“For life?” I was shocked by his words. Being his forever made my heart jump circles.
Suddenly I felt pain in my chest, but it wasn’t from me. I looked up at him and he asked with a bit of worry marring his brow, “Does that sound unappealing?”
“Not at all. It’s simply strange. I feel like I know you and yet we only met last night as we made love.”
“It’s because you were meant for me,” he growled before taking my mouth with his.
Once he pulled his mouth away from me, he set me down on my feet to start the shower. I felt the loss of his touch immediately. Something strange was happening to my body, so I asked him what he knew about it.
“I don’t know if what I’m feeling is real or just in my imagination…”
He stopped me right there. “Don’t say you don’t feel anything for me, please don’t. I won’t be able to handle it.”
“That’s not what I was going to say at all. Hunter, I feel like I can sense your emotions as though they’re my own. Your worry and pain, I just felt it.”
“Really? I don’t know if I can sense your emotions. All I feel is a bit of worry and a shit ton of fucking happiness. Try to get mad at me.”
“You’re a man, that should be easy,” I teased. I narrowed my eyes at him and thought of him with another woman. My heart started to break. Please don’t break my heart, I thought to myself, and suddenly I was pinned to the bathroom counter.
With a growl he uttered, “I will never betray you, Catherine. Wolves are monogamous. Don’t be jealous because you are my world. No one, and I mean no one, can change that. Not even will our pups take my heart from you.”
“You could feel my jealousy and pain?”
“I felt your pain like it was my own, and I swear I heard your thoughts.”
“If you could hear my thoughts what would I be saying right now?”
“I could have sworn I heard you say, ‘Fuck me, Hunter.’”
“Oh my goodness, you can read my thoughts,” I laughed with embarrassment because it was damn close to what I was thinking. “Has this happened to you before?” I asked.
“Nothing that we shared has ever happened to me before.” How do I admit that I was a virgin?
“A virgin?”
“You can read my thoughts, too?”
“I guess so, but how is that possible?”
“I don’t know. I never heard of mates being able to communicate like that.”
“That’s not what I was talking about. How could you still be a virgin?”
“I could ask you the same! But, as it happens, all mates are pure. We have to wait until we find our mate before we can actually fuck. I could jerk off, but I didn’t have anyone to jerk off to until you entered my dreams six months ago.”
“That’s cool! So how about we shower?” I said suggestively.
“Not right now, I want you right where you are,” he rumbled.
He stepped back and turned me around, pressing my belly against the cool edge. Roughly he parted my thighs with one of his. I watched as he looked at me through the large mirror in front of us. Then I read his thoughts. Mine. You’re mine, Catherine.
I responded back without speaking. Always yours, Hunter.
Without taking our eyes off each other, he pushed his way into my wet pussy. His pleasure was mine and it seemed to only make it more intense. I was already shaking as I watched us in the mirror while he rutted into me from behind. It was so sexy, the way he gripped my hips, his teeth biting his lower lip. So fucking sexy, Cat. Touch your tits, he commanded. With an eagerness to please him, I squeezed on to both of them as he supported my body. Mashing them together and teasing my nipples, I parted my lips and gave out a deep sigh, sending him into his orgasm. The feel of his ecstasy brought about my own. His heart was pounding so hard I was worried something was wrong. I’m fine my love. My heart just beats faster than a human’s.
He didn’t pull out of me when he lifted my face to his for a kiss. Instead, he just lifted me higher up his body and drove up into my pussy, and with a growl whispered, “I’m not done with you yet, my mate.”
“Goodie!” I looked into the mirror and realized how small I was compared to him. My knees rested on the counter as he kissed my neck and pumped into me. I could still see some of his chest and arms and his massive thighs as he worked my body into surrender.
I cried out as he fucked another orgasm out of my body. Then I felt his fangs dig into my flesh, piercing my skin, and the euphoria of his bite. This time it was magnified, like I could feel it as he was. My body shook with such immense pleasure and my legs weak, his grip on my waist and chest was the only thing keeping me up.