Chapter 4
Chapter Four
Icouldn’t believe my ears. Xan was saying everything I’d ever wanted to hear. Could I believe him? What if he changed his mind? Wolves mated for life, I reassured myself, except in my parents’ case, I didn’t know of any other wolves who separated. I took a deep breath and nodded.
“Say it,” he demanded.
“You’re my mate, Xan.”
He bent and kissed me, a sweet kiss, so unlike Xan’s sort of kiss, and I felt tears well again. “See, that wasn’t so hard. Was it?” His thumbs brushed away my tears.
I smiled. “You really can be sweet.”
His hands reached for my ribs and began tickling. “Take it back. I am a big, bad ass motherfucker.”
His teasing was a surprise, endearing him to me even more. “You’re that, too. So, when does this debauchery begin?” My words had him going stone still.
“We don’t need to do it now. I can wait a day or two.”
I threw my head back and laughed. “I’ve waited twenty-seven years.
I think I’ve wanted you since I knew what it meant to want a man.
There’s no reason to wait, unless you’re not up for the task.
” I looked pointedly down at his lap. The large erection was evident.
Thankfully, I was a nurse and knew he would fit, even though he looked like he’d stuffed a third arm down his sweats.
“Woman, you truly are a bad girl. Damn, I’m a lucky bastard.
” He lifted us both in one motion from our seated position in the recliner.
My arms went around his neck, making him realize I trusted him with my safety.
“Hmm, I think I might be the lucky one.” I traced his lips with my tongue, making him stumble. A swat on my ass had me yelping.
“That’s one. I owe you nineteen more.”
The sting his slap caused didn’t hurt, but I tensed the entire walk to his room until he kicked the door shut.
“Xan, I’m not into spankings and stuff.” With my arms around his neck, my legs locked around his waist, I explained about my childhood and the beatings I’d endured on a regular basis from my mother.
By the time I finished, minutes had passed, and Xan had maneuvered us onto the big bed.
“Oh, honey, your mother needs to be strung up by her fingers and have her eyes plucked out one by one. That’s just for starters. I’d like to...”
I stopped his tirade with a kiss. His vehemence on my behalf was endearing, but I didn’t want anyone else in our bedroom.
“I only told you that way you’d understand where I’m at.
I don’t know if I can be what you want. If you want to stop before we start, I’ll understand.
” It would kill me, especially if he chose, or when he chose, another.
I’d have to leave the pack, but that would be better than knowing I couldn’t be what he needed.
“Your mother has no place here with you and me. We will do only what feels good for both of us. However, I will spank your ass if you put yourself in danger.” He growled.
I swallowed but nodded. “I’ll do the same to you.”
He laughed. “Good luck with that.” He twisted our bodies, so I lay under him. “Now, where were we?”
As his head bent and his mouth covered mine, I forgot about everything except how much I wanted him.
One big hand skimmed up my side, slipping beneath my borrowed T-shirt.
My stomach muscles jumped under his touch.
My nipples beaded, begging for his attention, which he quickly gave as his nimble fingers found one hardened tip, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger.
I pressed my pussy up against the thigh he’d inserted between my legs and clutched at his back.
“Don’t stop, oh god.”
He moved his thigh a little faster, pinched his fingers, and kissed me at the same time. I cried out, coming on a scream, but feeling empty. I sucked in a deep breath, needing to feel him inside me. My hands worked at the waistband of his sweats, but he stopped me.
“Slow down.”
“Fuck that. I want you in me.”
He chuckled. “You’ll have me. I want you so damn much I hurt, but let’s make sure you’re ready.” Xan lifted up, and I stared at his face, amazed at the control he had. He straddled my legs, keeping me from moving. Frustration ate at me.
“What the hell?”
The diabolical man laughed. “Ssh. I’ll take care of you.
” He whisked the shirt over my head, staring down at my breasts, then he bent and licked one, then the other tip.
“Fucking beautiful.” He pushed my breasts together and buried his face between them.
“One day I’ll slide my dick between these and fuck you here while you lick the tip till I come. ”
I moaned. “You’re going to make me a nympho.”
“That’s my girl.” He continued to kiss and lick me in little nips, moving down my stomach. I watched his blond hair pause by my belly button, his tongue swirl around the little indent as his hands tucked into the leggings.
“Lift up.”
I helped him shove my borrowed pants down and watched as they sailed over the side of the bed.
His big hands lifted my legs and spread me for his broad shoulders.
Uncaring that the lights in the room were on, and he could see every single, imperfect ounce of my body, I fell back on the bed, moaning at the first touch of his tongue on me.
He hummed, his hands holding me open while his lips, teeth, and tongue brought me to another climax within minutes.
I wasn’t sure if it was normal to come so quickly, but I squeezed my eyes shut, clutched the bedding below me, and bit my lip instead of screaming out his name.
“I want to hear you. Feel you when you come.” Xan grabbed my hand and put it in his hair. His eyes glowed up at me, almost feral in their expression.
He used the flat of his tongue, becoming more aggressive.
I stroked my fingers through his hair, enjoying the silky texture, sure I couldn’t come again, when he pushed a finger inside me.
I closed my eyes, the feel of the thick digit working in and out was new, yet an added pleasure.
My thighs gripped him, and I pushed up against his face.
Another finger entered me, his speed increased, and then he was licking and sucking my clit with more vigor.
He wiggled his tongue. The raspy texture and rougher caress drove me mindlessly closer to a third climax.
I panted and cried out his name, one hand fisting in his hair, the other digging into his shoulder. “Oh, yes. Xan, right there. Harder.”
Xan eased out from between my legs, licking his fingers. “You taste delicious. I think I will make a meal of you morning, noon, and night.”
“We will never get anything done, and we have jobs to do.” I reminded him.
“Fine, then breakfast and dinner.” He kissed my stomach, then stood and tossed his pants to the side.
He surprised me when he crawled on top of me, holding his weight off of me with his strength.
“You realize once we do this, you’re mine forever?
Actually, you’re already mine, so there is no going back.
I’m going to mark you and hope like fuck you plan to mark me. ”
I looked up at him. “I’m going to mark you so big nobody will be able to miss it, Xander Fucking Carmichael.”
He laughed. “Does that make you Breezy Fucking Carmichael?”
“I’ll get that tattooed on my ass for you.”
With a shuffle, I maneuvered us until I was between her spread thighs.
I eased forward, watching her face as I rubbed the crown of my cock through her slit.
I continued to run the tip against her clit, knowing she was still sensitive there, but not too much, heightening her arousal.
Being large all over was a good thing, except when it came to making love to a virgin.
I feared I’d hurt her and wanted to make sure she was ready.
She arched her back as I ran the mushroom-shaped head back and forth over the bundle of nerves, until she clawed at my arms.
“Fuck me already.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
Breezy reached between us and gripped my cock, placing it at her entrance. “I’m hurting, but not because of your size. Please.”
A look down at her small hand wrapping around me, her juices coating the tip, made me growl.
“I’ll go slow.” I slid inside an inch, stretching her, pleasure making me sweat.
I withdrew and pressed back inside another inch, and she moaned.
Gods, I swore I was dying. It felt so good.
Another inch and I pulled back out, and then in faster, pausing for her to adjust. When she exhaled, I moved again, driving deeper until I was fully seated.
She opened her eyes, moved her legs higher on my hips, and I felt myself sink even deeper.
My wolf demanded we claim her now, but I took control, pinning Breezy down with my body above hers, loving how she took all of me without complaint.
“See, I knew we’d fit perfectly.” I withdrew all the way to the head and pushed forward, making her moan.
“Yeah, I am not saying you’re right, but...” she gasped.
I powered back inside, faster, harder. The clenching of her vaginal walls spurred me on.
I cupped her hip with one hand and, with the other, lifted her leg higher, opening her wider.
Our growls filled the room, and I used both hands to tilt her hips.
The action increased the friction and made me hit her clit on each downward thrust. I continued hammering back and forth until she tensed and screamed my name.
Her orgasm triggered mine, and my wolf pushed forward.
Breezy turned her head. “Now.” Her growl sent me over the edge.
My canines came down, and I bent, licking the spot between neck and shoulder, and bit.
When I finished, I licked again, then, needing to feel her teeth in me, I gripped the back of her head, and without words, she struck.
My cock jerked, and semen exploded out, the second climax almost painful in its unexpectedness.
I turned to the side, our bodies still joined and held her against me.