Ireached out and touched the rough jaw of my mate. He knew about our status. I inhaled and tested the air, smelling nothing but truth. It felt wonderful to brush my finger over his skin. The heat of longing rose in both of us—from our connection, it increased my arousal. A wondrous look came into his black eyes. I’d put that look there.
“You gonna do something with that big boy, or you just planning on teasing me?” I gestured toward the twitching dick between my thighs. My fingers brushed the head softly.
He crowded me, forcing me back against the wall. His dominance didn’t scare me. His cock nudged against my opening, pressing forward and then retreating. He seemed intent on torturing me slowly as he loomed over me, those midnight dark eyes of his staring down as his body took possession of mine. Our bodies welcomed each other, just as our wolves did. I could feel my wolf relaxing, that constant war, an itch to get out after a scary situation, needing a way to burn off the excess energy dissipating under Rowan’s love.
“I love you, Rowan. You don’t have to say it back. For wolves, it’s different than humans, but I have to say it, or I’ll explode.” I couldn’t stop the words from flowing out of my mouth any more than I could stop a hurricane.
Rowan’s mouth dropped open as if he wasn’t sure what to say, or maybe my words had shocked him. I shook my head, tears clogging my throat. “Please fuck me.”
He pulled out, despite my tight grip around him. “Holy shit, woman. I’m head over ass in love with you.” He punctuated each word with a slam of his cock into me.
I gasped, his actions were so swift and his words so startling, I couldn’t protest either of them. The sound of wet bodies slapping increased in tempo. My eyes watered, ecstasy and happiness combined, lighting every inch of my being and making me feel more alive than ever. I wasn’t sure where I began, and he ended, but one thing I did know was that he was it for me.
He took control as my orgasm washed over me, his mouth latched onto my nipple, making me arch into him. The water pounded around us, but I felt positively sheltered from it, surrounded by him as I was. When he licked my nipple and then bit down on the tender flesh, I swore I saw stars behind my closed eyelids, like he knew just what to do to make my body come alive for him.
Holding onto control by a thread, I wanted to feel him coming with me. I pried my eyes open, feeling him swell deep within me as his movements never ceased. His hips slammed back and forth, swiveling, pressing me against the tile, making me feel helpless and small yet protected from the world. When he switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention as the first, I gave up, mini quakes shaking my body. I locked my legs around his waist, holding on for all that I was worth.
His big cock pounded inside me, and then he was kissing me. Lips and tongue plundering. I couldn’t get enough of him, couldn’t imagine a time I ever would. I slid my tongue along his, wrapped my arms around his neck as he moved his finger down my stomach.
“You’re so tight, so hot. I want to feel you come around me. Come with me.”
Trapped between the man I loved and the tile wall, I finally felt like I was home. I had found a mate, an accidental mate who loved me and made me feel safe. Rowan covered me from head to toe, seated to the hilt. He pulled back and thrust back in. Over and over again. His cock rubbed the G-spot inside while his finger brushed my clit. He had me ready, my body primed, and my orgasm threatening to go off any moment.
“With you. I want to come with you,” I panted.
His mouth came down on mine again, his tongue seeking entrance, fucking into my mouth in the same rhythm as our bodies. His hands on the cheeks of my ass were almost bruising, forcing me to ride the beat he set up. My nails bit into his shoulders as the pressure built, and finally, he pushed me over the edge. Rowan released my lips, roaring out his own release. I felt his cock stretching me, his semen spilling inside me, and still he stayed seated deep within long after the last of his come had left his body, shudders racking us both. His hands stroked over my body.
“Did I hurt you?”
I felt pleasantly sore and a little weak from exhaustion. However, hurt was the last thing I was. “I’m pretty sure I left deep scratches on you, babe.” My pussy did feel a little stretched, but I was eager for more. My hand lifted to run across his scalp. I watched his eyes close like a domesticated kitten. I laughed.
“Why are you laughing?” he mock growled.
“I just thought you looked like a sweet kitten.”
Rowan hummed. “Well, I do like to lick cream.” His tongue came out.
I giggled, then whispered his name when he dropped to his knees, placing both of my feet on his shoulders, and proceeded to show me his version of what a kitten would do.
Lying in his large bed, I thought about my best friend, Syn. Our plans had been carefully laid out until Rowan had comebarreling in, or out as was the case, through the bar door. I wondered what my friend was doing and whether she was truly okay with my recent mating status.
Rowan stirred, his head rising from my chest. “I must not have done a very good job if you’re awake before me.”
A smile curved my lips. The man had more stamina than a teenage boy. “Trust me, my love, you will hear no complaints from me.”
He stroked his palm down my arm. “Then what has put those frown lines on your forehead?”
I wrinkled my nose at his description. “Puh-lease don’t tell me I’m getting wrinkles. I was just thinking about Syn.”
My mate snickered. “Again, I must not be doing a very good job if you’re thinking about someone else in my bed.”
Hiding a smile behind my hand, I ran my thigh up Rowan’s. “Wow, does someone need a little convincing he’s all that and a bag of chips?”
Rowan huffed and rolled to his back, his dick hard as a spike, almost touching his belly button. “It’s not me who needs convincing.”
I knelt, grasping his dick. “Oh, really. Who needs convincing?”
“He does.” Rowan nodded at his cock.
