“I know,” she whispered, her gaze dropping to his mouth. “There has to be something more in that book. I haven’t translated all of it yet, but I will.” She shifted her weight, tempting him. Then her thighs lifted and slid against his flanks. “Maybe there’s a treaty or something we can write.”
Wolves didn’t rule via treaty. Even in today’s world, strength and power mattered. He gently prodded her and then began to stroke inside her, going slow and letting her tight body accept him.
She was tiny, his mate.
“Caidrik? Promise you won’t go all vigilante on me,” she whispered, her voice hoarse.
He didn’t even know what that meant. Not really. “I’ll protect you.” It’s all he had to offer. He nibbled on her lips, loving the taste of her. Sweet with just a hint of spice. He could spend a year just kissing her. So he let himself go deep and get lost. They might only have this one last night, and he wanted it to matter.
Wanted her to remember him in the future.
He’d call Jackson in the morning and get his promise to keep her safe with his pack. At least Emily was there, so Nadia wouldn’t be alone.
Of course, maybe he’d take out the Slate Pack.
But what then? He’d be an Alpha without a pack, which he’d tired of being. If she stayed by him, then maybe he could make it work? Actually build his own pack?
He licked along her jaw to her ear, where he bit.
She sighed and arched against him, pulling him farther inside her. God, she was tight…and wet. He bit his lip to keep from hurting her.
“I’ve loved our time together,” he whispered.
She giggled, actually giggled, and then bit his bottom lip. “You spent two months watching me and being cranky.”
“Yeah. I loved that time,” he said, licking his wounded lip. Brat. “You’re fun to watch.” With one final push, he planted himself firmly in her, balls deep. He never thought he’d find someone like her. Then he grasped her hands, flattening his over them, intertwining their fingers and stretching her arms above her head.
More wetness spilled around his balls.
She wrapped her fingers through his and clapped her thighs to his hips. “Make me a promise.”
“Anything.” He meant it.
“Don’t die. Don’t sacrifice yourself. Don’t give up on us.” Her eyes were luminous and her angled face stunning. Feminine and strong.
He pulled out and pushed back inside her, tightening his hold. “Nadia.”
“I mean it.” She clenched her internal muscles around his dick, and he nearly saw stars. “Promise me.”
He sighed. “All right. I promise.” He had no clue how he’d keep that vow, but he’d do his best. “If we survive this, want to get married?” They weren’t human, but more and more of the wolves today were undergoing the marriage ceremony. He’d like to change her last name to McGregor.
“You have to ask with a ring and down on one knee, like the humans.” Amusement glittered in her eyes now, and her soft mouth curved. “Now you have to stay alive, don’t you?”
Well, yeah. At least until she agreed. “I need to stay alive just to properly tame you,” he said, nipping at her lips this time.
Her grin was wicked. “All right. Let’s see you give that a shot.”
Challenge accepted. He might just have to make her beg. He started to pound, bringing her to the edge several times, only to slow down. Over and Over.
His self-control was legendary.
She challenged it.
And by the end of the night, she did beg. Then she pushed him into a climax so hard his heart must’ve stopped for a moment. But she did get her promise.
He’d do everything possible he could to stay alive.
Now fate had to work with him, too.
