The woods were so dark, the only light was coming from the full moon above it. I walked around the corner of the house, closing my eyes and breathing in my mate. A branch cracked in the forest, and I stopped.
Roman emerged from the woods, his chest bare and sweaty. And, as soon as I saw him, my heart stopped.
Mate!
He smiled when he saw me, his golden eyes devouring mine. “Mine,” he said, walking toward me. “Finally, mine.”
Chapter 31
Isabella
My wolf did flips in my stomach.Mate. Mate. Mate. Mate.
I gazed at him, taking in every inch of his body. The way his abdomen flexed. The way his lip curled. The way his eyes glowed under the moon. This wasn’t real. He wasn’t real.
This was the best moment of my entire life, better than the way Mom described meeting Dad. This was so fucking exhilarating.
Staring at me like I was the only thing that ever mattered, he walked to me, snatched my chin in his hand, and smirked. Thiswasreal. His fingers ran gently down my neck, making me shiver. “Mine.”
“Yours?”
“Mine.”
Despite my wolf wanting me to never let him go, I pushed him away from me, my lips curling into a grin. “Prove it.”
In one moment, he had turned me around and pushed me against the nearest tree. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and brushed his canines up the side of my neck, lingering in the spot that he would mark me. “I could fuck you right here.”
“Could?” I mocked, pushing my hips back against his and feeling his hardness against my ass. “That doesn’t sound too promising.” He growled in my ear, and I immediately clenched. Forget being a brat. Forget trying to tease him. I couldn’t handle this anymore. He was what I wanted, and he was my mate. “Take what you want, Roman. Take me,” I whispered. We both knew we had waited way too long for this.
He grabbed my ass through my dress, squeezing it. “You’re tempting, Isabella, so fucking tempting.” He placed a kiss just below my ear. “I’m going to take you home and finally do everything I’ve been craving to do to you since the moment I laid eyes on you.”
I turned toward him, pulling him closer. “I can’t wait that long.”
“If I could wait three fucking years for you, you can wait five minutes.”
My smile widened. “Make it three, and I’ll try not to yawn while you fuck me.”
He picked me up, his hands under my ass, and walked me toward the packhouse, his eyes darkening. Through the walk, my body buzzed with pure excitement. Roman’s minty scent drifted into my nostrils, and I sighed in delight. I couldn’t think about anything except him.
How I wanted to love him. How I wanted him to devour me tonight. How I had been waiting for this moment forever.
When he kicked his bedroom door closed, he let me down, unzipped my dress, pulled down the straps, and pushed me back onto his bed. My hands traveled all over his body, sliding over his shoulders, down his back, up his abs. Everything about him felt like it had the other night, but suddenly felt so much more invigorating.
I tugged on the ends of his hair, pulling him to me, then pressed my lips to his. Like he had wanted to for years, he pressed his lips to mine, matching my intensity. We had never kissed, not once. And these butterflies were everything that I had ever wanted.
His fingers danced down my body and slipped into my underwear, rubbing me gently and making me wet with pleasure. I wanted him to be rough with me, but I wanted to just enjoy this moment with him.
Our first time together.
Maybe our last time together.
He thrusted two fingers inside of me, moving them slowly, and groaned. I smiled against his lips, clenching on his fingers. The feeling sending pleasure through me. “So, this was what you were waiting for.”
He smirked against my lips, resting his forehead against mine. “You have no idea,” he mumbled against my lips, fingers moving faster.
I unbuttoned his belt and pulled it off of him, then wrapped my legs around his body to pull him toward me. “Well, I don’t want to wait any longer.” I pushed his pants down and took his cock in my hand, stroking his hardness. It was mine. “I want you inside of me, Roman.”
He pressed his lips to mine, leaving soft kisses down my body. He latched onto one of my nipples with his teeth, biting down. I winced, remembering the last time he did that, and he sucked on it more gently. I brushed my fingers across his forehead, admiring my mate.
