“As long as it’s in your living room and not your bed, I’m happy to share.” Ben approached and kissed Tegan’s lips quickly.
“If you say so, cop. You’re the one with the gun.” Sid laughed and Ben joined him.
Tegan smiled at her sister. Back in those first days after they’d first bonded, Tegan wasn’t sure moments like this were even possible for them. It made the reality all the more sweet.
“Did your parents get out of here okay?” Tegan turned to Ben and snuggled against him.
“Yeah. They were tired but my dad told me to tell you how much he enjoyed the ceremony and he meant that. Jillian of course had a blast and says she’ll talk to you soon.
I like that you’re hanging out with my sister.”
“She’s fun and she’s a really good cook. Those meatballs she made? I could have eaten about five hundred of them, like with a giant spoon in front of the television on a Friday night.”
He chuckled. “Even you talking about pigging out is sexy. You’re amazing and I love you so much.”
“Oh you’re so good with that mouth.” She tiptoed up and kissed him. “We should go. Honeymoon suite with our name on it is waiting at the Salish Lodge.”
They said their goodbyes and headed out.
Their room at the historic lodge was absolutely gorgeous. Rose petals on the bed, a fire in the fireplace, chilled champagne waiting and a lavender scented bath.
“Wow.” Tegan walked through the room and took it all in. “Swanky. I’m guessing this was Nina’s idea more than Lex’s but it’s a very nice wedding present I must say.”
“Mmm.”
She turned at the catch in his voice, the deepening of the timbre and the thick note of desire there. He leaned against the door, clicking the locks. His eyes never left her and she felt naked there as he devoured her with his gaze.
Her mouth dried up as he slid the tuxedo jacket from his body and casually tossed it on a nearby chair.
“Oh. Well then.”
“Indeed. Come and help me out of these clothes. Then I’ll get in the bath and watch you get out of yours. I’ll tell you what’s next after that.”
A few steps and she met his body with her own, sliding her palms up the expanse of his chest. He was warm, vibrant, his sensuality echoed from him and into her.
She took his hand and undid his cuff, first one and then the other, moving away from him to put the links on the dresser. Moving back to him again, she slid off his cummerbund and tie, then unbuttoned his shirt slowly, kissing each new spot of bare skin as she went.
He relaxed as he stood here, his hands stroking up and down her arms.
When she took his shirt off, she moved to breathe him in, loving the scent of the night on his skin and the smell of Pack. “You smell like Pack now.” She kissed her way across his shoulders as her hands caressed his back before moving around him and over his belly.
“I do?” His voice was lazy, sexy.
“You do. It’s very nice. Sort of wild. It goes well with your natural scent.”
She dropped to her knees in front of him as he stepped out of his shoes and then she took his pants off, followed with his socks and last of all his boxer-briefs.
“While I’m here, mind if I take a little tour?” She looked up at him and caught his smile.
“Who am I to refuse my bride anything she wishes?”
Tegan ran her hands up the muscles of his calves and thighs, loving the way they jumped as she touched him. The skin of his c**k was salty as she licked around the crown. She took her time, leisurely kissing and sucking the head the way he liked it as she palmed his balls gently.
His knees locked and the muscles of his thighs bulged. Her body reached as she gasped softly. His desire for her roared into her system as intensely as if it were her own.
“Wow. Is it just me or is this very intense? More than our usual hotter-than-the-sun chemistry?” He drew her up his body as he held her upper arms.
His pupils nearly swallowed all color in his eyes, she tasted his heartbeat in her mouth. Her wolf pressed against her human skin, rolling against him through that metaphysical barrier.
“Holy shit,” he gasped. “What was that?”
“I think the bonding ceremony made us as close as if you were a wolf too. We were already bound through the Claiming but whatever my grandmother did, your blood mixing with mine, the whatever she said over the rings, it’s made us very linked.” Tegan closed her eyes for a moment and her head lolled back as she rubbed against him. “My wolf likes it as much as my human does.”
“Good God, I’ve got to have you now,” he whispered, his voice taut.
He shoved the bodice of her dress to the side, freeing her barely held br**sts, lowering his mouth to her ni**les. Fire licked at her senses as he nibbled and sucked on them.
“Get the sleeves unbuttoned or I’m going to rip it.”
She fumbled with the sleeves as he continued his plunder, finally getting loose.
“Zipper on the side. Hurry!”
He let her go long enough to get the zipper down so she could struggle out of the dress. He helped her pull it over her head and a flash of green as he tossed it with his jacket.
“Damn it, those shoes.” He shook his head as he stalked to her. Her shoes were pretty mules with peek-a-boo toes in a green satin that matched the dress. She’d had a pedicure that morning so her toes were a bright, shiny red. “And Tegan, you naughty, naughty girl. No undies?”
“If you say so, cop. You’re the one with the gun.” Sid laughed and Ben joined him.
Tegan smiled at her sister. Back in those first days after they’d first bonded, Tegan wasn’t sure moments like this were even possible for them. It made the reality all the more sweet.
“Did your parents get out of here okay?” Tegan turned to Ben and snuggled against him.
“Yeah. They were tired but my dad told me to tell you how much he enjoyed the ceremony and he meant that. Jillian of course had a blast and says she’ll talk to you soon.
I like that you’re hanging out with my sister.”
“She’s fun and she’s a really good cook. Those meatballs she made? I could have eaten about five hundred of them, like with a giant spoon in front of the television on a Friday night.”
He chuckled. “Even you talking about pigging out is sexy. You’re amazing and I love you so much.”
“Oh you’re so good with that mouth.” She tiptoed up and kissed him. “We should go. Honeymoon suite with our name on it is waiting at the Salish Lodge.”
They said their goodbyes and headed out.
Their room at the historic lodge was absolutely gorgeous. Rose petals on the bed, a fire in the fireplace, chilled champagne waiting and a lavender scented bath.
“Wow.” Tegan walked through the room and took it all in. “Swanky. I’m guessing this was Nina’s idea more than Lex’s but it’s a very nice wedding present I must say.”
“Mmm.”
She turned at the catch in his voice, the deepening of the timbre and the thick note of desire there. He leaned against the door, clicking the locks. His eyes never left her and she felt naked there as he devoured her with his gaze.
Her mouth dried up as he slid the tuxedo jacket from his body and casually tossed it on a nearby chair.
“Oh. Well then.”
“Indeed. Come and help me out of these clothes. Then I’ll get in the bath and watch you get out of yours. I’ll tell you what’s next after that.”
A few steps and she met his body with her own, sliding her palms up the expanse of his chest. He was warm, vibrant, his sensuality echoed from him and into her.
She took his hand and undid his cuff, first one and then the other, moving away from him to put the links on the dresser. Moving back to him again, she slid off his cummerbund and tie, then unbuttoned his shirt slowly, kissing each new spot of bare skin as she went.
He relaxed as he stood here, his hands stroking up and down her arms.
When she took his shirt off, she moved to breathe him in, loving the scent of the night on his skin and the smell of Pack. “You smell like Pack now.” She kissed her way across his shoulders as her hands caressed his back before moving around him and over his belly.
“I do?” His voice was lazy, sexy.
“You do. It’s very nice. Sort of wild. It goes well with your natural scent.”
She dropped to her knees in front of him as he stepped out of his shoes and then she took his pants off, followed with his socks and last of all his boxer-briefs.
“While I’m here, mind if I take a little tour?” She looked up at him and caught his smile.
“Who am I to refuse my bride anything she wishes?”
Tegan ran her hands up the muscles of his calves and thighs, loving the way they jumped as she touched him. The skin of his c**k was salty as she licked around the crown. She took her time, leisurely kissing and sucking the head the way he liked it as she palmed his balls gently.
His knees locked and the muscles of his thighs bulged. Her body reached as she gasped softly. His desire for her roared into her system as intensely as if it were her own.
“Wow. Is it just me or is this very intense? More than our usual hotter-than-the-sun chemistry?” He drew her up his body as he held her upper arms.
His pupils nearly swallowed all color in his eyes, she tasted his heartbeat in her mouth. Her wolf pressed against her human skin, rolling against him through that metaphysical barrier.
“Holy shit,” he gasped. “What was that?”
“I think the bonding ceremony made us as close as if you were a wolf too. We were already bound through the Claiming but whatever my grandmother did, your blood mixing with mine, the whatever she said over the rings, it’s made us very linked.” Tegan closed her eyes for a moment and her head lolled back as she rubbed against him. “My wolf likes it as much as my human does.”
“Good God, I’ve got to have you now,” he whispered, his voice taut.
He shoved the bodice of her dress to the side, freeing her barely held br**sts, lowering his mouth to her ni**les. Fire licked at her senses as he nibbled and sucked on them.
“Get the sleeves unbuttoned or I’m going to rip it.”
She fumbled with the sleeves as he continued his plunder, finally getting loose.
“Zipper on the side. Hurry!”
He let her go long enough to get the zipper down so she could struggle out of the dress. He helped her pull it over her head and a flash of green as he tossed it with his jacket.
“Damn it, those shoes.” He shook his head as he stalked to her. Her shoes were pretty mules with peek-a-boo toes in a green satin that matched the dress. She’d had a pedicure that morning so her toes were a bright, shiny red. “And Tegan, you naughty, naughty girl. No undies?”
