His Mate - Seniors, page 11
“What say I drop you on your backside?” She shot back with just enough of a scowl to make him think twice.
“What say you stop fighting this thing between us and accept that I’m not now, nor ever, going anywhere?” He raised those bushy eyebrows at her and she frowned harder.
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
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“So you’re saying I’m going to die first?” Angela didn’t know what else to do than to rib him some more.
“More than likely if you keep up with the attitude, Missy,” he grumbled another growl, but his eyes sparkled with amusement.
“I like my attitude – it keeps me sane,” Angela folded her hands on her lap and lifted her chin in defiance.
“Keeps you sane or sends everyone else around you nuts so that you appear to be the only sane on in the room?” He asked.
“That’s good too,” Angela gave a little nod.
“I’m your mate…”
“Thank you for the recap…”
“You’re welcome. And as your mate…” He pushed up to his feet and she turned her head to look up at him. “Budge over so I can sit down because that chair is like a whole damn torture chamber rolled into one.”
Lark motioned for her to do just that and she looked back at him with a certain amount of disbelief – she didn’t move a muscle as they just stared at each other…
“I feel my life ticking away…” Lark grumbled, and she snapped her head back on her neck, raised her eyebrows in surprise, but then a small smile bowed her lips and she snorted a chuckle.
“Fine…” she tried to huff but it didn’t come off, she was too busy trying not to laugh. She budged over enough so that he had some space to sit beside her on the bed. “Don’t get the wrong idea – you’ll still end up on your pride.”
She’d expected Lark to sit facing her, but the man turned and placed his backside next to hers and his back against the pillow as she pulled back a little and stared at him in disbelief…
“You want tucking in too?” She bit out.
“I’m hot stuff, sweetheart,” he shot back as he turned to look at her with a wolfish grin on his lips, and then he winked, and her eyebrows shot up towards her hairline…
“Ha!” She snorted, turning to stare ahead of her rather than look at the sexy demon in bed beside her.
She was definitely warming to him – in more ways than one.
“Nice comeback line,” he teased.
“You really don’t want to know what’s on my mind right now,” she lied again, and he could pick up on her lies in a heartbeat…
“No, you mean – you don’t want me to know what’s on your mind – me naked – me wrapped around you…”
“I feel queasy all of a sudden,” she bit out, but her cheeks flushed a bright red, and her heart danced a little jig within her chest…
“Admit it, you like me,” he said and she stayed deafly silent. “It’s why you ran away, because you knew that you couldn’t fight the overwhelming urge that you had to rip off my clothes and have your wicked way with me – all over this bedroom…”
“That nausea is definitely picking up…” she grumbled back.
“You like me – I can tell...” he reached out and placed one large weathered hand over her much smaller ones.
She felt the tingle that ran over her skin and it didn’t just happen on the outside, but on the inside too. She liked the warmth that spread from his touch, inside and out, it filled her with a sense of connection that she hadn’t felt in a very long time.
“Maybe on a frosty day in hell,” she offered back, and watched the devilishly handsome grin take his lips wide.
“Wanna mate?” he wiggled those eyebrows once more.
“No…”
“I bet I can change your mind…” he turned in the bed to look at her.
Angela didn’t say a word, although there were more than enough of them swirling within her mind to choose from. The man was like chocolate cake – the more she looked – the more she wanted it.
She didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing. Fate had picked them for each other, and now that she was thinking a little more clearly, she could see how they fitted together.
The man was pretty easy going and he hadn’t run for the hills to get away from her barbed tongue, and never would. She even had to admit that she was enjoying his company, even if he did have a hungry look about him.
“Does that involve hitting me over the head with a club and dragging me off by my hair, caveman style?”
She watched that devilish smile of his grow…
“That involves me taking you to a place where you’ve never been before.”
“The Caribbean?” She offered innocently.
“Maybe it’s best I draw you a map…” he leaned in, half expecting her to pull away and use her acid tongue to tell him to keep his distance, right up to the point where his lips met hers…
He couldn’t hold back the growl that rumbled through his chest, and she seemed to press a little closer to him as the sound of it filled the air.
Mine…
His wolf tried to push forward, and Lark pushed it right back into its cage…
Not yet old friend … he told his beast … but soon … very … very soon.
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“I’m going to bed, you can do what you want…” Sarah said back over her shoulder as she started for the stairs, and Nathan was right there every step of the way.
“I’ll come with you then,” his deep gravelly tone reached right inside of her and sparked another wave of excitement.
“Except that…” Sarah shot him a glare over her shoulder as she climbed up onto the first step, but that smile on her lips egged him on.
“That’s like a tease too far…” Nathan’s playful tone kept her off guard.
“I wasn’t teasing…” she chuckled, getting another couple of steps towards the top, and there he was, right behind her, getting a great view of her backside…
“So you meant that I could do what I wanted and I want to be with you…”
“With me?” She shot a look back over her shoulder, just as she reached the top step, and her toes caught that last stair and pitched her forwards towards the landing….
Nathan reached out and scooped her back against him before she could hit the ground. Her fingertips touched the carpet, but it was short lived … the pounding of her heart within her chest from the near fall and his arms around her wasn’t…
“With you, Sarah…” His hot breath was against her ear and her cheek and it felt like a caress to her senses. The jolt to her womb set the damn thing off again and it was making its presence known. “I want the feel of you in my arms. I want to be inside of your body…”
“Ok, hold on…” She said, but he lifted her, walked the last stair and placed her feet back down on the floor…
Then she felt his breath against her skin as he nuzzled between her neck and shoulder and took her scent. The deep rumble of a hungry growl filled the air all around them, and she felt that vibrate right through her back.
Excitement almost floored her. She inadvertently tipped her head to one side to give him a little more room, and his beast roared within him – taking that as a submission on her part…
CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
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Nathan’s lips touched her skin. He wanted more.
Her scent was all around him, her body was warm and melting back against his, and when he ran his tongue over her skin, her backside pressed against the ache of his hard length, and he groaned in desperate need for her.
He spun her within his arms. One moment; she facing away from him and the next his lips had claimed hers, and claimed they did.
She felt the hard press of the wall against her back and his hard body against the length of hers … trapped … caged with nowhere to go.
When his hands rolled down over her hips to her outer thighs and back up again, every inch of her cried out for more of his touch, she gasped in a breath against his lips and he deepened the kiss.
Nathan tasted her on his tongue once more and he fought to keep some semblance of sanity as his wolf pushed forward and sobered him a little more to what he was doing.
This was his mate. The love of his life, and he wanted her so desperately that he would have crawled naked over hot coals to have her.
His hands found the soft, round curves of her backside and he lifted her against him. A part of his mind feared that she would pull back, but when she wrapped her legs around his hips; he almost roared like the wolf.
He was hungry for more, and he knew that he would never get enough of her.
One large hand cupped the back of her head and he devoured her with hot sinful kisses that made her womb cheer. She didn’t just feel the need for him – it was clawing just under her skin like his wolf…
She was hot – like standing in the fires of hell hot – and she had the need to rip her clothes from her body. That thought slammed into the next and the image of him; stark naked above her on her bed, pressing inside of her, filling her up and stretching her around his length made her almost moan in delighted anticipation…
Nathan rolled his hips and the press of his hard length rubbed against her sex – the sound that caught in the back of her throat rang in his ears, and he had a need to hear it over and over again…
“Bed…room…” she said, breaking away from his lips and holding out an absent finger to point the way…
“Your wish is my command…” Nathan growled against her lips, collecting her from against the wall and loving the feel of her body wrapped around his like a vine…
“I’ve got a list…” her tone was smoky, and she had a wicked smile on her lips.
“We can tick it off as we go…” Nathan promised, kicking open the bedroom door and back-heeling it closed behind him as he took her to the bed.
“I wanna be naked with you…” Sarah demanded, and his growl sounded hungrier to her ears.
Nathan put her down on her feet and didn’t stop stripping the clothes from the both of them until he’d satisfied her first request. His eyes devoured her naked body and he reached for her just as she was reaching for him.
They met in the middle, crashing together like stormy waves, and his lips came down on hers as he scooped her up once more and took her onto the bed with him.
The feel of skin on skin, of hands touching, fingertips exploring; heightened the fever within the both of them. Nathan got to the point where her touch was just too potent and he caught her wrists and pushed them back on the bed on either side of her head.
It was all there within him as she looked up into his black hungry eyes. The strength, the power of the man; demanding, dominating, a true alpha in every sense of the word, and she liked it – wanted more…
As Nathan pulled back his head from another round of hot kisses, she nipped his bottom lip…
His wolf roared within him…
“Careful what you wish for…” he warned her…
“That is what I wish for,” Sarah said without even having to think about it.
It felt right.
He felt right.
“Bite…” Nathan growled the word and his heart leapt at the thought as his beast clawed within him…
Mine…
“Bond…” Sarah assured him…
That one word was a complete game changer for him. He’d planned on claiming her – marking her as his, but now…
“Really – really – don’t tease me, Sarah…” he warned her.
He needed to know that she knew what she was saying, asking, because once he’d let his wolf side out – he didn’t think wild horses could tame that beast again until she was his, forever.
“Need me to draw you a map, alpha?”
She had the wickedest smile on her lips and within her eyes that the man had ever seen, and his body responded to it; he dipped his head once more and claimed her lips – only long enough to determine that she was all in with what came next…
Nathan’s wolf was clawing to be set free, but the man needed to taste her on his tongue … everywhere. He needed to savour the moments, to savour each and every inch of her body, and he did; until he couldn’t stand the sound of her needy moans any longer, and then he devoured her sex like a starving man until she cried out with satisfaction…
Sarah revelled in the after pulses that flowed through her body as she opened her eyes to the sight of him on his hands and knees climbing up her body to rest above her, caging her beneath him as his eyes locked with hers and he devoured her with just one look…
Predator. Hunter, and she was caught…
“Still sure you want to bond with me?” His voice was so deep that she was sure the windows rattled in their frames just a little; it sent another rush of excitement shooting through her…
She went to reach up for him, but he caught her wrists and pushed the backs of her hands against the mattress. With a slow shake of his head; his eyes never leaving hers, he used his knees to nudge her legs wide for his body to settle between them…
Sarah felt the hard press of his cock against her channel and she caught her breath, held it as the pressure grew from the advance of his thick, long length stretching the satin walls that sheathed him tightly…
There was a permanent growl that rumbled deep within the vast expanse of his muscled chest, and she was more than aware of each and every hard muscle rippling beneath his skin as he slowly took her to the hilt.
Her lips had parted of their own volition and her eyes never left his hungry ones. The dark curse on his lips when he was finally buried to the hilt inside of her jolted her womb and made her want more.
It was more that she got as he started to move his hips, taking her back and forth down his length. The slick shaft rubbing against her sex and making her gasp and moan and beg for more…
Nathan slid a hand against the small of her back and lifted her backside from the bed as he curled his body over hers, taking her deeper, opening her to everything that he had to offer…
He devoured her with hungry, heady kisses until he couldn’t hold his beast back a moment longer.
Mine…
Her inner muscles had tightened around his length and he knew that she was close to release; he lifted her from the bed, seating her over his large thighs and taking her in earnest…
His hand fisted her hair and she instinctively tipped her head to one side, exposing her neck and the curve of her should to his will…
Mine…
His beast growled its claim, pushing forward and demanding to be unleashed, and Nathan allowed it. His fangs elongated, and the moment that she came undone around him; he bit down fast.
His razor sharp fangs cut deep into her flesh, and he heard her whimper at the same moment that he tasted her blood upon his tongue. His wolf roared within him – they reached for her very soul and found her right there, reaching back…
Nathan released his fangs from her flesh and savoured the last taste of her blood as he used his tongue to seal the wound into her flesh.
“Mine…” he growled against her ear, taking in the scent of their sex all around him.
He brushed his cheek against hers.
His hips still moved, but now he could feel the fever that fired his blood. The need to complete the bond. The need to find his own release and plant his seed deep inside of her womb was paramount.
Sarah cursed as he pulled out of her and turned her on the bed. His wild side was showing as he placed her down on her hands and knees and moved behind her – he thrust to the hilt and her head went back as she moaned her desire – her pleasure – and her need for him…
Nathan didn’t hold back. He pressed his hands against the curve of her hips and took her deeper, faster, than before. His thick cock ploughed inside of her, even as her inner walls started to close around him once more.
His thrusts became erratic.
The grunts that were forced from his lips became hypnotic, and every muscle within his body strained – looking for that release, tasting it, needing it more than he needed the blood within his veins or the oxygen within his lungs…
Sarah’s body practically convulsed with the orgasm that tore through her. It was so intense that her inner muscles clamped and released hard around his cock, suckling the seed right from his balls to explode deep inside of her womb with a howl from his lips that truly did rattle the windows, and everything else within the room…
Nathan thought that his muscles would snap or rip apart. He thought that his head might just explode, and his heart would just stop working within his chest at the intensity of the release that ripped through him, over and over, unending…
Wave after wave took him hard, and he curled his body over hers protectively, until he was done, exhausted, panting like a wild thing with his muscles quivering like he’d never known before, and he truly had nothing left to give…
He wrapped an arm around her and took her down to the bed with him. He settled her into the protection of his arms and wrapped his body around hers.
Safe, warm, loved, and protected.
She was his mate – for now – forever.
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
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Angela’s eyes snapped open at the sound of the mating howl that shook the whole room.
It took her no more than a second or two to realise who it was that was wrapped around her in the bed, and one more second for her to rush to panic and then have that feeling quashed by a warm sense of wellbeing and security within his strong arms…
“Relax, it’s just the alpha claiming his mate,” Lark’s deep voice sounded even sexier in the half light, and she felt the blush to her cheeks, and a heat inside of her body, stretching outwards…
“Thank God, I thought you’d rushed to a finish without me,” she snorted dryly and was rewarded with his deep chuckle that vibrated through her bones…
