by Ellis Leigh
But as his mate reached their little cabin in the woods and shifted human, as she stood naked before him, a teasing smile on her face as she wagged a finger for him to come closer, he knew that was a lie. He could ask for more—more time, more skin, more touch, more of being with her. That was the more he’d happily request every day for the rest of his life. He’d flown to Alaska to deal with Luc and his needs, but right then, with the sun setting and the chill settling into the area, work was as far from his mind as it ever had been. He had a gorgeous woman with him, one the fates deemed his perfect match. One who seemed to want him as much as he wanted her. And nothing would get in the way of him enjoying her body for at least a few hours.
So he shifted human, and he obeyed her demand to follow her until he stood close enough to feel her breath on his chest. To sense her need for him to fill the silence. Something he could and would do for her.
“You wanted me, Beautiful?”
Her hands skated over his chest and up around his shoulders, her eyes following as if amazed he stood before her. “Not past tense. Want. I want you, Alaska.”
Alaska, not Deus. Fuck, if she ever said his real name, he’d come. Right there, didn’t matter, no touches required—he’d come like a pup having his first wet dream. Instead, he growled and picked her up, his hands squeezing her ass tight as he carried her through the open door.
“I promised to fuck you,” Deus said, his voice far too deep and rough. Couldn’t help it—the woman made him an animal even in his human form.
“After you let me ride your face.”
“Beautiful, there’s no letting. I’m yours. Take what you want. All of it will be a gift to me.”
She looked so shocked, so surprised that he could want to fuck her through the floor and also let her use him for her pleasure. And he did…both. He had no problem giving up his control to her. In fact, he was pretty damn sure he’d enjoy every second of it.
“You’re too good to be real,” she whispered, as if he wouldn’t hear her. But he did, and he felt the same way about her.
“I’m real. I promise you that. Let me take care of you,” he replied, pulling her tighter against him and moving them toward the bed. “Whatever you want. Whatever you need. Give me the chance to be the one to make sure you have it.”
Deus was too far gone to know if he meant sex or love or life or a mix of all three, but he didn’t care. He’d give her the world if she let him. So he laid her down, and he crawled back between her legs. Slow caresses up and down her thighs led to her groaning and twisting, searching for more. Small licks of her pussy led to her hands in his hair, pulling and yanking him closer. Fighting for her first orgasm since they made it back to the cabin. And her second. And, with her finally sitting on his face and riding his tongue like a goddamned jockey, her third.
His cock ached, his hips thrusting of their own volition as he sought some form of release. As he listened to her come over and over again with her taste on his tongue and her scent surrounding him. So when she spun off him, falling onto her back on the mattress, he took advantage of the opportunity to roll on top of her. To settle between her welcoming thighs. To smile down at the woman the fates deemed his perfect match and get lost in the soft, sexy expression there.
“I’ll show you,” he whispered as he nudged his way inside. “I’ll prove to you I’m a good mate.”
She didn’t reply, simply held his gaze as she wrapped her legs around his hips and tugged him deeper. And fuck, was she soft. Soft and wet and so damn hot inside. He had to count in his head to keep from coming before he was all the way in. Had to focus on anything other than the feel of her to be able to move. He’d wanted to fuck her slowly, to drag his cock in and out without hurry, but she felt too good. Too swollen and welcoming. He couldn’t resist another second.
“Beautiful,” he groaned, dropping his head to her shoulder and trying hard not to buck his hips.
“Do it, Alaska. Fuck me. Doesn’t matter how. I want to feel you come. I need to see it.”
Best mate ever. He let go of his leash, thrusting hard, sliding in balls deep before pulling back out and doing it again. Beautiful groaned and hissed, clawing at his shoulders, rocking her hips in tandem with his until they were mindless, unstoppable sex machines moving together toward a similar goal. Toward completion.
Fuck, his wolf wanted to bite her.
His teeth lengthened, his mouth watering as he stared at her neck. His wolf wanted to claim their mate, to link themselves forever together. But he’d promised, so he held the beast back. Suffering from it, but not breaking his word to her. He couldn’t. They already had so much crap between them, so many diversions and slight untruths, they didn’t need something like a shattered promise to add to the pile.
But when she arched and threw her head back as she came, as her pussy clenched all around his thick cock, the temptation became too much. Way too much. His wolf shoved to the front of his mind and demanded they bite. They sink their teeth into the flesh they saw as theirs. Into the mate gifted to them, to claim her forever. He couldn’t stop himself, couldn’t feel the pulse of her pussy on him and not react to it. Couldn’t—
With power only being paired to a beast for so long could bring, Deus yanked the wolf back into his mental cage. It wasn’t enough, though. His teeth were too long, his mouth too wet. His need to bite too strong. And her neck was right there. But he’d promised her…he’d told her they could just have sex. He couldn’t let his mate down.
Groaning, focusing hard on every muscle movement required just to get through the process, Deus pulled out of the heaven that was Beautiful’s pussy. Without pause, he flipped her to her side, straddled one of her legs from behind her, and slid back inside. Pounding home, using the intensity of the workout to distract himself from everything else he wanted. From the desire pulsing through him to join them in a more permanent way. Exhausting his muscles to make the temptation go away.
Beautiful took his roughness all in stride, reaching back to grab his hip as he shoved his way inside her over and over again. Making these delicious, breathy sounds on every push. Sounds that torqued his need to come higher. And when it was his turn to fall over that edge, to feel the burn of his orgasm start in his lower belly and explode throughout the rest of his body, she dug her claws into his hip hard and pulled him tight. Not a bite but the pain felt close enough to one to settle his wolf even if only for the moment. To give him a taste of what he truly wanted.
“Mine.” He collapsed on top of her with his face buried in her neck, breathing hard. Scenting her. Her body stiffened, though. It didn’t take him but a second to figure out why—their position, his mouth so close to her neck, his breath on her skin. Yeah, he knew. Deus chuckled and ran a hand over her hip as he slid backward a few inches, just enough to move his mouth to her shoulder instead of her neck. “Relax, baby. I’m not going to bite you. I know you’re not ready for all the claiming stuff, and I’m upholding my promise. But right now?” Deus slid a hand over her hip to cup her sweet cunt. “This pussy is mine. My wolf says so, and the human side of me agrees. And we promise to take real good care of it.”
Beautiful relaxed into his hold, even rubbing against his fingers a little. Teasing herself. “If you take any better care of it than you already have, I might not walk for a week.”
“I see nothing wrong with that.” He laughed as she swatted at him, rolling her over and wrapping himself around her. As he pinned her down. As he nearly lost all control at the smile on her pretty face. Those lips would be the death of him. “You and me, Beautiful. For a few days, a week, a year, forever. We’ll work out the details. But for right now? Let’s just be us. Together.”
She nodded, and he leaned down to kiss her irresistible lips. To take advantage of their position and enjoy his access to her a little longer. The fates only knew how long he’d have her. He wanted forever, but he had a feeling he was going to have to fight her to get it.
He would, though.
He
’d fight the whole goddamned world for her.
12
Zoe came awake slowly, achy and sore but satisfied. For the most part, at least. Her wolf still had desires they hadn’t touched on. The beast loved the physicality of her mate, though. She was a tactile creature, and that craving had transferred to Zoe. Both of them liked to be touched by the people or wolves they trusted. Loved the feel of another’s skin against hers, their weight on her. Apparently, Alaska had been added at some point to that list of approved touches. Otherwise, she’d be panicking.
Alaska had her wrapped in his arms, his breath on her neck and his hard body almost covering hers. Most people might have felt stifled or uncomfortable, but she didn’t. No, instead, she only felt safe. Protected. Hell, if she was being honest with herself, she felt cared for. And wasn’t that the scariest thing ever? At least in the theory that she could come to expect it. To rely on his attention. If he left her? If he got careless with her as men tended to do? If she became accustomed to him being so sweet and kind and attentive, then she lost that? It could break her.
Her wolf issued a low growl inside her head, not liking the thought of being afraid of their mate. Of him leaving her or letting her down. The old animal remembered the past but didn’t dwell on it the way human Zoe did. She was more forgiving, her instincts telling her to trust her mate. To give herself over to him. Human Zoe wasn’t there yet.
Alaska moved, drawing her closer as if he’d heard her thoughts. As if he’d understood them and was trying to calm her frazzled nerves. His heavy thigh pushed between hers, his thick cock trapped between his stomach and her ass. The man was just so big and strong—not her usual type at all, but still the sexiest male she’d ever seen.
That might have been her wolf’s opinion, though.
He moved again, sighing in his sleep, pulling her tighter as the thigh between her legs moved higher. Moved right up against her pussy. Already wet and swollen from the night before, her flesh responded to his contact, sending sparks of pleasure shooting up into her belly. She wanted him again. Wanted him badly.
But first, she wanted to make him squirm.
Carefully, intentionally trying not to wake him, she rolled over to face him. It took some maneuvering, what with him being a human blanket and all, but she made it. She even switched legs so he could keep his thigh pressed against where she was so hot for him already. She might have even rubbed against him a little. A girl had needs—ones she knew he’d happily take care of once she was done teasing him.
Biting her lip to keep from grinning, she dragged her hand down his arm and over his hip. He moved with her, almost undulating to follow the touch. Zoe could have done that all day, watching his muscles bunch and flex as she touched him, but she had other plans. Places she wanted to touch that were far more interesting than his arm.
So she slipped her hand between them, and she wrapped her fingers around his cock. And she stroked him slow and hard with her hand squeezing him tight. Alaska growled and whined, rocking his hips into her hold, his forehead furrowing and his lips parting as he groaned. And when his eyes opened, when that ice green suddenly appeared and blazed as he took her in, Zoe finally grinned.
“Morning, handsome.” She ran her thumb over the tip of his cock before stroking faster, tugging and twisting his hard flesh.
Alaska kept thrusting into her hand, lifting his leg to press his thigh tighter against her pussy and groaning. “Fuck me, Beautiful. This is one hell of a wake-up call.”
“I’d have used my mouth, but you almost had me trapped underneath you.”
He growled again, longer this time. Louder. “I like you being underneath me.”
He proved his statement by pulling her hand away from his cock and rolling them over, spreading her wide as he nudged his way inside. As he stretched her tender flesh and made her shake with the need for more and harder and faster.
“Perfect fucking cunt,” he whispered, almost as if he didn’t want her to hear it. As if he didn’t expect to say those words out loud. Zoe dug her nails into his back and prodded his ass with her heel, groaning when he bucked harder. Sighing when he finally gave her what she wanted. A thick cock pounding inside of her as her sexy beast of a man lost control on top of her. Every thrust pushed deeper, every move so rough she had to grunt and whine to release the tension they caused. And she loved it. Loved every second of it.
“Want you to come,” she murmured in his ear, biting the fleshy lobe before practically purring. “Want to feel you dripping out of me all morning.”
“Ah, fuck, Beautiful.” Alaska jerked harder, snapping his hips and dragging her up the bed. With a growl, he grabbed her hips and flipped her over, spreading her legs and pushing her shoulders to the mattress. Ass up…doggy style. Fitting, really. And when he slammed back home, when he fucked his way inside her and hit places she hadn’t even known existed as he bottomed out, she exploded.
Shaking, keening, falling apart as he took from her, she came on his cock with her face buried in the mattress and her hands fisting the sheets. And it was good. Better than good. Pleasure rocked every inch of her, moving like a wave from her core to her neck and back down to her toes. Even her fingers tingled.
And when Alaska came, when he roared and pressed deep, holding still for a good ten seconds before rocking those last few times, she got her wish. Even with him still inside her, his come dripped down her thighs. The perfect way to start their first full day in Alaska—and Alaska’s first full day inside of her.
“Fuck.” Alaska fell onto the mattress, making the whole bed shake. Zoe grunted her agreement and dropped next to him, curling into his hold once more. Her head on his chest, her hands on his stomach. Her pussy tingling from his assault. “Best wake-up call ever.”
She grinned, unable not to. “So what’s for breakfast?”
He huffed a laugh and tugged her closer. “Give me about ten minutes, and I’ll happily have my breakfast between those thighs of yours.”
“That’s awfully one-sided. What am I going to eat?”
His lips kicked up in a cocky sort of smile. “That’s why I need the ten minutes. We can have a repeat of yesterday in the woods.”
She groaned and inched closer. “That was a lot of fun.”
“Definitely.”
But their happy bubble didn’t last—not two minutes later, his phone pinged. And then pinged again. Five times. Eight. Alaska groaned and rolled, keeping his hand on her tit as he looked at the ceiling.
“You going to get those?”
“They mean work.” He turned his head to catch her eye, a frown marring that handsome face. “They’ll mean I have things to do outside of this bed.”
She shrugged. “So we’ll do it together, and then we can come back here and do things together inside this bed again. And maybe the kitchen. The shower has possibilities.”
He growled and rolled, landing on top of her and placing a huge, wet kiss to her lips. Tongues sliding, they gripped and tugged and rubbed against one another. Teasing. Knowing they couldn’t finish what they wanted to. Not yet, at least.
Deus broke the kiss first. “You’re such a naughty girl.”
“You already knew this about me.”
“I did.” He teased the tip of his cock through her slick folds, making her gasp his name. Making her need. “What I didn’t know was how my little deviant cat burglar had a pussy that would make me lose my mind.”
She grinned and bit his lip as he came in for another kiss, releasing him when he moaned deeply. “Work, remember?”
“Fuck.” He held still, breathing hard, cock right at her entrance. Body so damn stiff as he held himself over her. As he resisted the urge to slide right inside her. “This is going to be the longest day ever.”
She ran her hands over his back, agreeing but also looking forward to teasing him. “Maybe we’ll find a closet to hole up for a few minutes. Take a break from work to have a little fun someplace the humans won’t notice.”
He jerked
back, eyes bright and face shocked. “Yeah?”
She nodded, running a single finger over his bicep. “I love the idea of having you come in my mouth in some dark, shadowy corner where we might get caught.”
He stared, not moving. Not even breathing for a good thirty seconds. “Fuck me, the fates wanted to kill me. That’s why they gave me you.” He kissed her deeply again before bounding off the bed.
“Where are you going?” she asked with a laugh, rolling to watch that amazing ass as he crossed the room.
“Phone, breakfast, work. And if I get to come inside your mouth at some point during that time, I’ll be a happy man.” He dove back onto the bed, phone in hand, but looking right at her. “And if I get to lick up every drop of you when I suck on your clit and finger you until you come, I’ll be damn near giddy.”
“Giddy?”
“Motherfucking giddy. Now get up, sweet cheeks—you can shower first. Let me deal with these calls, and then I want to feed that fuckhot mouth of yours before we start our day.”
Deus
Deus waited for his mate to run the shower before stepping outside. Wolf shifter hearing was too strong for true privacy, but the rumble of the water in such a confined space would blur out the majority of his conversation. At least, he hoped it would.
He also hoped he could keep this call short. The lure of all that naked flesh flushed and wet from the warm water called to him, but his responsibilities wouldn’t let him partake. He needed to talk to Luc, to set up the plan for the next few days, and to make sure his Alpha didn’t require more than Deus had prepared for.
He didn’t even bother looking over the text messages or listening to the voice mails that had been left, choosing instead to call Luc right away. A good plan, as it seemed his Alpha’s patience had run out.
