Taming the Beast

Chapter 37 (Caroline)

“My heavens! Why are you just sitting there?! Get her inside,” I heard Lena say. Keegan shifted his

hold on me and stood easily. He was holding me bridal-style. He held me tightly as his mom put a light

blanket over me. Keegan walked briskly with his mom and the guys behind him. Little by little, I started

calming down. We emerged into the house and Keegan kept walking. He took me up the stairs to a

room and took me to the bathroom; closing and locking the door behind us. I clutched the blanket I’d

acquired tightly as light sobs escaped my lips. I rested my head on Keegan’s chest as his hand rubbed

my back gently. We stayed there until my sobbing stopped. I dropped the blanket to the tile floor and Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

wrapped my arms around Keegan’s neck. He hesitated before his arms came around my waist. I

buried my head in his neck as his hand rubbed small comforting circles in the small of my back.

“Are you okay now?” he asked gently. I nodded slowly. It seemed like Keegan was getting angrier by

the second. “I’m going to kill Asher,” he growled. By the tone of his voice, I knew he wasn’t kidding. I

pulled away and sniffled as I wiped the tears from my eyes. His face softened at the sight of me. I

shook my head.

“It’s not his fault. It’s really no one’s fault,” I sniffled. I gave a shaky breath as I looked at the duvet.

“Two years ago, I was in the car with my parents and we were going over a bridge. This other car lost

control and… we went into the water. Both of my parents died… it’s why I live with my brother now. I’ve

been deathly afraid of water and being in a car over bridges ever since. And that’s how I got those

scars,” I explained hoarsely. I felt comfortable enough around Keegan that I could open up to him. Even

if it meant telling him something I never talked about with anyone. He wiped away tears I didn’t even

know fell. He sighed and reached forward to kiss my forehead.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. I sighed as my eyes closed. I wrapped my arms around his trim waist. I

could practically hear Keegan’s gears turning in his head. I looked at his face as I placed a hand on his

chest.

“Don’t,” I said, pulling back. His eyes furrowed in confusion. I sighed and hit him with the palm pf my

hand as hard as I could. “Don’t kill Asher. He didn’t know,” I explained.

“I want to kill him for hurting you,” Keegan growled.

“You hurt me too,” I countered. I know it was a low blow, but I wanted him to get it. His face contorted in

pain, anger and sadness all at the same time.

“I didn’t mean to and I’m so, so sorry,” Keegan said quickly.

“I know that. I also know that Asher didn’t mean it either. He was just excited and wanted to have fun.

Just like you,” I said. His face dropped as he got the point. I sighed and looked away before continuing

my story about the accident. “The accident… it caused my appendix to rupture and grazed a few other

organs. I had two broken ribs and a fractured collarbone. It was really… I had to have three different

surgeries and when I woke up in the hospital, I found out that my parents didn’t make it… but those

surgeries left scars that you wouldn’t believe. I’ve always been really self-conscious about them.” I

explained. I think by this point, I was just talking to talk. I hadn’t really talked to anyone about what

happened. Danny knew, but only because the police had to tell him. Keegan’s hand went to my

stomach as he traced the scars. I sighed and relaxed. His eyes went back up to mine.

“I’ll get you a change of clothes and a towel to dry off,” he said before he kissed my cheek and left. I

sighed and leaned against the edge of the huge tub. His bathroom was really nice. He had a full glass

shower with a detachable shower-head, two sinks with a long connecting counter and a huge mirror

covering the wall all above it, a roomy toilet room complete with a magazine rack, and a huge Jacuzzi-

style bathtub that could easily fit three people—or a large wolf. I laughed lightly to myself. I must have

been on drugs or something. There was no way that Keegan was a werewolf. There was no possible

way. The door creaked open and Keegan walked in with a towel and a change of clothes. I started

pulling off my clingy wet shirt. I tossed it in a near hamper and started pulling off my shorts.

“Caroline,” Keegan said slowly. I stepped out of my shorts and tossed them in the hamper also. I was

well aware that I was in nothing more than my black lace thong and matching push up bra.

“What?” I said answered, finally looking at him. His eyes flickered to my stomach. I grabbed the towel

quickly and balled it up in front of my stomach as I blushed. “I’ll be out in a minute,” I snapped quietly.

Keegan didn’t take the hit, or if he did, he ignored it. He set down the change of clothes down and

walked closer to me. He slowly took the towel from my hands and set it down on the counter as well.

His expression was soft and understanding.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he said softly. Looking into his amber eyes, I believed him. His hand reached up

hesitantly and touched my stomach. I let out a breath and closed my eyes. “You’re beautiful, Caroline.

Don’t let anyone tell you differently,” he said softly. I opened my eyes to see him looking me with…

love. I tangled my hands in his hair and pulled him to my lips. He inhaled deeply as his hands slid to my

waist. He picked me up and sat me on the counter. He sat in between my legs and pulled my lower

back so I was flush to him. Something poked me in the thigh as my back arched to meet him. His

tongue flicked inside of my mouth. His hands gripped my hips tightly as he groaned. His lips moved to

nip my ear. I gasped as my stomach did a million back flips and turns.

“I love you… every inch of you,” he whispered gently before he pulled away to look at me. I froze and

my eyes shot open. There it was: the L word. Keegan said he loved me. The thought that he felt for me

the same way I felt about him made it a little harder to breathe.

Keegan loved me.

I sat there in shock for a minute as I tried to process this. Keegan loved me: that’s all that continued

running through my head. His eyes searched my face, nervous of what I would say. He was scared, I

could see that. Did he not already know that I loved him too? It was obvious to me, but then again, I

knew my own thoughts. Keegan had no idea what I was thinking. I smiled at him lightly and released a

breath. I moved one of my hand to cup his face as my thumb ran over his cheek.

“I love you too, Keegan,” I whispered. He smiled before he kissed me deeply. I moved my hand back to

his soft, short black hair. The kiss picked up pace quickly, making my heart beat wildly. I was pretty

sure Keegan could hear it. His hand slid up my back and then back down. He groaned when I slipped

my fingertips under the hem of his shirt to rest on the edge of his jeans. I pulled his shirt up and he

raised his arms for me before his hands went to my knees and slid up my legs, coming dangerously

close to the hem of my thong. His lips attached to my neck and he sucked on it gently. His hands

slipped over my hips and he squeezed my backside. His lips traveled further south and he kissed the

top of my chest. I arched my back and let my head fall back.

“I need to stop,” Keegan breathed as his lips brushed against my neck. I didn’t want him to stop. His

lips attached back to mine and my nails dug into his back. He growled and bit my lip gently. “Caroline,”

he breathed huskily. He was trying to control himself and I could see that. I moaned loudly as he nipped

at my ear and hit my sweet spot on my neck. Keegan finally gave in. *~* He lifted me by my thighs and

I wrapped my legs around his waist as his lips crashed back to mine. He moved his hand to my butt

and squeezed it roughly. I let out a small breathy gasp. Keegan walked out of the bathroom and into his

bedroom. How he did that while driving me insane at the same time, I have no clue, but he did. He set

me down on the bed and hovered over me keeping his lips on mine the whole time. My hands reached

down and fumbled with his belt before I managed to get his pants off. He kicked them off. His hand

moved up my leg as his other one propped himself up. His hand inched closer to my underwear. He put

his knee up on the bed in between my legs. His lips were magic against mine. Fire shot to my core. I

felt his hand on my underwear straps and then my underwear was off. I opened my eyes breathlessly

just in time to watch Keegan tuck my underwear into the back pocket of his jeans. His eyes ranked over

me lovingly and lustfully. I fought the urge to cross my legs and cover up.

“You’re so beautiful,” he muttered before his lips were on mine fiercely. I ran my hands down his chest

and rubbed my hand over the front of his flimsy boxers. I was greeted with a big surprise. He groaned

and his hand squeezed my thigh above my bent knee. He pushed my legs open more before his hands

went behind my arched back and snapped off my bra. I quickly tossed it to the side and pulled

Keegan’s shoulders down so his lips were on mine again. He trailed kisses down my neck and chest.

When he got to my stomach, he glanced up at me almost as if he were asking for permission. I granted

it and he placed light, gentle kisses along every single scar. His lips came back to mine and I attacked

him fiercely. He hand came up and rubbed my swollen and ready lips gently as his mouth continued to

move with mine. I moaned and wiggled my hips to get closer to his hand.

“Fuck, Caroline,” he muttered into my neck. He teasing was driving me nuts. Finally, he slipped a finger

into my throbbing core. I squealed/moaned as my eyes snapped shut and my jaw went slack. My back

arched as I forgot how to breathe. He slid his middle finger out before pushing it in again. My hands

gripped his shoulders and Keegan pumped his finger in and out repeatedly and it drove me mad. I was

squirming the whole time. My breaths were coming in pants now. He did this for a while before he

added another finger, making my squeal again. He groaned against my mouth and thrust his fingers

deep inside me. I couldn’t help it, I yelled out something incoherent as my eyebrows knitted in pain

leasure. I was a virgin through and through, so this was my first time for anything. I hadn’t even made

out with a guy before Keegan. His lips left my body. I opened my eyes to see Keegan watching me as

he thrust his fingers into me roughly. I gasped and couldn’t keep my eyes open. They shut tightly as my

leg started shaking. A loud, long moan escaped my lips. I moved my hips into his hand as Keegan

sped up. Knots and butterflies filled my stomach as my aching womanhood pulsed. My chest heaved

as my nails dug into Keegan’s shoulders as he hovered over the side of me. My toes curled and my

back arched as my knees slid closer to my torso. I let out a series of short quick breaths before my

body relaxed. I took a deep breath to try and calm my breathing but it didn’t work. I was still worked up.

I could feel my heartbeat pulsing in my core. Keegan removed his fingers and brought it up to his

mouth. I watched intrigued as he licked his fingers clean. He moved to hover above me; his lips only

centimeters from mine.

“I can’t wait to taste you for real,” he said huskily before his lips were on mine gently. I could feel his

long shaft against my entrance through his boxers. It felt good. I wasn’t even scared. I knew it would

hurt a little at first but I loved Keegan. I wanted to be with him. I pushed my hips down so that his tip put

a little pressure on my entrance. His deep groan was probably the sexiest thing I’d ever heard. He froze

a moment before he pulled away from me.

“Not yet,” he breathed. I looked in his face and saw reluctance. He wanted to, but something was

stopping it. He kissed me deeply and his shaft lay in front of my entrance again. I reached down and

pulled his shaft through the hole in the front of his boxers, quickly pulling him to my entrance, but his

hips froze as he resisted. He gasped before he groaned huskily, and very loudly, and dropped his head

in the crook of my neck. He trembled lightly before he pulled away again. This time, he jumped off the

bed and tried to catch his breath. “Fuck, Caroline, we can’t do that yet,” he said slightly out of breath

and pissed off. I sat up and took a deep breath before I looked at him slightly hurt.

“Why?” I asked. He sighed at seeing my face before he sat on the bed next to me.

“There’s a process and I want you to know everything first,” he said softly. Everything… about what?

“Everything? Like what?” I asked him. He smirked at me.

“Like the fact that I turn into a wolf,” he said, nudging my shoulder. My eyes widened in shock.

“So… I wasn’t on drugs or dreaming?” I asked. He laughed and shook his head.

“Nope,” he said popping the p. He leaned over and kissed me gently. “Get dressed, I’ll show you,” he

said softly. I straddled his lap instead.

“But I don’t want to get dressed,” I pouted. He groaned as I grinded my hips, rubbing my still wet

womanhood along his bare shaft. He yelled like he was in pain as his face scrunched in need. I

smirked slightly as my lips attached to his neck. “I… want… you,” I whispered in between kisses. He

stood quickly and set me down on my feet.

“Caroline… you have to know everything first,” he said sternly. I rolled my eyes before I picked up my

bra and snapped it back on.

“Fine,” I grumbled. He only laughed. I felt his chest against my back as his arms slipped around me.

His hands trailed along my scars and for once, all I felt was beautiful.

“Also, everyone just heard what we did… sensitive werewolf hearing and all. If I took you now, the

whole pack would hear you… even if they didn’t have hyper-senses,” he whispered huskily. My cheeks

turned bright red as I felt my face heat up. Everyone in this house heard us: the guys, his mom, his

dad, everyone. I spun out of his arms and slapped his chest.

“You knew they could hear us and you kept going?! Why would you even tell me that,” I screeched. He

only laughed.

“Relax, the guys took my mom out for groceries before you got too loud. Well, my dad doesn’t really

move from his bed so he could’ve heard everything. The walls down there are pretty thick for sound

proofing but he’s an Alpha so…” Keegan trailed off.

“Wait, Alpha? Isn’t that like… the president?” I asked. Keegan raised an eyebrow at me in amusement

and nodded. I went to the bathroom and slipped on the maxi dress Keegan brought for me to change

into. It was a simple black tank maxi with a clinch waist and open back. I racked through my hair with

my fingers before throwing it in a side ponytail.

“The guys are back with my mom. Someone’s been doing their homework,” he noted. I shrugged.

“I read a lot,” I answered. I looked around the bed for my underwear before I remembered that Keegan

took them. He had his pants back on and was slipping on his shirt. “Keegan will you give me my

underwear please?” I asked, holding out my hand. He started grinning like an idiot as he shook his

head. I looked at him confused and shocked. I needed my underwear, I felt naked without them.

“They’re mine,” Keegan said like a proud toddler before he walked towards the bathroom. I rolled my

eyes and crossed my arms.

“Keegan… underwear, now!” I ordered. His head peeked out the bathroom door as he smirked at me.

“You wore a thong. That was sexy as hell,” he said instead, and then he was back in the bathroom.