“However we want it to work,” he said as he smoothed her wild curls away from her face. “Just let it happen, sugar. Don’t overthink it.”
She smiled at him shyly, and he could barely believe that this was the same woman who’d been ready to attack in a jealous rage back at the restaurant. He cuddled her closer. She was the perfect mix of strong, confident, sensible, protective, wild, and demure, and he couldn’t think of a woman more perfect to be his mate.
“You think I’m perfect?” she asked with a mischievous smile. He released her, stepped back, and grinned that she’d heard his thoughts. Even the mating link was building exactly as it should. If there were ever any doubt that she was meant to be his mate, that alone wiped it all away.
“Yes, sugar, I think you’re perfect. So does my wolf.”
“How does that work exactly?” She blushed as he leaned into the shower and turned on the taps. Once the water was the perfect temperature he eased her under the warm flow and stepped away to remove his own clothes. She watched him undress, and he was a little amused that she had difficulty keeping her gaze above his waist. “I mean, you guys talk about your wolf like it’s a separate entity. Almost like you’re possessed or something.”
Surprised by her observation, he stopped and thought about it for a moment. “I suppose we do talk about our wolves that way, but they’re not a separate entity. More like a different side of our personalities.”
“So, I’m going to, what? Develop a split personality disorder now?”
He shucked off his pants and stepped into the shower with her. “No, smart-ass,” he said with a laugh in his voice as he landed a playful slap on her bottom. “You’ll understand what I mean once you’ve been through the change yourself. The way we think in wolf form is more elemental, more primitive than when we’re in human form, so we tend to think of it as a different side to ourselves. But it is still us. We’re still only one person. We just have two physical forms.”
“Okay,” she said, obviously willing to take his explanation at face value. That was another thing he loved about her. She wasn’t just blindly following or blindly fighting them, but rather making up her own mind and reserving judgment on things she didn’t yet understand. “You know that thing you said in the restaurant…” She hesitated, but didn’t look away. “Um, could we try that now?”
He grinned. “You mean the part where I said you need to fuck me hard and long?”
She nodded, her grin now matching his own. “I think that’s how you put it, yes.”
“Absolutely.” Without giving her a chance to change her mind, he lifted her against the cold tiles and rammed his cock deep into her pussy. Barely able to breathe at the incredible sensation of his mate’s gorgeous body wrapped around his erection, Xavier stilled. His control weakened further when her warm, wet pussy muscles fluttered around him, caressing his cock as she clung to him, panting just as hard as he was.
“Holy shit,” she said in a voice filled with wonder. Just pressed together, holding each other, their bodies reacting to the contact without their obvious thought or control was the most incredible feeling he’d ever encountered.
“Andrea,” he said on a ragged sigh, his wolf side demanding he claim her, urging him to bite her, to officially make her his mate. He held still a moment longer, imprinting the memory, savoring the unexpected closeness he felt to Andrea already.
But then his need took over, and he slid out carefully, thrusting back in urgently, unwilling to be apart, needing to be inside her. She clung to him, her arms shaking, her legs wrapped around him, her thighs squeezing him with werewolf strength.
He did it again. Sliding out of her slick channel only to thrust back in harder. Again and again, he moved away, each thrust more powerful, each withdrawal and return more urgent. He moved his hands, trying to cushion her against the cold tiles as he fucked her harder, faster, deeper.
She cried out, her need overwhelming them both as her muscles quivered around him. Her orgasm burst, her entire body shaking in his arms as he took her even harder. His own climax boiled in his belly, his mouth opening over her shoulder, his teeth elongating, his wolf side urging him to claim her.
He licked her skin, his sense holding on by a thread as his balls drew up, and his groin tingled. A moment later orgasm burned through him. Pulse after pulse of hot seed spurted from his cock, filling his mate, sealing his future. Even without claiming her, she was his, his and Isaac’s and Daegan’s, and they would never let her go. He pulled her closer, turned them around so that he leaned against the tiles and she lay against him.