Chapter Twelve
“It’s small. I hope you don’t mind,” Matt said, shouldering his bag and carrying Sage’s luggage through the door of the cute little house. “If you don’t like it, we can stay in a hotel.”
“No. This is fine. My place isn’t much bigger. Besides, it’s really generous of your sister to let us stay.”
“It is. Though she probably won’t stay here after she gets married.”
Sage glanced around at fresh paint and charming decorative touches.
“She’s a big fan of yellow,” she murmured as she followed Matt to the bedroom.
Every room was a different shade of yellow.
“It’s pretty. It feels homey and loved.” She couldn’t tell much about the outside of the house since they arrived after dark.
The house was located in a quiet rural area which meant no streetlights or sidewalks.
Matt chucked his bag on the floor but held onto the handle of hers, spinning it slowly. “Am I being presumptuous by bringing your bag in here?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. Of course we’re sharing a room.” She plopped down on the bed. “I can’t sleep without you.”
He arched an eyebrow, his lips curling upward. “So…you’re using me for sleep? That’s your only interest in me?”
“No. I’m with you for your breakfast making skills as well. What you do with bacon!” she teased.
He hummed and stepped between her knees. “And dinner?”
“And dinner,” she agreed. She fell back onto elbows.
Matt followed her down, bracing himself on his palms. “Anything else?” His blue eyes twinkled with humor.
Sage bit her lip to hold in a smile and pretended to think. She enjoyed this, teasing Matt, finally flirting with him freely. “You do make one incredibly adorable wolf.”
He emitted a mock growl and kissed her. “Bring back any memories?”
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him down for a longer kiss. “Oh, and there was that….”
“Yeah, that,” he agreed, his voice husky as he lowered himself on top of her and covered her mouth with his. He nipped at her bottom lip and then soothed it with his tongue, seeking entry. Simultaneously, he fitted his hips to hers.
Sage moaned and slid her fingers into his curls.
He was such a good kisser. When he kissed her, the rest of the world disappeared.
So, she didn’t understand when he suddenly stiffened and rolled off the bed.
“What is it? Are you hungry?” They’d passed through a drive-thru, but burgers no longer met his high protein requirements.
“Someone’s here. I heard a car.”
“Wow,” she said, trailing him to the den. “Your hearing is amazing,” she said as the car’s headlights panned across the front windows.
Peeking through blinds, he glanced over his shoulder at her to comment, “At first, it’s damned overwhelming.”
“But you get used to it?”
He nodded. “You get used to it.”
“So, who’s outside?”
He turned back to the window. “I think Rick and Missy.” He opened the door as they mounted the stairs to the porch.
Missy’s eyes lit up when she saw her. Though Missy looked more mature than she did in her old modeling photos, she was more beautiful and glamourous now.
“You must be Sage. I’m so glad you chose to come.
” She held out her hand. “I’m Missy and this is my mate, Rick.
” Rick was almost as tall as Matt. His dark hair was closely cropped.
Sage liked him immediately because he watched Missy with obvious adoration.
“Nice to meet you,” Rick said with a nod. He held a large paper grocery bag in each arm.
Sage shook Missy’s hand and returned Rick’s nod. “It’s nice to meet you, too. Both of you.” Rick headed toward the kitchen.
“What’s with the bags?” Matt asked.
“I realized that I’d left the kitchen empty.” Missy nudged Matt’s shoulder. “And I know someone likes to eat.” She joined Rick in the kitchen and began unpacking the bags. Prior to witnessing Matt’s recent eating habits, the amount of meat Rick and Missy unpacked would have confounded her.
“You guys didn’t have to do this. You’re already letting us stay here for free,” Matt pointed out.
“The pack wants to meet you tomorrow,” Rick said. He smirked when Matt’s eyes widened. “Don’t worry. Everyone won’t be there. But our Alpha Dade definitely will be.”
Matt nodded. “What time and where?”
“We’ll meet at Dade’s house. After a talk, you can run with the pack.”
From Matt’s expression, Sage surmised that being asked to run with the pack was an honor. He only nodded, but Sage saw him swallow. She took his hand and squeezed.
Rick and Missy worked with smooth precision, and in minutes, they’d unloaded and put away all the groceries. “So, we’ll leave the two of you alone. It’s late and you’ve got to be tired after your trip. We’ll hang out…maybe day after tomorrow?” Missy glanced up at Rick.
“Sure. Whatever you want.” He wrapped an arm around Missy’s waist. “Why don’t the two of you come over to our place for dinner? I’ll text you the address.”
They saw them out. Matt locked up. “The run? Does that mean something special?” Sage asked him.
Matt inhaled. “I’ve never run with a pack before.
The O’Connors were never openly hostile in their words or actions, but I was never welcome.
Never accepted. Never pack. I was a loner even while I lived amongst them.
They didn’t ask me to leave, but my presence caused tension wherever I went in their territory. ”
She clutched his hand to her chest. “Does this mean…you might want to stay here?” She held her breath.
They’d just found each other. Could they make a long-distance relationship work?
It wasn’t what she wanted. She’d been through it already with Preston.
Though their differences would have caused them to split even if they had been together consistently, the distance had helped them grow apart.
“My home is wherever you are.”
“Are you sure? Because I’d understand. Here you have family and maybe a pack—”
“Missy and I can get to know each other no matter where I live. She has other family as well, but I’m her only connection to her father. And I believe she’s really interested in having a relationship with me. As for pack…you’re my pack.”
“Matt,” she whispered.
Once again, he seemed to know what she was thinking. “I know you haven’t agreed to be my mate. Yet. And I’m not pressuring you. I’ll be here when you’re ready. Just like always.”
She cupped his face and drew him down for a kiss. “Are you hungry? Sleepy?”
He smiled against her lips. “I’d much rather finish what we’d started before we were interrupted.” He kissed her. “Then afterward, I might have a snack.”
She laughed. And then squeaked as Matt bent down and scooped her into his arms. “I can walk!” she reminded him, not for the first time.
“But this is more fun.” He deposited her on her feet in front of the bed.
She turned around and hurriedly pulled back the covers. “We can’t make a mess of her comforter.” Matt swatted her on the butt. “What? She’s being so nice to us.”
He shook his head. Grinning, he unbuttoned his jeans. “I’ve always wanted to do that. That ass has been driving me crazy for years.”
She gasped. “I’m scandalized.”
He grabbed the back of his T-shirt and yanked it over his head. “Could you be scandalized and naked?”
Her gaze wandered down his pecs and over his sculpted abs.
His jeans hung open, displaying his happy trail.
Her fingers itched to follow it to its destination.
She reached out to do just that, but Matt caught her hands.
He kissed her knuckles and then nibbled her fingertip.
“Naked,” he repeated with a wicked grin.
She arched an eyebrow. “You first.”
“If you insist.” He shoved his jeans and briefs down and kicked them aside.
She’d love to do a seductive strip tease for him, but she lacked that type of coordination.
Instead, she copied his efficient movements, undressing quickly and tossing her clothes onto a chair.
While she reached behind herself to undo her bra clasp, he curled a finger under each side of her lace panties and drew them down to her ankles.
Kneeling before her, he licked his lips, his gaze openly adoring, obliterating any nerves she might have had about being naked in front of such a flawless man. Damn, she loved his shoulders. And his biceps. And his abs.
He curled his hands around the backs of her calves. As he stood, he stroked his way up her thighs, stopping when he cupped her bottom. “Fuck, you’re amazing.”
“Me? Have you passed a mirror lately?”
Grunting, he squeezed her ass. “Yeah, but there was nothing there as perfect as these curves.”
Arching on her tiptoes, she kissed him. His cock was a hot bar trapped between them, the wet tip grazing her belly.
Matt returned her kiss, his mouth moving hungrily over hers.
Gripping her waist, he picked her up and positioned her on the bed.
He followed her down, his mouth never leaving hers, their limbs tangling together.
For the longest while, they did nothing but kiss and touch. He explored her with languid strokes, starting with the innocuous spots of her shoulders and spine. She returned the favor, learning the shape of his back and biceps, marveling at his strength.
When he molded his palms to her breasts, she moaned and arched into his touch. His thumbs circled her tight nipples. He slid his hips between hers. She gasped for air when he broke their kiss.
He dragged his teeth down the column of her throat, his mouth soon taking the place of one of his hands at her breast. “Oh, Matt,” she moaned, burying her fingers in his curls to hold him close.
He took his time, moving from one breast to the other, driving her wild. Her juices painted her inner thighs.
His hips rolled against hers and Sage wrapped her legs around his waist. She was so slick that his cock easily plowed its way through her folds.
Groaning, he circled his hips and rocked against her faster.
The thick head of his erection dragged back and forth over her engorged clit.
Her nails dug into his sweat slicked shoulders.
“Now, Matt,” she urged, running her hands down his back and cupping his firm buttocks.
She held her breath as he shifted, lodging himself at her entrance and slowly pushed home with a heartfelt guttural growl. As if he’d been waiting for this moment all his life even though this wasn’t their first time making love.
Matt withdrew at a leisurely pace before burying himself inside her again in a hard thrust. He repeated the unhurried movement several times, stretching her channel around him and increasing her hunger for more. Finally, she pleaded with him to move faster.
He hiked her thighs higher about his waist and propped himself on his elbows before again giving in to her demands.
He fucked her hard and fast. Sage worked with him, meeting him thrust for thrust, loving the sensation of him filling her so deeply, so completely.
Her stomach tightened with her impending orgasm.
Suddenly, Matt pulled out.
She missed his weight immediately. “No!” she protested, reaching for him.
Growling, he easily flipped her onto her stomach and positioned her on her knees.
Holding her hip with one hand, he notched the head of his cock in her opening and filled her with one hard thrust. Sage cried out, already on the cusp of a climax again as he stroked over her G-spot.
She fisted the sheets and rocked back into his thrusts.
Matt’s grunting drives became her whole world.
He sat back on his heels and brought her into his lap.
She gyrated on top of him while he pumped into her from below.
He wrapped one arm around her waist. His other hand teased her hard nipples as her breasts bounced from their fevered gyrations.
His hands were large enough and his fingers long enough to stimulate both of her breast at once. It drove her wild.
She could feel the orgasm coiling low in her belly.
“Oh, my God, Matt,” she moaned. “I’m going to—” She lost her breath when the hand holding her waist slid between her thighs and zeroed in on her clit.
Her pussy clamped down on his plunging cock.
She jolted as the waves of pleasure rolled over her before going boneless.
Only his embrace kept her from melting into the mattress.
Matt held her upright, his face buried in her neck, his teeth scraping her flesh as he groaned and pumped up into her.
His cock swelled inside her as the arms wrapped around her and the thighs beneath her bottom grew hairy.
He came with a growl, his cum filling her in hot pulses, causing her to moan brokenly and grind her hips into his.
They collapsed onto their sides together.
Sage patted his forearm absently, stopping when his hair retreated into his skin.
She rolled over to face him. His five o’clock shadow was practically a full beard.
She caressed his jaw with the backs of her fingers.
He captured her hand and kissed her fingers one by one.
The tender satisfied expression on his face warmed her insides.