Chapter 10
SAM
She was a feisty thing, thank God. She knew what she wanted. Knew I’d give it to her. I’d made myself clear since I first laid eyes on her. Although, she probably thought I only wanted sex when I wanted it all with her. My mark on her shoulder. JT taking my name. More pups.
Forever.
After two days of being rebuffed by my own mate, I had her in my arms. If she didn’t want to talk, then I was totally okay with that. I tasted her for the first time. Spicy and tangy like the wine she’d had. She wasn’t tentative or shy.
Hell, she was definitely that spark plug, firing and revving my engine.
With one arm under her ass–a full fuckable ass–and the other cupping the back of her head to protect her from the wall, we kissed.
And kissed.
And kissed.
Even though my wolf was focused on satisfying our mate, his powerful hearing ensured we remained alone because the little throaty moans and gasps Clio was making were only for me.
My thumb stroked over her soft cheek, angling and taking the kiss deeper.
Clio couldn’t tip her head back because there was no room between us, so she lifted her chin.
“More,” she begged, writhing in my hold.
I cupped one full breast and ran my fingers over her nipple. It was a tight hard bud I wanted to get my mouth on but had to save that for round two. Instead, I pinched and tugged.
“Sam,” she moaned.
Fuck, yes.
“You want this, Sparks?”
She nodded, and when I moved to pluck her other nipple through her sexy top, her hands got busy.
“Not enough. I need you in me. Now.” Her hands slid down my torso, and she tried to get at my belt buckle.
“Gotta make sure you’re ready first,” I said.
She grabbed my face in a tight grip, forcing me to look at her. “I’m a grown-ass woman. I’m wet. I know when I’m ready. Fuck me already.”
I knew what back-of-the-building sex was like. Quick, hot, and intense.
But with Clio, I wanted to do it right. To satisfy her. To make sure she was getting what she needed.
Except what she wanted was the hot and heavy quickie. Fine. I’d give her what she craved. I set her down and slid my hand up her inner thigh until I found her silky panties.
Wet.
Thank fuck she wore a skirt. The panties? She sure as hell didn’t need them. With one tug at her hip, I ripped them off her. They fell down to one ankle.
I breathed in the heady scent of her arousal. It was sweeter than her usual cinnamon scent. As potent as her need. Swiping a finger over her center, I confirmed she was soaked.
My wolf preened that we could make our mate so needy.
I was so fucking needy, too. If I didn’t get inside her in the next few seconds, I might actually go insane.
With quick fingers, I grabbed a condom from my back pocket.
Clio grabbed it and ripped it open with her teeth.
My girl used to work on a pit crew. She knew how to be efficient and multitask.
As she did that, I undid my belt and opened my jeans enough to reach into my boxers and pull my dick free.
I’d never been harder in my life. I’d been like this since the moment I stepped out of my truck at the shop and picked up her scent, despite all the times I’d jerked off.
Taking the condom, I rolled it on, then gave my dick one hard tug.
Reaching out, she took my free hand and moved it to her pussy, proving she was so fucking ready.
My wolf was saying, fuck her. Fuck her. Fuck her.
My mate was saying, “Fuck me, Sam. Please. God, I need every inch of that.”
It was a miracle I didn’t spurt then and there.
Because of our size difference, I couldn’t just wrap her leg around my hip and thrust deep. I picked her up once again and pressed her into the wall high enough, so my dick slid through her slick folds.
I met her gaze, shifted my hips, so I was at her entrance, then…
Then…
Found heaven on earth.
Clio gasped, and her fingers dug into my shoulders. Her inner walls clenched and released around me as I growled.
Yeah, a full-blown fucking growl. Because I was inside my mate for the first time.
I knew she’d be perfect. That she’d take me so well. But it was even better than I imagined.
Then, I moved.
Fucked her with long, deep strokes, letting gravity help. She slapped down on me again and again as she chanted yes, yes, YES!
“Sam, I’m gonna come. I need, I–”
“Need your clit played with?” I panted.
She nodded, head thrown back. I shifted us enough so that I could get my hand between us. I knew the second I’d found the spot because she clamped down on me as if she never wanted me to leave.
“There.” With a roll of her hips, she rode me as I fucked her nice and deep. My fingers slipped over her hard little clit. For a second, our eyes held, as if we were suspended. Then she leaned forward and–she fucking did!… she dug her teeth into my shoulder.
Right where I wanted to bite and leave my mark on her.
The spike of pain sent me hurtling right along with her. My balls tightened, and I shot my load… fuck, I did. Nice and deep, and my wolf and I were truly and fully sated for the first time. Ever.
“Oh, wow. That was… that was good.” Her voice finally penetrated my haze of pleasure.
“Just good?” I nibbled along the side of her neck.
She let out a breathy laugh. “Don’t tell me a stud like you with all the moves needs his ego stroked after sex?”
A stud with all the moves. With any other female, I’d take that as a compliment, tip my hat and leave.
But Clio wasn’t any other woman. She was my mate.
I shook my head. “No ma’am. Just looking for clues on how to improve. For next time.” I undulated my hips, keeping her impaled on my cock. I could be hard again in three minutes. Maybe two.
Her nails scored the back of my neck as she gasped.
I loved the way her muscles squeezed around my dick in an orgasm aftershock.
“Who said there’s going to be a next time?
” Her blue eyes, bright with excitement, held a note of challenge in them.
Like she was still buzzed from the sex, rather than relaxed.
Like she enjoyed this game we were playing.
“You’re gonna keep making me work for it, huh?” I licked a long line from her collarbone to her ear.
She rolled her hips, taking me deeper. “No. I just…this was a one off.”
I froze.
A one off.
A one off?
Fuck that. No way.
I lifted my head, so my eyes held hers.
“Sparks, I promise I can give it to you way better than this. You deserve more than a quick fuck up against the wall. Come home with me. Spend the night. Hell, spend the rest of our lives.”
“What?” She laughed, but she was pushing me away.
Setting my hands on her hips, I bent my knees, so I slid out of her, then lowered her to her feet. I was already hard again, but I had to tackle the fucking condom. I slid it off, tied off the end and dropped it to the ground for me to deal with later.
“Wow. An orgasm totally scrambled your brain.”
I smoothed her skirt down and picked her panties up off the ground. “What do you mean?”
“Did you forget I have a kid? I can’t go home with you. Or spend the night. Edna and Ernie go to bed early, so I’ve got to go pick him up soon.”
Shit. Of course. I should’ve thought of that. I was going to have to get used to thinking like a parent. The pup came first–always.
“You don’t really strike me as the forever type, Tarzan.” She held out her hand for her panties, but I shook my head and shoved them into my pocket. She sure as hell wasn’t getting them back.
She rolled her eyes, but an indulgent smile curved her lips.
My wolf was not happy. She was turning us down. Couldn’t she see that it was my job to pleasure her every day for the rest of her life? This wasn’t a one-off.
But she thought it was.
I ran a hand over the back of my neck.
“Right. You think I’m a player.”
“You’re obviously a player.”
“I was. Past tense.”
“You are. You pulled me from a dinner date with another man to have sex behind the restaurant.”
I glanced around. Yeah, so? If the dinner date was a fucking dud, and you were my mate, then exactly.
“And you loved it.”
“It was hot, for sure. I appreciate you getting me out of a dry spell. But this isn’t a thing.” She pointed back and forth between us. “We’re not a thing.”
I stared at her.
Fuck! She couldn’t walk away from us.
From this.
From me.
I knew humans didn’t register the “fated mate” thing in their bodies the way we did–they couldn’t recognize their mates by smell, but she had to feel something for me. She had to.
On some level, her body knew she belonged to me.
I stepped in close and settled my hands on her waist. “Let’s make another deal.”