My mate slid her hand into mine, and my wolf surged up in a triumphant growl. I was taking her to seal our bond.
Moving quickly so no one else would stop us to talk, I led Alara into the woods. It was a good thing we hurried because I barely got the cabin door shut behind us before my wolf surged, the scent of her arousal spurring me on. Alara’s playful dash ahead when the cabin was finally in sight had triggered every hunting instinct I had. And she knew exactly what she was doing, teasing me until I snapped.
She laughed breathlessly, racing toward the bed on the opposite wall, but I was on her in seconds. My hands caught her waist, lifting her easily as I growled low against the shell of her ear. She shivered in my arms, her lynx purring loud enough for me to feel it vibrate through her back. The sound went straight to my cock, hardening me further as I carried her the last few steps and tossed her onto the wide mattress.
She bounced once, her hair spilling wild around her flushed face, and her gray eyes dark with need.
“Catch me if you can, wolf,” she taunted in a husky voice.
The mischievous glint in her gaze made my blood roar.
“I already have you, kitten,” I rumbled, stripping off the shirt she’d tied around my waist in one pull. Then I prowled toward the bed, my cock jutting hard and ready. “And I’m never letting go.”
Alara bit her lip, her eyes raking over me hungrily as she peeled off her shirt and tossed it aside. There was no shynessnow. After our first time, she already knew exactly how to drive me wild. Her bra came next, freeing those perfect breasts that bounced softly as she shimmied out of her leggings and panties, leaving her gloriously bare for me.
I paused at the foot of the bed, drinking her in. The curve of her hips, the rosy flush creeping down her chest, and how her thighs parted just enough to tease me with her glistening folds.
My wolf pushed forward, urging me to mark my mate. To fill her until she was swollen with our future and proudly wore my bite on her shoulder. “I can't hold back anymore, little lynx. My wolf demands I finally mark you inside and out.”
She arched her back playfully, a soft purr escaping her lips. “Then come take me.”
That was all it took. I lunged onto the bed, covering her body with mine. My mouth crashed down on hers in a kiss that started fierce as my hands roamed everywhere. Our tongues tangled, and my teeth nipped at her bottom lip.
I cupped her breast, my thumb circling the hardened nipple until she moaned into my mouth, her nails digging into my shoulders.
“It’s only been hours, but I already missed this,” I growled against her lips before trailing kisses down her neck, nipping at the spot where I'd mark her as mine soon.
Her fingers threaded through my shaggy hair, tugging me closer. “I’m right here, mate. Take what’s yours. No holding back.”
I chuckled darkly, sliding down her body to lavish her breasts with attention. Sucking one nipple deep while pinching the other, I drew out those breathy gasps I loved. Her back bowed, pushing more into my mouth, and I obliged, switching sides until she was squirming beneath me.
Moving lower still, I kissed along her stomach, nipping at the soft skin just below her navel. “Gonna taste you first, kitten. Make you scream my name.”
Spreading her thighs wide, I settled between them and inhaled her sweet, musky scent that drove my wolf insane. My tongue flicked out, tracing her folds slowly at first. Teasing and savoring before I delved deeper.
She bucked against my mouth, but I held her hips in place and licked relentlessly, circling her clit with firm strokes.
“Booker, yes! Oh yes,” she cried, her fingers twisting in the blanket.
I devoured her like she was my last meal—sucking her clit and plunging my tongue inside her tight channel. When I added two fingers and curled them just right to hit the spot that made her shatter, she came undone. Her inner walls clenched hard, and she flooded my mouth with her release.
“That's my good kitten,” I praised, kissing her inner thigh before crawling back up, my cock aching to be inside her. “Gonna make you come again, around my cock this time. Then I’ll mark you as mine.”
She pulled me down for a kiss, tasting herself on my lips as her hands roamed my back, her nails scraping lightly over my skin. “I need you now, Booker.”
I positioned myself at her entrance, rubbing the head of my cock through her slick heat before thrusting in slowly, savoring the tight, wet grip of her pussy. “Fuck, you feel like home. The only one I’ll ever need.”
She moaned and wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper. “More, please. Harder.”
My control frayed at her plea. I flipped my mate onto her stomach, pulling her hips up until she was on her knees, her perfect ass high in the air. One hard smack on her cheek made her gasp and push back, urging me on.
Trailing my fingers down her spine, I gripped her hips and thrust deep in one powerful stroke, burying my cock to the hilt as she cried out in pleasure.
“Mine,” I snarled, one hand sliding up to wrap loosely around her throat from behind while the other held her steady, pounding into her with relentless rhythm.
She met every thrust, her pussy clenching tight around me while her screams echoed off the cabin walls. “Yours, all yours.”
I rubbed her clit in firm circles, feeling her build again. “Come for me, kitten. Milk my cock. Gonna fill you so deep.”
