He braced his knees as she continued to suck him all the way in and then pull back, her fingers doing amazing things to his balls as she worked. Over and over and over again

  until he couldn’t feel anything but that, the pleasure of it, of all her attention being on him. He nearly lost it, had nearly given up on this? He was ten kinds of fool.

  She hummed, a deep sound of arousal around his cock and it vibrated up his spine, right to his brain.

  “Christ!” he hissed as she sucked very hard and dug the tip of her tongue into thatnerveladen sweet spot just below the head. And before he could say anything else he came hard, so hard he saw stars paint his vision as it felt like his whole body rushed out the head of his cock, filling her with him.

  He thought he would fall boneless to her bed pulled her mouth back, looked up into his face and licked her lips. It was round two and right then, as he picked her up by the upper arms and kissed her, hard.

  His mouth never left hers even as his hands tore at her clothes, sending them all over the place until she was as naked as he. His hands were everywhere at once, kneading, stroking, pinching and,ahhh his hand slid between her thighs, finding her clit. Her hips jutted forward of their own accord.

  He made a sound, laced with need and want and pleasure. She swallowed it eagerly. He’d come to her, really come to her. Feeling him now, the difference was palpable. There was nothing anymore. Every nerve ending in her body sang as he loved her. Miraculous.

  Nothing in her life had prepared her for this onslaught of sensation. It marked her, changed her utterly.

  Her eyes fluttered open as she lost his body heat when he pulled away. His smile was wicked. “Don’t look so alarmed, I want to lick you. Everywhere.”

  “Oh. Well I like that idea.” Simply forming a smile took so much effort when all she wanted was his hands and mouth on her again.

  She liked it even more when he lay down. He was a big, chiseled hunk of man there and

  she wanted to take a big bite.

  “Come on up here.” He indicated she straddle his chest but she stood and looked at him some more.

  “I really like looking at you this way. I really think this is what I should see every time I come home.”

  He smiled. “I’ll do my very best to make that happen. Now, pardon my crudity but I want to taste your pussy and I can’t do it unless it’s right here above my face.”

  Whoa. She shivered. “You should be illegal in thirty states,” she managed to stammer.

  She hadn’t felt this bowled over by him before. Turned on, yes, but he was just so overwhelming right then.

  Not so overwhelming she was unable to move up and position herself the way he suggested with a waggle of his brows. Broad, strong hands smoothed up the outside of her thighs.

  “You might want to hold on to the head board,” he said right before he grabbed her hips and pulled her to his mouth. His mouth, sweet heavens that mouth of his went to work with lips and tongue and the slight scrape of teeth. Devastating, taking over, filling her with nothing but the memory of the way he loved her.

  The tip of his tongue flicked and danced against her clit in just the right way. His fingers, digging into the muscle of her thighs and ass, held her just where he wanted so her only option was to grip the headboard and let him do his work.

  Closer and closer he drew her in, every few long moments he’d change up, stab his tongue deep into her body or suck just so lightly on her clit. Build it into the overall rhythm hurtled toward orgasm so fast and so hard her entire body seized as she hissed out his name.

  But he kept on, on and on, relentless tipped, hard, into another orgasm on the heels of the first, this one rendering her thigh muscles to burning, useless blobs. Before she collapsed,

  he flipped her onto her back and moved up her body, even as her pussy continued to spasm, seeking to be filled.

  And he answered that need in one hard thrust as he held her open, keeping her thigh up at his waist. Thick, wet sounds filled the room, buffeted by indrawn breath and the frenzied meeting of flesh.

  Need crawled through her veins, craving for him, for the man she was fated to belong to forever, the man she’d been born to love and be loved by. What a momentous thing it was to be with him, truly, completely with him as he pressed into her and withdrew all but the very tip of his cock, on and on.

  In the course of a single day she’d moved from desolation and terrible loneliness to the sort of completeness she’d heard her sisters talk about but truly doubted she’d ever had lodged within her.

  Her hands needed to touch every inch of his skin she could reach, needed to hear the way his breath changed as shedidhe really liked. His skin broke into gooseflesh as she dragged her nails up his sides, his pupils enlarged and his breath caught. His nipples pebbled as she arched up to lick over one and then the other.

  “God that feels good.”

  She nipped at the sensitive skin before looking up at him. “You’re not doing so badly yourself.”

  “I love you and I’m sorry I hurt you.”

  Swallowing her emotion, she smiled and rolled her hips. “I have waited since the first moment you touched me for you to truly accept me and what this is.”

  “I don’t deserve you. But I’m keeping you anyway. The bond saves my worthless ass from being tossed out onto the street.” He laughed as he thrust, changing his angle and dragging the entire line of his cock over her sensitized clit. She writhed against him with

  a sharp intake of breath.

  “That’s right, your pussy feels so good around me like this. You’re so damned right.

  Beautiful. Mine.”

  And it hit her, the feeling she’d been so hard pressed to define? It was that she belonged to him, truly and completely. How amazing was that? Tears welled in her eyes and the pain released, unfurling from a tight ball deep within her. She wept even as he made her come again, even as he came while raining kisses over her face, tasting her tears, whispering her name and that he loved her.

  Deep gulping sobs wracked her entire body, , every part of her released the grief stored within every cell. And he held her through it all, held her as she cried the pain away, replacing it with love, replacing it with understanding and caring, and he did not leave.

  He stayed there, still half inside her body, his own sheltering her as he did not hide from what he’d created, from what they’d created together.

  And when she was done it was as if a switch had been thrown. She sniffled her last and looked up at him. He wore a half smile, his brow still etched with concern. “I can say I’m sorry again but it can’t make up for what you just went through.”

  She touched his face as he fell to the side, still holding her. “No more of that. It’s over.

  This is day one and we can only move forward.”

  Chapter Twelve

  She looked at him, her wolf, her mate as he lay on his side, breath heaving from their run up the side of the hill. The small patch of white on his front leg pleased her as much as the glint of sharp white teeth.

  The earth welcomed them as they’d run, welcomed them each night as they slipped their human skin and let warm loam and fresh pine crush beneath footpads. He howled, answered in the distance by another of their Pack. The strength of such unity rang through her, made her feel welcomed and safe, fiercely protective and proud.

  Things were good. And right. The life within her stirred, the human flared, reminding the wolf of thatothertime when she lived within instead of on the outside. Her mate looked to her and stood. Nudging her, pushing her back to that place with the bright lights.

  Shane watched as she found her human skin again. The swell of her once flat belly brought joy to him, their child grew there. After two years together, they’d created a baby, a baby he’d hold in his arms in just three months.

  “You?” He kissed her temple as he handed her the fleece hooded sweatshirt.

  She smiled, leaning into his body. “Yes, of course. Just a bit tired. Gestating is a tough job.”

  “If you hadn’t insisted on weeding the entire back garden with Gabby and Nina you probably wouldn’t be so tired.” He laughed as they made their way back to the house just a few feet away.

  Off in the distance, Lex and Nina’s place peeked through the trees. Their own house had been finished for about a year. His entrance into Cascadia had been slow but solid. Lex was overbearing and nosy but he loved his sister and as Shane did too, over time, the two of them built a solid friendship.

  Layla and Sid were already on the back deck, holding out mugs of hot chocolate. Megan took hers and looked to Shane and rolled her eyes. “Go on. I’ll see you later.”

  “You are so awesome.” He kissed her soundly and she laughed. Before he went off with his cousin to watch the movies he’d brought over, he caressed the bump on his wife’s belly and the corresponding squirm and kick against his palm made him look into her face again. “You are. I adore you. There isn’t a moment during my day when I don’t discover some new way to love you.”

  Her amused look softened and she took his face in her hands. “Once I snared you, I wasn’t letting go. Now don’t eat too much popcorn.”

  He left, satisfied, knowing his life only got better every day.

  “You okay?” Layla pushed the footstool over so she could put her feet up.

  “Absolutely okay. They looked like seven year olds running off to catch frogs or.”

  Layla laughed. “They did. How many times did Lex call you today?”

  “Four. Mom called five. You called twice, Tracy once, Tegan once and Grace twice.

  Grandma just stopped by.”

  “We worry.”

  “I know. It’s very sweet. Until the third call. But you know, that’s the breaks. We called Tee this many times andTracy too. Nina doesn’t answer the phone now with the baby and Gabby running riot but she got the calls and visits. It’s weird to not be up there all the time now.”

  “It was time. The Enforcer’s job doesn’t have to be a full time guard to the Alpha.

  Anyway,Hiro is so good at it and he can take Nina without even blushing. You need to keep yourself on the special diet and try not to be stressed.”

  “I love you.” She reached out and squeezedLayla’s hand.

  “I’m so glad we have each other. I was worried but he came through thank goodness.”

  “He comes through every day. It’s like that first month didn’t even exist. Every once in a while, I look at him and try to imagine what it would be like if he’d never come to me.”

  She shrugged. “But I can’t. Because he’s been so solidly here ever since.”

  “Sometimes you try to fight what’s fated but hell, you can’t fight fate, cookie.”

  “Who wants to when fate drops tall, dark and handsome into your lap?”

  “Yes, thoseRosario genes are pretty impressive.”

  “Hey you two!”

  They turned to see Nina come up the walk, wearing the sling.

  She kissed each of them and sat, patting the bundle slowly. “He’s been sort of cranky. I thought a walk would help. And you might as well come up here and go play with Sid

  and Shane, I know you’re there.”

  Lex came out of the tree line with a sigh. “Well next time don’t try to duck out when I’m putting Gabby down.” He stopped to send Megan a narrow-eyed look. “You? Shane said your blood pressure was up. I heard you weeded!”

  “She sat while Gabby and I weeded. She held Mr. Man here and he never cried once.

  Hmpf. You think I’d make your sister weed when she’s been sick?”

  Lex’smanner softened as he brushed a hand down Nina’sjawline . “All these years and it still gets me hot when you snap at me.”

  Nina actually blushed. “Go on then. We got girl talking to do.”

  “Fate is pretty awesome.” Megan looked around at them, her sisters, her friends, at her deck in her yard. Awesome indeed. Hard fought, but worth every moment of struggle.

 

 

  Lauren Dane, Fated

 

 

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