Chapter 20 #2
I broke the kiss and met his eyes. “I missed you. I missed feeling you inside me. I know we haven’t had this bond for long, but I felt hollow without it. Fuck, Bowen, I don’t ever want to feel that way again.”
“Tell me what you need, Wolfie.”
My head cocked at hearing the nickname from him. “Wolfie?”
Bowen grinned. “Yeah, I decided I like it. It suits you. Is it okay if I call you that?”
When Zee had first dubbed me with the name, it irked me, but I grew to understand there was affection in it. Now, coming from Bowen, I felt it even more. Affection, acceptance, admiration. Gods, I couldn’t get over how loved this man made me feel. “Say it again.”
Arousal bloomed out of him, and I could feel my wolf reacting. Very slowly and with a teasing tone, he said, “Tell me what you need… Wolfie.”
My blood heated, and my dick throbbed as a low growl sounded in the back of my throat. “Neeeed.”
Bowen brushed his knuckles along my scruffy cheek, and I felt that same sensation in my mind. “Tell me.”
The emptiness I felt without him, the wholeness I felt with him.
I missed his scent, missed his taste. I needed all of him, everything.
Words were Bowen’s strength, not mine, but I dug deep and forced myself to give him what he was asking of me.
“I need to taste you until my tongue never loses the flavor of you. I need to crawl so deeply inside you until I know I will never again feel the hollowness I felt when you were gone.”
Bowen drew in a breath, and his scent bloomed with desire. “Yeah. Yes. Do that. All of that.”
With the permission given, I let every doubt and uncertainty go.
Every part I would normally try to hold back, I set free.
I couldn’t hold back, not when every part of me begged for every part of him.
I launched myself at him, pushing him until he lay back on the grass and kissed him deep and hard.
The sound he made had my fists clenching the dirt behind his head as my claws broke through.
Bowen’s hands fumbled beneath my shirt as he slid it over my head.
“Yes!” I groaned. Skin. I needed his skin.
With my claws already out, I reached between us and swiped them over Bowen’s shirt, careful not to cut him.
Bowen gasped loudly when his shirt fell open in shreds, and his pulse beat rapidly.
I could feel his cock harden beneath me.
Not only did it not frighten him, but I felt his excitement both within and without.
Bowen leaned up and caught my mouth in his, nipping my lip. He spoke into my mind as his tongue thrust against mine. “That was so fucking hot, Rudy. Keep going.”
Emboldened by his words, I removed his pants in the same fashion, only it was my turn to inhale sharply at the sight I uncovered. “Holy shit!”
I looked up to find Bowen grinning as his eyes gleamed. “Surprise!”
I’d been expecting to find a pair of the boxer briefs I’d seen him in, but he was wearing tiny, lacy black briefs that he definitely didn’t have before. They barely contained his erection, and the sight of him had my fangs extending and saliva building. “Fuuuck, Bowen!”
My mate let out a laugh. “It was the one thing I purchased before… everything. And with your reaction, I’d say it was worth it.”
“Beautiful.” Unable to stop myself, I nuzzled my nose against the delicate fabric, inhaling the musky marmalade scent of him and rubbing my cheek against his lace-covered cock. A low growl rolled through my entire body as Bowen moaned loudly.
As incredible as the lacy briefs looked on him, they were in the way. With a glance up to Bowen’s face and seeing nothing but eager anticipation, I hooked my fangs into the lace and pulled, ripping the fabric open.
“Holy fucking shit!” Bowen murmured out loud. His hands fisted in my hair as I hovered over his exposed dick. It bucked under my gaze, and a bead pearled at the tip. I grabbed Bowen’s hips and held him down as I swirled my tongue around the tip, lapping him up and savoring his taste on my tongue.
“Sooo fucking delicious,” I snarled. His scent was in my nose, all around me, and still it wasn’t enough.
I sat back on my heels and surveyed every exposed inch of him.
Bowen’s chest was moving rapidly, and I felt the pounding of his heart inside my own.
He lay there in complete surrender, the same kind of surrender he’d had when he offered me his neck.
My eyes drifted over the bruises my fangs had left, and a possessive need rolled through me. It was so strong that I couldn’t ignore it. Grabbing Bowen’s hips, I flipped him over until he was on his stomach.
Bowen let out a moan, and he lifted his ass in the air.
I pushed his legs wider to give me room to settle between them.
Gripping his ass cheeks, I spread them apart and stared hungrily at his hole, which beckoned to me.
Inside him. I needed to be inside him. Nuzzling my face into his crack, I flicked my tongue out, brushing it across his entrance.
A sexy whimper came from Bowen as he rested his head on his forearms. “Yes, shit, do that again!”
I twirled my tongue along his rim, loving the way he reacted to it.
Gods, he was so perfect; he felt so good against my mouth.
I laved at his entrance until finally pushing past the outer ring.
Bowen’s moan was in my head and out loud, surrounding me with his ecstasy.
I pushed in deeper, circling, thrusting until Bowen was writhing against me, trying to get me deeper.
It was heaven. If the warmth of his body and the musky taste of him were this good in my mouth, I couldn’t begin to fathom how incredible he would feel on my cock.
I was practically ready to drive into him, but I needed to make sure he was ready for me.
The thought of hurting him was too much to bear.
Adding a finger, I continued to lick and suck as I pushed into him, loving every wild whimper and breath that sounded from Bowen. His pleasure flooded my system as if it were my own. It was almost too much, but I wasn’t going to stop this time.
“Please, Rudy! I need you.” The pleading filled my mind and broke me apart. He hissed when I withdrew from him, but I turned Bowen back over and hovered over him.
Meeting his eyes, I kissed him softly, so completely in awe of this beautiful human I got to call mine. “I need you, too.”
“My bag. Get my bag.”
A snarl curled my lips. “I don’t need a fucking bully stick right now.”
Bowen laughed, his body bouncing beneath me from the action. “No, big guy. If you need to bite on something, it had better be me. Get the lube, it’s in my bag.”
Right. I scrambled off him and found his bag, rifling around in it until the small tube was in my hand. I held it up triumphantly and smiled, making Bowen chuckle again. Gods, I loved hearing him laugh. Hearing him breathe. Hearing him whimper. Hearing him moan. I loved everything about this man.
“I think you’re forgetting something.” Bowen’s eyes roamed down my body, stopping on my jeans.
Shit! I undid the button and zipper and shoved my pants and boxers down my legs, kicking them off me until I stood fully naked beneath the moonlight with Bowen staring up at me like he was starving.
Damn! There was no greater sight in the world.
Crawling back over him, Bowen took the tube from me and poured some onto his hand.
Reaching between us, he coated my cock with it, making me groan loudly at his touch.
He pulled his knees up high, opening himself to me.
I held myself over him, my cock millimeters away from his hole, but I paused.
Gods, I wanted to sink into him, to have our bodies entwined together, but…
“Do we need a condom?” I forced myself to ask, afraid the answer might pull us out of this moment, but I would never forgive myself if I did anything he wasn’t comfortable with.
Bowen’s hands cupped my cheeks, and his expression softened. “I don’t think so. It’s been a long time since I was with anyone, and I tested negative after them. Now it’s you, and it will only ever be you from here on out. There will never be another. I’m yours, completely, Rudy.”
I knew it, I’d felt it from him, but hearing him say it touched my soul in a way I would never fully be able to express. He was mine. Mine. Mine. My wolf preened at the notion, too. His possessiveness and my adoration collided, pushing out any other thought but Bowen.
I kissed him deeply as I lined up my cock and pushed into him.
We both gasped, and Bowen folded his arms around my back, clinging to me.
His body tensed as I deepened, feeling his ache at being stretched through our bond.
Before I could ask if he was okay, he spoke into my mind with more bite than the typical caresses.
“I’m fine, I swear. Don’t you fucking stop.”
Pushing deeper, I was inundated with sensations coming from him, from me, from our bodies together, coming from every direction. When my cock slid along a spot within Bowen, a burst of pleasure rolled through me, and Bowen let out a loud moan. “More, give me more,” he bit out.
Pulling back, I drove in again, and Bowen’s back arched beneath me, and his head fell back with pleasure.
Oh, fuck, yes, I wanted that again! I withdrew almost to the very tip, making Bowen whimper so sweetly, and then I thrust into him until I was fully inside him.
Gods, he felt incredible, like a sheath made to fit its blade.
His body was so tight and hot, I wanted to live here inside him to feel him around me, under me, and through our bond.
The urge to move was so strong; my muscles rippled under it, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I felt my vision go blurry as my wolf watched our mate. “Hold on to me,” I growled.