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T homas
I finally understand why new mates spent weeks locked up alone in their houses. Never having experienced sex or the mate bond, I never understood. But as I stare down at my sleeping mate as I carry her back to the compound, I get it.
I want to wake her and fuck her again. Hell, I may do it while she is still asleep. I want to put my marks all over her gorgeous body and pump her full of my seed. I want any man, human or shifter, to know she belongs to me. It’s like an irrational urge I just can’t seem to fight.
I can’t believe the things I said to her, but it didn’t seem to bother her. I still have so much left to learn. I should have asked the other men and now it’s too late. Lola will have to give me direction.
I stride around the compound to the back entrance where I can keep my very naked mate from the prying eyes of those around us. I carry her through the meadow behind my house, over the deck and inside to my room. The moment I lay her down on my pristine white bedding, I know this is where she belongs. Gently, I push her thighs apart. The skin is slightly pink from my whiskers, and I absently wonder if I should shave. But my seed seeping out of her sex distracts me.
I watch it slide from her to lie against the crack of her ass and the dirtiest thought pops into my mind. Before I can reevaluate, I dip down and lick our combined juices from her silky skin. Lola sighs above me and I continue my ministrations. Her musky-sweet taste is at the forefront, but my own saltiness is also present creating something completely unique.
I know I should let her rest—she is completely worn out—but I can’t help myself. Once I have cleaned her pussy with my tongue, I slowly sink my raging erection into her dripping pussy.
I thought I had exaggerated the sensations in my mind because it was my first time but it’s exactly as I remember. Hot. Tight. Silky. Perfection.
Slowly, I pull back before thrusting inside her, doing my best to let her rest. Her tits bounce on her chest as I take from her what I need, what I can’t live without. Her pussy clamps down on me as an orgasm sweeps through her, little moans falling from her lips.
“Thomas.”
She mumbles my name in her sleep, and I am lost. I empty myself into her waiting channel once more. After, I lift her and place her on my chest, keeping my cock buried inside her as I fall asleep with my mate on my chest.
****
I wake hours later to pleasure coursing through me. My mate is leaning over me, her teeth locked onto my clavicle as she sets the final step of our mate bond. My painful erection is still buried inside her heat, and I can’t help but rock my hips beneath her.
“Lola,” I moan loudly. “Oh, Goddess.”
She sits upright, impaling herself on my erection fully with a brilliant smile. Her hands cup her breasts as she rides me slowly, pushing the pleasure up even more. I let her take what she needs, knowing I will enjoy this as much as she does. But then she starts talking and I damn near lose my fucking mind.
“Your cock fills me so well, Thomas,” she mutters, her eyes closed. “It stretches me and reaches places ... oh, my.” A loud moan follows her words. “I love waking up with you inside me. I just couldn’t help myself.”
“Neither could I.” She opens her eyes and arches a brow, clearly wanting an explanation for my statement. “I’ll tell you later.”
I flip us over easily and take control, using long strokes to push her over the edge of her orgasm before I join her. We lay locked together for long moments, trying to catch our breath, simply enjoying being together.
“You’re beautiful, mate,” I say softly, running my hand over her back while I cuddle her from behind. “I couldn’t imagine a more perfect mate for me. I will do everything in my power to make you happy.”
****
L ola
Loud banging wakes me from the most peaceful sleep of my life. Thomas is already out of the bed we were sharing, pulling a pair of jeans over his hips.
“Go back to sleep,” he says with a lopsided grin. “I’ll get rid of whoever it is and be back in a minute.”
He disappears down the hallway and I listen as voices murmur from the front of the house. I know we are living in our little bubble of mated bliss but there are still things that need to be dealt with. And I doubt Thomas is coming back to bed anytime soon. Slipping from beneath the soft sheet, I pull on a red t-shirt I find in the top drawer of the dresser and walk down the hall to join my mate and find out what is going on.
Peyton smiles brightly when she sees me. “Seems Lola is awake after all,” she says to Thomas, smirking.
The tips of his ears turn red with embarrassment at being caught in a lie before he looks at me over his shoulder. “So it would seem.” His voice is low as he stares at my bare legs peeking out beneath the material from his t-shirt.
“What’s going on?” I ask, doing my best to ignore his lust-filled gaze.
Newly mated pairs usually spend days and weeks locked up alone together, fucking and marking, setting their bond. We have only had a few hours but that won’t make a difference. I know our bond is strong and the pack needs us.
“The hunter...”
Peyton’s words trail off and I nod. “Give us twenty minutes to shower and get dressed.”
She nods and walks away. She knows this is an important time in our newly formed mating and relationship, but as Luna she also knows we need to be present for this man’s interrogation.
I shut the door, grab Thomas’s hand, and drag him down the hallway and into the bedroom. I don’t release his hand as I start the shower but only once I need to strip. He stands, staring at me as I step beneath the spray. He looks like he is stuck to the spot.
“If you want to grab a quicky you’ll need to start moving,” I joke with a wink. “We have places to be.”
A moment later he is behind me beneath the spray. His hands caress my body, molding to each of my curves as he adjusts me. My hands settle on the cold white porcelain tile as I bend, presenting myself to him. A low growl escapes my mate before he thrusts into me.
“I wish we never had to leave this house again,” he rasps beside my ear as he fucks me at a leisurely pace. “I want to fuck you on every surface in this house and pump you full of my cum.”
“Thomas,” I moan loudly.
“Yes, scream my name. My perfect little mate likes getting railed and everyone should know it.”