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Story: The Wolf of My Eye
“Aye. They’re thrilled. I think Anne’s been telling them more details than I have.”
He laughed.
“But this is my choice. Our choice,” Maisie said.
“I agree.”
“Then mate me, Robert Campbell. Put me out of my misery.”
He laughed. “You’ll be doing the same for me, Maisie MacTavish.”
Then they were heating up the bed, kissing and sliding their bodies against each other until they had built up the sexual tension again. He slid his hand over her breast, squeezing it and then tonguing her mouth at the same time.
She loved the way he set her blood on fire. Just from the touch of his stiff arousal against her, she knew she was making him experience the same thing.
She breathed in the male scent of him, his wolfishness and sexiness. She absorbed his warmth as he crushed her to his chest and whispered in her ear, “I love you, Maisie.Catching you was the best thing that has ever happened in my life.”
She smiled and hugged him back tightly. “I love you. Catching me the way you did changed my life forever—in a good way.”
They kissed again, pressing their lips together, their tongues colliding and dancing.
She was sure her sister would be shocked to learn that they went this far today, but Maisie had no intention of holding back. She expected Robert to penetrate her sheath with his rigid staff to claim her as his mate right away, but instead, he began to slide his hand down her belly, separating from her and working her feminine bud to bring her pleasure. Ensuring he pleasured her first was another reason she loved him.
He continued to stroke her, kissing her breasts, licking her aroused nipples. He kissed her throat, nipping at it and her jaw, tackling her mouth again as her hands roamed all over his muscular body. She felt she was being uplifted, higher, the sensation of climax just out of reach, there, just…a…little…bit…aye! She cried out, loving that he could work her to a climax in such a wonderfully adept way. Then she slid her hands around to his buttocks and pulled at him to join her. This was it—the mating between wolves that would be forever.
“Are you ready?” he asked, being ever sensitive to her feelings.
“Yes, for sure, forever and ever.”
He pressed his heavy arousal into her, slowly, deepeningtheir joining, penetrating all the way, and then he began to thrust. She met his thrusts, raising her pelvis so he could go deeper and kissing his mouth with appreciation and love.
Their hearts were beating so hard, as if they were racing to the moon and back. Their blood was on fire. His gaze connected with hers for a moment, lust-filled but loving too, while he continued to pump into her, taking her all the way to a cataclysmic orgasm.
She cried out, and he groaned with completion, and then he settled against her body like a heavy silken blanket. She wrapped her arms around him to keep him there. She knew she needed to make sure she made it to Heather’s photo shoot in time, but for now, she just wanted to hold on to her mate and revel in the fact that he was all hers.
He didn’t seem to want to let go of her either and just hugged her tight. “I’m not squishing you too much, am I?”
“No. You feel just perfect.”
“So do you.”
“I want to just stay here for the rest of the day.”
“I want to also.”
“Just don’t let me miss Heather’s photo shoot.”
He glanced at the clock. “You have another half hour before you have to go.”
She sighed. “Good. What are we going to do about tonight?”
“Do you want to have dinner and then run as mated wolves? We can tell the families we’re mated after the photo shoot.”
“That sounds good. Don’t be mad at me if I let it slipwhen I see Heather though.” She was just so excited about it. She thought she would be careful about not sharing it, but if Heather asked her, Maisie wouldn’t be able to lie and wouldn’t want to either. She wanted the whole world to know.
Robert chuckled. “I won’t be. We could tell our families now.”
“No. Way. I want this moment of mated bliss to last for a few more minutes, and then I’ve got to shower, dress, and run.” Maisie would have to show Colleen her picturesafterHeather’s shoot now.
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