Page 61 of Wicked Wolf

Quinn stood up before she came down off her high and entered her in one stroke. “Fuck, Gina. You’re still so damn tight, and I can feel you squeeze me since you’re still coming.”

She licked her lips then reached up to cup his face. “Fuck me. Make love to me. Just do me. I don’t really care what you thought, just be with me.”

He kissed her hard then squeezed her hips in a bruising grip. “As you wish.” He pulled out of her, and she whimpered at the loss. Before she could tell him to return, he slammed back into her, sending her body into overdrive. She gripped the edge of the table so he didn’t knock her off then met his hips, thrust for thrust. Her breasts bounced, and her body ached from where he pistoned inside her, but she didn’t care. She wanted more.

“Goddess, I love you.”

He grinned then went faster. “Love you too, baby.”

He leaned forward as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She kept up with him then moved to cup his face. The movement forced her to slide across the table, but her legs kept her stable. She had to touch him and couldn’t hold back.

He held her close as he moved, pumping in and out of her, bringing them closer together as he rose along the crest.

“You’re my witch, my wicked witch,” he panted.

She met his gaze and let the tears fall at his words. The love in the word that had once hurt her made her fall in love with him all over again. She cupped his face, rocking her hips so she could feel every inch of him.

“You’re my wicked wolf, Quinn. My wolf. My everything.”

He kissed her then slammed into her once more. She came on a rush and felt him come inside her, filling her until they both lay panting on the table, their bodies sweat-slick and spent.

“This is going to be one hell of a ride,” he murmured, holding her close.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” she said back, knowing it was the truth. They’d mated in the oddest of circumstances, but now they were united and together. She wouldn’t change that for anything. The moon goddess had chosen right, even if Gina had doubted at first. Thank the goddess.

There were times to drool over a sexy wolf.

Staring at her mate across the table during a council meeting was totally one of them.

“If you two are quite done mooning over one another, are we ready to call it a day?” Parker asked, laughter in his voice.

Gina blushed, but Quinn looked unrepentant. “What were we saying?”

Parker rolled his eyes but didn’t stop smiling. “We were saying that we’re ready to set up the next phase of the council.”

“Oh good. Sorry. I’ll pay better attention.”

Quinn coughed, and she kicked him. Jerk. Sexy jerk, but still a jerk.

“So the maternals are working well together then?” Quinn asked, his voice calm. See? Jerk.

“Yes, we’ve had meetings between the Redwoods and Talons to see what kinds of activities we can do together,” Kimberly, the Talon maternal, said.

“And the security runs are going well,” Lorenzo put in. “Nothing too dramatic, but we’re starting to trust each other a bit more.”

“It’ll take time,” Gina put in. “But it’s a start.”

“As for our next meeting, you’re going to need another Talon,” Quinn said, and Gina’s heart warmed.

Lorenzo grinned. “Yeah, since you’re going all Redwood with your mate.”

Gina smiled. She couldn’t help it. Jesse was officially healthy enough to go through the process of becoming a Redwood. It would hurt Quinn when he broke the bond, if only for a moment, but Kade and Gideon would shield Jesse from the pain. It was what they could do for the children. Now Jesse was a little ball of energy running around as though he didn’t have a care in the world. Gina wouldn’t have changed any choices she’d made on the path of Jesse’s health and her mating. It had been rocky as hell, but it was so worth it.

She still remembered the way Quinn and Jesse had become part of her whole family.

Gina had held her breath, praying to the goddess that everything would work out. It wasn’t like either of them could really kill one another.

Right?