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Chapter Twenty-Two
Eris
Then show me…
He didn’t know what he was asking. But then, I wasn’t quite sure how I found myself straddling his lap with my arms around his neck, either. But I hadn’t seen any way not to. I wanted to touch him as much as possible, my body pressed to his from cheek to toes. But I’d never so much as kissed a man before, or even wanted to.
I’d spent so much time planning and preparing and hoping. He’d been my focus when I had no idea who he was. I’d staked every part of my life on him and suffered for the effort. And when the rest of the pack learned about this, I didn’t know what would happen, but welcoming him as a member didn’t sound likely.
Zeke’s daddy would be almost as displeased as the potential mate himself, and we’d probably find ourselves out on the plains with no protection from anything within about fifteen minutes of their learning the situation. So, we’d have to be careful until he regained the strength to defend himself and/or leave this place. With me because I was fairly certain one of the most important parts of being mates was being together. And I couldn’t see any plus to staying here and continuing to be badly treated. A small corner of my mind wondered if they could be convinced once the deed was done, the rest of me knew the impossibility of that scenario.
Which was why we shouldn’t do anything to tip them off like noisy boisterous sex. “We’ll have to be so quiet,” I whispered right next to his ear. “So we aren’t overheard.”
“Mate?” he asked. “Are you ashamed to be with me?”
Damn, I wasn’t that at all. “No, of course not, but I told you that there was someone they want me to mate with, and if they hear, they might not let me keep taking care of you.” Absolutely wouldn’t. “But I want to…to be with you in that way.”
“I’ll do whatever you want to make you feel comfortable,” he said, his lips almost touching mine. And then theyweretouching them, and we were kissing.
And all my doubts and concerns fell away under his touch. Our lips slid together in my first kiss and one I’d never dreamed would feel like this.
Had I even dreamed of what his kiss would be? I could swear I’d never wanted to kiss anyone else in the pack, but having him here, nestled in his arms while he kissed me, how had I never taken it this far.
Sure, I’d known that mating was physical, but with my entire focus on actually finding my mate, what I was experiencing now…well, I’d had nothing to compare it to.
But the warmth of his lips, his tongue tracing the seam of mine until I opened to allow it entrance, his hands gripping my hips, every point of contact sent electricity to my core.
Outside, the storm was dropping precious rain, and most of the pack would be running around to put out containers to catch what they could. Usually, so would I but not now. My mate had commanded me to show him that I was falling in love with him, and I wanted nothing else. Not even water to prevent dehydration.
For once, the pack could do without my help. We kissed for a long time before he worked my dress up to my hips, and I had to rise onto my knees to help him get it off me. My mate was going to have to show me what to do to show him.
That made no sense, but he’d left my lips and was kissing his way down my throat, pausing here and there to suckle the skin, making temporary marks that would fade in time. Tiny bruises. I’d seen them on the necks of new couples beside the permanent one. I tensed, waiting for him to bite, but he didn’t. He just continued to the tops of my breasts and then to my nipples. I clutched his shoulders and tensed my legs on either side of his, letting my head fall back. That raised my breasts higher, and he took them deeper into his mouth, lapping in circles and nipping with sharp teeth. Would it be a mark?
Whatever it was, my body loved it, and so did my wolf, who howled deep inside, her excitement and joy at finally being with our mate knowing now bounds.
Thunder crashed and lightning streaked outside the cave, casting us in a glow for a second before darkness settled again. I couldn’t remember if it was day or night, only knowing when lightning broke through the darkness of the cloud cover to show me my mate setting me beside him and standing to undress.
I’d seen naked males, of course I had. Shifters weren’t exactly modest when donning their fur, but I’d never seen one more sculpted. Despite his thinness, every bit of him was beautiful in the most masculine way, and my gaze fell to see his manhood curving proudly away from his body.
I reached for him and he lifted me against him, kissing me deeply before laying me on the bedding and then coming down to kneel between my legs. “I want you, mate,” he said hoarsely.
“Me, too.” My heart was hammering and I hoped I would be able to take that very large penis without ripping in half, but I wanted him. So much. “Please don’t make me wait.”
So he didn’t. He trailed two fingers through the swollen tissues between my legs and lifted them into the lighting’s glow. “You’re so wet for me, mate.”
I hoped that was good. It seemed like it might be.
And then he bent to press a kiss right there, in my female folds, before rising to fit the head of his cock to my entrance. I knew enough from listening to others to be aware it usually hurt the first time, so I tensed, but he soothed me. “Shh. Relax. It will be easier if you do.”
His voice calmed me, but I was still nervous until he thrust inside me and the pain was there, but it was fast, sharp, and gone before he withdrew for the second drive. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and let him ride me, plunging into me over and over while pleasure replaced the pain in waves of ecstasy so strong, I cried out with no care who might hear.
And then too fast, he was echoing my shout and pouring hot semen into my core. Shuddering in a second wave of ecstasy, I didn’t see him bend until his fangs pierced the place where my neck met my shoulder and warm blood spilled. He sucked, then licked it closed and brought his neck to my lips. I’d never heard of a female marking a male back, but I knew what to do and when we lay side by side panting, we both wore the mark showing anyone that we’d claimed one another.
We belonged to one another. My mate of the Prophesy had come for me.
