Page 45 of Titan’s Mate

His fingers slid inside her, his mouth brought her closer and closer, but he kept the wave building, never letting it break.

“Please,” she begged, needing more of him. Needing all of him. “Please, Titan, I want you. I need you.”

He raised his head, a tiny, wondering smile flickering across his face. Like he couldn’t believe she was saying those words—like he couldn’t believe how lucky he was.

But she was the lucky one—to find a man whose emotions were pure and straightforward, who would never say a thing he didn’t mean, who would never go back on his word, once given.

Someone who cared with all his heart, and did his best to protect the people he loved.

He positioned himself above her, taking most of his weight on his elbows, his dick barely touching her folds. She rolled her hips, wanting to feel him against her, inside her, the hard length of him right there. She wanted it all.

“Please,” she whispered again.

He took her face in both hands, and kissed her. Soft at first, caring, gentle, sensual. She wrapped herself around him, greedy, holding him to her, taking his mouth, exploring it with her lips and tongue. She could never, never get enough, and she thanked the xióngmāo gods for granting her enough time to feel this, even if it was only once.

He responded, deepening the kiss, sliding one arm underneath her and pulling her closer. Without breaking the kiss, he shifted his hips and slid inside her.

God, he was huge—stretching her, filling her, giving her everything she could ever possibly want. His heart was beating so hard it thundered against hers. He pulled out slightly, and then pushed in further. Mari moaned. “Yes,” she murmured against his lips. “Give me more.”

Bit by bit he eased inside her. When he felt her relax, taking him in, he pulled out once more and then thrust all the way in. She felt as well as heard his moan of satisfaction, as though he’d finally come home to the place he most wanted to be.

He broke the kiss, looking into her eyes. “Beautiful,” he said again.

He moved his hips, stroking her, long hard thrusts that rolled over her clit, raising her desire to another level that was almost painful in its ecstasy. She wrapped her hands and legs around him, only wanting him deeper. “Harder,” she whispered. “More.”

He reached down and hooked his arm behind her thigh, angling her so that he could thrust deeper still. Mari threw her head back, desperate to reach the pinnacle. It was too much, she couldn’t stand it…

And then she broke apart in a shower of stars, raining down on the earth below. Titan was still hot and hard inside her, his bear growling with unchecked desire. He waited, thrust deep inside, until the first wave passed over her.

Then he began moving again, taking her even higher. The heat of him, the need, his fingers on her clit as he moved against her. Faster, stronger—she felt the moment where he reached the point of no return, losing himself in her. With a feral growl, he went over the edge, taking her with him in an even deeper climax, touching her soul.

He gathered her to him, his lips moving on her hair, her cheeks, her closed eyelids, before he wrapped his arms around her and they were both still.

Chapter 19

The next forty-eight hours were like a dream for Titan. Except that his dreams for the last few years had all been nightmares.

And this dream was perfect.

It was one thing to choose joy, to hope for it. It was another thing entirely to have someone in his life that was full of it, like a spring bubbling over with cool fresh water.

Mari was sexy and playful, serious and wise. Sometimes all in the same minute. He never knew what she was going to say or do, and all of it was fucking enchanting.

They tried cooking together, which was a total disaster because they both sucked at it, unless whatever they were making came frozen or in a can.

But they ended up laughing, with chocolate frosting all over the kitchen in his cabin—and all over themselves.

Which turned into him ravishing Mari on the kitchen counter—at least, she was on the counter, with her legs locked around him and him putting more frosting on those incredible boobs so he could lick it off while he made her come.

Other times, they snuggled in bed naked while he read her more of The Hobbit, and they took a bubble bath together, which was something he’d never done before and really wanted to do again, because Mari slippery and naked, covered in bubbles, was another source of joy.

And she insisted on spending time with Brock, which Titan was grateful for. Not that he didn’t want to greedily keep her all to himself—he did—but she seemed to understand without being told how close to the edge Brock got sometimes, and how it was important that he had people around him.

He even managed to forget the future, just for a little while.

The only reminder was a phone conversation Saturday morning with Brandon, while Mari was sleeping.

The alpha was full of questions, mainly to do with where Mari had come from and whether she was a threat to the crew.