced on my dick like that, it’d hurt.I don’t think it would do anything for the girl, either... Not unless—”
“Oh my goddess, stop.”
“Are you blushing?”
Oh dear goddess, please make him go away.
