Dom's POV

It's been exactly 17 minutes and 23 seconds since my mate left me. Walked right out the front door. Tears ever so threatening in her eyes.

"Dom. Did you hear me? I asked you what can I do to help." Max says shaking me out of the daze. It's not a daze though she walked right out those doors and left you. My conscience weeps.

"Just make sure she's safe. She'll be furious if I follow her."

She might never come back. It's my fault, I didn't give her enough space.

Anger prickles at my scalp and my fists ball up.

"How do I know where she went?" He grabs his jacket from the coat rack.

"The car. I put a tracker on the bottom of the car. It's um connected to my phone. I will send you directions. Just please promise you'll call me if anything is wrong?"

"I got it Dom. Everything will be alright. I promise I won't leave until I know she's safe." He pats my shoulder and heads out the door.

I should be the one making sure she's safe. I doubt she even wants to see my face.

"You okay Dom?" Danny asks.

I turn around and she standing in front of me.

I pull the hair out of my face and nod. When in all honesty I'm scared, pissed, and sad all at the same time.

I didn't mean to push her. I just want her to eat properly.

"Can I get you something?"

I refrain from yelling and politely decline.

"I'll be in my office." I drag off into my office where I immediately send Max Stef's location. Shes at a house in the city.

Who the hell does she know in the city?!

Frustrated; I slam my phone on my desk.

"God dammit!"

The thought of her never coming back to me hurts. Rage and sadness stir in my chest.

"Don't be a bitch Dom. She said she wasn't leaving you." I say To myself.

I can only think the worse though. One day it'll get so bad and she'll leave and never come back.

I can't let that happen. I will do whatever it takes.

I sit behind the desk, grab my phone, and facetime Max. He answers on the first ring.

"Im pretty sure the directions you gave me are to an apartment just down the rode from the high school. Maybe she's with friends."

He sits the phone up on the dashboard.

"Yeah maybe." I say silently praying he's right.

I set my phone up and wait in silence for max to arrive at Stef's destination.

{~}

Max's POV

"Do you want me to go in?" I ask Dom sitting in my car across the street from the apartment Stef's in.

"No. She'll just be angry that I sent you to spy on her."

I listen in silence as he quietly cures to himself.

"I don't know max. I don't know what to do now. I fucked up." He says standing up in front of the camera. I can tell he's in his office just looking at the bookshelf behind him.

"You didn't fuck up Dom. She just had a bad day. She just needs to clear her head."

"She could have done that here, with me, if I hadn't forced her so much." He says beginning to pace.

"Maybe, but your thinking the worst of things Dom. She will never leave you the way that you think she will. I mean if your parents told you that there is a possibility that you won't be able to have kids you'd need time to think too."

He stops pacing but doesn't say anything.

"I won't leave here until I know shes safe bro." I assure him.

He sighs and sits back down.

"You don't think she's alone with a guy do you?"

He looks at me through the camera. I look back.

"Course not. She's a bright girl. Don't worry so much." I say staring at the apartment complex.

We're both silent as the hours start to pass by.

{~}

Stef's POV
{The next day}

"Thanks for letting me stay here Sasha. I'll call you later."

She pushes her red hair out of her freckled face.

"You are always welcome here girlfriend."

I hug my best friend before leaving her apartment.

On my way to my car a notice a familiar black escalade sitting across the street from the apartment.

Walking over to the car I see max inside, asleep.

Dom must have sent him.

"Max, wake up!" I call tapping on his car window.

He shoots up and looks around. Finally he locks eyes with me.

He turns the car on and rolls the window down.

"Hey Stef."

He rubs his eyes.

"How long have you been sitting out here? How did you find me?" I start to question him wondering where Dom is.

"Um Dom is really worried about you. To the point were I'm worried about him."

He completely dodges both of my questions but, I'm intrigued.

"It's that bad?" I start biting my thumb nail.

The guilt sinks in once again.

"Yeah. I guess when he hung up on me last night he through a huge temper tantrum. Danny said she could hear growls and shatters all night." Max explains as he bites his thumb nail.

I feel even worse than I already did after hearing that.

He probably hates me now. I can just picture the anger coursing through his veins as he curses my name.

"I'll meet you at home okay?"

I wave max off and then run to my car.

As soon as I'm in my car I try to call Dom but it goes straight to voicemail.

"Dammit." I toss my phone in the passenger seat and head home. Preparing myself for what I might come home too.

Without being pulled over by the police I speed home and stumble inside.

"Dom?!" I shout hoping my mate would appear before me and just wrap me in his arms.

Needless to say, he doesn't appear.

I open the door to his office and immediately my heart stops. My eyes scan the broken room in horror.

The desk is literally snapped in half! Right down the middle All three chairs, clawed and d-fluffed; Books ripped from their dormant state on the bookshelf; paper scattered everywhere. Max was right, this is bad.

I'm scared!

"Hello Stefanie."

Startled by the deep male voice I jump forward.

Slowly I turn on my heel to see Mr. Wright, Dom's dad right behind me. I let out a sigh of relief. I don't know who I was expecting and what they would do.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. I just wanted to tell you Dom is out back, on the porch." Scott says smiling at me in away that makes me feel slightly embarrassed.

"Thank you."

I smile at Scott and leave the office.

Awkward.

I take my time going outside. To contemplate what I'm going to say. What he might say. And just how far away I need to stand to not get my neck snapped like his desk.

I open the back door and step out onto the porch. He's sitting on the steps, hair mopped to one side of his head.

Before I step any further a thin, little, white cloud of smoke graces the air in front of him. He's smoking a cigarette?

A little piece of me is sad about him smoking again but I know now is not the time to address it.

"Dom?" I squeak biting my thumbnail again.

His whole body swings around to look at me. Cigarette in between his lip.

A look of relief graces his face. Then again I could be reading him totally wrong.

Standing up, he takes the cigarette from his mouth, blows a bit of smoke, which is actually really really hot, and puts it out with his shoe. All while looking at me.

Slowly but surely he steps closer to me. He seems, different.

"Hi." He smirks standing right in front of me now.

He's cool as a cucumber. I bet he's just waiting for me to cry, then I'll really look like an idiot.

"Look Dom. Im sorry about last night. You were just trying to help me. And I was upset and I kneed you in the crotch pretty hard..."

He puts his index finger on my lips and shushes me.

"Im sorry, you're sorry. I just need you. To know that you're okay. And that I'll never lose you." He smiles softly stroking my cheeks with he's thumbs.

Maybe that was weed and he's high right now. I mean his office is destroyed and he's as calm as can be.

"You will never lose me Dom. Never."

His smile grows before he presses his lips to mine. His mouth tastes of cigarettes, and I actually I like it. I'm engulfed in this very moment. His chapped lips, the smoky mint, his hands holding me close, the burning sky above us, the sound of our muzzled moans. I'm flustered, out of breath, and very much in love.

I break the kiss.

I'm positive we've said I love you to each other before but I feel this heaviness in my chest and...and it's stirring my emotions, and my hormones. I think this just might be what crazy, stupid love feels like.

"I'm in love with you Dom. So so in love with you." I state looking up into his ocean blue eyes.

He takes my hand and looks right back at my brown ones.

"I can't explain how much I love you. Believe me I've tried."

We both laugh.

"So does this mean we're okay? Your office is pretty trashed." I blush wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Yeah I kind of flipped out but I've calmed down now. I promise."

He wraps his arms around my waist and rests his hands on my butt.

I sigh. It's my fault that he flipped out; it's my fault his office is a mess, and it's probably my fault he was smoking just before I came out here.

"I'm sorry." I sigh again resting my head on his chest.

"Everything's okay now pup. Let's go inside."

Taking my hand again he leads me inside.

Seeing Scott talking to max, who I assume just walked in Dom scoops me off of my feet, rests me over his right shoulder, and quietly jogs up the stairs. I don't protest.

Once we're in our bedroom Dom sits me down on the bed then closes and locks the door. My breath hitches in my throat.

Mixed emotions flood my body. Love, lust, happiness, and just a hint of fear.

I watch anxiously as he turns around holding his hand out for me. Standing from the bed, I take it.

He jerks me as close to him as I can get and frowns.

"Its so hard controlling myself around you Stef...and Its a hell of a lot harder to control myself without you. I always need you. Even when your right in front of me." His voice is low and lust filled.

His hand leaves mine and finds itself at the nape of my neck. Pulling me even closer to him. Our lips are so close to touching I taste the smokey mint already.

"I love you more than anything Stefanie."

My eyes and my heart flutter at his use of my full name. There's just something about the sound that's so special.

I'm about to say something, anything but I'm too late. His lips collide with mine in a deep, passionate kiss. And before I know it both my legs and arms are wrapped around his muscled body. Moving and gyrating my core into his. Moisture pooling in my panties as his boner teases me.

Not breaking the kiss he carries me over to the bed and lays us down. There he slowly strips me naked, and kisses every inch of my body. My forehead, my eyes, my nose, my mouth, my cheeks, my neck, my collar bone, my shoulders, my chest, my breasts, my stomach, my hips, my thighs, my legs, and my feet.

I pout when he leaves out the most sensitive part of my body. The part that I groom to his liking despite my embarrassment. The part that aches for him day in and day out.

He grins when I cross my legs.

"Don't worry. I haven't forgotten." He winks. Then climbs off of the bed and walks over to the dresser.

He opens it and rummages around for a minute.

"What tie do you like best? Black or silver?"

He holds up two of his ties.

"I like them both really." I answer sitting up on my elbows.

I don't understand what they have to do with anything in this moment. Confused, but I go with it anyway.

He bites his lip climbs back on the bed.

"I'll just use both." The slightest smirk forms on his lips.

What Is he planning? The only thing that come to mind is 50 shades of grey.

"Turn around on all four's." He demands. 50 shades it is.

Immediately I do as told.

I find out what the tie's are for when he crosses my ankles over one another and secures them with a very tight knot.

"Too tight?"

He strokes my inner thing making me shiver.

"No." I moan.

I can sense the smirk on his face.

"Good. Now bend over and put your arms behind your back."

I bend over resting my weight on my left shoulder and hold my hands behind my back.

Gently he lifts my arms and knots the tie around my wrists. Just as tight as my ankles. Causing a bit more pain than I was expecting.

"You have to tell me if any of this is or becomes painful. I don't want to hurt you. Okay Stef?" Once again his voice is low and soothing.

"Okay."

Without much visual I listen to all of his movements. When I hear a zipper I don't know what to think.

"Are you naked?" I ask blushing.

"I am now. Don't worry though, I'm just gonna do a bit of teasing. I won't impregnate you tonight."

He laughs but I know he's thinking about more than just a bit of teasing.

"God you're so beautiful. What did I do to deserve you Stef?" He asks rubbing and kneading my behind.

I think the question was rhetorical so I don't answer.

He gives my behind a couple of hard slaps on each cheek. It does hurt but after a few seconds The pain turns into pleasure.

"Fine, wet, and ready; just how I like you."

His hand connects with my sex adding more moisture. And then suddenly his length replaces his hand. He gently strokes his length between the folds of my sex. Causing me to let out a throaty moan.

"Harder." I practically beg

I know he's smiling.

"What did you say?"

So he's gonna make me beg?

"Harder Dom." I plead again.

"What's the magic word"

He teases me by circling his tip on my clit.

"Please!" I whine like a child.

"That's not the magic word Stef."

Seriously!

There's a emptiness deep in my belly that's yearning to be filled.

"I don't know the magic word to be honest. I was hoping you'd make up something, something, sexy." He says rubbing my behind.

"Your killing me here...I don't know how much more of this teasing I can take."

His touch leaves my body as he leaves the bed. I frown.

"You know, you are so sexy right now. It's extremely hard not to fuck you. Tied up, bent over, exposed..." His words touch me, in away that I'm squirming.

"Okay Christian grey can you untie me now?"

"Please don't compare me to that book of porn." He says climbing back on the bed.

He unties my ankles and then my wrists. I roll over on to my back. He's smiling down at me.

"Stop looking at me." I giggle crossing my arms over my chest.

"I'll never stop looking at you. You are too gorgeous." He smiles that pearly white smile and pulls my arms away from covering my chest. Then looks down at my breasts and bites his lips.

"I want to do so much more to you pup. I have to stop myself in times like these. But I just can't help it."

Gently he takes my right nipple between his fingers and twists, making it hard. He uses his mouth to suck on the left. We're both still completely naked.

He uses his teeth to nip at the sensitive skin.

"Dom..." I moan fisting his blonde hair.

He turns his head and looks at me just as his tongue glides across my nipple.

"Fuck me."

He pauses.

"Stef..." He starts.

"With these."

I point to my breasts.

"You would let me titty fuck you?" The surprise on his face and in his voice is so cute.

"I want you to titty fuck me Dom."

He doesn't hesitate to stand up.

"Knees, now." He demands but it's more of and excited demand and I can help but smile and comply.

He stands on the bed before me. Running a hand through his hair.

I'm nervous but how hard can it be.

I sit up right, lean forward, position my breasts on each side of his length, and press them together with my hands.

I look up for confirmation that I'm doing it right but Dom's eyes are closed shut.

Its when I start slowly pumping my breasts I get that conformation.

"Jesus Christ Stef, faster." He groans.

Payback.

"What did you say?"

"Baby please." He whines thrusting his hips a bit.

I speed up and watch his tip appear then disappear between my breasts.

"Yeah...just like that." He sighs

He bites his lip and thrusts his hips matching my speed.

I watch as he loses himself slamming his fists against the wall.

"I'm gonna cum Stef. Let me finish."

Why does he always want to finish.

"No." I want to do this for him.

I take all his length into my mouth.

"Stef!" He shouts.

An involuntary thrust sends the hot salty substance down my throat.

"Fuck Stef."

He pulls out and falls back on the bed, panting.

I go to wipe my mouth but there's a knock at the door so I freeze. Dom looks at me, I look at him.

"Go to the bathroom, now!" He whisper yells. Immediately I jump out of bed, grab his t-shirt, and run into the bathroom. Close and locking the door behind me.

{~}

Dom's POV

Once I hear the bathroom door click I grab my pants from the floor, tug them on and walk to the door.

I open it just enough to see who's knocking.

It's my dad? His arms are crossed but he's grinning at me.

"Yeah dad?"

He chuckles.

"You said you wanted to talk to me. Remember?" Shit. I wonder if he heard all of that. Of course he did, he's a werewolf. I completely forgot about him. Oops.

"Right! Right. My office. Just give me two seconds to put a shirt on."

I'm about to close the door but he stops it with his hand.

"And son. Underwear. Don't forget to put on underwear." He heard for sure.

He grins again and then walks away.

Awkward.

I close the door and call Stef. She comes out of the bathroom almost drowning in my white tee. One of the sexiest sights I will ever see.

"Who was that? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah it was just my dad."

She pads over to me and wraps me in a hug.

"Your dad! You don't think he heard..." She gasps, her face filling with fear.

"I know he heard. Don't be embarrassed though."

She lets go of me and sits on the bed.

"Don't be embarrassed? Your father just listened to you titty fuck me and me giving you a partial blow job." She whispers.

I have to laugh.

"Look Im going to talk to him for a minute will you be okay?"

"I'll be be fine I'm gonna go for a run." She gets up.

"Alright. Just be careful."

{~}

"Do you remember what you wanted to talk to me about." My dad smiles sitting on the unbroken chair in front of me.

"Um yeah. I needed some advice on sex."

"You do? Really?" He starts laughing.

"Yes dad, I need your expertise."

He sits up and opens his arm telling me to start talking.

"Okay. You know how something is just so sweet that it starts becoming almost painful not to have it?" I know I hate talking to my dad about sex but he's my only source of information right now.

"You're saying it's getting harder to not have sex with her."

"Exactly. I mean have you seen her? And the worst part is she doesn't even know what she's doing to me. Just last week she was making eggs. Do you know what she had on while making these eggs? Just my t-shirt. Just the fact that she was making me, eggs, in my t-shirt makes me crazy! And I'll just tell you, those eggs burned." I'm out of