Chapter 19
SAM
Thirty minutes later, I prowled up the stairs to Clio’s apartment with the most expensive bottle of Prosecco I could find at the liquor store. I tested the door handle and grinned. The fucking thing opened.
The scent of my mate’s arousal hit me, making me lightheaded with lust.
Mark her. Mark her. Mark her.
The moon was nearly full, and my wolf was losing his shit.
I grabbed two glasses from her kitchen cabinet, then I tracked my prey into the bedroom where I found her on the bed in a pair of black panties and a matching lace bra.
My eyes raked down her.
Damn, her body was smoking. The swells of her breasts spilled out over the top of the bra. Her belly showed the soft skin and beautiful stretch marks from her pregnancy. Her legs were long, lean, and muscular. But she looked, perhaps for the first time since I’d met her, a little unsure.
Vulnerable, even.
That undid me.
Was it over letting down her guard enough to admit me into her bedroom? Or obeying my orders and presenting herself to me? She hadn’t quite followed my instructions.
I tossed my hat on the dresser and went full Dom.
I knew from experience that taking charge removed the awkwardness of a sexual encounter and allowed my partner to relax and receive.
Clio was my mate though. I’d be having sex with her and only her for the rest of my life.
I didn’t want to mess things up because they were fucking perfect already.
“You must want a spanking,” I growled after quietly shutting the door.
Clio’s lips parted. Her eyes darkened.
I set the glasses also on her dresser and filled them with the sparkling wine. “Did I say you should leave your bra and panties on?”
I kicked off my boots and shucked my shirt then moved the two glasses on the nightstand.
Clio still didn’t answer. Didn’t move. The scent of her arousal grew stronger–her panties must be soaked.
I gripped her hip and eased her onto her belly, then stroked my palm all around her ass and down the backs of her legs. “These are pretty panties, though.” I brought my hand down to lightly slap her ass cheek.
I unhooked her bra, and she helped me slide it off her arms. “This should work fine to tie you up for your punishment.”
Clio twisted to look over her shoulder at me. Excitement flared in her eyes. She dragged her lower lip between her teeth. She didn’t say a word.
Sexy as fuck.
Mine.
“Let’s see…” I considered out loud. “Behind your back or above your head? Hmm…Let’s go with behind your back.” I grasped her wrists and twisted them behind her back, slowly, so I could sense any resistance. She offered none.
I quickly wound the bra around her wrists and tied the ends.
“Mmm. That’s pretty. I like you at my mercy.
” I slapped her other butt cheek then climbed over Clio, one hand gripping her ass possessively as I lowered my lips to her ear.
“Did you at least get this pussy wet for me?” I growled, allowing my fingers to delve between her legs and stroke over the gusset of her panties.
“Mmm… you did, didn’t you?” I slid my hand inside the back of her panties to stroke my middle finger through her juices.
Fuck, I’d never get tired of this pussy. Never.
She moaned and rocked on her belly. For some reason, it felt tragic that I’d been satisfying her all week, but this was the first chance I had to take my time.
I stroked to her clit, circling it to make her hips dance.
“But you still earned a spanking.”
I pulled her panties down to her thighs and slid my forearm under her hips to lift them eight inches from the bed. Just enough to make her ass the perfect target for my free hand. I delivered a series of sharp spanks, peppering her ass until my handprints stood out red on her pale skin.
“Oh my Gawd. Sam,” she panted.
There it was. I would never get over hearing her say my name in that breathy, needy voice. My wolf revelled in it. She was my mate. Satisfying her was my new primary goal in life.
I was losing control. Her panties ripped in half when I tried to get them off. I needed to dial back the aggression, or I might lose control. My wolf wanted to mark Clio with a desperation that was getting hard to fight.
“That’s right, Sparks. I’m the guy who makes you come every night, aren’t I?” I swung her hips around, so her feet rested on the floor, her torso still bent over the bed. When I unbuckled my belt, her head jerked around, eyes wide with a hint of panic.
I chuckled. “I’m just getting my cock out, unless you want a taste of the belt?”
“Nope. I’m good.” Her voice was husky. It seemed she liked the idea of pushing things, but a belt was a little too much for her.
Worked for me. What was hot for her was hot for me. It was my job to satisfy her now.
I fished a condom out of my pocket and unzipped to roll it on. The head of my cock lined up with her entrance.
“Aw, fuck,” I groaned as I slowly pushed into her. “You feel so good, Sparks. So hot and juicy for me.”
“Oh God.” Clio was already moaning, the bed stifling her sounds. My sweet mate was ready to come, just from her spanking.
I forced myself to take it slow, even though we both were ready to explode. I arced in and out of her with long, slow strokes.
“Faster. Harder,” Clio begged on a breathy whisper.
I chuckled. “Nope. Not letting you top from the bottom tonight.” Despite my words, I did grip her hip and give it to her harder.
“You’ve been holding back from me, Clio.
Keeping me at arm’s distance. Tonight I want in.
” I brushed her hair back from her face, where her cheek was pressed to the mattress.
She didn’t twist to look at me. She stared straight ahead, breathing hard, and I couldn’t miss the note of panic in her wide eyes.
Maybe it was the waxing moon that made me brazen. Maybe it was my wolf, pushing me to get past the barriers to claim her.
“I want more from you, Clio. I know we made a deal. I know you don’t want to take any risks where JT’s involved. I get that. Maybe you think I’m not old enough. Not serious enough. Not worthy. All I’m asking is for you to give me a chance here.”
I wound her hair around my fist, holding her captive without pulling. I was fucking her hard and fast now, like she’d demanded. She worked her wrists free of the bra manacles and fisted the sheets, and she was panting, making little cries each time I drove in.
“Okay, yes… yes!”
I put a little pressure on her hair. “You gonna let me in?”
“Yes! Yes, Sam!”
Fuck.
Mine, my wolf snarled.
My balls drew up, and I came hard. Shoving in deep with a shout, I filled the condom with streams of hot cum. I shifted my fingers at her hip to between her legs, rubbing her clit. “Come for me, Clio.”
She bucked, muscles spasming around my cock, making me nut some more when she clenched and released in the perfect pulse of her climax.
I stayed inside her, as the room spun and swooped.
Claim her. Mine. Mine. Mine!
I pulled out before I did something rash, like sink my teeth into her shoulder to forever mark her as mine.
It was still too soon.
Clio pushed up on her elbows, then flipped onto her back beneath me.
I should have turned away. Should have shoved down my wolf. Instead, I stared at her, all my desire to claim her, to consume her, shining in my eyes. In my wolf’s eyes.
She gasped, kicked back, so she scooted across the blankets away from me.
Clapped her hand over her mouth and stifled a scream.