"Thankfully, I don't have any jealous exes to be concerned about. It's probably just everyone back home checking on me." Just as I said that my phone rang again.
I slipped from under her and crawled on my knees to get the phone I threw to the side. She saw a perfect time to give my bare ass a whack.
I turned to her with a menacing look that just made her laugh. "What? I couldn't resist." She smiled and jumped to her feet. Seeing her in her birthday suit was sexy as shit. She had tiny bruises where I marked her flesh as mine last night and a couple from gripping her. I wanted to lick each and every one of them.
"You can't lick them yet," she warned. I swear I only thought that. Her eyes opened wide. "Oh!"
"Shit, I forgot. Hunter told me that would happen."
"I can hear your thoughts?" she asked. This was all new to her. My world was so different. I hoped that she would be happy living in it or we won't make it.
"I can hear yours, too. I'm not going to hurt you ever." It seemed to be her biggest fear.
"Do all shifters communicate with their mates this way?" That was a legitimate question.
"No, just the Alphas with their human mates."
"Because we need a stronger bond than the others?" She felt inferior to the other shifter women, something I'm going to have to work on. She was my mate and will be powerful one day. I wasn't sure how long it would take for her to shift, but it was something I was going to have to tell her soon- might as well be now.
"No, it's because we have a stronger bond. It's also a way to keep you safe. As an Alpha, I have those wanting to usurp my title. They could use you as a way to get to me. Trust me. It's already happened and the next part might freak you out."
"Did she die?" Her eyes were bugging out in fear.
"No, she shifted." That was it. She had her breaking point and that was it. She looked at me as calmly as she could, but her fear was in her thoughts and her pulse.
"You don't want to shift, do you?"
"I don't know. Is that a terrible thing for me to say?"
"No, love. It's not, but … "
I don't want to lose you. I heard her thought.
"You won't. I think you need to have some time to get used to your future."
"I want to go there to visit." Visit? I almost lost my mind.
"I don't mean that I'm not going to live there with you, but I can't just pack up and leave tomorrow. It takes time to do that. So I can visit sooner, then come back to pack up my things."
"Okay, babe. That'll work." Damn, I wanted to do her so bad. My wolf was begging to be unleashed.
Smiling up at her with wicked promise, she gave me a warning, knowing damn well what I was thinking. "No, no … my wolfman. I need a shower and hopefully, learn to walk again."
"Why? I love our scent; it smells wonderful. Trust me, I've got a keen sense of smell, babe."
Waving me off, she left for the bedroom. I could hear the water and moaned as she thought about me joining her.
Damn it, woman. I could hear her giggle. After I had dealt with my phone, I was joining her.
I took a look at all the missed calls, most were from home. I laughed at the text messages.
Thanks for not shifting. ~ Gage
Married? That was fast! ~Uncle Creed
I take the lack of returned calls that you're mating. If not, you're a bitch. ~Hunter
I chuckled and called my sister first.
"Hey, what's up, jackass?"
"Gage, what the fuck are you doing answering Arabella's phone?"
"She's in the shower. She's been worried about you."
"What are you doing there when she's in the shower?"
"Well, I happen to live here."
"Have I missed something?"
"Nothing yet. You know she's not mating age and there's no guarantee that we'll be mates," Gage said with an angry growl.
"Then what is she doing there?"
"She stayed last night after she didn't hear from you. I had to talk her out of going down there."
"Well, I'm doing great down here. I'll be back in a few days. Spread the word. When I come back, I won't be alone."
"Done."
I jumped up to join my woman. I coming for you.
Not yet, she mentally teased me.
With a growl, I was in the bathroom, pulling the shower curtain to the side and giving her a devilish grin. She screeched then splashed me.
"Not going to stop me, woman." I stalked my way into her tiny shower; my body hulking over her and crowding her. With nowhere to go, she grabbed the loofa and started to torment me. I watched as she stared up at me while she rubbed the soapy sponge against her breasts, her nipples peaked and wet. My eyes were trained on the area.
I want, I want, I want, was the only thing going through my mind.
With a knowing smirk, she teased me more by trailing the loofa down her flat abs and slowly down to her pussy. Her sweet scent didn't have me on it anymore so I knew she'd already scrubbed herself and was just teasing me. I'd make her pay for it, though.
I took the loofa from her and added more soap. Scrubbing my hairy chest, I worked my way down to my ever-hard dick. I gave her a wicked grin, and she read my mind. I'd love to have her pouty lips down on my cock. Fuck.
"For you, always," she purred. I closed my eyes as she grabbed the showerhead and rinsed the soap from my dick. She gently fondled my cock like she knew what she was doing, but I could hear the nervousness in her head about pleasing me.
Damn, just the way you touched it has me about to come.
I helped her down to her knees, her eyes never leaving mine until she was face to face with my hard, bobbing cock.
She licked her lips before taking the head into her mouth.
Mine. Tastes so perfect. Mmm …
I growled, the feeling was ten times more intense with her inner thoughts.
I thought I would die from the pleasurable torture of her tongue licking the vein on the bottom side of my cock. A little pre-come jetted on her tongue and she moaned, swallowing it with pleasure.
Delicious
I grunted, gripping her long, curly, dark hair, my fingers pressing lightly against her scalp and started fucking her face. I thrust my pelvis forward, pushing my cock deeper down her throat then pulling back when she started to choke, making sure not to hurt her.
She lifted off my cock for just a moment to give my balls a nice suck before sliding her mouth over my dick again. I was done. Giving her one internal warning, I'm going to come.
She hummed and looked up at me with a smile in her eyes before pulling off just enough that my head rested on her tongue. She pumped and stroked my come out of me. The first few shots had hit the back of her throat before she milked the rest onto her tongue.
I lifted her small frame off the shower floor and planted her pussy in my face. Her back rested on the wall with her head practically to the ceiling. The animal in me needed to taste her. To consume her body. Her tiny pussy had taken a pounding from me and was a bit swollen.
My tongue lashed at her pink lips like she'd done something wrong, but I wanted her creaming on my face so damn bad. Her scent had become a craving to me; something I knew I'd never get enough of. Slipping my fingers in her wet heat, I milked her honey onto my tongue. Every drop of her taste hit me like water to a dying man. I couldn't stop lapping up her sweetness. Her cries fed my desire as I ate her out.
Her thighs clenched around my head as she shook. "Kane," she shouted. Drinking her in, I let her ride my face until she collapsed in exhaustion against the wall.
Before I knew it I was coming with her, my seed emptying onto the shower floor. I grunted with my mouth on her heat. My release took me by surprise but was fucking amazing anyway.
Once we both regulated our pulses, I wrapped us in towels and carried my mate to bed. Drying us as quickly as I could, I tossed them to the floor and wrapped her in arms. Fucking perfect.
Chapter Nine
"So, tell me. How many men have you dated?"
"What kind of question is that?"
"You're twenty years old, ridiculously stunning, and too damn perfect to not have boyfriends. Tell me how many."
"Are you going to go after them?" I wasn't going to tell her that it was a huge consideration. A man touched what was mine.
"Them," I growled.
"It was only two. One when I was in junior high. He took me to a dance and kissed my cheek."
"The other?"
I … I … I don't want …
I lifted her off her chair at the breakfast nook, sitting her on my lap. I wanted her to know that she wasn't in trouble. I couldn't mate with anyone, but she never had that issue. It burned my gut, but I couldn't do anything about it.