Page 31 of Wishes in the Moonlight (Rocky Mountain Wolves #4)
~Amanda~
I couldn’t stop the moan that rattled from my throat when I slid down onto Troy’s thick, hard cock. I didn’t want to stop it. For the first time in my life, I wanted to throw propriety to the wind and give into the primal instincts coursing inside me.
Because this wasn’t any man. This was my mate.
My mate inside me, and nothing in the world had ever felt so right.
It looked like he agreed, since Troy’s head fell back as I slowly pushed myself back up on my knees, my inner walls stroking along his full length until only the tip of him remained inside me.
When I let myself fall down again, slamming onto his lap, he muttered a curse, his arms tightening around me to hold me in place.
“Fuck, that feels too good. You’re going to make me come in about two seconds if you keep doing that.”
My fingers ran through his short hair, my nails scraping lightly against his scalp. “Is that a challenge?”
He lifted his head to find me smiling at him, and groaned. “Make that one second. Your smile could set me off on its own.”
Funnily enough, I didn’t think he was lying.
“Guess it’s a good thing werewolves have such a quick recovery time, then,” I consoled him before I raised and lowered my body on his cock again, harder and faster than the first time.
In truth, it took more like thirty seconds until he lost control, but I didn’t mind.
Seeing him mindless with pleasure beneath me sent a thrill of power surging through me.
I didn’t stop my movements when he came, especially since he stayed hard afterwards, his body almost immediately beginning the build to a second orgasm.
Thank the goddess for werewolves’ healing ability.
Not that he let me have all the fun. As soon as he regained full awareness, his fingers slid between us and found my clit, rubbing me in just the right way while I rode him.
Sparks sizzled along my skin and deep into my core, the pleasure building higher and harder than I had ever experienced before, and when I tumbled over the peak of my own orgasm, he was right there with me.
The next time started slower, more sensually, punctuated by deep, lingering kisses and fingers trailing across all of our exposed skin, until eventually need took over and he held me tight by my waist as his hips thrust off the bed, his cock pumping into me hard enough that I saw stars when I came a second time.
By the time I finally crawled off of him, a little sore but perfectly sated, his cum dripped down my thighs and a thin layer of sweat covered us both.
“I could do that all night,” Troy confessed, his smile dazed and satisfied, and his half-hard cock suggesting that wasn’t entirely a lie. “But you need to rest. We don’t know what tomorrow will bring.”
“I don’t want to think about that right now,” I murmured, sounding exactly like the spoiled princess people often saw me as, and Troy laughed.
“Good. You don’t have to. Come on.”
With a tenderness that warmed my heart, he helped me to the tiny bathroom in the bunker, cleaned me up with a warm washcloth, and found me some clean, loose-fitting clothes to sleep in.
I tried to reach out to Cinder in my head to see how my wolf felt about all this, but she didn’t reply.
She must have gone into the same lust-drunk post-coital state I had.
All I wanted was to curl up in my mate’s arms and sleep for the next week.
Unfortunately, when Troy walked me back to the small bed and got me settled beneath the covers, I was quickly reminded that wouldn’t be possible.
“There has to be a way for you to sleep too,” I said, punctuating the sentence with a long yawn. “What if you lie down first and I get on top of you?”
He chuckled, his light brown eyes shining with a light I’d never seen in them before.
Or maybe only once before, that night in the moonlight when we first met.
“With you on top of me, sleep would be the last thing on my mind. Don’t worry about me.
I’ve had plenty of training to prepare me for way less comfortable situations than this. My priority is taking care of you.”
When was the last time I’d felt like someone’s priority? I honestly couldn’t remember, but once again, I believed that audacious statement to be true.
“Wake me after a few hours and we can switch places,” I instructed, but my voice held none of its Alpha authority. My heavy eyelids closed and I fell asleep wrapped in the warm certainty that someone really did have my best interests at heart.
The smell of coffee woke me up some time later, though with the lack of natural light in the bunker, I had no idea how long I’d slept.
Raising my head from the pillow, I could see Troy’s large frame in the small kitchen space, steam rising from the recently boiled kettle and two mugs that sat on the narrow counter.
“What time is it?”
His head snapped up at the sound of my voice and even in the dim lighting, I could see the circles under his eyes. He clearly hadn’t slept at all. “Nearly eight. I expect the Beta to return soon.”
Eight? That meant I’d slept for at least nine hours, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d slept so long or so deeply.
It’s because he fucked you to sleep , Cinder hummed in my head, sounding rather well-rested herself.
Charming, Cin.
She might have a point, though. Maybe my good sleep owed itself to the way the ache in my chest had eased, the ache caused by my unfulfilled mate bond.
The ache that had been my constant companion for the past seven years.
It wouldn’t vanish entirely until we marked each other, but after our physical union the night before, it seemed temporarily satisfied.
On a scale of one to ten, it barely registered.
“You were supposed to wake me up,” I reminded him as I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stretched my arms over my head. For such an uncomfortable bed, I felt remarkably refreshed after the night in it.
Troy ignored that comment, stepping out from behind the counter to hand me one of the mugs. “Have a drink and then go use the bathroom to get ready. I’ll make something for breakfast.”
I wanted to protest, to tell him that I could take care of us since he’d spent the whole night watching over me, but he was right that Savannah would be on her way any moment. The real world called us back and I had to be ready to answer.
I redressed in the previous day’s clothes, fixing my hair and makeup the best I could with the limited supplies available, and returned to the main room to find toast and scrambled eggs waiting.
“There are eggs in the pantry here?” I asked in surprise.
“Powdered eggs,” Troy explained, wrinkling his nose. “Not great, but better than nothing.”
He said nothing about what happened between us the night before and I didn’t either, unsure of exactly what to say. Were we together now? Did I want to be? Should we put our relationship situation on hold until the rest of our current mess got sorted out?
Unsure where to begin, I simply took the plate he offered me and we both took a seat on the bed again, a bed that he’d already remade with military precision.
We had just taken our first bites when a buzzing sound rang out in the small space. Troy placed his plate back on the counter and walked to the door, entering the code to open it to our visitor. Unsurprisingly, Savannah was the one to burst through the door as soon as it was open.
“I’m here to spring you out!” she announced triumphantly, buzzing with energy.
She’d clearly already had her morning coffee.
“Jasper has two wolves under arrest back at the pack house, the guards want to run their defense plans by you, Kalo wants to know what your second wish is and Leo’s calling every five minutes to see what you want him to do.
Come on, we can get you a decent breakfast back at the house. ”
She snatched the plate from my hands before I could protest, tossing Troy’s efforts into the trash, as if nothing that had happened during our short lockdown together mattered anymore.
That wasn’t the case though. It mattered a great deal, and I needed to figure out exactly how much my world had shifted before Troy and I addressed the subject of our future together.
First, however, I had a pack to run.
Squaring my shoulders, I got to my feet and followed Savannah out of the bunker, back to all my responsibilities and problems, with Troy keeping watch at my back.