Her Guardian Werewolf(5)

"But your back."

"I have confidence you can avoid hurting me. I'll be fine." She lifted up and then slammed down on his cock. "I want you."

Chase growled and kissed her hard. He delved right into her mouth and  devoured her. His control was breaking; she could feel it in his shaky  movements.

The kiss went on until she had to break away to catch her breath. His eyes were dilated and he was hard under her.

"There's no going back if we do this. The bond is permanent."

"I don't care. I want you, and I know you want me. I feel your heart  racing. Your body is shaking with a need that matches mine."

Without a word, Chase stood, lifting her with him and he strode to a set  of stairs. He carried her wrapped around his waist. "You have exactly  two minutes to change your mind if you're going to."

Instead, she buried her face in his neck and sucked his flesh into her  mouth. She bit him lightly and then kissed him. He tasted good.

He shoved a door open and set her on her feet. She didn't need to be  told. She stripped the rest of her clothes off and stood before him.

He glanced at her, and without a word he tore his clothes off. She  gasped when she saw his body. It was perfect. He was toned, and she  trailed her eyes down his sculpted chest. He wasn't as hairy as she  thought, but there was a trail she followed down until she saw his  erection. He was large and ready. She walked toward him not feeling the  least bit self-conscious. It didn't really faze her that she stood naked  in front of a man. The way he looked at her, like he wanted to worship  every inch of her, erased any fears she might have had.                       
       
           



       

She stood in front of him and wrapped her small hand around him. He was  hot and jumped at her touch. Sliding her hand up she squeezed the tip  and he sucked in a breath.

"You're not changing your mind?"

"No. I want you, Chase, more than I've ever wanted anyone in my entire life."

"Good, because I need you." He grabbed her hand and led her to the bed,  but he climbed on and lay on his back. "Come ride me, baby."

She gulped, and crawled onto the bed. She'd never really been  comfortable on top, but she climbed over him and gasped when his cock  rubbed against her. The slightest touch was all it took and she was  ready for him. Leaning down, she kissed him and nibbled his lip before  licking across it. He opened his mouth and she slid her tongue inside  and kissed him with everything she had. He pulled her over him and she  lifted up. When she felt him at her entrance, she lowered down his cock.  She gasped and pushed down to take more of him inside of her. Nothing  had ever felt so good, so right.

When she was flat against him she rocked her body on his, slowly. He  tensed and she could tell he wanted to take control, but he held back.  It was sweet. She picked up her pace and smirked. "Touch me, Chase."

His eyes glazed over, but he ran his finger over her clit. Her body  shook, and she rode him faster and harder. The faster he rubbed, the  faster she went. She was so close. He cupped her breast with his other  hand, and when he leaned up enough to suck her nipple into his mouth,  she came hard. He bit her nipple and she convulsed around him.

In a movement too fast, she was flipped on her back under him. He sunk  his large canine teeth into her neck, marking her as his. She screamed  out her orgasm and dug her nails into his back as he came inside of her.  He pumped in her fast and hard, his movements less controlled. He  pulled back, licked her neck, and roared. When he looked down at her,  his eyes were gold, and his canines were elongated. And at that moment,  she'd never seen anything sexier.





Chapter 7

A week later, and no one had found Skye's brother. She wasn't surprised,  but the guys were getting frustrated. She'd met the whole pack and each  one of them treated her like family. Chase was possessive and  protective. He was perfect, and each day she fell more in love with him.  Not that she'd told him. She was worried he would think it was too  soon. They'd completed the bond and spent the next three days in bed.  Never before had she been so thoroughly loved.

She washed the glass and smiled to herself. Chase came behind her and  kissed her neck. "Hey, baby. Jesse's here. He has some news for us."

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute." Life was good. She wasn't worried  about the thugs, and had fallen in love with the cabin. She had no  problem staying there. She'd lost her job, but she hated it anyways.  When Joey's shit was taken care of, she'd find a new job, hopefully one  she actually likes.

She walked into the living room and smiled at Shawn and Jesse. They were  big teddy bears. Both of them treated her like she was their baby  sister. "Hey," she said, but her smile fell when she saw the look on  Jesse's face. "What's going on?"

"Sit down, sweetheart," he said, and she didn't argue.

Chase sat next to her and held her hand. She was starting to panic.

Jesse and Shawn sat across from her, and Shawn pulled out a picture,  holding it out to her. She took it hesitantly and gasped. Tears filled  her eyes and she dropped the photo on the ground. It was Joey, and  someone had beaten him to a pulp. "He's not alive, is he?"

"I'm afraid not. He was like that when we finally tracked him down in a  shitty Vegas motel," Shawn said. He grasped her hand. "I'm sorry, Skye."

She shook her head. "I knew one day this would happen. The way he lived his life only promised to lead to this outcome."

"Now what is she going to do? Mickey is going to want his debt paid off regardless, and she has a week left?" Chase asked.

"We're going to pay it off. The pack has discussed it. You're family now, Skye, part of the pack, and we take care of ours."

She cried softly and shook her head. "It's too much; I'll never be able to pay you back."

Jesse knelt in front of her, taking her hands, and Chase leaned back.  "Sweetheart, we aren't asking you to pay it back. Just love and accept  us as family. Be a mom to Chase's pups. Not every family is like the one  you're used to."

She sobbed and nodded. Jesse leaned in and kissed her cheek before  whispering, "You're the best thing to happen to Chase and the rest of  the pack."                       
       
           



       

Pulling back, Jesse blinked away a tear, and she smiled. They were so  sensitive. She nodded. "Fine, but there has to be something I can do  that's useful around here."

Shawn laughed. "Well, the rest of the pack has been dying to try some of your famous pot roast."

"I can handle that."



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That night she and Chase had dinner, and then he dragged her to their  room. Rose petals were scattered everywhere, and candles lit her path.  The room was bathed in the light with soft music in the background. He  pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her. She tipped her head  back and smiled at him. "I love you, Chase," she said and her eyes  widened. Skye hadn't meant to say it, but everything was perfect. She'd  never imagined meeting a man like him.

His lips curled up into a small smile. "It's about time," he said and kissed her. "I love you too, baby."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and he lifted her from the ground.  Automatically, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to  bed, and that night he made love to her, telling her how much she meant  to him, and how much he couldn't wait to make her his wife. Before she  fell asleep, he asked her to marry him, and slid his grandmother's ring  on her finger. It wasn't huge, but it was pretty and perfect.

"Of course I'll marry you," she said, and smiled.

He kissed her and laughed. "I never thought the day would come. We don't find our mates easily."

"You're perfect, Chase, and I am so glad I ran into you."

"Me too," he replied.



She shot out of bed and looked at the door. Someone was pounding on the door. Chase jumped out of bed and opened the door.

Jesse walked in with danger in his eyes. "They've got Shawn. Guess they want to switch our wolf for Skye."

She gasped. "Yes, trade. You have to get Shawn back. This is my fault."

Jesse glared down at her. "No, it's not. It's your brother's fault, and  we are not trading you. Shawn will be fine. He's probably pissed as  shit, but fine nonetheless. We're going to pay Mickey tomorrow and take  him back. Once he gets his money, he'll back off."

"But he's going to hurt Shawn, isn't he?"

Jesse gritted his teeth. "He already has, but Shawn's one of our toughest. I'm more concerned with him seeking revenge."

Chase nodded. "He should have his revenge. I still want to get my hands on the thug who hurt her."