Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 107670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
He knotted his fingers in her hair as he watched. Her lips kept a tight grip on his cock as her tongue swirled and licked and rubbed. He hissed as the head bumped the back of her throat, and then that throat contracted around him as she swallowed him deeper. Fuck. “Yeah, take more, baby.” She did. And the sight of more and more of his cock disappearing into her mouth was almost more than he could take.
Harley lightly grazed his balls with her nails, smiling around his cock as he swore. She liked the taste of him. Liked the feel of him hot and hard in her mouth. Liked him fisting her hair with a dark proprietary edge that said he could fuck her mouth if he wanted to but was choosing not to. It was as bold as the stark possessiveness shimmering in his eyes that once would have made her bristle. Now it gave her goose bumps.
“I’m gonna come, Harley. I want you to swallow every drop.” Using his grip on her hair, he held her head in place. She sucked harder, purring . . . and then he exploded, watching her throat work as she swallowed it all. “Good girl.” It was one more way to mark his mate and solidify his claim.
Harley slid up his body, resting comfortably on his chest as she pressed a light kiss to his mouth. “Good morning.”
“It’s a very good morning.” One hand cupped her ass as his other lazily smoothed up and down her bare back. She tucked her face into the crook of his neck and relaxed into his touch. Little claws absentmindedly kneaded his shoulders and a purr slipped out of her. Jesse smiled. She often settled on top of him, whether in bed or on the sofa, while he petted her, lazily luxuriating in the attention. “You really are one big kitty cat. My kitty.”
“Yours,” she easily agreed.
He tipped up her chin so he could look in her eyes. “You always were. Always will be.”
“Is your wolf okay with me claiming him?”
“Okay with it?” That would be a serious understatement. “He’s smug as all hell and mentally crowing like a rooster.”
“Good, so is my cat.” Her stomach rumbled. “I’m hungry. We need breakfast.”
“I need to take care of you first.” He slipped a finger inside her, finding her deliciously wet. “Then we eat.”
It wasn’t until they were in the kitchen, where Harley was reaching for a Danish, that Jesse told her he wanted them to have breakfast with the pack so he could share that she’d officially claimed him. Harley grimaced. “You want us to walk right into the main lodge and make a big announcement in front of everybody?”
He leaned against the fridge. “What’s wrong with that?”
A lot. She wasn’t nervous about the pack’s reaction. They had already accepted her, and several had expressed their eagerness for her to claim Jesse. But she detested being the center of attention, especially since . . . “They’ll all want to hug me, and you know I’m not big on being touched.” Neither was her cat.
“You can deal with it this once.” He crossed the room to take her hand and pull her close. “I want everyone to know.” He was proud that she’d claimed him.
“That’s easily done.” She whipped her cell out of her pocket.
Jesse frowned. “Who are you calling?” Then he heard his Alpha female greet, “Morning!”
“I claimed Jesse last night. Pass it on.” Harley ended the call and smiled at him. “See, easily done.”
He just shook his head, helplessly amused.
“How long do you think it will be before it reaches everyone?”
“Five minutes at most. They’ll come here,” he warned her. “You haven’t escaped their reaction.”
“Yeah, but they won’t all come at once.”
Yes, they would. But he’d let her believe differently if it stopped her from disappearing in her cat form. “If we’re not going to eat with the pack, we best do it now before they come.” She was cranky when she was hungry, so there was less chance of her losing her patience with the pack if she’d eaten.
Snuggled together on the porch swing, they were just finishing breakfast when they heard excited chatter in the near distance. Harley froze. “That’s more than one person.” Straining to hear better, she realized it was more than even a few people. “They’ve all come together?”
Jesse’s mouth curved. “Sounds like it.” He got to his feet and brushed the crumbs off his lap. Then he looked up just in time to see his mate lunging toward the tree. He looped on arm around her waist. “No, no, no.”
She struggled against him. “I can accept their congratulations from up there!”
“Don’t be a wuss.”
“A wuss?” she echoed as he advanced through the lodge. “Who uses that word?”
“I do.” He set her on her feet but kept his arm tight around her. “It’ll be fine.” He pulled open the front door to see his entire pack approaching. The females and pups entered first; each hugged and congratulated them. The males patted Jesse on the back and gave Harley a smile, knowing better than to hug her when she and Jesse weren’t yet fully mated.