Chapter Eight
"Last chance, love," Ryker asked as he placed their mate on her feet at the end of the large bed he and Bastian had purchased for their mate. No one, except Hannah, had ever slept in this room, and that was exactly how it should be.
"For what?" Hannah asked a little breathlessly, and Ryker couldn’t exactly blame her. As soon as she had uttered that one word, he had swept her into his arms and charged out of the workshop for his truck. Bastian had only just managed to make it into the car himself after locking up the workshop before Ryker shot out of the garage forecourt and headed in the direction of their house.
They had traveled in silence, but Ryker had felt the tension and anticipation building within the car. The scent of their mate's arousal perfumed the car almost immediately, and by the time they slammed to a halt in the drive outside their own house, he and Bastian had been growling continuously with need. Ryker had jumped from the truck before it had even stopped, reached in for their mate, and then charged for the room.
"Last chance to tell us you need more time," Ryker said as he leaned in and pressed his forehead to hers while Bastian moved to press against her back.
Hannah groaned and shimmied between them, making him inhale sharply at the sensation. "I don’t need more time. I just—I need—"
"What, love?" Bastian growled against her neck. "What do you need? Tell us and it's yours."
Hannah exhaled slowly. "You. Both of you. I need you both, so damn bad."
For a moment, no one moved. Then he and Bastian went into action. Ryker stepped closer, placing his mouth on Hannah's and began to gently coax her into play. He kept kissing her, knowing that his brother was releasing the buttons from the long-sleeved shirt she wore. He felt Hannah shiver in delight as Bastian removed the shirt, then slipped her bra free.
Hannah suddenly gasped at whatever Bastian was doing, and Ryker swooped in, sliding his tongue into her mouth and taking the kiss to another level. He poured as much emotion into the kiss as he could, groaning at the feel of her submitting to his passion. The moment would forever be burned into his memory.
From the way Hannah gripped at his hips, and shuddered against him, he knew her arousal was building within her. He pulled back, his breath coming in gasps, and stared into her face. "You are so fucking beautiful."
Bastian groaned, and Ryker dragged his gaze from his mate to look back at his brother. Bastian’s gaze was locked onto Hannah's ass, his expression filled with need. “I have to concur with my brother, baby, you are beautiful, but from behind, you are fucking spectacular.”
The scent of Hannah’s arousal was thick in the air. Ryker was quickly running out of control. He stepped back, pulling his clothes off as quickly as he could before he reached out, grabbed their mate, and pushed her gently onto the mattress. As soon as she reclined, Ryker crawled between her thighs, guiding her legs as wide as they would go. He felt the bed shift as Bastian climbed in with them.
“Look at you,” Ryker whispered reverently, his stare locked to her pussy, loving how it glistened with the evidence of her arousal. “All naked and bare to our gaze.” He reached out and ran the tip of his finger over her mound, making her shiver. “Our touch.” He looked up until he could look into her eyes. “Our mouths.” He leaned in, placing his mouth directly over her clit, and swept the flat of his tongue over her, taking every drop of cream there, loving how she cried out his name, but never dropped her stare.
With a growl, he set to work driving her arousal up as quickly as he could. He alternated between quick flicks of his tongue against the swollen nub of her clit and thrusting his tongue as far as he could inside her hot pussy. He couldn’t resist sliding his hand beneath her ass and using his fingers to gently stroke her ass.
Hannah bucked up into his mouth when Ryker pressed against the sensitive ring of muscle that surrounded her back entrance, and he growled. If she reacted so favorably to having her ass played with, she was going to go crazy when he eventually took it. Crazed by the image of taking her ass, Ryker devoured his mate, placing his mouth directly over her pussy, and sucking hard. He felt her go over as her body shuddered against him, and she flooded with cream.
“Ryker!” Hannah cried out and arched off the bed, grinding her hips against him. He stayed with her through each and every shiver and shudder, not stopping until she slumped against the bed. When he lifted his head, he saw Bastian gently stroking their mate’s face, easing her down.
When she took a deep breath and relaxed back against the bed, Ryker pushed up onto his hands and knees and crawled up her body. He placed a gentle kiss against the flat of her stomach, paused to drop a kiss on both peaked, dark pink nipples, and then when he was holding himself above her, he leaned down to place his forehead against hers.
“That was the hottest damn experience of my life,” he said in a voice that sounded tight even to his own ears. “You are so responsive, love. The way you let go, and gave yourself to me? Damn, there just are no words to tell you what that meant to me.”
Hannah smiled sweetly up at him, and Ryker felt his heart swell with emotion. “I have to agree with you. That was pretty damn hot for me, too, but I want more.” Hannah reached up and wound her arms around his neck. “I want you. I told you that already, and as much as I have enjoyed the appetizer, I am really looking forward to the entrée.”
Ryker grinned. “And as your mate, it is most definitely my job and my pleasure to give you what you want.” He reached down, and Hannah tracked his movements with her gaze, as he gripped his cock and stroked it a couple of times. Hannah bit her bottom lip, and Ryker groaned. “Fuck, sweetness, you keep looking at me like that, and this is going to go too damn fast.”
Hannah’s breaths came in erotic pants. “Fast is good. I’m on the pill, and I’m clean. Take me, Ryker. Please.”
Ryker placed the head of his cock against her swollen pussy and pressed forward until her body submitted and he slid a couple of inches inside her. “I’m safe, too, love. Shifters aren’t susceptible to human diseases. Now, hold on, this is going to go hard and fast.” He rolled his hips forward, groaning as she lifted her own hips to meet his thrust. “Fuck! So tight,” he growled when he slid home, his hips nestling into the cradle of hers. His cock swelled within the wet heat of her body.
“Oh, God!” Hannah groaned, arching her neck, and lifting her legs to wrap them around his waist. "Feels so good!"
Ryker held still for a moment, then withdrew, then pushed home again. The feeling was hard to describe, unlike anything he had ever experienced before. He started a steady, slow rhythm, one designed to ensure he maintained control but allowing him to drive his mate crazy. All was going to plan until she tightened around him, and his rhythm stuttered. He held still for a moment, breathing through the spike of pleasure, but that proved to be a mistake.
Hannah tightened around him, squeezing with a measured cadence, and Ryker was lost. With a growl of pleasure, he began to move, no longer looking for steady, now simply wanting to hold out long enough to ensure his mate’s pleasure. His movements were sharp and sudden until he was pounding into his mate, driving her into the mattress beneath her, and reveling in the sounds she made.
"Oh, Ryker, yes!" Hannah cried out. "I—I'm gonna—fuck!"
Ryker gave a shout of triumph as Hannah screamed her pleasure to the room, and then, helpless to resist, he gave in, roaring his own release to the world. He slammed into her once, twice, three times as his orgasm rolled over him. He locked his elbows to ensure he didn't give into the urge to claim her with a mating bite. Once he knew he had complete control, he slumped forward, careful not to crush his mate, but ensuring he blanketed her body completely. He might not be able to give his bear the satisfaction of completely mating with their woman, but he could give him this moment of sweet submission.
"Damn, Hannah," he breathed in a rough voice. "You give yourself so completely. Thank you."
Hannah smiled, and Ryker could not resist leaning in and tasting it with a brief kiss. "Don’t thank me, Ryker Barrett. I enjoyed the hell out of that."
