His hand was still on the door he refused to open it until he knew she understood. “Dee, I can’t keep my wolf waiting anymore. I’ll mate you if we go in here, I won’t be able to stop him.”
She purred, “I’m counting on it, stud.” She ran her hand down his chest, “I’ll want it all though; the sex, the bite, the cuddles. Don’t think you can do this half way, Mr. Nunn.”
Somewhat thrown for a loop at her sudden change in thinking, he asked, “Don’t you want to know about me? What kind of man I am.”
Sobering for a second she admitted. “I know everything there is to know about you, Justin. While you were out after healing Carter, I asked everyone who knew you to tell me about you. Your mom was the best though. A little scary at first, but she has some amazing stories. I know your favorite food is homemade macaroni and cheese; I was shocked it wasn’t some kind of meat though with you being a wolf and all. Your favorite color is green. You’ve never been mated, have no children, no serious relationships, you are smart as a whip and you’re a healer. I listened to everything everyone ever said about you. Although I’d like to think that little incident with the snake was a lie, I know it wasn’t. You are the type of man to heal a snake after it bit you because, according to your mother, ‘it was just following his instincts mama just like I was when I mushed him, now I gotta make him better and the doctor will fix me right up, k?’ You inspire me to be a better person. Knowing that you don’t judge me by my past and kept trying to be there for me and Carter, even after I was a wench, makes me like you a whole lot more. Now, let’s stop dancing around each other.”
Taking in what she’d just said he was a little stunned and a whole lot turned on. It took him all of two seconds to have the door opened, slammed closed, and her pressed up against it. He fused his lips to hers and reveled in the moan that escaped her. They stayed glued together for a few minutes, playing tug of war with their mouths. He couldn’t take it anymore when she began to suck on his tongue. Without much effort he lifted her into his arms and groaned as the wet heat of her pussy met his bare stomach.
“Wow, just wow, I didn’t think it could be this hot. You’re kinda mellow and I thought-“
“I’m an alpha, Dee, despite how I act, outside of this house. In our room, I’ll always make it good for you, for us.” He lowered his head and took one of her pink nipples into his mouth, sucking it and allowing it to pop free of his mouth, even more puckered. He blew against her budded nipple and smiled as it became more taut and her breath caught. He gave it a soothing lick and enjoyed hearing her breathing increase as she gripped his hair.
“Bedroom-“
“Not yet.” He had her up against the door panting and so close she was grinding against his abdomen. He could feel her juices sliding down his body and wetting his pants. His left arm cradling her bottom, he reached up with his other hand to run his hand over her cheek. He put her face to his and kissed her deeply before sliding his hand into her hair and tugging her head back. “You are mine, Dee Marie Malone. Say it.”
She swallowed before answering. “I’m yours, Justin. Make me yours.”
Still grinding her sex on his lower body, her head fell back as she moaned, releasing more of her nectar. His little mate was a firecracker, so close to finding her release. “Do you want me now?”
“Yes.”
“Like this? Do you want me to take you against the door?”
“You can take me wherever and however you want, but please hurry. I’m so close, please, Justin.”
Growling at her need, his beast was roared to the surface. He pulled her away from the door, and following her scent, carried her to room. With every step he took, he could feel her swollen sex contracting against his abdomen. He hardened like a steel pipe in his jeans until he felt like they might burst. In fact, he wished they would, then he could slip into her tight channel. “You are so beautiful, Dee. I’ve never wanted anything more than I want you right now.”
He lowered her to the bed, “You look great in my shirt but I want you to take it off, slowly.”
Lifting her bottom because she’d been sitting on the hem, he saw every blessed inch of her sex. He loved that she’d left her womanhood all natural. He’d also love to see it shaved or waxed, but being here in this moment with her he knew she wasn’t trying to impress him. The lips of her sex were swollen and wet, her pleasure bud an almost angry pink and puffy too, revealing how ready she was. He enjoyed the fact that she so readily obeyed him by dragging his shirt off slowly, allowing him a view of the gentle slopes of her breasts at all angles. His manhood tightened and he knew if he didn’t remove his jeans soon they wouldn’t be able to come off until his cock shrunk or he’d risk an injury.
When she flung his shirt at him, exposing her body, he knew it was time to finish this. He popped the button on his jeans and lowered his zipper carefully, peeling it away from his weeping cock head. He removed his jeans quickly and fisted his shaft at the base. He ran his hand up and down his length once and gave a squeeze when he came to the base. Presenting himself to his mate, he was excited when she licked her lips in approval. He rubbed the tip of his moist member with his thumb, spreading the pre-come onto his finger. He lifted his thumb to her lips and without prompting she took his entire thumb into her mouth and sucked him clean, moaning the whole time. Little Justin bobbed and wiggled for her attention.
The lamplight revealed tiny scars on her naked body that he’d previously never noticed. Unable to prevent his beast from coming to the surface, he knew he was acting like a wolf caveman, but he couldn’t help it. He placed his hand to the center of her chest and pressed until her back was on the mattress. He leaned over her and licked the long line of her throat and growled, “Mine.” Not waiting for a response he bit down lightly, not breaking the skin, but showing her where she would carry his mark.
Legs open and lust pouring from her, Justin couldn’t deny himself or her any longer. He kissed down her body, nicking her with his fang on every small scar he saw and then healing her immediately after. He reached her core and simply gazed at her for a moment. Her swollen, weeping, pink sex enticed him. He leaned closer and inhaled her scent deep into his lungs. She was an aphrodisiac. Spreading her lips with his fingers, he blew warm air on her and observed as she contracted in response.
“Justin, please, I want you now.”
“Hush, you’ll have me soon enough, for the rest of our lives. Let me savor you this first time.”
He was still holding her open, fully bared to him. His finger ran up and down the seam of her sex, reveling at the fact that she was soaking for him. His finger easily slid into her, and her channel clamped down on him hard. “Easy, Dee, I’ll go slow.” Running his tongue over her clit elicited a small shout from her, which had him doing it again. The taste of her honey was amazing. He licked, and sucked, and nibbled until she was panting and he felt a tremble in her core. He stopped everything and pulled back, watching her sex.
“I swear to you, I will not mate you if you don’t give me what I need in the next minute. You’ve been playing with me too long, mate. Give it to me!”
Her last words were said on a shout and Justin smiled down at her while running a lazy finger over the seam of her sex. “What is it you need, mate?”
“I want you.”
“Want me where?”
“Put it in.”
“Put what in?”
Gritting her teeth, she said. “Never mind, I’ll take care of it.”
When she lowered her hand to her sex, Justin growled and grabbed her wrist. “This is mine and you can’t touch it unless I say so.”
“No deal. I didn’t think you’d keep me at the edge so long. I’m suffering, Justin.”
She was clearly using all of her feminine whiles on him. “It doesn’t smell like you’re suffering.” He licked his lips, “It doesn’t taste like you’re suffering.”
“But I am. I need you. I’ve been waiting for my fated for a long time. Please don’t make me
wait any longer.”
“Okay, we’ll get this first one out of the way but then you’re all mine.”
She beamed at him, causing his heart to melt as his cock hardened. “I’m already all yours, Justin.”
Leaning over, he started pleasing her again. This time he didn’t go slow, he slid two fingers into her while licking her clean and felt the spasms of orgasm take her over the edge mere seconds later. As she came he licked the seam of her thigh and groin. Without warning her he bit down, throwing her into another full release.
While she was still catching her breath he came over her body and plunged into her still quivering sheath. In and out he pumped until he was close to his own release. He kissed her wildly before removing himself from her tight body, flipping her onto her hands and knees, and plunging into her again. He could feel how close she was and knew as soon as he marked her she’d release again. He reached around and palmed her breast, rubbing delicately while plucking her nipple. Touching her was bringing him closer; he wasn’t surprised when a moment later his beast came off its leash and his orgasm washed over his as he bit into his mate’s shoulder, marking her as his forever.
As his teeth slid into her and she felt the hot spurt of his semen. she flew into a release that was off the charts. She was never very easy to please in bed and it generally took a while for her to peak, but with Justin it seemed like she was always at peak. He spent so much time ensuring that she was pleased. It warmed her. Maybe more than it should. She was already ready to go again as she felt his shaft become soft inside her.
She felt the need to poke her wolf. “That’s all you’ve got?”
Probably not the best idea because in the next moment she was flipped on her back with her mate’s wet shaft in her face. She watched as it literally grew and lengthened in front of her shocked eyes.
“I could go all night, Dee Marie, I just thought you might need a rest. Now that I know you’re good to go we can get round two out of the way.”
“Round two, aren’t we on round five or something?”
He sent her a panty wetting grin and she melted. “Nah, that was round one. I’ll let you rest up some after round two.”
*****
A loud banging sounded from the front door and Justin snapped to attention. He was up and into the hallway before Dee was out of bed. He approached slowly, coiled for action in case there was trouble. The knocking continued and he could hear people talking on the other side of the door; it sounded like his brother.
Peering out the window his annoyance escalated as he saw it was indeed his brother with Delilah and Carter. He flung open the door, “What the heck, bro?”
He saw several things at once, Blake had black circles around his eyes, while Delilah had flushed pink cheeks, and Carter had a wide grin splitting his face. Carter spoke first, “Now can I call you Paw Paw?”
Blake shoved the poor boy through the door and covered his mate’s eyes all at the same time. “Merciful Saint Jude, Justin, cover yourself.”
Just now noticing his nakedness, Justin smiled at his brother. He placed his forearm lazily on the door jam and chastised. “Well, maybe next time you’ll call before you stop by.”
Carter tugged on Blake’s shirt. “Thanks, Uncle Blake, but I should hang out with my new dad. I think he needs to know I like hims too. Thanks for all the stuffs you gived me” he lowered his voice to a whisper, “Especially the active wear.” The little man winked at Blake like it was some secret. Not done yet he turned toward Delilah, “See, I told ya Justin had a big snake.”
Delilah flushed behind Blake’s hand and smiled, “Yes, you did little man, and now I know what you were talkin’ about.”
Blake’s voice was annoyed as he announced, “You don’t look at anyone else’s snake from now on, Del.” Blake sniffed closer to his brother, “Congrats on your mating. Please give the cat my love and acceptance.”
Delilah sighed, “The cat?”
“Woman, I’m holding on by a thread here after no sleep and having you see my brother in all his glory. You could be a bit more understanding.”
Delilah smiled up at him even though he was covering her eyes. “There’s no one finer than my mate. Come, let’s go home and practice making little terrors of our own.”
Blake uncovered her eyes, smelling of happiness. She obviously had eyes only for him. “I agree to practice as long as we agree that we’ll never give our kid a Slurpee. Damn, that sound makes me absolutely crazy and it’ll haunt me for years to come.”
“Agreed.”
Justin watched them walk away and smiled, until Carter asked, “Paw Paw, can I have a Slurpee?”
Chapter 8
Justin helped get Carter into the shower after breakfast and took note of the scars the boy had on his back. If Tidus had no idea he was born, then who’d given him the scars? Blake had mentioned that Carter wouldn’t remember, so he went in search of his mate to get answers.
She was taking the dog out to do his morning business which was perfect; far enough away that they could talk without Carter hearing. Approaching her from behind, he pulled her back to his front and buried his nose in her hair. Her scent was intoxicating and arousing. He felt himself harden yet attempted to simmer down so he could talk to her without lust clouding his mind.
She moaned and snuggled into him. “Good morning, stud, hungry again so soon?”
He nipped her ear, “Always for you, kitten.”
She laughed, obviously enjoying his pet name for her. Before he got carried away bantering with her, he wanted to get answers. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure, what’s up? You want to know which side of the closet is yours? Or maybe you want to know who’ll do the cooking and who’s responsible for the cleaning?”
He was warmed by the fact that she was so inviting after last night’s mating. They’d certainly enjoyed themselves all night and into the wee hours of the morning. “No, it’s about Carter.”
She stiffened in his arms. “Oh?”
He began to sway with her in his arms, offering comfort. “How did he get the scars?”
The breath she’d been holding released and she began to breathe rapidly, probably remembering what happened. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but I’d hope you’d trust me enough.”
Without pausing to consider his words, trusting him without question, she began. “I sent Carter to my parents immediately, knowing he wasn’t safe here. He was doing great, but I missed him so much. When he was a year and a half old I went to visit. He appeared happy and healthy. He was getting so big. I stayed for a week. I would have stayed longer but a member of their pack took an interest in me. I wasn’t interested in starting a relationship and made it known. One night he snuck into my parents’ house while I was sleeping on the couch and pressed his interest. Our fighting woke Carter up and he came out to protect me. He was upset and shifted, growling at the man. Carter lunged and bit the man’s leg.”
Dee shivered in his arms and he rubbed the goose bumps on her arms. “It’s okay, you don’t have to continue.”
She nodded. “You’re going to be helping me raise him, so it’s only fair you know.” She took a deep breath to continue. “Carter was beaten. I was knocked unconscious and the jerk was hit Carter with a hot poker while he was still in wolf form. When Carter shifted back he had those marks on his back and a skull fracture. The cat was caught by my father and his life was taken as a lesson by the lynx protector. Lynx, aren’t really pack creatures, but we do have protectors who uphold the laws because humans can’t control us.”
He was silently rubbing her back in comfort, so proud of the wolf that he would raise as his son. Wolves protect their own. For a small child to step in front of a fully grown shifter before the age of two was amazing.
“I never went back. I didn’t want my son to be hurt even more because of me. When Blake announced Tidus was dead and I completed the bond with him, I knew I’d get my son back. Your brother allowed me to
bring my son home, I’ve never been more thankful to anyone.”
Justin leaned over to whisper into her ear, “Blake is a great leader. I’m so glad he was able to help you. From now on it’ll be me fulfilling your dreams. You and Carter will always be safe. I’ll tolerate nothing less. There is also the question of what Carter will call me.”
Dee smiled sweetly up at him. “As if either of us have a choice. He’s pretty much claimed you as his Paw. What do you think about that? Does it upset you?”
“Hell no, in fact, I’d like to adopt him and make it official at some point. Only if it’s okay with you though.”
Turning swiftly in his arms she leapt up winding her legs around his waist to kiss him passionately on his lips. He held her tight and only broke the kiss when the dog wound his leash around his body and then a small bundle smacked into his side. Pulling back from Dee, he heard Carter giggle.
“I loves you guys. We can be happy now and be with the pack and go to the moon runs and not wear stinky stuff. I’m so happy.” He only stopped to giggle again when the dog licked his face. “And I have a doggie, and a kitty, and a new daddy.”
Dee turned toward Justin and caught the wide grin splitting his face. “Yep, you are one lucky lil’ guy and I’m one lucky big guy to have found you both. Hey, do ya think your mom would want to marry me? You can be my best man.”
Carter hopped up and put his fist in the air. “Awesome, Mama, can we get married? I’m gonna be a man, the best one.”
Dee stilled at his question. Her heart was racing and Justin could see the pulse at the base of her throat fluttering wildly. He ran his hand over her cheek gently, “I’m sorry, is it too soon? We’ve already mated; we don’t have to have a big wedding if you don’t want. We don’t have to get married if you aren’t interested. I just thought you’d like to make an honest man of me.”
Her voice was hesitant, “I think I’d like that, but maybe you should think about it a bit more. I don’t want you to regret anything. Marriage is for life and you should give it a lot more thought.”
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