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CODY

Tessa Jones fucking tried to make Riley feel bad.

It had fucking worked, too. That was the part that killed me. Riley had sashayed into the bar looking more vibrant than the sun, and she’d slunk out like a popped balloon.

I should’ve done something to make it right before she left, but Tessa’s comment had smacked me in the face.

It brought home how much shit the humans of this town were going to give me and Riley when they realized we were a couple. And those who didn’t give us shit would be talking behind our backs. What would they say?

That I robbed the cradle? That Riley had daddy issues?

Speaking of her dad, I was going to have Riley’s daddy’s issues when he got wind of this. I wasn’t afraid of the guy, and I’d deal with whatever shit he tossed my way.

I personally didn’t give a fuck what humans said about me, but anything that bothered Riley was going to make me see red. I wanted to protect her from any of that. From all of it. And it had already begun.

I left as soon as things slowed down, and I was sure Jimmy, my head bartender, could handle things without me. “You’re closing up tonight,” I told him.

“Sure thing, boss.”

I got in my truck and drove straight to Riley’s.

Her grandmother’s place was dark. It had only been an hour or two since she left, but it seemed she’d already gone to bed. It was after midnight. I was used to the late nights but not everyone was. Preschools didn’t start at nine p.m. which meant since Riley worked tomorrow, she had to be up early.

I parked around the corner, so my truck wouldn’t be spotted in front of her house and walked to her door. I’d memorized the key code from the day before, so I punched it in and entered quietly.

My wolf relaxed the moment I walked in. Having her scent up in my nostrils soothed the aggression I’d felt ever since she left. Knowing she was close by eased the gnawing ache I had to touch her again.

I kicked my boots off by the door and dropped my hat on a chair and padded sock-footed upstairs to her bedroom.

Oh, damn. Fuck, that was cute. With my shifter vision, I could see her perfectly in the dark.

Riley looked angelic in her sleep. Curled on her side, those dark auburn waves of hers spread across the pillow, she looked too beautiful to disturb.

For a long moment, I just stared down at her, utterly captivated.

Then she sighed, and her brow furrowed.

I quickly unzipped my jeans and kicked them off then ditched my snap-button cowboy shirt. I gently lifted the covers and climbed in bed beside her in only my boxer briefs.

She sucked in a sharp breath, startling awake, and her elbow swung back toward my face.

I caught it in time, chuckling. “Good instincts, sugar. A head butt yesterday, wild elbow today. Vicious. I love it. ”

“Cody?” She sat up, blinking in the darkness.

“Yeah, it’s me, baby.” I tugged her back down and curled my longer frame around hers, spoon style. “Did you think I was gonna let you sleep alone after you ditched me at the bar?”

She snuggled back against me, her soft ass making contact with my very blue balls. Was she wiggling around on purpose?

“ Ditched you?” Her voice was sleepy. Adorably so.

“It killed me when you left. Especially after Tessa was so fucking rude to you.” I slid a hand up her snug tank to mold it around her breast. Fuck, it felt good. Plush, soft, a nice handful. “Sugar, I’m sorry that happened.”

She let out a sigh of pleasure as she arched her back, pushing herself into my touch. “How did you get in? Oh, you remembered the code.” She answered her own question. Stretching, her legs lengthened until her feet tangled with mine. “Why are you here?”

What?

“Why am I here?” I lightly thumbed her nipple. “Gotta make it up to you, sugar, after Tessa. And to make sure you know that I’m the guy who’s going to be keeping you warm at night from now on.”

After last night’s run, my wolf and I agreed no more distance. She wanted to go out with girlfriends, I’d be in her bed after. She wanted to duck out of the bar early, I’d come home to her.

“Are you?” A teasing quality entered her voice. Good. The hurt was wearing off.

I pressed my face against her neck and nibbled. “Mmm hmm.”

“So you’re here for sex?” She didn’t sound offended. Not at all. I’d call her interested.

My dick surged against my boxer briefs, and I was sure she felt it.

Down, boy. I was here to make her fall in love, not fuck her brains out.

Dammit! I should not have thought about fucking her brains out. Especially with the pull of the nearly-full moon. It was a goddamn torture not claiming her right here, right now.

“I’m here to spend the night with you,” I said. “Cuddling.”

“Cuddling? That’s what you want to do?” she asked.

I huffed. “No. But you can’t handle yet what I want to do.” My wolf salivated in eagerness for the filthy things I had in store for Riley. Soon.

“Yes, I can,” she countered.

“You’re inexperienced,” I reminded. “Gotta work you into it.”

“Into what exactly?” she prodded.

“You want to know?”

She set her hand on top of mine over her breast. “God, yes.”

Seemed my mate liked dirty talk. Good to know.

“Once I take that cherry, get that pussy molded to my dick, I’ll take it anytime. Anywhere.”

“Mmm,” she said, beginning to roll her hips into mine.

Fuck, this was a bad idea.

“What else?” she practically purred.

Shit. I was going to come in my pants as if I was the inexperienced one.

“I like it rough,” I admitted. “Need it… primal.”

“Like when I ran?”

I couldn’t help the growl that rumbled in my chest remembering.

“Like that, but I’ll pin you down. Get you on your knees and fuck you. Spank your ass for running, then make you come all over my dick.”

“Cody,” she practically whined.

I shifted my hips to give myself some room. Her ass was too perfect, her pussy too warm and damp for me to handle.

“No more,” I growled. “Soon. We’ll do all that soon. Tonight, I’ll make you come because you’re such a good girl. But you’ve gotta be up early.”

“Come when you take my V-card?” She rolled in my arms to face me.

I groaned inwardly. “Not that.”

She gave my chest a shove, which only succeeded in pushing her body backward, away from mine. I reached my arm around her waist and pulled her back.

“Why not?” she asked.

“Not yet, sugar.” I stroked my hand along her hip and up to her waist.

“You just told me you want to fuck me from behind in a field, and now you don’t want to do it?”

“Every inch of me wants to do it, ” I countered. “Can’t you feel how hard I am for you? Fuck, I could pound nails with my dick right now.”

“Then why?”

“Gotta make sure we’re on the same page, sugar.”

She didn’t answer, which bothered me. A lot.

Finally, she blew out her breath and said, “Fine. No sex.” She paused for a moment, and that was when I wished shifters could be mind readers like Marion. “I don’t know how you control yourself. You make no sense. Is it your wolf that’s being a prude?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I ate you out while you were tied to my bed and fingered you in a public restroom. You think that’s being a prude?”

I rolled onto my back and pulled her up on top of me to straddle my waist. I slid my hand from her waist and down to cup one perfect ass cheek. Supple. Taut. Perfect.

I knew what she would see when she looked down at me. My wolf was right at the surface, howling to claim her. That dirty talk and the way she responded had me right on the edge. Even her inexperienced words about my wolf being a prude. “Look at my eyes, sugar. Do I look human to you?”

She gasped. I was certain my wolf was showing, making my eyes change from brown to amber, as they did when I was angry or turned on. And right now, I was beyond turned on. Especially when my mate looked so fucking gorgeous with her tits spilling forward in her thin top. “No,” she agreed.

“I’m all wolf, baby. And my wolf wants to claim you as his fated mate. That means I’m not fucking you until you’re all in. Until you have no more questions. Doesn’t mean I won’t make you come, ‘cause that’s my job now, but we’re waiting.”

I gripped her ass to keep her still. Fate knew the feel of her squirming on my cock was driving me insane. My cock was so hard, I feared it would break off.

“What’s the difference?” Her voice was husky with want.

She thought claiming her meant sex.

It did, of course. But it was so much more. “Claiming you means you’re it for me. For always, sugar,” I explained. “I’m down. I already know you’re the one for me. But I’m guessing I still have to prove myself to you.”

She ran her hands over my chest, exploring my muscles. “You’re saying this is a forever thing?”

It was very hard to focus with her soft touch.

“Yes. I know this is probably a lot to take in, and I made it extra complicated. I admit, drugging, kidnapping, and tying you up wasn’t the best approach.” I sighed, thanking my lucky stars she wasn’t freaking out. That she was… intrigued. She wanted me. Wanted this. I wouldn’t be in her bed otherwise. The question was, did she truly understand always ? Humans had marriage, which had vows of always, but there was divorce. An out.

With shifters and a claiming, there was no out.

“You’re mine, sugar.” I couldn’t stop saying it, even though I knew it was not a comfort to my skittish mate. “I never thought I’d find my fated mate. And now…the biological compulsion is intense. Trust me, I’m having a hard time holding back from fucking you. But that pussy’s too sweet to forego another taste.”

With ease, I gripped her hips and tore the tiny pajama shorts off of her and threw them aside. While she gasped in surprise at my haste–and eagerness to have her bare–her eyes also heated. She liked fierce, which was good because I was holding back.

I had to. For now.

But that didn’t mean I couldn’t rock her world. I lifted her from being sprawled over me to higher up, so she straddled my head. She snagged the headboard with one hand for balance, not that she was going anywhere.

“Cody!” Her surprised and amused eyes stared down at me. Her look of confusion, interest, and amusement did something crazy to the insides of my chest.

“Sit on my face, sugar.”

Her mouth opened into the perfect O shape for my dick. Shit. Later. She would suck my dick another time.

“Cody.” When she hesitated, I pulled her down, so I could lick her from asshole to clit. “CODY!”

No time like the present to subtly teach her that no part of her was off limits. She had more than one virgin hole, and I’d take them all .

Fuck, she tasted good. Sweet and spicy, just like her personality. I’d live between her thighs if I could.

She gasped when I licked into her, parting the folds of her sex with my tongue. I sucked on her labia, ran my tongue around the inside. Penetrated her with it.

Finally, she settled her weight on me, rolling her hips in a way that got her dripping into my beard. “God, yes.”

I flicked my tongue over her clit as I slowly screwed one finger inside her tight channel. “Cody…”

Fate, that little whimper in her voice nearly had me coming in my boxers. One finger was a tight fit. She was going to strangle my dick when it was time.

“That’s right, sugar,” I urged, my breath fanning over her swollen flesh. “Rock those hips for me and show me how you like it.”

I pumped in and out as I swirled my tongue around her clit.

She squeezed around my finger, panting, her inner thighs straining and shaking around my shoulders.

“Be a good girl. Come for me, sugar.” I affixed my lips over her tiny nubbin and sucked hard.

Riley screamed, her muscles pulsing around me, her thighs clamping around my head.

I stopped pumping my finger and let her ripples of satisfaction continue. She shook and trembled, gasping and crying out.

I broke the suction around her clit and laved it gently with my tongue.

“That’s it, Riley. Good girl,” I praised, pushing her back, so she could sprawl across my chest again. “I’m never gonna get tired of that.”

I wrapped her up in my arms as I licked my lips, savoring her taste. “It’s late. Get some rest. ”

Her head popped up. “What? That’s it?”

“Sleep, sugar. You’ve got work and class in the morning. I’ll keep you up all night screaming again tomorrow.”

She pushed off my chest and shimmied down my body, so she straddled my knees. Her little hands went to the waistband of my boxers and started pulling them down before my brain could process more than she was reaching for my dick!

I set a hand atop hers, and her gaze lifted from my very big, very hard dick she just exposed to meet mine.

She was hovering over me, her pouty lips inches from the tip, bare from the waist down, her tits barely covered by her thin tank. I’d never seen anything more perfect in my life.

“Teach me how to suck your cock.”