Wolfe’s den(17)

“My love, I could feel your ecstasy, and it amplified mine,” Hunter whispered in my ear before taking me into the shower.

Soaping up his hands he started washing my body. I tilted my head onto his chest, absorbing the feel of his touch on me. I don’t know how we’ll ever be able to keep our hands off each other.

“I know, my love. I can’t wait to be in you again,” he whispered as he started scrubbing my hair. “Damn it,” he growled.

“My phone is ringing again,” he grumbled with a shake of his head.

“You can hear it?” I asked, turning toward him and letting the shower rinse my hair.

“Wolf, baby.” he said with a smirk. That smile was a lady bits’ killer.

“Oh, duh,” I said lightly slapping my forehead. I didn’t like him thinking I was absentminded. I’d spent the last six months feeling like a mindless zombie.

“Hey, babe, this is all new to you. Soon you’ll get used to it,” he replied, answering my unspoken concern. I watched as he grabbed the bar of soap and started scrubbing his chest muscles. The water darkened the hair on his chest, making it look thicker. Hunter Grey was a delicious specimen.

Trying to shake off his involuntary effect on me, I hissed, “Well, let’s hurry then. Unless you plan on leaving me here?”

His expression changed; he looked at me like I was out of my mind, but I felt his worry. “Hell no! You’ll be with me. Think of me as your permanent shadow.”

“But you have to work,” I countered. I didn’t want to get in the way of his job.

“What did I just say?” he bellowed.

Feeling his power without the outward display of dominance, I responded meekly, “You’re my shadow.”

“Yes, I am. I’m also your mate,” he said gently, tipping my chin to look into his eyes. I knew he understood I was taken aback by his inner strength.

“Do all mates stay together all the time?” I asked. Didn’t they want time apart?

“No, but you’re not one of us. I need to make sure you’re safe. As a human you’re not as strong as any of the females or even a weak teen pup,” he choked out, clearly the thought frightened him.

“Oh. Will people hate me?” I asked with worry.

Wow, I felt the violent anger consume him for a moment before he regained his composure. “If anyone says anything about you they’ll be looking for a new pack or buried.”

I pressed my hand on his chest, partly because I wanted to touch him again, but also because he needed to calm down. “Sticks and stones, Hunter. You don’t have to do that if someone insults me.”

He looked down at me with a sweet smile, making me all warm inside. “Yes, I do. Catherine, something I didn’t tell you was that I’m the Alpha. My word is the end all. The only ones that ever get away with giving me shit are Chloe and Gage, and that’s because they’re my siblings.”

I couldn’t believe he was the Alpha, but it explained a lot. They did everything he said, and that one guy called him Al by accident earlier. I wondered if I needed to toe the line, too. “What about me?”

“I want you to do what I say—always, but I can’t guarantee we won’t argue. All I ask is that you don’t do so in front of others. We need to maintain a united front as the Alpha couple.”

“You’re the Alpha. I must be a lucky girl,” I admitted. I was feeling a little intimidated.

He turned off the shower and reached for a towel, wrapped it around me, and said in all sincerity, “No, love. I’m the lucky one. I’m thirty-two and have been waiting for my mate the past seven years.”

“We’re both lucky then,” I admitted. The moment he walked into the room yesterday all the fear and worry about my future seemed to disappear. I knew we belonged together and all would be right.

“Come on, let’s get dressed before I do you again,” he growled, rushing us out of the bathroom towel drying his short black hair.

Pity, I could do with another fix, I thought completely forgetting that he could read my thoughts.

“Fuck it,” he snarled, pushed me against the wall, dropped down to his knees in front of me, and lifted me up onto his shoulders. I barely took a breath before he started lapping at my pussy. I tossed my head back and ran my hands through his hair, clawing at his scalp. I felt how much he enjoys eating my pussy and all I can think about is wanting to suck him off.

I heard him let out a low growl. Damn it, love. I’m already leaking on the floor here. I want your lips wrapped around my cock.

His thoughts set me off and I screamed out harshly, cumming and shaking from his pussy devouring. He just let me down off his shoulders but instead of standing, I dropped to my knees. His blue eyes blazed; he knew what I wanted and I knew what he wanted. Luckily it was the same thing.