40. Kane
Watching him with Kate’s wolf has me yearning to hold Kate in my arms. To kiss and lick and mark every square inch of her soft, creamy flesh. For her to do the same to me.
It’s something I hadn’t fully grasped just how fucking badly I needed until she gave herself to me when she claimed me last night. The bite on my neck itches, my supernatural healing ability already kicking in to seal it. It’s a constant reminder of her and the memory of her teeth sinking into me.
My wolf senses what I want without me asking. I can feel his resolve to give me back my human form before he even does it, knowing he wants to keep his mate beneath him a little longer.
Kate feels it too, and I’m not surprised when the wolf below us rolls onto her back, shifting as she does. Kate’s pretty, blue eyes stare up at my wolf, a relaxed smile on her face.
“Don’t you dare lick me down there again, wolf,” she says in reprimand, her lips spread wide in amusement.
His head dips to Kate’s throat. He sniffs, pulling her scent in again, memorizing it, savoring her human side like he did her wolf. His tongue lolls out, licking the permanent mate bite between her shoulder and the column of her neck. The one that’s sealed as a permanent scar for all to see. She’s mine.
“Okay, pretty boy, let me have Kane back, please.” She grabs his big head in both hands, bringing his eyes to meet her gaze. “You fucked your mate. Now, it’s time Kane does his like I’m the enemy he once thought I was.”
He snorts, understanding my mate’s playful demeanor, but he doesn’t obey her right away. Instead of shifting like I know he’s going to, he pulls his head from her grasp and dips his snout once more. His tongue flops out, swiping long and slow.
“Oh, my God. You did not just lick my tit. You’re so dirty.” Kate covers her face with her hands.
He snaps his jaw mere inches from her, but he’d never bite her in a violent manner. That was his goodbye. Finally, he shifts us while standing over Kate’s naked form. When I blink, already laughing, I’m on my hands and knees, towering over my mate.
The first thing I take note of is how reinvigorated I am. I feel stronger, more solid. My breathing is steady and clear. The power that radiates inside me hums stronger.
All because of her.
Her Luna power aids my super strength, and the alpha power coursing through me feels like a live wire. It’s strange but feels right at the same time, like I’m no longer missing something vital.
“I think your wolf likes my wolf.” Her hands fall away from her face, dropping palms up above her head, her dark hair splayed across the ground with dirt and leaves tangled in the strands.
“Seems to me, he likes my mate a little too intimately.”
“Don’t ever bring that up again. Your wolf is a perv.” I chuckle because, again, she is so fucking cute. “Why are you laughing at me?”
“I’m not.” She swats at me while scowling. “It was me. I made him lick your delicious little cunt, baby. He enjoyed it, by the way.”
“Oh, my god. We’re done.”
She rolls onto her stomach in an attempt to get away from me, but when she lifts her ass in the air, I snatch her by the hip and shove my hardened dick against her meaty backside.
Leaning in, my chest to her back, I lower my lips to the shell of her hair-covered ear. “You were never my enemy, but I’ll fuck you any way you want me to for the rest of my life, Kate. Just be mine forever.”
She turns her head into me, her gaze catching and holding onto mine. Her strength shines through those blue irises, and it’s hard to remember they were once smothered in gray.
“I’m yours, Kane. I’m yours whether the pack accepts me or not. I don’t want to do this life without you either. No matter where the future takes us, you’re my always too.”
Music to my fucking ears. I just wish she had more faith in how others feel about her.
“The pack will accept you, Kate. Most of them already love you, have loved you. If not since that first visit, then by the second year you and Trez came, they fell in love with you both. They got to know you like I did. They became your friends, and now they’re your family.”
“That remains to be seen.” I’m about to tell her she will see it when she continues. “I’m not ready to deal with the consequences of yesterday or how the pack may or may not see me, or even false alphas that mean us harm. Give me another hour, another hour of you inside me, then I’ll face it all head-on.” She sighs. “Please.”
I push off the ground, standing to my full height. Kate rises, her back off the ground with her elbows digging into the loose dirt.
“On your knees, mate,” I growl out, my tone hitting her eardrums with the authority of the alpha I am. Her pussy creams, the scent so pleasurable to my senses that my dick thickens and pulses painfully, needing the closure only her throat can offer. I palm myself, squeezing my balls and tightening my fist around my shaft. I pull my hand to the tip. “Now.”
Her palms flatten to the ground, eyeing my junk and licking her lips. She then pushes herself into a sitting position. I step back and then step back again, putting distance between us. Kate twists her legs and leaning forward, gets to her knees with her arms by her side, her back straight with her head tilted slightly up.
“If you want this dick, crawl to me, my Luna mate. Crawl to me and suck me off.”
Her body falls forward, her hands catching herself and looking so goddamn sexy on all fours. She crawls the short distance, her pace slow and measured, her ass swaying in the air, making me harder. If the tiny pebbles in the dirt are digging into her knees, Kate doesn’t show evidence of discomfort.
My dick aches to have her lips around it instead of my fingers jerking my shit in perfect rhythm with her pace.
“You look hungry, mate,” I tell her, a smirk ghosting my lips.
“Famished.” Her eyes remain locked on the meat in my hand.
The way she’s turned on affects me more now that we’re bonded. I can feel her desire stronger than my own, making the connection between us powerful.
Pre-cum beads at the tip of my cock as she stops in front of me. Her hands glide over the tops of my feet and slowly up my hairy legs while lifting her torso to kneel in front of me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I tell her.
Her palms wrap around my hips as her eyes lock with mine. My free hand cups her cheek, nearly covering one side of her face, and the need mixed with sheer happiness I see in her stare creates warmth radiating through me.
Fuck, she’s given me so much peace in the last few hours. Sure, there is a lot left to untangle with us and the pack, along with our enemy pack, but she’s here, and we’re together.
“Take it, baby. Take my dick and swallow it down that pretty little throat of yours.”
She leans in, doing as I’ve instructed, my palm sliding through her hair. Kate sucks me inside her mouth, and I have to lock everything down just to hold my position still and not close my eyes, getting lost in the pleasure.
My fingers fold in, fisting her black hair and pulling the strands taut and her back so that her beautiful eyes connect with mine. “But my cum isn’t going to fill your belly this go-round.”
She whimpers, and the vibration is like heaven on earth. My dick moves slowly over her tongue, the tip not quite reaching the back of her throat.
“I want my cum dripping down your chest when I chase you after this. I want everyone to smell me on you. I want the whole fucking world to know you’re mine. Now, suck.”
And she does, taking me as far back as possible, her throat tight, hot, and wet.
Kate doesn’t roll her lips over her teeth, so my shaft scrapes against the edges every time she sucks me down her throat and pulls away from the base of my dick. Jesus, that feels good. So… fucking… good.
“Hands on your pretty tits, Kate. Play with them and make yourself wet for me. I’m going to need it. Because when I catch you, baby, I’m fucking that sweet ass.”
She mewls around my cock, her hands leaving me to knead her breasts.
Fuck, do I wish I could live inside her like this, only slipping out to shove myself into another one of her holes. She’s chaos and peace and bliss. She’s everything and more.
Motherfuck, this feels good, so amazingly good, and not just from my end. I can feel Kate’s pleasure as she pleasures me, bringing me to the brink of sanity. She feels empowered. She feels treasured, safe, wanted, needed… and above all, she feels loved.
Fuuuck, I’m going to come like a two-pump chump, and right now, I don’t even fucking care. Kate did this to me. She gave me mind-blowing bliss, but most importantly, she claimed me as hers for the rest of our lives.
I yank my dick from her mouth, nearly losing my load down her throat.
“No, Kane. I want your cum. I need it,” she cries out, and it’s too fucking much. My balls seize.
“Open your mouth,” I order, my breath coming out in pants as I jerk my dick aggressively. “Tongue out. Now!” I bark through clenched teeth, my orgasm rapidly coming to the surface all because my hot little mate begged me for my cum.
The crown of my dick smacks down onto her tongue as creamy white ribbons spurt off the tip, coating the pinkish-red flat surface and dripping down the sides, landing on her chest just like I’d originally planned. I come and keep coming, jerking my dick until every drop seeps out of me and onto her, Kate greedily accepting it all.
My knees buckle, and I fall to the ground in front of her. My lips find hers, covered in my seed and her saliva. She’s messy and so fucking perfect; too perfect for me, but that doesn’t stop me from slamming my mouth to hers, needing her lips like she needed my cum, my hunger only being sated by devouring this beautiful woman, my mate.
And fuck if I don’t want her again. Need her again. Even out of breath and eating her mouth, sucking her tongue, biting her lips, my dick begins to come alive for her.
For only her.
My hand finds her throat, and I wrap my long fingers around it and push my claws out at the same time. I squeeze the slender column of her neck, forcing my lips to pull away, regretting the loss of them immediately.
Kate whimpers, the noise inflaming my cock even more.
“I’d punish you for that little trick, but I didn’t think shoving my big dick into your asshole would be punishment enough.”
“Ah,” she moans, her arousal making me feel high with every breath filling my lungs.
I catch her stare.
“Run, mate. Run, and when I catch you, I’m going to pound that ass so hard you’ll get that enemy hate-fucking you wanted so badly.”
I yank her flush with my chest and dip my mouth to her ear. Running my hand down her arm and then over her small pregnant bump, I snake my hand between her legs, finding her pussy.
She’s dripping wet, and it stretches my lips wide. I slip two fingers inside her heat, finger fucking her with three pumps, coating my digits.
“Maybe even more than your virgin asshole can handle.”
I pull back, shoving my fingers into my mouth. The flavor of her juices popping on my tongue is fucking delicious.
I slide them out of my mouth, tilt my head, and arch a brow.
“Run,” I growl.