Chapter 4
ROY
I was in love. I used to think it was just a human thing, but after one kiss, I was a true believer. Just like I was a believer in Fate. I was going to learn to play that Monkees song on my guitar, so I could serenade her with it.
Oh, damn. I had it bad.
I dragged my open mouth down the column of her neck, lifting her higher, so I could get at her full breast. She was unbelievably hot, and I couldn’t get enough. I never would.
I bit her hard nipple through her silky blouse. I wanted to rip the thing open, but I respected her too much to destroy her pretty clothes.
I pulled away from the wall and spun her around to sit her on the countertop. “You get that blouse off, while I work down here,” I told her as I pushed her knees wide.
The breathy moan she let out as she fell back on one forearm made my wolf howl with victory.
I pulled her panties to the side and paused. Got a glimpse of heaven. Brooke’s pussy was the prettiest thing I’d ever seen. It gleamed with her leaked nectar. I took a deep breath. The scent of that honey drove my wolf wild.
I tried to put him on a leash deep inside me, but now that I saw how much she wanted me, I couldn’t stop.
“Oh, sugar.” I rubbed my thumb over her wet slit. “Is all this honey for me?”
My thumb traveled up to find her clit, and a jolt visibly passed through her body. Her hips bucked on the counter as she gasped my name.
Hell, yeah. I would do anything and everything to hear her crying my name with that desperate wanton need for the rest of my life.
I lifted my gaze to meet hers. “What did I say you should do with that blouse?” I arched a demanding brow.
Another shudder of pleasure ran through her.
That involuntary motion told me everything. She liked dominance. Or maybe just dirty talk. Probably both. I intended to find out.
“ Off , sugar. I’m gonna make you feel so good you’ll forget your own name.
” I almost said you’ll forget everything that just happened with those assholes chasing you and the bullet hole in my arm.
I barely felt it because it was quickly healing although it could have been because all blood had moved south to my dick.
Either way, I didn’t want to remind her of it and kill the mood.
I knew I didn’t want to think about what I’d done in the garage after I had her safely in the stairwell.
I really did want to help her forget. Help her calm the fuck down.
Her adrenaline had her heart pumping, her breathing rate elevated.
She needed an outlet for the adrenaline dump.
Fortunately for Brooke, it manifested as being horny.
She wasn’t weepy or hysterical, thank fuck.
I couldn’t handle the idea of my mate being upset.
Horny and in need of a good fuck? I’d happily take care of her. I was pretty sure a dozen or so orgasms would do just that.
I couldn’t believe my luck that she initiated this because I sure as hell wasn’t going to try to force anything on her. Not in the vulnerable state she was in.
Brooke worked open the dainty little buttons on her blouse and threw it to the floor then unclasped her bra and tossed it on top.
I grinned at her then took in her gorgeous tits. Full, high with small dark nipples. “Good girl.”
Her inner thighs squeezed against my hands, and I got to see up close what it looked like when that pretty pussy contracted with pleasure. Next time, it would be around my dick. Or maybe my finger. Or my tongue. Whatever made her come first.
“Oh, sugar. I’m gonna reward you so well for that.”
She let out a breathy laugh. “For what?”
“For nearly coming every time I called you a good girl .”
It happened again. Her anus and pussy contracted, squeezing up tight as she let out another breathy cry.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” I told her right before I dropped to my knees and took a moment to look at her.
She was sprawled on the counter, bare from the waist up, with her skirt bunched up, her silky panties pushed to the side.
She still had on the sexy-as-fuck heels, and I wanted those points digging into my back as I ate her out.
Fuck yes.
I tossed her legs over my shoulders, leaned in, and licked into her. That got calves tightening. There, the sharp bite of pain in my lats. It made me growl.
Fierce now to pleasure her, I lashed at her labia, sucking and nibbling until she squirmed and cried in short, high-pitched gasps.
I made my tongue hard and pointy to penetrate her. Then I traced my way up to her clit, which had swelled and lengthened into a hard little nub.
“Are you a clitoral orgasmer?” I asked before I fixed my lips around the little bud and sucked hard.
She screamed, bucking. Yeah, she was. I didn’t want to miss it this time, so I screwed one finger inside her to feel those walls clenching.
I kept sucking until the flutters stopped, then I lifted my face and grinned at her. A sheen of perspiration dotted her brow.
“Good girl.”
“Oh my God, Roy. This is so crazy.”
“Mmm hmm,” I rumbled. I was so satisfied at getting her off that I didn’t care how much my dick throbbed against my jeans zipper.
“I’m gonna keep going because making you come is my new favorite pastime.”
Her mouth fell open in a slack, turned on “O”. “Who are you?” she gasped, her eyes falling closed.
I chuckled. “I’m a man on a mission.”
I wanted to say I was the guy who was going to become her everything–because she was already mine. But I knew that would be too much. I didn’t want her scared of me. I just wanted her to feel one fraction of what I felt for her.
I kissed my way up her belly. “Let me see those gorgeous tits.” I sucked one nipple into my mouth as I slowly pumped my index finger inside of her.
She warbled like the sweetest forest bird.
“I want…” she panted.
I lifted my face from her breast. “What do you want?” We were nose to nose, so I took the opportunity to kiss the fuck out of her mouth before I let her answer. No way she didn’t taste herself on my tongue.
Her belly moved in and out with her panting breath. Her dark eyes were glassy. “I want you to fuck me.”
“Yeah?” I arched a brow with a lopsided grin. I slid my finger out of her to unbutton my jeans and release my erection. I fisted it. “You want this?”
Her gaze dropped to me pumping my dick from root to tip. “Uh huh.”
A low growl rose in my throat. “You need my cock inside you?”
“Yes!”
I couldn’t believe it. What had I done to deserve a moment this sweet?
“Ah, sugar,” I crooned. “I’m gonna fuck you so good with this cock.” I quickly pulled a condom out of my wallet and rolled it on to protect her. Wolves didn’t get STDs, but I doubted she was ready to have my pups when we’d just met.
I held her gaze as I rubbed the head of my cock over her sopping slit. She reached for my hips, her nails digging into my ass when she pulled me to impale her.
She cried out when I was balls deep. I held still, trying to will myself not to come. She was fucking perfect.
The first stroke nearly killed me. I was pretty sure my eyes rolled back in my head as a shiver of pleasure kicked through my entire body. Being inside her was… pure fucking heaven.
I went slow, savoring the feel of her tight, wet channel squeezing around my dick. I eased back halfway, but she wasn’t having it. She yanked my hips against hers again, pulling me in even deeper, those heels digging into the backs of my thighs now.
“Please.” Her head dropped back, sending her glossy black hair cascading in a curtain behind her.
Who could deny her anything?
I gripped her hips, pulling her ass right to the edge of the countertop, so I could fuck her good. I jack hammered into her with fast, short strokes.
She screamed. “Yes! Yes, please! More!”
I died and went to heaven. This female rocked my world. It was like my whole life, I hadn’t lived one minute. It all began the moment she ran down that hallway and right into my arms.
I gave it to her the way she wanted it, hooking my forearm under her ass to keep from bruising her with the force of my thrusts.
She went crazy, arching back, moaning, begging for more. Her body was made for mine. Made to take this throbbing dick. Made to come from my touch. Just like my body was made for hers.
I would do anything for this woman. I didn’t care that I didn’t even know her. I didn’t care what dangerous business she was wrapped up in. I’d killed for her, and I’d do it again.
She felt like the missing piece of my life.
“Yes! Yes! Roy! God, yes!” Brooke reached her climax.
As her walls squeezed around my dick, it brought on mine.
“Hang on, wait.” I closed my eyes, surrendering to the urge.
My balls drew up tight, pumping cum down my shaft.
“Now. Come with me now,” I urged, even though she was already coming.
I guessed the desire to come at the same time was from some biological urge to put a pup in her.
I’d certainly never cared about orgasming at the same time as my partner before.
But those partners hadn’t been my fated mate.
I filled the condom as she milked my dick, and we shouted together as one.
Then, once we caught our breaths and I could see again–because I thought I’d gone blind–I carried her into the shower.