by Christa Wick
"Disappointed I didn't have something else in mind?" His hands caught her breasts as she leaned forward. He tugged their hardening nipples before squeezing the firm flesh.
Blushing, she lied with a shake of her head. "It wouldn't be appropriate anyway."
Trying to turn from him, she reached for the clothes he'd tossed down on the dresser.
"Not so fast, baby." Pulling her back into his arms, he buried his face against her neck, nuzzling the sensitive flesh as his fingers explored her lush backside. Inhaling deeply, he sighed. "You smell like chocolate dipped chili peppers and…"
He paused. There wasn't supposed to be an "and." Tensing, he ran his nose along her cheek.
"What's wrong?"
"Apple." His hands returned to her breasts, testing their weight, finding them swollen and a little tender, the nipples exquisitely sensitive.
She hadn't noticed the change but she could feel it with the way his fingers explored her flesh. "Is apple bad?"
"No." Cupping the back of her neck, he coaxed her head into a relaxed position. His other hand dropped between them, the fingers stroking the fur of her sex. "Leah, you're pregnant."
She nodded then realized she didn't quite understand. "How do you know you're not smelling your own scent? You smell like apples to me."
Capturing her bottom lip, Seth sucked at it for a second. "I know, trust me."
Seth shifted his weight to his other foot. Leah felt the solid rub of an erection against her hip. His fingers grew bolder between her legs. "Baby, I need to get you home. To our bed. ASAP."
She managed a slight gesture of acquiescence before all of her muscles melted beneath his touch. "Camille wants me back around noon, when they plan on moving Esme. And someone needs to manage Dana then. Get some clothes on him at least."
With a low growl, Seth forced his body to move to the door. He gestured at the change of clothes. "Five minutes, I want that sweet ass in the passenger seat of my van."
Squirming beneath his hot gaze, she blushed and waved him out of the room. "I'll be there in three."
**********
Leah waited alone in Seth's bedroom. If she stood next to the door, she could hear his voice as he debriefed the clan's alpha over the phone. The timing of the shifter's call sucked, but she didn't mind the few minutes it gave her to explore the small space.
A huge four-poster bed occupied most of the room. Antique, it had thick burgundy draw curtains held in place by heavy corded tassels. The bedspread was a rich damask, the object on top of it startling her.
Standing at the edge of the mattress, she reached down and ran her fingers through the fur. Gray strands mixed with brown and black, forming a dense undercoat with coarser guard hairs extending out. Not bear, not fox -- but wolf, several of them stitched together judging by the size. Wrapping her hands around one heavy corner, she lifted it to her face and inhaled.
The familiar scent of her mate ran thick and deep. Her body tightened, Seth's presence so strong in the room she felt dizzy.
Hands grabbed her hips. She jerked, the motion unleashing a deep moan. Behind her, Seth closed the distance between their bodies. The base of his erection pressed at the top split of her rounded ass. She could hear him breathing, heat and moisture steaming against her neck as he bent his head.
"I'm going to fuck you on top of that." He squeezed her hips, molded her lush bottom around his cock and balls.
"Okay." She laughed at her response and the heady breathlessness of her acceptance.
"Turn around."
His hands guided Leah until she faced him. His fingers moved from her hips to the bottom hem of her sweater. Slowly, he dragged it up over her stomach and breasts, peeled it off her arms and tossed it to the floor. By chance or choice, there was no bra to remove. He cupped the underside of her breasts, testing their malleability with slow, sensual pulls that made her nipples ache.
Looking down at where his hands touched her, Leah gasped.
"Shhh, love, it's normal in our women this early."
It was breast milk. She tried to push his hands away but he wouldn't release her.
"But I…we…humans don't do this at two weeks."
Seth shook his head, his fingers massaging her breasts more deeply. "Baby, you're a latent carrying a shifter's child. You're not dealing with human hormones anymore."
Dipping his head, he did the unthinkable, taking one ripe, dripping nipple into his mouth and gently sucking. Her uterus contracted, her center of gravity dropping straight to her pelvic floor to soak her panties.
With his free hand, Seth pushed her slacks and underwear down her hips. The fabric pooled around her ankles. Reaching behind her, he lifted one heavy round globe, his fingertips digging into the flesh as he squeezed her to him.
Feeling his cock against her stomach, only his pants separating them, another pulse of moisture slickened Leah's thighs. He continued to mold her ass, grinding her mound against him as he nuzzled her breast.
With a sudden growl, he wrapped both hands around her shoulders and forced her to sit on the bed. The brush of soft wolf skin made her squirm, the heat pooling between her thighs almost unbearable. Pressing a finger against her breastbone, he pushed until her back rested flat against the fur.
Seth bent down, stripped her sandals and the last of her clothing away. Pushing her thighs apart, he stepped between her spread legs and started to undress. He moved with sinewy efficiency, muscles flexing and rippling as his shirt came off. He took his time removing his bottoms, giving her a show of his surging cock and powerful thighs.
The line of dark hair that ran up his abdomen to lightly fan across his chest thickened beneath her gaze. His slow rumbling growl told Leah he could feel her desire intensify, the almost psychic exchange creating a sensory loop that left her panting for his cock.
"Not yet, baby." Pressing his thighs against the bed, he gathered a fold of the wolf skin in one hand and slowly fisted his shaft.
Leah whimpered as she watched thick strings of pre-cum dribble from the tip to land on her mound, penetrating the soft covering of hair and dripping down her pussy. Reaching between her thighs, she spread her labia and smeared his juice over her clit. Seth groaned, the slow-falling stream thickening as he stared at her fingering her swollen flesh. His grip on his cock tightened, shutting the flow as a quiver rolled over his body.
Falling to his knees, he rubbed his nose against her cunt hair. Pinching her labia apart, his tongue uncurled along her sex, the tip dipping into her wet core before licking a line up to where his juices mingled with hers.
He lifted his gaze, hooking her attention. "Watch me, baby."
Leah couldn't take her eyes off him if her life depended on it. He was pure smoldering sex, his expression as devouring as his mouth. He licked her again, his tongue curling up to raise the hood of her clit and press it against his upper teeth. He pulled, his tongue still moving, stroking.
Milk leaked from her breasts, gathered in small rivulets to create a shallow pool at her navel. Stretching up, he dipped his tongue in it, his lips suctioning against her skin. His thumbs penetrated her cunt as he lapped at her stomach. He stretched her, stroked her, his touch roughening.
A shudder rolled through Leah, her pussy contracting, the tight clit bobbing with the pulse of her need.
Licking his lips, Seth returned to her aching clit with a growl. His lips fastened tight, his teeth indenting her swollen flesh. He sucked, thumbs thrusting. Her hips started to jerk, her spine arching, ass pressed hard against the bedding as she cried out.
Unrelenting, three rigid fingers replaced the thumbs, the tips curling up inside her. He wanted to wring another climax from her, to have her coming hard beneath his hands and mouth before he flipped her onto her stomach and fucked her wet, swollen folds without mercy.
Leah clutched at the wolf skin. Her mound crested against Seth's tongue and teeth, her sheath tightening around his fingers as another climax thundered through her.
"Roll over." The
order was rough, issued through gritted teeth.
Leah turned onto her side and tried to pull her legs onto the bed. Not what he had in mind, Seth flipped Leah the rest of the way onto her stomach and pulled her legs off the mattress, her thighs still spread as he stood between them.
Leaning over her, he snaked his arm between her breasts, supporting her weight at the same time he pinned her immobile against him. His cock entered her hard and fast, a snarl tearing through his throat. He was going to take her roughly, slamming his hips into her soft bottom over and over as his hot mouth seared her back.
Her breasts bounced with each hard thrust, her nipples swollen and dragging along the wolf skin. Climaxing again, she tightened around him, the knot near the base of his cock already inflated to a mind-blowing diameter with his cum. His teeth grazed her shoulder, the muscles of her cunt lashing around his shaft to rope him in place.
Trapped inside her, pushing, pulling, the knot in his cock kneaded that sweet spot just inside her cunt over and over until she was reduced to a groaning, writhing mass of flesh that cried and came and called his name.
Seth erupted inside her, his teeth sinking at last into her shoulder, pinning her until the last jet of cum left him.
Too numb to move, Leah allowed Seth to lift her body the rest of the way onto the bed. He settled on top of her, his arms supporting his weight. Exhausted, she smiled at him, her mind already drifting toward slumber.
He stroked her cheek, his gaze serious as he studied her expression. "You know this is forever, baby."
Feeling the swell of emotion inside him, Leah nodded, her throat too tight to speak. There in his bed, for the first time in her life, she felt at home. This was where she was meant to be. No one would take it from them, not the Hunters or any other enemies they might encounter. They would cherish it, holding it as tightly to them as they held one another.
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