Page 21 of Aching for His Mate (The Wolves of Luven #5)

Look, Domitia understood that Iota was trying to be noble. The wolves were weird about the order in which orgasms happened. Hell, Vallie had given Domitia way too much information about her physical relationship with Lambda and how she was supposed to come three times before he came once.

But, if they were being honest, Domitia had come twice on day one. And she just came. Even if Iota hadn’t been the one with his hand on her clit, knowing he was watching her writhe—feeling the grip he had on her—it had definitely hurried things along.

All of that was to say that she wanted to watch Iota come tonight and by god that wolf deserved it. She knew the amount of pain he’d been in, how hard it was for him to be cared for and listen to her and Dr. Tau over and over again when all he wanted to do was run and fuck and cook and clean, like a goddamn savior.

Domitia got to her knees and crawled toward Iota.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to straddle you while I make you come,” she answered simply. She arranged her legs on either side of his thighs and grabbed his cock. “And don’t tell me to stop. You want to please your mate? I want to watch you come like a good wolf.”

Iota growled and bucked his hips once. “Yes, Domitia.”

“Keep your hips still. No moving.” She teased and gripped him hard. “I’m in charge tonight.”

Iota’s eyes darkened as he hissed a breath through his teeth. “You’re in charge. For tonight.”

Domitia licked her lips and kept her eyes on his cock as she worked him. Damn, she really couldn’t wait to fuck him. Before the interlude with Alpha, it’d been years since Domitia had been with someone and judging from the size of the cock in her hand, they might have to do a little fun stretching before she could take all of him.

She reached her free hand up to massage her breast. She definitely wanted to come again.

Domitia had always been a two-orgasm sort of girl. One rarely satisfied her completely, and two usually did the trick. But now, she’d won the mate lottery. Wolves were notoriously thorough lovers and she couldn’t imagine going to bed with Iota without close to a handful of orgasms before she was spent.

“Fuck, I can smell you,” Iota growled. “You want to slip that pretty pussy over my cock?”

“Soon,” she teased. “I want to watch you come. Let go, Iota. Come all over my hand. Your abdomen. Now,” she commanded.

And he did. Like a good wolf listening to his mate, Iota clenched his teeth over a growl and came, spurting his thick seed over her hand and his belly.

“Good wolf,” Domitia praised. “I’m not going to fuck you, but it seems a terrible waste not to use all this come as lube.” She kept a grip on his cock, but propped up to her knees until her clit rested against the head of his erection. She rubbed his sticky cock over her pearl and played with her nipple with her other hand. “Let me use you to come. Stay still just like you did before.” Domitia already felt the beginnings of another orgasm. Fuck, being with a wolf mate was no joke. She wondered if she’d always be this hot for him.

“Oh Goddess,” Iota moaned. “You’re so fucking warm. And soft. And wet. So wet. Are you sure you don’t want to sit on my face? Fuck, I’m going to come again,” he babbled.

“Come whenever you want. The beauty of you staying hard is that I’ll just keeping using your cock to get myself off.”

Iota grabbed her thighs and squeezed hard. “You are fucking killing me, Domitia. The best death.”

Domitia looked down at him, his lips parted, silver eyes wild. His hair like a halo of darkness around his face against the pillow.

He was so fucking beautiful.

She wanted to get lost in his eyes every morning, fall apart in his arms every night. She wanted to cook him every recipe she knew and watch him fall in love with her. She wanted to ride his face and his cock, she wanted to swallow his come and know every inch of his soul. This was her mate, her future, and her forever.

He came against her, the heat of his seed rushing over her clit and throwing her over the edge. She gripped his cock hard, rubbed him against her, and cried out her pleasure.

“Iota!”

She collapsed beside him, her legs like jelly. He rolled to his side and pulled her against his chest, pressing her breasts against him.

“I’m right here,” he soothed, his breath against her hair. “I’ve got you.”

She threw an arm over him and drank in deep gulps of air until her heart seemed to beat regularly and her lungs didn’t threaten to burst. She rolled around until her ass pressed against his cock and his arms encircled her waist. Iota reached up to cup one of her breasts, not in an insisting way, more out of comfort.

“Sleep now, Domitia. You may have been in charge tonight, but once I’m healed, once I can fuck you for days, I’ll want you to submit to me. On your back, on your knees, and with your mouth.” He pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. “Get your rest now.”

Domitia wasn’t sure if she would be able to fall asleep now, with the gentle pulsing between her thighs suddenly feeling awakened once more.

But, moments later, exhaustion washed over her and she was out like a light in the darkness.