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“Ridge,” she moaned, throwing her head back, breaking the kiss to rest her forehead against mine. “Please, I need you.” Her panting had my cock ready to burst.

I lowered my head, sucking her erect nipple into my mouth and teasing it with my tongue, grazing it with my teeth before letting it go with a softpop.

“Anything for you, little wolf,” I said, desire coiling tightly within me, demanding release.

I rose above the perfection beneath me. I pushed down my boxers, freeing my heavy erection that was aching for release. Tori’s pupils dilated with lust as she took in my length and licked her lips. Moaning, I positioned myself at her entrance, teasing her with my shaft as I stroked against her slit, covering it with all her juices. With every slide, I ensured the head hit against her clit, eliciting moans from both of us.

Unable to tease her any longer, I leisurely glided into her welcoming heat.

“Fuck, little wolf, you feel amazing,” I groaned as I filled her completely, our bodies fitting together like two perfectly matched puzzle pieces. It had been like this since she’d first let me in. Despite the urgency of our desire, we moved together gently, savoring each thrust and every sensation.

“Ridge,” Tori gasped, her eyes locked onto mine, filled with love and trust. That look alone would have brought me to my knees. I didn’t believe she knew she was there yet, so I held my words back, letting my body say what my words could not.

Trembling, I kissed her forehead tenderly and hissed as her silken walls hugged my cock. My heart swelled with emotion, knowing our bond extended far beyond anything I’d ever imagined possible. I’d never understand how I hadn’t realized she was my fated mate the first time we made love. I’d never experienced such ecstasy before her.

As we continued our slow, sensual dance, we stared into each other’s eyes. It felt like we shared the same breath. Our mutual pleasure built until it consumed us. I reveled in the intimacy of the moment, the connection binding us closely as fated mates, and the knowledge that we were stronger together than apart.

“Ridge,” Tori moaned, her body trembling beneath me as she neared the edge of release. She tightened around me, urging me on, and I redoubled my efforts, desperate to give her the pleasure she so richly deserved because nothing brought me more pleasure than watching her fall into oblivion.

“Come for me, baby,” I urged her, my voice rough with passion. “Let go.”

“Ridge!” she cried, her body tensing before shattering into a million pieces. Her silken sheath clamped hard on my cock, triggering my own release, and I followed her over the edge, our cries echoing through the room as we clung to each other, riding out the aftershocks of our passion. My cock jerked every last bit of my seed, painting the inside of her.

Pressing soft kisses to her sweat-dampened skin as we struggled to catch our breaths, I marveled at the woman who had brought me so much joy and happiness.

“Ridge, I...I don’t know what I ever did to deserve this,” she murmured, her voice thick with emotion.

“You deserve everything good, little wolf,” I said, and kept it at that. Tori had said more than she’d intended.

I gently rolled off her and pulled her into my arms. We lay tangled together, our hearts slowly returning to their normal rhythms.

“Little wolf, waking up like this every morning is a new goal of mine.” Grinning, I kissed the top of her head as my girl giggled and cuddled closer in my arms.

Yeah, I could get used to that.

“Ridge,” Tori murmured. “About our fake wedding.”

I stiffened.

“We should call it off. I mean, there’s so much going on, and we really don’t have time to keep up with the ruse or focus on it. Besides, I don’t need the alibi anymore.”

My blood ran cold. I thought through every conversation we’d had since I’d let it slip that we were fated mates. Against my wolf’s desire to just take her and fight it out later, I had given her space; I hadn’t pushed her. What had I said or done to make her back off like this?

“I’m sure everyone will be so distracted by recent events, they probably won’t even notice,” she said. While she’d spoken, she hadn’t looked at me once, so I didn’t have to worry about hiding how upset I was. I wanted nothing more than to marry and mate her for real, but I couldn’t let her know. Not yet, when things were still so uncertain between us.

“Listen, Tori,” I said slowly, trying to keep my voice steady. “We just set a date, and calling it off would cause rumors we really don’t want to deal with. It’s better to leave it be for now.”

Tori frowned. “There’ll be rumors either way. How about we just drop the act?”

My wolf was relentless now, driven by the fear of losing her. He pushed me to claim her, and to hell with waiting for her to come around.

What had brought this on now? I slowed my thoughts, forcing my wolf to stop so I could focus on Tori. I saw how pale she was, noticed her shallow breaths. Her fear was palpable. Suddenly, it dawned on me, and I wanted to smack myself for not getting it sooner. She was freaking out about being a fated mate. In her mind, her free will was being taken away, and she was losing her hard-won self-control. If I acted on my wolf’s instincts, I’d play exactly into her fears.

Tori hadn’t grown up in a shifter family, hadn’t heard the stories. Fated mates were like two stars in the same constellation, forever linked and guiding each other through life. It was something to be cherished, not feared.

After my parents died, my Aunt Lucille and Uncle Vincent raised me. They were fated mates, and I’d witnessed their bond firsthand—it had been a wondrous thing. All Tori had seen was Lucille at her worst, in her feral state, which was a direct result of losing her mate. Tori didn’t know the beauty of fated mates, only the tragedy. In Tori’s mind, the bond between my aunt and uncle had transformed from one of strength and support to one of confinement and limitation.

The iron band that had tightened around my chest loosened, and my heart began to beat again. I couldn’t lie to myself. The thought of losing Tori, of not calling her mine, terrified me like nothing else, but for her, it must seem so much worse. Yet again, she must be feeling like she had no power in her own life.

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