Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
“Yes, I can,” she countered.
“You’re inexperienced,” I reminded. “Gotta work you into it.”
“Into what exactly?” she prodded.
“You want to know?”
She set her hand on top of mine over her breast. “God, yes.”
Seemed my mate liked dirty talk. Good to know.
“Once I take that cherry, get that pussy molded to my dick, I’ll take it anytime. Anywhere.”
“Mmm,” she said, beginning to roll her hips into mine.
Fuck, this was a bad idea.
“What else?” she practically purred.
Shit. I was going to come in my pants as if I was the inexperienced one.
“I like it rough,” I admitted. “Need it… primal.”
“Like when I ran?”
I couldn’t help the growl that rumbled in my chest remembering.
“Like that, but I’ll pin you down. Get you on your knees and fuck you. Spank your ass for running, then make you come all over my dick.”
“Cody,” she practically whined.
I shifted my hips to give myself some room. Her ass was too perfect, her pussy too warm and damp for me to handle.
“No more,” I growled. “Soon. We’ll do all that soon. Tonight, I’ll make you come because you’re such a good girl. But you’ve gotta be up early.”
“Come when you take my V-card?” She rolled in my arms to face me.
I groaned inwardly. “Not that.”
She gave my chest a shove, which only succeeded in pushing her body backward, away from mine. I reached my arm around her waist and pulled her back.
“Why not?” she asked.
“Not yet, sugar.” I stroked my hand along her hip and up to her waist.
“You just told me you want to fuck me from behind in a field, and now you don’t want to do it?”
“Every inch of me wants to do it,” I countered. “Can’t you feel how hard I am for you? Fuck, I could pound nails with my dick right now.”
“Then why?”
“Gotta make sure we’re on the same page, sugar.”
She didn’t answer, which bothered me. A lot.
Finally, she blew out her breath and said, “Fine. No sex.” She paused for a moment, and that was when I wished shifters could be mind readers like Marion. “I don’t know how you control yourself. You make no sense. Is it your wolf that’s being a prude?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “I ate you out while you were tied to my bed and fingered you in a public restroom. You think that’s being a prude?”
I rolled onto my back and pulled her up on top of me to straddle my waist. I slid my hand from her waist and down to cup one perfect ass cheek. Supple. Taut. Perfect.
I knew what she would see when she looked down at me. My wolf was right at the surface, howling to claim her. That dirty talk and the way she responded had me right on the edge. Even her inexperienced words about my wolf being a prude. “Look at my eyes, sugar. Do I look human to you?”
She gasped. I was certain my wolf was showing, making my eyes change from brown to amber, as they did when I was angry or turned on. And right now, I was beyond turned on. Especially when my mate looked so fucking gorgeous with her tits spilling forward in her thin top. “No,” she agreed.
“I’m all wolf, baby. And my wolf wants to claim you as his fated mate. That means I’m not fucking you until you’re all in. Until you have no more questions. Doesn’t mean I won’t make you come, ‘cause that’s my job now, but we’re waiting.”
I gripped her ass to keep her still. Fate knew the feel of her squirming on my cock was driving me insane. My cock was so hard, I feared it would break off.
“What’s the difference?” Her voice was husky with want.
She thought claiming her meant sex.
It did, of course. But it was so much more. “Claiming you means you’re it for me. For always, sugar,” I explained. “I’m down. I already know you’re the one for me. But I’m guessing I still have to prove myself to you.”
She ran her hands over my chest, exploring my muscles. “You’re saying this is a forever thing?”
It was very hard to focus with her soft touch.
“Yes. I know this is probably a lot to take in, and I made it extra complicated. I admit, drugging, kidnapping, and tying you up wasn’t the best approach.” I sighed, thanking my lucky stars she wasn’t freaking out. That she was… intrigued. She wanted me. Wanted this. I wouldn’t be in her bed otherwise. The question was, did she truly understand always? Humans had marriage, which had vows of always, but there was divorce. An out.
With shifters and a claiming, there was no out.
“You’re mine, sugar.” I couldn’t stop saying it, even though I knew it was not a comfort to my skittish mate. “I never thought I’d find my fated mate. And now…the biological compulsion is intense. Trust me, I’m having a hard time holding back from fucking you. But that pussy’s too sweet to forego another taste.”