Chapter 35

SAM

It had nearly killed me to wait, but I wasn’t about to mark my mate out in a field. Nor was I going to carry her back to the bunkhouse to plunder, as much as I wanted to.

Instead, I’d let my balls turn blue, put her in her car, and told her I’d bring dinner over after she picked up JT from school.

Now, as I gently closed the door to JT’s room after reading to him until he fell asleep, it was hard to contain my wolf.

Mark. Mine.

The sound of low sultry music came from Clio’s bedroom. Good. That would drown out her pleasure.

I opened the door and groaned, biting my knuckle.

The lights were off. Candles flickered all round the room, casting a warm, amber hue around the room. Clio lay in the center of the bed, freshly showered and fully naked. She’d shaved the hair between her legs, so her pussy was bare.

An open bottle of wine stood breathing with two glasses beside it.

My mate was seducing me.

“Fuck, Sparks. You’re so beautiful.” I pounced on the bed, yanking my shirt off the moment I landed.

“There’s my Tarzan,” she purred, running her fingertips across my chest.

“Someone’s already wet,” I pronounced as I kissed down her neck, one hand cupping her breast.

She slid her hand behind my neck and into my hair. “How can you tell?” Her husky voice sent a fresh kick of lust rocketing through me.

“The whole room smells like your sweet honey.” I brushed the pad of my thumb across her erect nipple as I kissed my way down her breastbone. Her belly. Over her mons. “Open these thighs, so I can taste it.”

She drew her knees up, and I slid my hands under her ass and lowered my face to her glistening sex.

Claim. Claim. Claim, my wolf chanted.

I ignored him even though I was feverish with the need to mark her.

I slid my tongue between her nether lips, tracing inside them.

“Sam, please. I can’t wait any longer.”

I lifted my head and grinned. “You want to skip the foreplay.”

“I need that big wolf cock.”

Oh, damn.

Dayum.

“Well, I’m not about to argue with that.” I rose up on my knees and unbuttoned my jeans, then quickly shucked them, with my boxers, grabbing a condom out of my pocket as I did.

Clio grabbed the condom and tossed it away.

My brows flew up.

She eyed me with her usual confidence, but there was a flicker of doubt. “You said you wanted more pups.”

The room tilted as something more powerful than pleasure punched through me.

Joy.

My mate was all in.

With me.

“Oh, I’m gonna put pups in you,” I growled, spearing her with my erection. There wasn’t any way she would doubt the family we made. Now, later, it didn’t matter.

But if my mate wanted me to fill her with my cum and see what happened…

She gasped, her head falling back, tits arching to the ceiling. Her pussy was juicy, dripping wet, the walls plump and welcoming.

I slid in easily and pushed all the way to the hilt. I stayed there to give her a moment to get used to me, but she was already rocking her hips for more.

I wanted to pause, feel how good she felt bare. I’d never gone without a condom before, and it was so fucking more. It felt incredible–I was gonna blow my load just from the wet heat of her clenching around me.

“You need this cock, Sparks?” I arced in and out of her slowly, trying to calm me and my wolf.

“Yes,” she moaned, reaching for my hips, grabbing hold. She tugged them to urge me in faster. Harder.

I gave her a circular motion to grind over her clit and reach every nerve ending inside for deep stimulation. Her eyes widened. Breath shortened into little panting gasps.

“Sam… Sam!”

“That’s it, Sparks. Who makes you come?”

“Oh, God!” she mewled. “You do!” Her nails scored my ass as she followed my rhythm, hips undulating to take me at every delicious angle of my helicopter.

Mark her. Mark her. Mark her.

“Clio,” I gasped, losing the reins on my wolf.

“I’m ready.” She must understand. Must see that I was in the throes of it.

My snarl of satisfaction filled the room. My balls drew up tight. I pumped into her a few more times and then shoved deep, filling her with my cum. Claiming her pussy just as I was about to claim and mark her.

She bucked beneath me, her orgasm squeezing around my dick, milking it for every drop.

Mine!

My wolf pounced. I barely had the wherewithal to hold back. To force my jaws not to snap down and sink my canines all the way into her shoulder. I stopped myself before they got too deep, covering Clio’s mouth to muffle her scream.

My wolf was in ecstasy.

My mate was human, though. Fragile.

Fuck, I hoped I hadn’t hurt her too much!

I held her still, so I could gently extricate my fangs and lick the wounds closed as I stroked her cheek and temple to soothe away the shock. My saliva had healing properties that would help her wounds heal faster, but I knew it had to hurt her.

“I’m sorry, baby,” I whispered, trying to catch my breath. That was the singular most amazing moment of my life. “Are you okay?”

Clio’s eyes were big, her pupils small, but she nodded quickly. “I’m okay.” Her voice was soft.

I kissed her nose. Her temple. Her forehead. Both cheeks. “I love you. Thank you for accepting my mark,” I whispered.

She shivered a little–probably from the shock–and I pulled her close.

“Does it hurt?”

She curled into me. “No. It feels wonderful,” she mumbled.

“It does?” I smiled. She was high on my serum that marked her.

“Mmm hmm.”

“Well in that case…” I stared into her beautiful blue eyes. “Give me that mouth of yours.” I lowered my lips to hers and kissed her like I meant it. With all my claim on her. With every promise.

“I love you, Sam,” she whispered when I finally let her up for air. “It feels like I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment.”

Goosebumps raised on my arms. She felt the hand of Fate, same as I did. “Me too.”

“I can’t believe I didn’t recognize you from the start. What if…” Her eyes filled with tears.

I gathered her against me. “Clio, baby…”

“What if I’d never let you in? What if you’d taken my no for an answer?”

I grinned. “I never would’ve stopped pursuing you, Sparks. You giving in to me was inevitable.”

She cradled my cheek, her expression soft with love. “Cocky as ever.”

“I call it brazen.”

She smiled. “I can’t wait to spend my whole life with you.”

I laughed. “You can’t wait?”

She shook her head.

I brushed her hair back from her face and smoothed it behind her ear. “Good thing because you don’t have to. You’re already mine.”

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