She lifted her neck and giggled as he nibbled and kissed his way across her ears, throat, and up to her mouth. This man was strong and brave and also compassionate and kind. She loved the amber flecks she saw in his eyes when he was angry or aroused, the wrinkles around his eyes and mouth when he smiled, the beautiful sound of his laughter. He was hers. And he knew how to push her buttons with a single look. And one touch. And his dominance, the way he spanked her, was something no matchmaker could have ever found for her. Was this a dream?
She closed her eyes and mewled with pleasure when he knelt between her legs and kissed her tender spot. His tongue felt coarse and achingly wonderful as he licked and laved his way to her first earthshattering orgasm.
“Sorry you didn’t get to do that the first time around.” He looked up from between her legs, and nibbled on her inner thigh.
She giggled and pressed his head back down where she wanted his attention.
“Want more?” He gave a throaty growl and licked the center of her core.
“Yes. Please,” she moaned when he took one of her nipples and started flicking it between his fingers as he licked and stroked her with his tongue. When he took her sensitive nub into his mouth and sucked hard, she screamed and saw stars.Amazing.Such a feeling, as wave after wave of pleasure hit her.
She loved how considerate he was of her needs. He seemed to read every mewl, every arch of her back, every wanton groan. She wanted him inside her again. She tugged at him, and he slid up her body, slowly licking and kissing his way up to her mouth.
“Are you ready, sweet girl?”
She nodded and spread her legs in an open invitation, loving the look of approval he gave her. He licked his lips and looked up and down her body hungrily, making her feel desired and beautiful. Then he positioned himself above her, this time keeping his weight off her body as he slowly pressed against her tender entrance.
“You okay? “ His eyes shone with concern.
“Yes,” she smiled. “It’s like a fairytale.”
He entered her and slowly made love to her as he kissed her, his eyes never leaving hers. She basked in the feeling of his warmth and strength as he slowly took what she offered. Her body, her soul, and her heart were his to command, his to protect, his to love.
And when she finally came down from the dizzying heights of the emotion, she wept in his arms. This truly was her happily ever after, safe in the arms of the man she loved.
She awokea few hours later and saw him coming out of the shower. Her mate looked peaceful, happy, and sexy as hell in nothing more than a towel—his body still dripping and the dark curls on his chest glistening.
“Hello, Mrs. Wolfe.” He strode forward and kissed her on the lips. “It’s dinnertime. Would you like to go eat?”
She groaned and rolled over onto her side. Her body ached from the day’s activities. “Mind if I just hang here? I’m kinda tired.”
He stroked her cheek. “Good idea. You’ve had a pretty long day.” He kissed her forehead. “I’ll go get us something to eat, and we can enjoy dinner in bed.”
“Actually, if you don’t mind, I’d really like to sleep. Go have dinner, check on guests, do whatever you need to do. I’m going to stay here, okay?” She already felt the fatigue building up again in her sore, but lovingly used body.
“Okay. I’ll be back up in a bit, and I’ll bring something for you just in case you wake up.”
“Thanks. Love you.” She curled back into the blankets.
“Love you too…” He started to say something else, but she didn’t hear him. She was already dreaming about wells and hills, best friends, and a handsome wolf /man who spanked her and made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. This was her happily ever after.
CHAPTER 20
FAYE
Cade and Faye emerged from their shower, well-sudsed and better acquainted than they’d been before they went in. Her clothes had dried since Cade had yanked them off her that morning, and she pulled them back on, feeling nervous about going downstairs.
“There’s nothing to worry about,” Cade said, sensing her apprehension. “Just stick with me, okay?”
She fingered the amethyst pendant he’d let her have and nodded, allowing him to lead her out the door with his hand on the small of her back. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, he led her into a dining area. A good-looking man walked over with a broad grin.
“This is my cousin Bertram, the owner of this place. B, this is Faye.”
Bertram took her hand, and she eyed him, wondering if he was a shifter like Cade. He grasped her hand and sniffed, answering her question.
“You’re mated,” he said as if in surprise, his eyes flying to Cade’s face.
Cade gave a sheepish grin. “Yeah. Just now. I’m not sure she knows what she’s in for, but she’s mine whether she likes it or not.” He reached behind and squeezed her ass.
