Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
“You’re beautiful,” I whispered, and he butted his nose against me again. I let myself sink against him, my arms going around his neck. I felt safe and protected and knew this male would never let anything come between us.
I’d never let anything come between us. I’d fight for our relationship as fiercely as I knew Tucker would for me. And as I thought about that, I felt that wonderful need consume me once more until I forced myself to step back, panting, my body achy and sore in the best of ways.
Tucker sniffed the air, a low growl leaving him. My mate knew what I needed. He wouldn’t deny me. He tipped his head back and howled loud and deep, long and wild-sounding. The sound echoed off the trees, so powerful, so attractive.
I breathed fast and hard, wanting to be with Tucker right here, right now.
“Tucker,” I moaned, and he snapped his big head back at me, a low growl coming from his barrel-sized chest. And before I could moan his name again, Tucker was shifting back to his human form—his body still gloriously naked—and was in front of me a second later. He curled a hand behind my neck, leaned down, and kissed me so powerfully that I curled my toes.
He broke away only long enough to throw his clothes back on, and without me having to say anything—beg him—he had me in his arms and was hauling ass out of the woods.
Good, because I was ready to have my mate claim me in every—any—way he saw fit.
10
Mia
We’d made it back to my cabin in record time, both of us panting, Tucker carrying me the entire way. Thankfully, no one was around to see how naked he was… and aroused, his cock a thick, steel rod bobbing against my ass with every step he took.
I loved the fact that he was almost so far gone his wolf threatened to come forth again.
And here we were, standing in my living room, the lights off, both of us seeing clearly enough that it didn’t matter that darkness surrounded us. I let my gaze move up and down his body, taking in the hard planes of his muscles, the way they flexed, constricted, and relaxed with the slightest of movements. Then there was his cock… so massive, thick, and long, the tip mushroom-shaped and constantly dotted with pre-cum. In fact, there was so much of it the clear fluid kept dripping onto the floor before more beaded up.
“My sweet, perfect mate,” Tucker growled low, his tone telling me how much he needed me. “Let me touch you, smell you… claim you. Finally.”
The only thing that could be heard after he spoke was the sound of our combined breathing. And with every second that passed, I felt my pulse quicken further, felt my pussy become wetter, and especially felt my clit pulse in time with my heartbeat.
My panties were past the point of being soaked, the material sticking to my pussy lips, the fabric rubbing erotically against my clit. I felt my pulse beating down there, causing my arousal to climb even higher.
To say I was nervous was the understatement of the century, but I wouldn’t stop this. I couldn’t, not with this inferno inside me, refusing to be tamed. I smoothed my hands down my thighs, back and forth, the most annoying habit I did when I was nervous. But if I didn’t do that, I’d find myself twisting my fingers together, or maybe playing with the ends of my hair. All equally just as telling on exactly how anxious I really was.
I stared into Tucker’s face, his expression hard to read, but what I could tell right away was that his focus was trained solely on me.
“The way you’re looking at me is very dangerous, female.” His voice was low and rough, like sandpaper moving along my body. It was so tangible I actually shivered in response.
“What way is that?” I whispered, unsure exactly why I’d spoken the words, but it was too late to worry about that now. I knew I was tempting his feral wolf inside, the beast all Black Wolf males housed within themselves.
But… I found myself getting even more turned on at that.
He took a step closer, and I was surprised I held my ground and didn’t retreat.
“You’re looking at me like you know.”
I licked my lips and tipped my head back to look into his face when he stepped closer. “Like I know what?” My voice was so low… so wanton.
“That I’m so fucking thirsty for you, Mia.”
My heart thundered in my chest. I smelled the intoxicating wild scent that poured off him, an aroma I knew was his pheromones created just for me. His mate.
“My mate,” he purred like he was a feline, a lion or panther, instead of his fierce wolf.