Page 28 of New Blood (Werewolf Alliance #1)

J ude’s words echoed in her chest, and his beguiling touch sent hot tendrils over her skin, awakening her desire for him.

She felt herself lean into his caress, her knees softening, her heartbeat matching his.

The wolf inside her ruled her now, and there was no sense in trying to stop the next words from rolling over her lips.

“I recognize you, too.”

She’d been certain of it from the moment she’d first laid eyes on him that night when the vampires had attacked. And from that moment, she’d known that her life would change irrevocably one way or another.

Jude’s face was only inches from hers now, and his breath ghosted over her skin when he spoke again. “If you want me, I’ll be yours.”

She knew what he was offering, and she knew it would create chaos within the pack, but she didn’t have the will to turn down his offer, because for once in her life, she wanted something for herself: her true mate, a man to love, no matter the consequences.

“I want you, all of you,” Danielle murmured and brushed her lips to his.

When their lips connected, he pulled her to him, his strong arms making escape impossible, his kiss sealing her decision.

She felt his smooth skin—still damp from the shower—under her fingers as she drew him closer, while she lost herself in the kiss.

This kiss was different than the few times before.

It wasn’t just passion that she felt, but something else, a promise, a vow, and the knowledge that this was their destiny.

This was fate. They were both powerless and powerful at the same time—equals under the moon.

She felt as if she were in a dream. Every sensation seemed to be heightened, every sigh, every moan underscored by pleasure, by warmth spreading inside her, lifting her up as if she were floating on a cloud.

She would have pinched herself, but her hands were busy exploring Jude’s body, caressing his strong muscles, mapping with her fingers what she knew would become hers: his body and soul.

She felt weightless, as if floating, delirious from his kiss, her body melting into his touch, eliminating the space between them.

Feeling entirely too hot, she yanked at her jacket, and to her relief, Jude understood and helped her rid herself of it.

The jacket landed on the floor. Interrupting the kiss, she pulled her sweater over her head.

Beneath it she wore only a thin camisole.

She’d never liked wearing a bra. It had always felt too constricting.

She caught Jude’s gaze on her breasts and realized that her nipples were hard points that pressed against the thin fabric.

“Fuck, baby!” he exclaimed and tugged at the camisole, pulling it out of her pants, before freeing her of it.

Cool air wafted against her breasts, and she felt a pleasant tingling as a result. But her breasts weren’t cold for long, because a second later, Jude cupped them with his large hands, squeezing them.

She let her head drop back, arching toward him, demanding more, while she reached for the button of her jeans and popped it open.

The zipper followed, but when she tried to shove her pants down, she lost her balance.

Jude caught her, and an instant later, she found herself with her back on the bed while Jude pulled her jeans down to her shoes.

It took only another three seconds before he’d managed to free her of her shoes and her jeans.

She sighed with relief and sat up. Her eyes dropped to his pajama pants, which tented in the front. She licked her lips, eager to taste him again.

“Not a chance,” Jude said on a chuckle as if he guessed her intent.

If he were to let Danielle suck him now, this would be over in a few seconds, and there wouldn’t be a mating tonight.

And that was out of the question. He had to make Danielle his now, before she changed her mind and tried to escape again.

Only once they were mated, he could be sure that she would stay.

He realized in that moment that he’d never stood a chance to fight his feelings for her.

Fate was stronger than him. Stronger than both of them.

He accepted this fact wholeheartedly now and ran his eyes over Danielle’s almost-nude body.

Automatically, his hands went to the waistband of his pajama pants, pushing them down until they pooled at his bare feet.

His cock was hard and heavy, pointing straight at her, impatient for her now.

Jude leaned over her. He gripped her bikini panties with both hands and slid them down her legs, before tossing them on the floor.

Finally, they were both naked like the previous night in the woods.

While he’d enjoyed their sexual encounter tremendously, tonight would be even better, because tonight he didn’t have the same worries about an unwanted pregnancy as before.

In fact, it was a given that she would conceive their first child tonight.

They both knew that. He could see it in her eyes that homed in on his cock and noticed how she instinctively spread her legs to welcome him.

Without a word, he slid onto the mattress, bracing his body above hers.

The moment his cock touched her naked belly, he felt a spear of lust charge through him.

The contact of skin on skin was even more potent tonight, making him realize that if he wasn’t careful, he would come before he had a chance to give her the pleasure she deserved.

“Something wrong?” she murmured, her hand reaching for his face.

He turned his face and pressed a kiss into her palm. Maybe it would be best to be honest with her from the start.

“Nothing’s wrong, except for the fact that you’re too damn beautiful, and I’m probably gonna make a fool out of myself when I come like a green kid the moment I’m inside you.”

A soft chuckle rolled over her lips, and her eyes sparkled. “Sensitive, hmm?”

She touched his cock with her other hand, caressing him gently. He clamped his jaw shut, forcing back his imminent orgasm.

“Damn, woman. Didn’t you hear what I just said?”

To his relief, she let go of his cock, but only to place both her hands on his hips, adjusting his angle, while spreading her legs wider.

“Fuck me, please.”

He couldn’t deny her siren call and thrust into her warm and wet pussy, seating himself to the hilt without preparing her, without any foreplay or caresses, but like an animal who couldn’t control his urges, like the wolf inside him.

Stilling for a moment, his erection deep inside her, he looked at her face.

Her lips were parted, her eyelids half closed, and a ragged breath escaped. She met his gaze, holding it.

“I love how big you are.”

She slid her hands down to his ass, pulling him deeper into her if that was even possible.

When she arched her back and pressed her head into the pillow, he began to move inside her, withdrawing slowly, then slicing back into her just as slowly.

He felt every inch of her pussy, every muscle in her wet cave as she squeezed him tighter with every thrust.

“Fuck, baby,” he managed to utter, then captured her lips with his.

She responded to him in the same way as earlier, only with more passion, while her hands remained on his ass as if she wanted to make sure that he didn’t stop.

He loved the way she grabbed him, the way she demanded he thrust harder, the way she kissed him as if wanting to devour him.

He showed her the same passion, gave himself to her with the same intensity, the same fervor reserved only for mates.

Their bodies moved in sync just like their breaths, and their hearts beat as one.

He ripped his mouth from hers, taking in a much-needed breath. He locked eyes with her, and in them, he saw everything he needed to know: affection, lust, and the knowledge that they would soon be one.

“I love you, Danielle.”

He didn’t give her a chance to reply, but kissed her again, while he slid one hand to her chest, caressing one breast, squeezing its supple flesh that was too big to contain in his palm.

The clothes that he’d seen her in so far had all hidden her ample breasts—how, he wasn’t sure.

But tonight he noticed just how beautiful and perfect her body was. And how responsive.

Danielle moaned beneath him, responding to his caresses. Her thighs around his hips tightened, confirming that she needed a harder thrust, a deeper plunge into her tantalizing pussy. Damn, this woman had more fire in her than all the women he’d been with combined!

This time, she was the one who severed the kiss. “I’m so close.”

“I’ve got you, baby,” he promised, while pushing back his own need to climax.

Instead, he brought his hand between their bodies and withdrew his cock. Dripping with her juices, he gripped his erection and slid it over her pussy, until he reached her clitoris.

A moan issued from her throat. “Oh, right there.”

Glad that he’d found the right spot, he rubbed his cock over it, back and forth, using his hand to add more pressure. Danielle’s breathing changed. He let his eyes roam her chest and travel to her face. Her skin was flushed, and her eyes were barely open.

“Look at me, baby,” he demanded.

Her eyes flew open, and she looked straight at him. On the next stroke over her clit, she gasped out loud.

“Yes! Yes!” she exclaimed while moans filled the room.

He pulled his cock back, readjusting his angle, and thrust back into her, while he kept one finger on her clit to continue caressing her.

As she climaxed, her interior muscles squeezed his cock, and he let go of the final vestiges of his control, thrusting hard and deep, the waves of his climax colliding with hers.

He dropped his face to the crook of her neck and allowed the wolf inside him to take over.

Sharp canines started protruding from his mouth, and with them, he pierced Danielle’s tender skin and latched onto her to taste her blood.

Her essence was sweet and rich, and it made him orgasm a second time.

Nobody had ever mentioned what would happen during a mating, maybe because it sounded so fantastic that nobody would believe it.

But what he experienced now, biting Danielle to mate with her for life, was more than he’d ever expected.

It felt like a fire was engulfing them as if to fuse them together, to create the unbreakable bond between fated mates.

His entire body felt like it was floating weightlessly in time and space.

He wasn’t sure how long he had his fangs anchored in Danielle’s skin, maybe only seconds, maybe minutes, but by itself, the wolf finally retreated, and he licked over the incisions. By tomorrow, the wound would be long gone, but right now, he could still see the impressions of his bite.

His cock still inside his mate, Jude lifted his head and looked at Danielle.

“Are you alright?”

She let out a sigh and reached for his face, trailing a finger along his lips. “I love you, Jude.”

Her confession made his heart rejoice. “You’re mine now.”

“And you’re mine.”