Page 13 of The Bookish Girl’s Guide to Mating with a Werewolf (Mate Hunted #1)
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ABBY
As soon as the door to Nico’s house was shut behind us, he had me pinned to the wall beside it. His hands wrapped around my face, tipping my head back as he stared down at me.
“I haven’t heard those bastards talk that much in years.”
“Probably because you skip their book club.”
“The Feral Pack doesn’t need a book club.”
“Tonight totally proved that wrong. I think you’re just jealous that they want me to be in it more than they want you.”
His lips brushed mine, lightly. Like he couldn’t help it. “Of course I’m jealous.”
“Don’t be. I talk about books with everyone. Literally. I get paid for it.”
“Not with me.”
“I’ll act them out with you instead.” I ran my hand over his ass, making his chest rumble.
He kissed me again, a little harder, before pulling away. “You’re going to drive me mad, woman.”
“I think you’re bored enough here that you want me to.”
Nico gave me a quiet growl. “You have no fucking idea.”
I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face to mine, kissing him the way I wanted to be kissed.
Passionately.
Desperately.
With everything I had.
His mouth was bruising against mine.
Demanding more. And more. And more.
He lifted me off my feet, and I hooked my legs around his ass. The movement put his erection in the perfect position, and I moaned into his mouth.
“Take your clothes off already, Cucumber.”
“You said yourself that we’re filthy.” He dragged my mouth back to his.
My stomach rumbled loudly.
I tried to ignore it, but he pulled away with another growl.
“And I need to feed you.”
“Feed me your cock.”
He blinked at the breathy demand.
I did too.
Finally, I burst out laughing.
His shoulders shook with humor as he laughed with me, carrying me past the kitchen and into the bathroom.
“I do want you,” I said, when the laughter died down.
“I want you too. When we’re both clean enough that I don’t have to worry about getting dirt inside you.”
My face twisted in disgust. “Ugh. I didn’t think about that. Ouch.”
“Guess that’s what I’m here for.” He set me on my feet in the shower and grabbed a rough bar of soap. “Turn around. Hands on the tile.”
“Ooh, are you going to give me orders?” I teased, placing my hands on the tile above my head as he started the water. It was cold for a moment, but warmed quickly.
“Yes. You wanted the book version of an alpha.”
His hands skimmed my sides, warm, wet, and slick.
My eyes closed, my back arching. “Hell yes.”
“Then you’ll get one.”
Nico’s hands moved over my body slowly, cleaning the dried mud off inch by inch. He avoided my breasts and clit for the longest time, only brushing them lightly to make me arch and suck in a breath every now and then.
When his hands finally found my nipples, I nearly came in an instant.
He took it slow, though.
Too slow.
Painfully slow, as he ran his gritty, soaped up hands over my tits.
“Are you trying to torture me?” I breathed, arching my ass against his erection as his thumbs dragged over my nipples again.
“No. I’m enjoying you, Abby.” His lips brushed my throat, and I tipped my head to the side without hesitation. “After I get you fed, I want my mouth on that pretty little cunt.”
“Your filthy words will absolutely work on me.”
One of his hands finally left my breast and slid down my stomach, heading right where I wanted him. “Good girl.”
His fingers brushed my clit, and I finally lost control.
Coming with a cry, I rocked and jerked against his hand and erection, chasing the intensity of my orgasm. He growled, throbbing against my ass but not climaxing with me.
“Holy shit,” I moaned, placing my head against the tile too as I tried to catch my breath.
My entire body was clenched, needing more.
Needing him .
Maybe becoming a wolf had changed me somehow too, because I’d never needed a man like that before.
And honestly?
I wasn’t anywhere near as opposed to the idea as I had been.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Nico growled, his lips on my throat again. He moved his second hand from my breast, slipping it beneath my thigh and lifting my leg to wrap around the back of him. The motion opened me up, and my body clenched further.
“Give it to me already,” I commanded.
“I’m supposed to be the alpha.” He nipped my throat.
“I don’t care who’s in charge.”
He chuckled, and the head of his cock met my entrance slowly while his other hand continued stroking my clit.
Finally, he gave me what I wanted.
I cried out with pleasure again, climaxing hard and fast as he bottomed out inside me.
It was insane. Utterly insane.
But I had no desire to let it end.
He growled against my throat. “Easy, Abbs. I want this to last.”
“I can go all night,” I panted.
“Convincing.” He nipped me again. Biting was obviously a kink for him, and I was kind of here for it.
“More convincing than you calling me Abbs . As if I have any muscles worth mentioning.”
He chuckled roughly, his lips still on my neck. “Your muscles are just fine.”
“Your cock is inside me, so your argument is flawed.”
“I can feel every fucking inch of your muscles clenching around me, Abbs. They’re perfect. End of the discussion.”
“I’m the professor here, Alpha. I get to decide when the conversation en—ohhh god, what are you doing to me?” My last few words came out a moan as he pulled out and drove into me slowly.
“Making you mine.” He pulled out again, and took me even slower.
“You’re going to kill me,” I groaned against the wall.
“You’ll go out feeling good.”
“So good.”
Our voices died down as we got lost in each other’s bodies, the sex slow and intimate and insanely intense.
When I finally shattered again, my cries of pleasure were almost loud enough to drown out Nico’s snarl as the heat of his release flooded my channel.
We were wet with water, soap, and sweat, but I could still feel his pleasure leaking from the place our bodies were connected.
“Fuck,” I breathed against the shower’s tile.
His lips brushed my throat, lighter this time. “If I knew it would be like this, I would’ve tried to find you a hell of a lot sooner.”
My lips curved upward. “You want a mate now?”
“More than I can ever describe.” He kissed my throat again.
My stomach growled so loudly, I snorted.
“I’ll make you something to eat while you finish washing up.” He started to let go of me, but I grabbed his arms and held them in place.
I could practically feel his confusion, but he didn’t try to pull away.
Just stood there, snuggling.
“I’m not ready yet,” I whispered.
He leaned in closer, wrapping his arms around me.
My eyes closed as he held me. “Is this real, Nico?”
“It’s real, Abbs.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“How sure?”
His lips brushed my throat yet again. “Sure enough to admit that if your wolf rejects me, I will fucking break.”
“Your friends survived fine.”
“They barely survived, and their mates aren’t you.”
“I’m not special.”
“You’re you. That’s everything I need.”
“This whole thing is so insane,” I admitted.
“I know. It’ll start to feel real eventually.”
“You swear?”
“Yeah, I do.” He squeezed my waist lightly. “Now, I need to feed you before either of our wolves decide I’m a shitty mate.”
I couldn’t suppress a small smile. “Alright, fine.”
He pulled out and swept me off my feet in one quick motion, and a squeal escaped me as he settled me in his arms.
His expression was neutral again, but his eyes were soft, somehow.
I hoped he was right about it being real, because the more time I spent with him, the more I wanted to spend.