Chapter 15
Elijah
Idusted off the leaves clinging to my sweat-soaked body and walked to where Josh had finished transitioning back to his human form.
Whether or not he believed it, he was definitely getting better at that.
He’d also done incredibly well tonight. The way he’d taken off with Kale and Tommy, then led them on their own miniature hunt had been everything I’d hoped for and quite a bit more.
It didn’t even matter that the things they’d been stalking had been myself and Eric.
They’d worked seamlessly together, then again when we’d sought a meal.
Yes, tonight had gone absolutely perfect, and only one thing could make it better.
“I didn’t realize howling could be so liberating.” Josh reached towards the sky in a long stretch that accentuated his stunning physique. My gaze traveled shamelessly over his torso, down his waist, to his exceptionally long legs. “What are you looking at?”
“I believe I made someone a promise.”
He scoffed and returned his attention to peeling off sticky leaves. “Surely, you’re not serious? We’re not exactly alone out here.”
I walked closer, my fingertips already tingling in anticipation of touching him. “You say that like it changes anything.”
His mouth twisted into a scornful frown. “Elijah.”
“Josh,” I countered, still eating up the distance.
At last my hand found his skin, and he shuddered at the touch, just as I knew he would.
“What was it you said before? Sex beneath the full moon is kind of the point?” I tugged him closer, and he stumbled into me.
I instantly pressed my nose to the tender skin between his neck and shoulder.
I loved how his scent pooled there, rich and sweet, earthy and ethereal, and so quintessentially Josh.
“But what if they come looking for us?”
“Werewolves have sex during a run all the time. No one ever bothers anyone. They’re probably still playing.
” I nipped at his collar and he sucked in a hiss of air.
My lips trailed up his neck until I got to his ear.
I pulled the lobe between my teeth and his fingers tightened on my arms as the softest moan slipped free.
That tiny sound of want sent my barely contained desire roaring to life. I loved how hungry I was for this man.
“Are you sure?”
In lieu of answering, I captured his mouth and crushed his body against mine.
Not even a full heartbeat passed before Josh's hands were in my hair, urging me deeper. Somehow in my haze of lust I managed to get us closer to where my clothes were hidden and the things I’d actually remembered to pack this time.
Josh slipped in the leaves and went down onto the padded earth with a muffled thud.
No sooner was he on the ground though than I was back on top of him.
I dug one hand into the pocket of my folded pants while I used the other to greedily touch every part of Josh I could reach.
He wrapped his legs tightly around me, and I let out a deep groan, digging my fingers into his thigh while I conquered his mouth.
He squeezed my waist, and I pressed him harder into the ground.
Nothing beat those damn legs twined around me.
I smiled against his mouth and pulled back.
Well, almost nothing. I nipped at the sensitive inside of his thigh and behind his knee as I sat back on my haunches.
Josh writhed beneath the attention, dropping dual moans of pleasure and impatience.
I looked down at him laid out beneath me and it stole my breath away.
He was absolutely stunning. His flushed chest heaved as he fought to catch his breath.
His lips swollen from fevered kisses. The moonlight that fell in dappled patches, freckling his body.
The tiny snap of the bottle wasn’t even audible over our panted breaths.
I watched Josh’s face as I ventured to his eager hole.
His eyes widened, then his lids fluttered as I began to stretch him.
He dropped his head to the ground even as his body arched into the touch.
When it seemed like he was past the point of holding it together, I withdrew my fingers and flipped him over, then buried my full length in a single thrust.
Our dual moans filled the intimate space we’d chosen for our changes. I dug my fingers into his hips then drifted them up his back, brushing away the leaves clinging there. When all that remained was smooth skin, I wrapped an arm around his middle and brought him up so more of us could be touching.
His arm automatically reached back so he could tangle his fingers in my hair, and he pulled me down for a kiss that seemed determined to take everything I had to give.
He finally broke away with a gasp. Another delicious moan fell out of him as he pushed into the roll of my hips. “That’s it, baby. Just like that.”
The words simultaneously wrapped around my heart and the base of my spine, radiating pleasure that made me want to stay buried inside him forever.
If I had my way, I would. Deep down I knew I’d belonged to Josh long before I’d been able to admit it, even to myself.
Every moment we were together drove that home.
I tightened my grip on his waist and sank deeper into our connection. “I’m yours.” My lips brushed along the nape of his neck as I buried my nose in his hair. “Say it.”
His body tightened, and I had to bite the inside of my cheek hard enough to draw blood to prevent myself from coming right then. “I’m yours,” he panted.
I growled. So damn literal. “And you're mine. Say that.”
He whimpered, and his hands fluttered over my hold on him, seeking a purchase he seemed too hesitant to claim.
I drove hard into him. “Say it, Josh. Say it because it’s true. I’m yours and you’re mine.”
He panted into the punishing thrusts, owning my body every bit as much as I owned his. Just when I’d given up hope he’d say anything, out came some of the most magical words I’d ever heard leave his lips. “I’m yours, and… and you’re mine.”
My groan came from somewhere deep in my soul. “Again. Say it again.”
“You’re mine.”
“I’m yours.”
“You’re mine.” His body shook beneath my hands. The bond felt as if it were glowing brightly enough to rival the moon. Then, the night shattered into brilliant light as our lovemaking hit a crescendo.
We collapsed back onto the lush ground, sweaty and spent. I laid a trail of kisses along Josh’s spine while I sought out his hand. He laced our fingers together and curled into me.
I nuzzled his neck and placed more tender kisses. “I’ll always be yours, Joshua Hart.”
Josh
“It’s about damn time.”
I bolted upright at the intrusion of Eric’s voice into my happy, satiated bubble of bliss.
My gaze went from a very human, very impatient, very dressed Eric to the man by my side.
Elijah chuckled, not even having the decency to look abashed at literally getting caught tangled up together by his best friend.
“You said weres don’t bother each other,” I said flatly.
Eric snorted. “Lycans are about as nosy as they come. And finding people post- and mid-romp is literally the best source of gossip. Now get a move on, you two. Some of us aren’t actually supposed to be out here.” Piece said, he turned and vanished back the way he’d come.
“What the hell, Elijah?” I smacked him hard enough to make him grunt and worked on untangling my legs from his. When he didn’t respond, I turned around to find him still lying on the ground, propped up on his elbows, watching me with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. “What?”
“You.” He laughed again as he finally got around to standing and getting dressed.
“What about me?”
“Being completely naked in front of everyone, changing into a wolf, ripping apart a deer with your bare teeth… none of that fazes you, but having Eric walk up after we’ve had sex somehow gets your ruff up?”
I scowled at him and yanked my shirt down hard enough to hear a couple of seams pop. “You intentionally misled me.”
In classic Elijah form, he got up and promptly crowded me. He slipped his hand around my waist while his lips hovered an inch away from mine. “Your point?”
The husky question sent a shiver running through my traitorous body. Truth be told, I wasn’t sure if I was more perturbed that he’d tricked me or that I’d fallen for it. “It’s not nice to lie,” I said, which might have been the most idiotic five words to ever leave my mouth.
I expected Elijah to tease me for essentially pouting over something that was, in fact, trivial. Instead, his eyes darkened with lust, and he caught my mouth in a possessive kiss that had my toes curling in the soft earth.
“What was that for?” I asked with what little breath I could manage when he finished with me.
He stole a smaller kiss before responding. “Just remembering the last time I heard you say that.”
I frowned. “I’ve never said that to you before.”
He brushed his fingers lightly through my hair, and his face took on a dreamy expression. “Not to me.”
Before I could ask what the hell he was talking about, Eric’s voice sliced through the air. “For the love of the moon, how long does it take to get dressed?”
Elijah chuckled and stepped away to deal with his exceedingly obnoxious best friend, leaving me to make my own way to the others.
When I emerged near the parked vehicles, Tommy waved me over.
I cast a glance in Elijah’s direction, where he appeared once again deep in debate with Eric.
Hopefully, he was reaming him for being such an ass, but I doubted it, especially since Eric looked to have the upper hand in the argument.
I shook my head and walked over to Tommy.
As I approached, his face broke into a wide grin.
“What?”
“Did you really fall for it?” Tommy’s question didn’t even have a hair of doubt.
“Seriously? Everyone knows?”
Tommy shrugged, but his smug grin remained. “He totally classic-guyed you.”