Mating Kendra Page 13

  She drew in a sharp breath and moaned when his mouth covered first one turgid nipple and then the other. Lifting her arms, she cupped his head, drawing him closer, holding him against her.

  “God, I love the way you talk. I love your rich baritone, the way it touches me so deeply in places I barely knew existed. I love the way you talk to me in that hot, sexy voice of yours.”

  Galen cupped the back of her head, his fingers tangling in the long red length. Fisting her hair, he tilted her head back, his lips trailing from her mouth to the shell of her ear, his beard brushed against her skin, giving it a light tickle.

  Liquid heat pooled in her middle. Shivers of delight ran up and down her spine as he sucked her earlobe into his mouth while his thumbs thrummed the hardened tips of her breasts.

  Kendra’s stomach clenched hotly. Her stomach and inner muscles tightened and released in the same rhythm. Moving with slow precision, his large hand skimmed down the curve of her rear, cupping her and drawing her ever closer. She whimpered at the feel of the length of his straining cock pressing against her.

  Galen was moving slowly, savoring every kiss, every caress, although she wanted him to lose control and take her. He needed to assure that there could be no regrets in the morning which she could blame on the heat of the moment.

  “Tell me you want me,” he said against the curve of her throat and Kendra groaned. He trailed kisses from the corner of her mouth, down her jaw to her throat. He gently nipped her with his teeth. “Tell me.” He arched into her, his heavy erection pressing sensuously against her lower stomach.

  “I want you, Galen. God, I want you. Don’t just kiss me, make love to me.”

  “I won’t be able to stop myself from claiming you. My wolf demands it. If we do this, there’s no going back.” He raised his head, the heat of his gaze moving over her breasts, his breath coming in labored pants. “Tell me you want this.” It wasn’t a demand, but a plea.

  KENDRA FOUGHT THE URGE to cross her arms over her breasts as she stood before him half-exposed while he still wore all his clothes. It made her feel decadent, wanton. Mostly, it made her feel sexy.

  He stood before her, his hands cupping her breasts as he stared down at the hardened buds of her nipples while his thumbs brushed over the diamond hard peaks. With a groan, he lowered his head, taking first one, then the other into the heat of his mouth, suckling, and nipping until her legs almost gave out.

  Bending, he picked her up and carried her to the bed setting her gently on the bedspread. Galen’s hands skimmed down over her waist, resting at the waistband of her jeans.

  Looking up, he met her gaze for a moment before lowering his head to her stomach, his tongue laving her navel. “Tell me you want this.” He whispered again.

  He wasn’t giving her an out. Kendra must answer his question or he wouldn’t finish this and more than anything, Kendra wanted Galen to finish what they had started. She needed him to finish it.

  Kendra held his smoldering stare as his chin rested on her hip. His fingers casually played with the button on her jeans but didn’t release it. He grasped it idly. She held her breath momentarily as he kept her gaze ensnared with his silent question. Her body heated, melting for him.

  “I want you, Galen. I want this.” She shook her head as she answered. “But I’m not sure I can promise you forever.” She swallowed thickly. “I don’t know if I can commit to something more right now. What if you decide you don’t want me later?” Her vision blurred, and she blinked the tears of frustration from her eyes. “I can’t give you my heart, yet. I barely know you.”

  “You’re right,” Galen said, his tongue swirling in her bellybutton. “We don’t know each other. Not really. But, my wolf knows you. He knows that you’re my mate—our mate. But there’s one thing you’re forgetting. I know you’re the one for me. I know you have doubts, but I do not. I’ve already told you wolves mate for life. Once we do this, I will never leave you. I can promise you that.”

  Was that what she wanted? Sure, she’d been so alone the past few years, but was she really ready to give up her freedom and spend her future with just one man? She looked down at Galen. Eyes like molten silver, stared up at her. His chin still rested on her hip, his breath fanning over her stomach.

  “I know the fates have drawn us together, but this is not just my decision to make.” He kissed her belly and started to pull away.

  “I—I want this. I want you,” Kendra blurted the words out before she could over analyze it and change her mind. “The other part of me—” She paused and licked her lips. “My wolf wants you. She knows she needs you more than I can comprehend.” She smiled a bit nervously. “Maybe the rest of me will follow suit in time.”

  She hoped so. The last thing she wanted was to tie herself to a man she couldn’t love, but she couldn’t resist Galen. Something about him drew her to him and she needed him on a visceral level.

  Galen flicked the button on her jeans free, lowered the zipper, and pulled them down, taking her red lace thong with them. “As long as you’re sure.” He stood and pulled off his clothing in what seemed like one smooth motion and climbed back onto the bed, pushing her legs apart.

  Kendra stared up at him as he moved over her. Her body grew moist, and heavy with need. He didn’t touch her but held her in place with nothing more than his smoldering expression.

  She stared up at him, her focus moving from his perfect face to his broad shoulders, from his thick arms, down to his sculpted stomach. Her eyes widened as he lowered himself to kiss each knee and lick his way up her legs to the apex of her thighs. She gasped when he lowered his head, his hot breath caressing her thighs, gently wafting over the downy curls.

  “You’re so beautiful, my mate,” he said against her moist heat before giving her a long, slow lick. His tongue pushed between her labia, circling her clit. Her body stiffened, and she arched up off the bed with a cry as she went up in flames.

  After what seemed like forever, Galen lifted his head and gave Kendra a slow smile. The center of her chest ached, and her heart pounded in her ears as he crawled over her, kissing his way up her spent body. Her breath caught in her throat as he sucked first one, then the other nipple into the warmth of his mouth, biting gently, before stroking away the slight sting with his velvet tongue.

  Reaching down, he pulled her leg up over his hip, the palm of his hand sliding over her thigh to palm the cheek of her ass. The length of his erection slid over her leg, resting against her damp opening.

  “Tell me again,” he demanded before his mouth took hers in another passionate kiss.

  “I want you.” Kendra, thrust her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer, deepening their kiss. “I need this. I need you.”

  For the first time, she realized that she really did need Galen. Something inside her burned for him. A few weeks ago, she’d been content to live out her life alone. Though she had always loved children and desperately wanted a family, she had always assumed she would never have one of her own and that had been fine with her—at first. It was one of the main reasons she’d become a teacher.

  But over the last few years she’d wanted a child of her own. A little girl or boy who she could nurture, hold and love. Someone to share her life with, even if she couldn’t share it with a man.

  Yet now, Kendra couldn’t even imagine a life without Galen in it and, suddenly, it seemed possible that she would spend her life with him as her husband, mate or whatever. Surely that would include children, wouldn’t it?

  Did she dare dream that she could share her life with him, that she would be able to have their children and be a part of something bigger than being just someone else’s child’s school teacher?

  Was it just her biological clock ticking that made her look at this gorgeous man as the future father of her children or was it something else, something primal, like instinct? Animal instinct. Whatever it was, she ached for Galen to finish this.

  “Make love with me, Galen. Do it now.” Kendra’
s head tossed on the bed as he continued to feast at her breasts, the coarse hair of his short beard brushing her skin, inflaming her flesh. She arched her body up off the bed, thrusting her hips up into him. Nothing mattered anymore but having his long, thick length deep inside her. It came as a complete surprise to realize she wanted that more than she had ever thought possible.

  “Get on your hands and knees,” he said, his words half-plea, half-demand as he helped her turn over onto her stomach.

  Kendra rose up on her knees, her hips in the air. She pressed her forehead into the mattress, as he probed her entrance with his thick fingers. “Please,” she begged as she bucked back against him. “Do it. Do it now.”

  She almost sobbed with relief when he finally pressed the thick head of his cock against her opening. It burned a little, because it had been a long time for her and he was larger than any man she had ever seen, but that didn’t stop her from pushing back against him, in her hurry to have him seated deep inside her.

  “Not so fast, sweetheart,” Galen said, his breath coming in short pants. He held her hips in a tight grip, refusing to let her impale herself on his massive erection. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “I don’t give a damn,” Kendra said with a growl. She actually growled! “Just take me now!”

  Chapter Twenty-five

  Galen stared down at the woman he loved more than life itself and closed his eyes. After searching for his mate for so many years, he had assumed he would forever be a lone wolf. The one who had never found his mate, no matter how long he searched for her.

  In a matter of a few days, this woman had become his love, his life, his reason for living. He stared down at her flushed face as she turned her head and tried to look back at him. The way she felt in his arms was exquisite and he loved the way her tight flesh gripped his cock as he slowly mounted her.

  Moving slowly was a priority now. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her. She was the one woman in the world that he would ever give his heart to. No matter what else happened, he would manage to hold onto his control long enough to do this right. He had to. Galen knew he must deny her demands just long enough to stretch her fully before he gave in to their wolves’ need to mate hard and fast.

  Though, at the moment, he was more animal than man, Galen realized he must hold onto that thin thread of control because he would never forgive himself if he harmed her in any way.

  Jake, their Alpha, Bastien, and the pack counsel had sent him to protect this woman from someone forcing on her, exactly what she wanted from him. He would be damned if he would be the one to take her so roughly this first time.

  He was aware that this might not be the first time she had indulged in sex, and frankly, he didn’t give a damn one way or the other. He wasn’t a virgin. It would only be arrogant and sexist to expect his mate to be one. However, this was her first time as a shifter, and with him. He refused to make their first time together anything but spectacular.

  “Give me a minute, hon. I need to gather my control.” He also needed to gather his wits, but he didn’t admit that. It seemed as though most of them had gone packing as soon as she had begged him to mate her. Instinct was the only thing keeping him going, at the moment—well, that and his hard-earned control.

  “I don’t want your restraint, damn it! I want you inside me. Now! I need you now. Give it to me!”

  Her words inflamed his wolf, daring him to give her just what she asked for, but his human side knew better. She needed preparation whether or not she realized it, and he was determined that Kendra would get it, regardless of what she thought she needed. She might not thank him for it, but he had heard too many stories of mates who couldn’t control the mating heat and coming together too quickly. It never ended well. It usually resulted in at least one of the pair needing medical care. And it was usually the female.

  “I want this just as much as you do, Kendra, but I won’t last if we rush it.” That was an understatement. This waiting was almost as much for him as it was for her. He needed time to regain control. He felt every inch of her tight sex milking him as he slowly pushed himself deeper and deeper. Just the act of first penetration was almost enough to drive him over the edge. “I have to go slowly. You’re so tight, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

  She was tight. In fact, her inner muscles had clamped down on him so hard it was as though she was strangling the first two or three inches of his cock. Jaw clenched, Galen pressed forward another inch and she was shrieking beneath him. He would have stopped, certain that he was ripping her inside, had she not put words to her screams.

  “Hurry up. Please! I can’t stand this anymore. I need to feel you inside me.”

  Galen took a deep breath, relieved that he wasn’t harming her and then grinned down at her back. He caressed her ass cheeks with the palms of his hands. He was glad that Bear had put them on the top floor. There was no doubt in his mind that had they been on a lower floor, everyone would have heard her screams.

  Pulling out a bit, he pushed back in, working himself slowly deeper and deeper amidst her screams as she begged him to please hurry. She truly wanted it rough.

  Closing his eyes, Galen said a little prayer of thanks that he’d held onto his control at least long enough to seat his thick length inside her.

  “Okay, sweetheart. I’m in.” He breathed a relieved sigh as he held her in place. Her muscles clenched around him, milking him as he held himself still. His lower stomach rested against the creamy globes of her perfect ass and he could only stare down at the wonderful woman that he would call mate from this day forward and thank the gods for giving him this precious gift.

  I don’t know what I have ever done to deserve her, but I will spend the rest of my days being worthy of her and making her happy.

  Taking a deep breath, Galen gathered up what was left of his control, hoping that holding it tight would make this last beyond the next minute or two.

  “Are you ready, love?” he asked as he stared down at the miracle that was his mate.

  “I’ve been ready,” she complained, and wriggled in an attempt to get him to move. “Ram that thing into me, already, damn it!”

  “You’re so demanding, my love.” He leaned down and kissed her between the shoulder blades. “Hold on to something, baby,” he said as he began a slow withdrawal from her clasping sheath. “Things are about to get rough.”

  “IT’S ABOUT DAMNED TIME,” Kendra said with another wolf-like growl, still surprised her that she could make that kind of noise. It would probably always startle her. People shouldn’t be able to growl like a real animal. “Stop talking and show me what you can do with that club you call a penis.”

  She didn’t want to admit it aloud, but he had been right. Now that he had his beautiful erection seated inside her, she realized that he would have damaged her insides had he done what she asked and just rammed his massive shaft into her the way she’d demanded.

  What had come over her? When had she become so shameless? Never before had she ever begged or demanded anything from her lovers. Her encounters had been nice, normal...human.

  Her face burned with mortification as she recalled her senseless demands that he thrust into her hard and fast. What had come over her to make her act so out of character? Was it her wolf? Had becoming a werewolf female made her some sort of crazed nymphomaniac?

  Every question, every thought she had disappeared, as though they were dandelion fluff in a windstorm when Galen slowly rocked backward. His cock drew across every sensitive nerve ending inside her. Kendra could feel every ridge, every little bulge and dip of his hard cock rubbing against muscles and nerves she had never known she possessed as he withdrew.

  Her muscles rippled, clamping down on his erection as though trying to hold him in place. She fisted her hands in the comforter and braced herself for his possession, ready to give as good as she got.

  One thing was certain, if their sex life got no better, just this would be enough. Just this closeness was eno
ugh to fill all the empty places inside her that she hadn’t even known she had until now. It was odd how Galen had managed to fill even the smallest empty space in her heart. How had he done that when she hadn’t even realized those empty places existed before now?

  Until this moment in time, she had never realized how alone she had been. She had never known how much she had really wanted and needed someone in her life until the connection between them took hold and bound them together.

  When Galen took her by the hips, pulling her back as he thrust forward, Kendra almost felt reborn. Something burst inside her. Some strange force filled her to overflowing, and she was certain she would explode.

  Her chest ached as though her heart expanded. It was as though hundreds of thin tendrils of ethereal ribbon drifted between them, from the center of his chest and into hers, inextricably linking them together. Kendra’s mind opened up to the possibilities that perhaps things could be different and better as a shifter. Her perception of life, of love, had changed. Even her vision had changed as the comforter and headboard took on some strange ethereal glow.

  Lifting her head, she tried to look back at Galen, but the walls and furniture drew her attention. Everything, even Galen had the same strange glow about them. It was almost as though everything had auras and she could see them.

  Again, Galen withdrew only to ram himself deeper inside her. His continued thrusts drove her to the edge of ecstasy. It was as though she stood at the brink of a great abyss, frightened to fall, only to find that in the great expanse where she thought there was nothing, she found a pleasure beyond any she had ever experienced before.

  Kendra dove over the edge of the great chasm with a scream. Stiffening, she arched her back, her body meeting his, thrust for thrust, as every powerful surge took her deeper into one climax after another.