She’s as helpless against this as I am. Something bigger than us is pulling us together.
She is destined for me, forever, and this only makes it official.
“Are you ready?” I query. I want to ask if she’s sure I am what she wants. Once we cross this line, there’s no going back. I’m hers, and no matter where she goes in this world after, I will follow. Even if she doesn’t want to admit it or is scared of it, I see the knowledge in her eyes. The knowledge that this is more than sex or fucking.
This is forever.
This is mating.
Alejandra
Are you ready?
I stare into those glowing wolf eyes belonging to the man poised between my legs and know that I am. I’ve never felt like this, with all these intense emotions filling me. Slate would never take me if I wasn’t certain. He has gone out of his way to make sure I’m comfortable and enjoying every second, and I want my first time to be with him.
I don’t know what’s to come for our future, but here, right now, I want him. I want to feel the magic and power held in his human form, to have him inside me under the bright sun. To, for once, not worry about what is appropriate, what is expected…and just feel.
Live.
Take something for myself.
Take him.
Something in me warns that this is more than a passing fling, but would that really be such a bad thing? I’ve left my old life behind, and Slate feels like my new one, my future. We can figure everything else out together. For now, I want to bask in his body, in his power and magic, and let the goddess guide me where she may.
“Yes.”
He seals it with a gentle kiss. I can still taste the sweetness of my release on his tongue. It should embarrass me, but I’m finding that the raw, feral passion this wolf displays reaches inside of me and drags out my own feelings I’ve hidden below a shining, perfect, ladylike façade. And his words? They set me alight, as if he reached down, saw all my darkest hidden desires, and then voiced them unashamedly.
I can feel his hardness against me, his length so thick and full I don’t know how he will fit, but I’m giving myself over to him. I already have with my pleasure, and now with my body.
I trust him.
I shudder out a breath, clenching almost as he presses in slightly, and he kisses me again. “Relax, baby, it will feel good, just like my fingers… You’ll be so full. So fucking tight around me.” His dirty words have me gasping, so he slips further inside me. I close my eyes, unable to look into those blazing orbs with all the sensations bombarding me, but he pinches my chin. “Eyes open, remember?” he growls.
They flicker open and clash with his, and with one smooth thrust, he fills me, sliding in the rest of the way. My scream lodges in my throat as he stills, letting me stretch around him. He’s right, I feel so full, stretched to the very limit. It feels so dirty and foreign, but good at the same time. My legs tighten, and I urge him to move, unable to take him being motionless. “Slate, please,” I whisper.
He groans and pulls out, and I whimper, unable to help it. The sensation of him pushing back in almost makes my eyes roll into the back of my head. Who knew it would feel so good? No wonder the people at court are always fucking. If it feels like this, fuck, I have been missing out. The profanity slips out in my head, and even mentally, it shocks me. I’ve spent only a few days around this man, and he is ripping away years of training on how to be a lady.
What will be left underneath?
I don’t even know who I am beyond the noble healer, but I want to find out, with him.
He grabs my hands and twines our fingers together before pulling them above my head and pressing our joined ones to the ground. Those glowing eyes remain locked on mine as he starts to move, slowly pulling out before pushing back in with soft, sweet thrusts, but when I start to lift my hips to meet them, his name on my lips, his movements turn darker.
Harder.
Wilder.
Like him.
He makes all of Theo’s touches fade away, until they are replaced with nothing but pleasure. When that man touched me, I felt disgust and fear, but now all I feel is pleasure and this overwhelming closeness to this wolf, this man.
We are as close as two beings can be, and a sweet wind sweeps over us, filled with the overwhelming love of the goddess. She is blessing this union, and it breaks that last barrier. I give myself completely to his body and the magic of pleasure he wields.
He growls my name as he strokes in and out of me, the water lapping at our legs, drawing closer. My magic explodes out of my body and smashes into him, mixing with his with a shower of sparks that almost blinds me.
His head presses to mine, and those glowing eyes act as my anchor in the swirling vortex of our merging powers. Our bodies are one, his pleasure mine.
His mind brushes against mine, as though if I reached out, I could close the gap, except something stops me, an invisible barrier. I do not have time to think on it though, because that same pressure is building within me, the one brought by his fingers and tongue.
And with one last slide into me, he sends me back over that edge. I scream my release into his mouth, and he roars his own, his warmth filling me as I clamp around him. My eyes close. It’s too much. I can’t see, and I cannot hear anything but the sound of our beating hearts.
When the wave finally breaks and I can breathe again, I open my eyes, my mouth dry and body limp and useless, to see his eyes are closed in bliss. His face is slack and relaxed, the first time I have seen it as such, and his lips are still parted. Shoulders shaking, heart pounding.
He is magnificent.
When those eyes flicker open, his lips tip up in a smile and he kisses me softly. “Alejandra, you are the best unexpected thing to ever sweep into my life. I feel like I have been waiting a lifetime for this moment, for you to come to me in the forest.”
I feel the same way, as if everything has led to us meeting and coming together in an explosion of passion and magic. “I do as well,” I whisper. “All my life, I have been taught to never speak too much, to sit still and play the part I was born into, but I never fit. It chafed, as if I was the wrong shape to fit into that hole…and then I found you. It feels right.” I search his eyes, hoping I am making sense. “It feels like even here, surrounded by beasts that want to kill us, I belong.”
He smiles wider, brighter, and kisses me again, telling me without words that he agrees. That he feels the same.
When he lifts his head, he slowly slides from my clinging body, making me whimper. He steals the sound with another kiss, and then lifts me into his arms and gets to his feet. I could not move, even if we were under attack, so I curl into his arms as he wades back into the water.
Gently, he crouches, and I shiver at the cool temperature of the stream, but his body heats my side as he gently runs his wet hands across my legs, arms, and chest, and then dips them between my legs to my sore center, cleaning me and the evidence of our joining.
Even though I’m sore, his long, talented fingers have me gasping. He chuckles and kisses my shoulder. “Later, baby. You need to rest now, I can feel your exhaustion. Sleep, beautiful. I will watch over you.” I nod and curl further into him as he finishes cleaning us and leaves the stream, heading back to the den.
Once there, he dries me with some furs before pulling me back into his embrace, his legs fitting into my bent ones and his cock pressing against my ass. I should dress, this is very uncouth, but I cannot find the energy. Instead, I press deeper into his arms, which are wrapped around me with one under my head as a pillow, and let my eyes close.