Chapter Seventeen #2
I grip the comforter with one hand, moaning as he begins to pump his hips slow and deep, coaxing cries of ecstasy from me.
I’m shaking. It feels so fucking good to finally have him inside me.
Every few strokes, his cock drags against that aching sensitive spot inside me, and I almost come each time.
He stares into my eyes as if trying to see into my soul.
I’ve never felt so exposed. So in tune to my lover. Our bodies undulate and move as one.
“Liam,” I plead, meeting his thrusts. I don’t even know what I’m pleading for. His love? Release? I only know he has what I need.
“I’m inside you, Jude.” His pupils are huge and black. “I’m finally where I belong. It’s so perfect. Oh, God.” He gives a feral growl and his rhythm picks up speed.
I whimper as he moves inside me, his hips rolling in a slow, deep grind. I can feel him everywhere, his chest pressed against mine, his breath hot on my skin, his cock buried deep inside me.
“You’re mine, Jude,” he snarls, his voice thick with possession. “All mine.”
I nod as he watches me like he needs to consume me.
His gaze hot and intense. I hold his gaze, feeling hypnotized with lust. I’m embarrassed about the grunting, needy noises I’m making, but I can’t stop.
His cock rubbing inside me feels too fucking good.
I could cry I’m so happy. He’s mine. He’s really mine this time.
I can feel it. Our bond is strong and solid now.
“Nobody but me ever touches you again, do you understand?” he rumbles.
“Yes,” I whine. “I don’t want anyone else.”
Gritting his teeth, his pace becomes relentless.
His control is fraying, the wolf taking over, and I want it.
I want all of his wildness unleashed on me.
I long for the civilized man and the wild animal underneath.
His hands slide under my ass, pulling me tighter against him, changing the angle so every thrust goes deeper and deeper.
“Oh, shit,” I whimper, arching my back. “Oh, fuck, Liam.”
“You’re my mate,” he rumbles, his breath hot against my throat.
“Yes,” I moan.
His eyes burn into me. “Need to mark you, Jude. Can I mark you?”
“Do it,” I whine, rubbing against him, feeling frenzied with lust. The need to belong to him is all consuming. I can’t think of anything else. I crave his mark.
His teeth graze my skin and then he bites down.
I scream as his teeth sink into my flesh, and I come hard, my hole clenching on his cock.
The pain and pleasure are electric, sending me spiraling, my cock spurting against his abdomen.
He lets out a feral snarl, his hips stuttering as he spills inside me, filling me up until I’m dripping with him.
My hole squeezes over and over, milking my mate’s hot cream deep into my body.
I feel the bond snap into place like a lock turning. It’s visceral, physical, a tightening in my chest that expands outward until I can feel him everywhere. Not just his body against mine, but his heartbeat syncing with my own. His emotions bleeding into me. Relief. Joy. Possession. Love.
He lifts his head, eyes glazed, lips smeared with blood.
His expression is possessive, territorial.
I’m weak with pleasure, my neck throbs, and my abdomen feels full and heavy with his seed.
I’ve never experienced anything like what happened between us.
His scent seeps from my pores, mingling with my own.
I’ve truly been claimed body and soul by Liam.
He collapses on top of me, both of us panting, our bodies slick with sweat and cum. His cock is still inside me, softening but still there, and I don’t want him to fucking move.
“Fuck, Jude. That almost killed me,” he mutters, his voice rough, and I can’t help but laugh.
His gaze fixes on the bitemark and he looks ashamed. He gently kisses the spot where he bit, licking with his warm tongue. “Did I hurt you?” he whispers.
“It was worth it.” I smile up at him, tracing his angular jaw with one finger.
“I lost control.” His eyes are still gold-rimmed but fading back to brown. There’s a vulnerability in his expression as if he’s worried he went too far.
“I didn’t mind. It’ll heal quickly. I loved it.” I shrug. “I love that I could make you lose control.”
He sighs. “You definitely did.”
He pulls out carefully and rolls onto his side, immediately gathering me in his arms so that my back is against his chest. I settle into him, sighing happily.
His arm wraps around my waist and his forehead rests against the back of my neck, his breath warm on my skin.
The bite on my shoulder throbs with a pleasant heat, but I can feel that it’s already mending.
We lie there in silence for a while, just breathing together. His heartbeat slows against my back, syncing with mine.
“I can feel you,” he murmurs against my neck. “Inside me. Like you’re part of me.”
“I feel it too.” I lace my fingers through his where they rest on my stomach. “Are you sure you have no regrets?”
He laughs gruffly. “It’s a little late for that now.”
I smile. “I guess.”
He’s quiet for a moment. “I’m sure it will be difficult for some people to understand why I decided to be with you.”
“Of course.” I wince. “Your family for one.”
“Yes.” He kisses the back of my neck. “But they’ll come around because they love me and want me happy.”
I say softly, “And Ben. He’ll be shocked. Hurt.”
“Oh well,” Liam growls, tightening his arms around me. “He was way too confident about you. He seemed to think he had it in the bag.”
“Kara thought the same thing,” I remind him.
He grunts. “I guess we’re both really good at pretending.”
“But not anymore, right?” I look at him over my shoulder.
His eyes are warm. “No, not anymore. We’re together now, and if someone doesn’t like it, that’s their problem.”
“Okay.” I hesitate. “You know, people can be real assholes sometimes.”
There’s a smile in his voice as he says, “I know that, Jude. I’m a cop. I spend most of my days around assholes.”
“I just worry it might be too much for you,” I say quietly.
He sits up on one elbow, scowling down at me. “It won’t be. I’m not letting you go. Stop thinking like that. I love you, Jude. You’re my mate for life. I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”
My heart warms and I smile at him. “And everyone thinks you have commitment issues.”
“I did.” He rubs his nose against mine. “But not anymore.”
“Hope not.”
He narrows his eyes. “You want to get married at the Christmas bonfire? I can arrange it. If that’s what it takes to convince you, I’ll do it. Let’s go buy a ring right now.”
“It’s midnight.”
“Then first thing tomorrow morning.”
I grin. “Look at you all fired up.”
“I need you to know I’m serious,” he says gruffly.
“Yes, I have a bad reputation of loving women and leaving them. Breaking up with Kara won’t help that either.
However, when I show up with you as my boyfriend, maybe people will finally understand that it wasn’t that I had a problem with commitment.
I just didn’t want to commit to the wrong person. ”
“Okay, I believe you want me.” I turn in his arms, and press my face against his chest. I listen to the steady thump of his heart, feeling happy.
He strokes his hand lazily up and down my spine. “You’re it for me, Jude. In fact, you’re coming with me to the Christmas bonfire and I’m introducing you to the pack as mine. We’ll get Caleb’s blessing and you’ll finally have a pack and an amazing boyfriend.”
Uneasiness shifts through me. “What if they don’t accept me?”
“They will,” he says confidently. “Caleb wouldn’t dream of rejecting you. There would be no reason to. It’s not like you have a bunch of skeletons in your closet. It’s not your fault your parents were drunken fools.”
“I know.” Guilt nudges me because I’ve never told him about why I left Atlanta. But I don’t want to think about that right now. I want to bask in the glow of Liam’s love.
I sit up and kiss him, a long, sweet, grateful kiss.
He grins and rolls over on top of me, enthusiastically kissing me back.
I open to him, putting everything I have into that kiss.
I want Liam to know how thankful I am that he’s mine.
That I found him. In a world full of untrustworthy assholes, I found my perfect mate.
I don’t know why or how it happened.
But apparently, I’m one of the lucky ones.