Moving quickly, he flipped her over and entered her from behind. The way she pushed back against him told him she liked it this way too. Good. The curve of her spine, the delicate bumps of each vertebrae, drove his wolf wild.
“Harder,” she gasped into the pillow.
“Hmm, not as shy as I thought,” he murmured, quite happy to oblige her request.
Her cunt grabbed his c**k in such a tight embrace he wasn’t sure how long he’d be able to make it last. So good, she felt so good he never wanted it to end, and yet, his balls drew up tightly against his body and the need to come began to pound in his ears, coursing through his veins.
She writhed, the honeyed gold of her hair sliding to the side to give him coy glances of her face. He caught the sight of her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes closed, long lashes fanned against her pale skin.
She had to be there with him, had to come when he did. He reached around to slide his fingers through her pu**y, up to find her clit. A surprised moan vibrated through her as she jerked forward into his touch.
“Mmm, you like that.”
She mumbled something into the pillow and he laughed even as his c**k ached.
“Come with me, beautiful.”
At that moment, her inner walls rippled and spasmed as she came. He heard his name whispering from her lips. The sound, the rightness of it, coupled with the way she felt around him brought his climax with blinding intensity.
One last thrust deep into her body and he was lost to the pleasure.
Chapter Four
Grace felt him push deep and his c**k jerked within her body as he came. His hands gripped her hips, held her and her body moved with the last remnants of her own orgasm.
And dimly she realized he’d moved to the side when the tide of the bond yanked her under. Pulled her down to where all she knew was the crush of emotions so intense she lost herself for long moments as she sweated and trembled.
Her body ached, hurt and yet, even as it spiraled out of her grasp, it began to re-work, her system rebuilding itself back with his, his DNA morphing hers into something new.
Suddenly, it clicked into place and she gasped, sitting up.
His arms held her, he rocked her back and forth, his lips against her temple whispering softly.
“Honey? Are you all right?”
She not only heard the angst and worry in his voice, she felt it through their link. When she opened her eyes, she met his hazel ones and felt better than she ever had.
“Yes, yes, I’m fine now.” Reaching up, she pushed a lock of his hair out of his face. “You’re so gorgeous. I’ve never seen anyone as handsome as you are.”
“Thank you, honey. I feel the same way about you. Everything in the universe is totally f**ked up but for the first time in my entire life I am completely at ease. Satisfied. Full and proud. I’ve waited so long for you I began to wonder if you were just a figment of my imagination.”
A sob tore from her and she buried her face in his chest, breathing him in. She felt his alarm through their link.
“Grace? What is it?”
How could she explain it? How alone she’d been in the world? She shook her head and he stroked a hand over her hair. He was so damned big and she’d been afraid for so long she didn’t know what to do with the absence of both the fear and the loneliness.
“Tell me, please. How can I help if you don’t tell me?”
“It’s just…I don’t know how to say it and not sound pathetic. I’m not.”
He drew her away from his chest with such infinite patience and gentleness, it shook her. “I don’t think you’re pathetic, Grace. But what I do know is you can trust me with your heart, with your soul.”
“I’ve been alone for a very long time. I’ve had friends, of course, human friends. But when Maxwell shunned Warren, none of the rest of the Pack were allowed to speak to us. I lost everyone. And then of course, I drew away from Warren and the rest of his group because they’re all horrible, including my parents. Now I have you and it feels so wonderful I guess it just was very apparent, how alone I really was when I didn’t feel it anymore.”
Her voice became more and more sure as she spoke, as she realized it was all right to share her feelings with him.
“Since I’ve been back with him to get this information, I’ve been scared. So damned scared that he’d find out what I was up to and hurt me. Use that virus on me. What he did to Gina, what he’s done to those homeless humans, it’s barbaric.”
“You aren’t going back. You can’t. You’ll be marked with my scent as my mate. He’d know and there’s no way in hell I’d let you be endangered like that. Ever. Know that, Grace. I’d give my life for you and Maxwell can hang if he thinks anything else.”
He kissed her, hard at first and then softer. “My Pack is your family now. My family is yours. No more being alone. You have me and five of my siblings. All of them but one have mated. My sister Layla has two kids and Nina, my other sister-in-law and my anchor bond is pregnant. My parents are alive as is my grandmother. Lots of family to love you, and they will. Oh, and Tracy, my youngest sibling has a three-legged dog who isn’t all there. Don’t ask.” He laughed.
Blech, anchor bond? She’d have to face that herself soon enough, she really didn’t want to think about some other woman being his anchor.
“I’d be perfectly happy to never deal with Warren or Maxwell again. Both of them are ass**les. Warren is worse, but Maxwell’s actions put many wolves in this position.”
“Harder,” she gasped into the pillow.
“Hmm, not as shy as I thought,” he murmured, quite happy to oblige her request.
Her cunt grabbed his c**k in such a tight embrace he wasn’t sure how long he’d be able to make it last. So good, she felt so good he never wanted it to end, and yet, his balls drew up tightly against his body and the need to come began to pound in his ears, coursing through his veins.
She writhed, the honeyed gold of her hair sliding to the side to give him coy glances of her face. He caught the sight of her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes closed, long lashes fanned against her pale skin.
She had to be there with him, had to come when he did. He reached around to slide his fingers through her pu**y, up to find her clit. A surprised moan vibrated through her as she jerked forward into his touch.
“Mmm, you like that.”
She mumbled something into the pillow and he laughed even as his c**k ached.
“Come with me, beautiful.”
At that moment, her inner walls rippled and spasmed as she came. He heard his name whispering from her lips. The sound, the rightness of it, coupled with the way she felt around him brought his climax with blinding intensity.
One last thrust deep into her body and he was lost to the pleasure.
Chapter Four
Grace felt him push deep and his c**k jerked within her body as he came. His hands gripped her hips, held her and her body moved with the last remnants of her own orgasm.
And dimly she realized he’d moved to the side when the tide of the bond yanked her under. Pulled her down to where all she knew was the crush of emotions so intense she lost herself for long moments as she sweated and trembled.
Her body ached, hurt and yet, even as it spiraled out of her grasp, it began to re-work, her system rebuilding itself back with his, his DNA morphing hers into something new.
Suddenly, it clicked into place and she gasped, sitting up.
His arms held her, he rocked her back and forth, his lips against her temple whispering softly.
“Honey? Are you all right?”
She not only heard the angst and worry in his voice, she felt it through their link. When she opened her eyes, she met his hazel ones and felt better than she ever had.
“Yes, yes, I’m fine now.” Reaching up, she pushed a lock of his hair out of his face. “You’re so gorgeous. I’ve never seen anyone as handsome as you are.”
“Thank you, honey. I feel the same way about you. Everything in the universe is totally f**ked up but for the first time in my entire life I am completely at ease. Satisfied. Full and proud. I’ve waited so long for you I began to wonder if you were just a figment of my imagination.”
A sob tore from her and she buried her face in his chest, breathing him in. She felt his alarm through their link.
“Grace? What is it?”
How could she explain it? How alone she’d been in the world? She shook her head and he stroked a hand over her hair. He was so damned big and she’d been afraid for so long she didn’t know what to do with the absence of both the fear and the loneliness.
“Tell me, please. How can I help if you don’t tell me?”
“It’s just…I don’t know how to say it and not sound pathetic. I’m not.”
He drew her away from his chest with such infinite patience and gentleness, it shook her. “I don’t think you’re pathetic, Grace. But what I do know is you can trust me with your heart, with your soul.”
“I’ve been alone for a very long time. I’ve had friends, of course, human friends. But when Maxwell shunned Warren, none of the rest of the Pack were allowed to speak to us. I lost everyone. And then of course, I drew away from Warren and the rest of his group because they’re all horrible, including my parents. Now I have you and it feels so wonderful I guess it just was very apparent, how alone I really was when I didn’t feel it anymore.”
Her voice became more and more sure as she spoke, as she realized it was all right to share her feelings with him.
“Since I’ve been back with him to get this information, I’ve been scared. So damned scared that he’d find out what I was up to and hurt me. Use that virus on me. What he did to Gina, what he’s done to those homeless humans, it’s barbaric.”
“You aren’t going back. You can’t. You’ll be marked with my scent as my mate. He’d know and there’s no way in hell I’d let you be endangered like that. Ever. Know that, Grace. I’d give my life for you and Maxwell can hang if he thinks anything else.”
He kissed her, hard at first and then softer. “My Pack is your family now. My family is yours. No more being alone. You have me and five of my siblings. All of them but one have mated. My sister Layla has two kids and Nina, my other sister-in-law and my anchor bond is pregnant. My parents are alive as is my grandmother. Lots of family to love you, and they will. Oh, and Tracy, my youngest sibling has a three-legged dog who isn’t all there. Don’t ask.” He laughed.
Blech, anchor bond? She’d have to face that herself soon enough, she really didn’t want to think about some other woman being his anchor.
“I’d be perfectly happy to never deal with Warren or Maxwell again. Both of them are ass**les. Warren is worse, but Maxwell’s actions put many wolves in this position.”
