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“How? Maya, this is brilliant. I never thought…”
He shakes his head, dumbfounded at this turn of events. Stunned, he turns to me, looking for answers when Maya gets distracted by someone beside her who's officially welcoming her to the pack.
“I’m just that good,” I boast and Rex groans, covering his face with his hands. Dean just stares at me, an irritated look in his eyes.
“This is the brother-in-law you give me,” Dean grumbles, raising his eyes to heaven and snatching a beer off the bar behind him.
CHAPTER 38
MAYA
Nathan’s been gone for a week on business in the hope he won’t have to travel again for a month. To keep myself distracted, I’ve thrown myself into getting up to speed on the pack businesses. Unofficially, I’ve stepped into Kim’s role, which feels weird and right at the same time. Hayley’s friend Sam, whom she used to work with before, but is now mated to a local shifter, is going to come and give a dig out, too. With Leah dipping in and out where she can, and Rex’s filling in for some of Cooper’s alpha duties, it’s manageable in the short term.
Just about.
The whispers and gossip about what Kim may or may not have been up to have died down. People are no longer expecting another attack and, for the first time since I arrived, the atmosphere feels lighter and the mood better. For everyone, that is except me. I’ve never felt anxiety like this and I know now that we’ll never spend so long apart again. Rex warned Nathan, suggesting that an entire week was too long to be away when you’re a newly mated couple, but we didn’t listen.
Nervously, I clean and tidy the cosy cabin we’ve claimed as ours. It’s small, but it’s perfect for us, and I’m relieved we’re not both working and living in the packhouse full-time. Dinner is ready, the house is spotless, and I’ve paced the floors more times than I’d care to admit. Flopping down on the comfortable, worn leather sofa, I tip my head back and sigh, closing my eyes to stop the tears from flowing. I miss him.
“Something wrong, baby?”
With a gasp, I sit up straight, and my eyes fly open. He’s home. Standing in the doorway with a big grin on his face, he looks like a dream. I’m flinging myself at him before he’s even taken two steps into the room. When I bury my face in his neck and breathe him in, my legs wrapping around his trim waist, he chuckles, holding me in place with one strong arm while he kicks the front door shut behind him.
“I missed you,” I whisper, my voice shaky as I grip his face in my two hands and kiss him hard. Squeezing my eyes shut, I try to force back the swell of emotions surging inside me. I don’t want to ruin the evening by blubbering and moaning at him. He hasn’t had a fun week either, cramming meeting after meeting into his time away, staying in a boring, lonely hotel room away from his friends and family, and me.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, baby. It’s okay.” I nod, but Nathan leans back and catches my quivering lip with his thumb. Ducking his head, he waits patiently for me to open my eyes and look at him. “We won’t ever do that again.”
I nod again frantically, a small sob escaping me, as he walks me over to the couch and sits down with me still clinging to him. He rubs soothing circles on my back while he holds me tight. His steady heartbeat and the even in-and-out of his breathing soothes me, and I calm down at last.
“I’m a wreck,” I mumble, pressing my face into his chest and letting his delicious scent surround me like a warm blanket. “But I feel better now that you’re home. I’m sorry, this wasn’t the welcome I wanted to give you.”
Ignoring my words, he tips my face up to his and kisses me, less desperate than the one I gave him, but with no less depth of feeling. I moan against his lips at his taste and how his talented tongue cautiously licks the seam of my lips, seeking permission to make it more intense. My low groan allows him access, and, in the blink of an eye, things escalate quickly. We go from a sensual reconnecting kiss to devouring each other. My hands slide up his chest and claw at the buttons of his shirt, needing to touch his skin. Fingers shaking, I decide to sacrifice his shirt, gripping the white cotton in my fists and ripping it apart.
Buttons skitter across the wooden floor, and Nathan pauses, stunned, but only for a second. It’s like my sudden need for him unleashes something deep within him and he growls, loud and possessive, before flipping me so I’m underneath him. With a few rips and tugs, my breasts are exposed to the cool air and my nipples tighten immediately. Nathan growls when he realises I’m braless, one perk of not being particularly well endowed in that department, and immediately dips down to take one into his warm, wet mouth.
My back presses against the buttery leather and I close my eyes, savouring the pleasure of my mate trailing his lips and fingers across every inch of my body. He pulls my skirt down my hips and I wriggle, allowing him to shimmy it down my legs.
“Fuck. What did I do to deserve you?”
No panties either. Nathan curses and dives between my legs like a man possessed, tossing one of my legs over his shoulder to give himself better access. He kisses the inside of my knee, down my thigh, and I tense from the ticklish teasing touches as he drags his lips and tongues closer to where I want him.
“Nathan, no, I need you in me,” I whimper, grabbing his hair in my two hands and tugging at him, trying to pull him up over me. My pussy clenches as he nips and licks at me, but I need to be filled. I need him to plunge inside me and stretch me, to pound into me, hard and fast, to remind me of how explosive things are between us, what he can do to me. Eager to make it even more obvious what I want, I shove a hand down between my thighs to get his attention, but he lifts his head and growls sharply, a sound that sends another thrill of arousal shooting to my core. I’m even wetter and needier now, his angry rebuke doing something dangerously hot to my insides.
“Mine,” he snaps. “I’ve been thinking about eating this pussy every minute of every day for the last week. You’re not taking this away from me, so just lie back and enjoy it. I’ll give you what you need, baby. Trust me.”
Letting my head fall back with a thump, I stare bleary eyed at the ceiling, relinquishing control completely as he devours me. His tongue strokes and circles me, applying the perfect amount of pressure and then pushing a little harder as he thrusts two long fingers deep inside my already drenched pussy. Slow, lazy strokes drive me higher and higher. My toes twitch and my legs shake when he curls them and finds that perfect spot inside me. My entire body lifts off the sofa with a loud gasp, but Nathan keeps me pinned with his body exactly where he wants me.
“Cum for me, baby,” he begs, sucking on my clit, his gentle nibbles sending electric tingles out to every finger and toe. I’m panting, unable to catch my breath, overwhelmed by how aggressive and dominant he’s being. After the incident with Kim, he was concerned about it and it seems he’s been holding back.
“I… I,” I grip the arm of the couch behind me, needing something to anchor me. My head is spinning, and my body is not my own. Nathan is its master, playing my pussy like a fiddle. One long suck and a third finger, filling me up and teasing my g-spot pushes me over the edge with a scream.
“Nathan!” I call his name like a prayer as I jerk upright and cling to him, wave after wave of intense pleasure rocketing through me. He wraps his arms around me and holds me tight, rocking me and whispering sweet nothings into my ear as I come down from my high.
“I love you,” he says with a tender kiss to my mark, sending another aftershock coursing through me. I’m about to respond when his desire and dominance flares to life again. With one last soft kiss, he lifts me and places me on my hands and knees.
“Hold on,” he commands and I hear the jingle of his belt opening, my blood burning with anticipation and the temptation to turn and see what he’s doing. I hear the rustle of clothing and see his trousers hit the floor beside us. A needy moan escapes me at the knowledge he’s naked and ready behind me.
Nathan smooths a hand lovingly from my lower back up my spine to my shoulder before gripping me with a soft squeeze. Tingles follow in its path and my entire body is tense, waiting. I’m about to beg when I feel him shift behind me.
