by Alana Dyer
"Bedroom now!" Tate orders in a husky growl, his voice barely a whisper as his lips attack the sensitive part of my neck that has me wet and needy. I am too horny to argue with Tate on his possessive attitude. I wanted – no – needed him badly. I needed to feel his body pressed into mine with how I craved his touch. Needing the release only Tate could bring me too.
Leaving my neck to kiss me once more Tate pulls away to rest his forehead on mine needing to catch his breath. I smile lustfully at him, my own lips moving to attack his neck and leaving hickies in my wake and getting a lust filled growl out of Tate. Opening the passenger door I slowly climb out, releasing my assault on his neck ready to move to unlock the front door only to find myself pressed against the jeep with every inch of Tate pressed against me. His hard bulge presses against my stomach while caress my exposed skin. I shiver from both the pleasure caused by Tate groping my sensitive breasts ad the cold air letting out another loud moan.
"Let’s go inside Laina." He says against my mouth then continuing the deep kiss and forcing me to walk backwards to the front door pulling away long enough to unlock and open it. Once inside the door is slammed shut and fingers pinch and pull at my nipples, eliciting loud moans from my mouth that get swallowed by Tate’s kissed. A hand leaves its assault on my breast to weave its way into my hair, pulling my head back as Tate bites and sucks at my skin.
“I want you Laina. I want you underneath me as I make love to you.” Tate groans against the base of my neck.
“Then take me.” I consent, giving a soft smile as an astonish look fills Tate’s eyes. I squeal in surprise when his hands leave my body only to lift me bridal style into his arms causing me to worry about his remaining injuries.
"Be careful baby!" I exclaim with concern, placing my hand against his cheek gently and looking at his body checking to see if his wounds were aggravated.
"I'm fine, the only medicine I need is you." He retorts with rolling his eyes and silencing any protest I have with yet another passionate kiss, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth once again. Distracted by my mate I find myself being lowered onto our bed with Tate between my legs. He slowly grinds into me and I meet his movements with my own as our hands slowly undress each other. Hovering above me Tate’s eyes take in my naked body, his right hand caressing my check and I turn my face to kiss his palm.
"You're so beautiful." He whispers his eyes unable to hide the love he has for me behind the gloss of lust. I blush at his words looking away, knowing I still had a small amount of pregnancy weight and scars from the surgery on me still not fully healed. For the first time I feel a slight bubble of insecurity rise inside me.
"What’s the matter?" Tate asks, tilting my head so that I am once again looking at him.
"I'm not beautiful." I whisper and he smiles.
"You're right. You’re gorgeous, smart, strong, and brave. Most of all you're mine and I love you." My heart flutters. In Tate’s eyes I am perfect and I feel his love pour through our bond. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders I pull Tate forward and kiss him passionately, tears of happiness pooling in my eyes.
"I love you too." I whisper pulling away to catch my breath getting the most dazzling and affectionate smile from my loving mate.
“I want to do this right Laina. I want to make love to you slowly when I make you mine forever.” Tate says, running the hand that caresses my face down my chin, over my breast and past my stomach to come between my legs and tease the wet folds of my entrance. I gasp when he slips a finger inside me, moving gently against my wet walls and causing me to cry out. He doesn’t stop there when his lip descend onto one of my nipple and his free hand pulls at the other one making me into nothing but a moaning lustful mess.
"Does it feel good?" He asks adding another finger inside me as I clench at his arm shouting his name while an orgasm causes my body to twitch with extreme pleasure.
"I'll take that as a yes." He whispers, bringing his lips to mine and kissing me, my lips opening to allow his tongue entrance. His fingers slowly stop moving inside me while his lips move down my body past my stomach till I feel his breath at my entrance. His warm tongue sweeps across my clitoris, licking up my juices from my orgasm causing another gasp to exit my lips. One hand clutches at his hair and the other the bed sheets while he licks and nips at my soaking wet vagina. As I reach my second climax Tate pulls away before I could orgasm causing a noise of protest to leave my mouth. He kisses his way back up my body until his lips wet with my juices press against own in a heated kiss. Spreading my legs farther he positions his hard cock against my opening, rubbing the tip against me making me move my hips in hopes of gaining release.
“You okay Laina?” Tate asks with a smirk, one hand pressing against my stomach to stop me from moving.
"No, I want more." I whimper out, pressing against the tip of his throbbing rod and moaning from the pleasure it brought, hearing him groan.
"Okay, but I am going slow." He groans out as I move against him again, wrapping my legs around his waist. His hands stop my movement once more and he holds me in place, leaning forwards and kissing me deeply as he moves, his tip entering me inch by inch, my wet walls helping him move smoothly till I felt his body pressed against mine and his length was buried deep inside. Pausing inside me, Tate’s body shivers with the pleasure of us beginning the mating process. His lips move from mine to nip at the skin on my neck when he begins to move. His length thrust in and out, the sounds of each thrust squelching from the juices that accumulate inside me as I cry out in pleasure. I cry and scream Tate’s name moving my hips in sync with his. His thrusts increase in speed with our bodies sweaty from exertion until the pleasure builds inside me. My eyes glaze over for a moment with lost as I call out to Tate feeling his canines extend. With a final thrust I find my release, my juices coating Tate’s and my thighs when he releases his hot seed inside me. His canines pierce my skin marking me as his as my lips find the crook of his neck my own canines piercing him.
Tate and I were finally fully mated.
Our canines retract when the pleasure subsides and we catch our breaths. Tate leans his forehead against mine grinning like a child in a candy store as he looks into my eyes.
"I love you Beautiful." He says, nuzzling our noses together.
"And I love you sexy." I whisper, giggling as he nuzzles my cheek. I feel him slowly pull out and I couldn't help but moan slightly with how sensitive I am feeling his body shake with his chuckles.
"Are you up for round two?" He asks and I quickly shake my head no yawning.
"Can we just snuggle and fall asleep?" I ask, my body feeling drained of energy. Tate chuckles again flopping onto his side of the bed and reaching out to pull me to his side. The blanket is wrapped around us as I snuggle closer to him a content smile on my face.
"Sleep then. I will be here with you my beautiful little mate." I yawn at Tate’s words and smile, resting my head on his warm shoulder and drift off to sleep.
Chapter 21
I groan slightly as the warm body underneath me moves. My eyes slowly open to see the soft morning light illuminating my mate beside me as his soft lips press against my temple. My body felt sore and a small tinge of pain from my neck brings back the memories of last night. Tate and I have mated and mark each other.
A grin spreads across my face as I nuzzle against Tate’s neck catching sight of the mark I left on him. I felt whole with Tate completely mine and me being completely his.
“Good morning beautiful.” Tate whispers his hand running through my hair gently. I close my eyes relishing in his pampering letting out a yawn.
“Good morning baby.” I reply back my voice laced with sleep still. For a few minutes we just lay in bed enjoying our silent company and taking in the first morning as a mated pair. I missed lying in our bed together away from the sounds of a hospital room and being home alone with Tate felt perfect. Being home felt like the best place to be with no one to bother us and no nurses to walk in and disturb our rest ever
y so often throughout the day. It’s a play I felt safe and secured in with Tate beside me.
“Hey Laina.” Tate whispers, his fingers drawing slow circles on my shoulder.
“Yes baby?” I ask tilting my head to look into his dark green eyes. I love his eyes.
“When was the last time you shifted?” I could hear the concern in his voice. Wolves have an urge to shift and release their primal side inside them. It kept us healthy and sane. The only exception we could not shift is if we were pregnant or seriously wounded.
“Two weeks after I found out I was pregnant. Sam and his warriors had hunted me down and if I hadn’t had shifted I would have been caught.” I answer honestly. I remember how terrified I felt that day. I had found a nice town to hide in renting out a small one-bedroom cottage while I figured out what to do. A couple of days feeling safe away from Pinepaw, Sam and his warriors barged into the town looking for me. My landlady called the cottage phone and informed me about these men looking for me and the best excuse I could give to the nice elder human is that he was an abuse ex trying to drag me back home. She bought me some time to pack. That day I shifted once again and ran for my life with my bags on me. I decided to stay in wolf form for a week until I made good time and were days away from Sam. It took a while for the Pinepaw wolves to find me after that and I took off once again to find myself in Bloodsvain Territory.
“If Rex gave you the okay to shift we can go outside in the back yard and you can let lose.” Tate suggests and I grin. This would be the first time that my mate has seen my wolf form and I couldn’t wait to show him. Bouncing off the bed I rush into the closet hearing Tate chuckle behind me and take one of his shirts that covers me like a short dress and bring a set of clothes to my mate.
“Excited to shift?” Tate asks laughing as I help him dress into a pair of baggy track pants and a V-neck t-shirt. I could see the extent of his still healing wounds and my heart clenches. I knew last night took a toll on his body but the need to mate with each other and be together forever was strong and took a hold of us. I’m proud our primal instincts took over but made a small vow to not do anything else until Tate is healed completely.
“Yes I missed running so much and really need to stretch my legs, especially in wolf form.” I answer with as Tate stands. He takes a hold of my hand and the two of us make our way slowly down the stairs and to the kitchen were we slip out the back door. Tate takes a seat on one of the padded lounge chair and I run inside to grab a blanket to wrap around him. Once I am satisfied that Tate is warm and comfortable I quickly remove the shirt from my body hearing a lustful growl from my mate and the heat of his gaze skimming down my back and ass causing a blush to crawl on my cheeks. With a leap off the deck I shift in midair landing gracefully on my paws and shaking out my fur. Stretching my limbs I turn my blue-white fur with black tipped paws body to look at Tate, his eyes in awe.
“You’re a beautiful wolf.” Tate whispers while I pad up the deck stairs to come site beside him, my tail thumping against the deck happily. His hand reaches out to run his fingers through my fur and I let out a soft whisper of pleaser, closing my eyes happily.
“Why don’t you run for a bit around the area? I’ll be fine.” My ears perk up with this suggestion and I look to Tate with a wolfish grin.
[You sure baby?] I ask uncertainly into our link. Part of me wanted to stay close to Tate but the other part of me needed a good run.
“Positive. Link me where you are ever so often.” Tate assures, poking my nose playfully. I lick his fingertips before taking off. My paws carry me through the forest around our house first leading me to the lake with the floating gazebo where I take a drink of the crisp and clean tasting water. My eyes scan the area watching ducks and geese swim across the crystal-clear water and thinking about how good their tender flesh would feel between my canines before taking off again. I explore as far as I feel comfortable with, linking Tate every now and then of the areas I pass and which pack members I cross paths with. The wind rushes through my fur and the scents of our territory brings a sense of being home through me causing my heart to swell with pride and happiness. Each pine tree holds a unique scent that brings in a touch of never-ending life while the oak, maple and birch trees slowly has their leaves falling and decaying onto the cold forest floor below. Another hour passes by while I push my body as far as I can, leaping over fallen logs and splashing through puddles and small streams, but I know I have to head back soon. With a sigh I loop back towards home. Two hours have passed with the run in wolf form leaving me feeling refreshed and renewed with all that has weighed my mind and body down the last few weeks. Taking a shortcut Tate and I would normally take on our walks I reach home in about thirty minutes, seeing Tate with his phone out just in time to snap a picture of me.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” Tate asks as I shift and put the large shirt back on, crawling into his lap to snuggle with him on the lounge chair.
“Yes. When you’re better let’s go for a run together.” I reply with, kissing his jaw and resting my head on his shoulder.
“Sounds like a plan. Eeva texted me just a few minutes ago. She is bringing Julia home and should be here soon.” I groan slightly at this information. Part of me is enjoying have Tate to myself and I didn’t want anyone coming over today. But I missed my pup too much and wanted Julia home.
"Does this mean our quiet time is over?" I ask, getting a chuckle from my mate. He tilts my head back gently to plant a long kiss on my lips, pulling away with a smirk and leaving me breathless after a few minutes.
“We can have quiet time to ourselves later tonight so don’t worry.” He promises a blush on my cheeks once again. I had a feeling it would be hard to not make love to my mate so that he can heal properly these next few days. With a sigh I climb off Tate and stretch before helping Tate to his feet. We walk into the house Tate going to sit in the living room and me making my way upstairs to put on a pair of thongs and leggings keeping Tate’s shirt on because I just wanted to lounge around the house today. Heading back down stairs I catch Tate holding the front door open while Eeva pushes a stroller inside.
"Hey Eev-” I start to greet my sister-in-law and friend.
"Shh my niece is asleep." Eeva scolds, parking the stroller beside the bench in our entrance way to take off her shoes. I roll my eyes at her and quietly walk over to peer inside to see the angelic face of Julia deep in her sleep. I missed my little girl so much and couldn’t help but run a finger gently across her chubby cheeks.
"I'll bring her to her room." Tate whispers as I straighten up letting him pull the stroller closer to where he stands. Carefully he bends down to unstrap Julia from her stroller and cradle her in his arms. It felt great seeing him hold our pup outside of the patient room in the pack house.
"Do you need help?" I ask, stepping closer to plant a soft kiss on her Julia’s forehead and getting ready to assist Tate up the stairs.
"No, I'll just take my time." He reassures his eyes focused on the sleeping baby in his arms. A soft smile plays on my lips and I step back to give Tate room to turn around.
"Okay then. Call out if you need help.” I agree. He smiles at me and kisses my forehead before making his way upstairs. I knew better than to wait for him and hurt his alpha pride so I turn to Eeva who has a smile on her lips and a knowing glint in her eyes.
"So, how does it feel to be completely his?" I blush at her words, my face a heated crimson.
"I don't know what you mean?" I feign ignorance and turn, heading towards the kitchen with my growling stomach protest because of the lack of food.
"Please, I can smell my brother all over you and inside you. Plus the house reeks of like did you guys do it in the hall way or something?" I feel my cheeks heat even more as I busy myself with turning on the oven, grabbing a box of Delicio frozen pizza from the fridge and popping the pepperoni party size into the hot oven. I just ignore my friend and turn on the kettle to make some tea to sip on.
"C'mon, I know you're fully ma
ted to him now. I can see the mark peeking out from under the collar of that shirt you’re wearing." I didn't know how red my face is but I smile, my hand reaching for the sensitive spot on my neck and I turn to face my friend finally conceding to spill the details.
"It feels amazing and it was amazing and Eeva I can't wait to fee-"
"Okay, too many details." I laugh at her reaction, her face a look of horror as I was about to spill all the detail of how amazing sex with Tate was last night.
"Well you asked." I come back with, smirking at the look of horror still plastered to her face.
"But that’s my brother!” She practically yells, running her hand through her hair.
"You still asked." I shrug, pouring a mug of tea for her and I. She sighs in defeat and sits down at the table and after checking the pizza I join her bringing the teas over.
"So, when do you want to go shopping for some new clothes?" I laugh at the random question at Eeva’s attempt to change the subject when the sounds of the front door opening and closing reaches us. Seconds later Chris and Jack walk into the kitchen carrying take out boxes.
"Oh you're up. We went and got some take out but I smell pizza." I laugh at Jack's words and watch as he and Chris set the food on the table. I couldn’t help but take a whiff of the Chinese food wafting from the containers my stomach growling for food as soon as possible.
“By the way Laina was that your wolf I saw earlier today.” Chris asks going to the cupboard to grab plates. I smile happily making my way to check on the pizza and nod.
“Yep I needed a good run and haven’t shifted in months. I needed to let lose.” I respond with. The smell of the peperoni pizza spills out into the kitchen with the golden crust signalling it being cooked. Taking the pizza out of the oven I rummage through a drawer for a pizza cutter coming out victorious. While I cut the pizza Chris and Jack set the table. The sounds of footsteps on the stairs signal Tate joining us and just as I put the pizza on the table with the Chinese food. I smile when Tate and I take the bench sitting across from Chris and Jack with Eeva at the end of the table.
