Now it was really happening.
He dumped her on the bed in a tangle of arms and legs, and she laughed and scooted over to make room for him.
He climbed in, his mouth on hers again, both of them on their sides, his hand sweeping down her back, finding her bra still in the way and hastily removing it. He moved on to her hip before he pulled her leg over his, spreading her to him.
Oh God, she was so wet. He stroked between her legs, feeling her readiness on his fingers, the heat of their bodies, and the sound of their thumping heartbeats filling his ears.
“Oh, yes,” she whispered against his mouth, sounding seduced by his touch, just like she was seducing him with her scent and touch and whispered breath. “You are wonderful,” she said. “I love you.” And then she grew quiet as he slipped a finger into her slick channel.
“I love you, Elizabeth, with all my heart.”
What a joy it was to be with her now—and to know this was forever for them.
***
Elizabeth was overjoyed David had wanted to be her mate. She’d known in her heart what she had wanted, but she was also a royal wolf and he was not. So she’d had to let him decide how far he wanted to take this. Although it wasn’t like she would have let him go. She would have stood by his side forever. Her first love. And she’d wanted him to be the only one for her.
He made her feel renewed and excited about everything in life, whereas before she had just been getting by. He did that for her. Made her love every moment of her existence.
Now, he was stroking her to climax, the feeling of impending release dragging her upward toward the moon, and she needed this, craved it, but not from anyone else. Just David.
He slipped his fingers out of her and she wanted to protest, but then he was stroking her feminine nub again, and she was flying toward the sun and the moon as if they could coexist until the moment when they collided in one beautiful explosion of happiness. She cried out with joy. “David!”
He gave her a wickedly lustful smile, kissed her mouth, and then moved her onto her back, kneeing her leg aside. His penis pressed between her feminine lips all the way to the goal. She wrapped her legs around his hips, wanting him to go deeper, to hold him tight, to never let go.
He seemed to want the same and thrust inside her, slowly at first, then gaining momentum and thrusting harder, faster.
This was so good, the union between wolves, the way they said “I do” forever and ever.
“Love you,” he said, his breath unsteady as he continued to surge into her.
“Love you back,” she said, her voice just as ragged, the need just as great.
He continued to thrust into her, and she could see not only the tension in his face but the rigidness of his body, the way he was holding back for a moment, the way he pushed in all the way to her womb right at the end. The climax. He breathed out words, a prayer maybe, but she was lost in her own slice of heaven. He pumped into her a few more times and then he stayed inside her, kissing her face, her forehead, cheeks, jawline. Her mouth, and the kiss lingered there. “You are the only one for me.”
She wrapped her arms around him, her legs still holding his hips tight to hers. Her wolf. Forever now.
“I couldn’t love you more.”
***
That night, Elizabeth slept better than she ever had. It was morning when she glanced over at David, who she thought was asleep, but he was watching her and smiling.
She moved closer, and he wrapped his arms around her in a good-morning hug. “How long have you been awake?” she asked, kissing his bare chest.
“Just a few minutes. I didn’t want to disturb your sleep.”
Then they heard the kids calling to each other outside.
“Just play chase!” Faith yelled. “No hide-and-seek.”
“They sure keep Faith on her toes,” Elizabeth said. She planned to get up and make herself some tea, but this was just too nice, snuggling with her mate, listening to the sounds of children’s laughter. And David didn’t seem to be in any hurry either.
She was half drifting off to sleep when she smelled bacon and sausage cooking outside. “Faith and Cameron are having breakfast outside?”
“Smells like it. Come on, let’s get dressed and grab some coffee and tea.” He kissed her nose.
She wanted to just lie there and enjoy this lazy time with David, but he was already leaving the bed and heading to the bathroom. She sighed, but when she heard the shower turn on, she happily got up to join him.
“I’m not sure,” he said, soaping her down, “but the breakfast might be for us.”
She frowned at him. “For us?”
“Well, the guys and I did that for Cameron and Faith, even though they were mated by then, once we had settled in our homes. And after that, we did the same for Owen and Candice and Amelia and Gavin once they were mated.”
“Oh.” Elizabeth panicked and hurried to finish up.
“It’s fine. No rush.” He gently lowered her head into the water. “Your hair still has shampoo in it.” He kissed her cheek and lovingly rinsed the shampoo out. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his hands caressing her head, his fingers massaging her scalp like a pro.
“Thanks, mate of mine.” When there wasn’t a sud to be seen, he turned off the water and grabbed a towel for her.
She kissed him again. “You are my hero.”
“That’s what I always want to be for you.”
She hurried to dry her hair, and then she left the bathroom to grab some clothes and dress. “What if we hadn’t joined them outside for breakfast?”
“They would have done it another day and another, until they celebrated the big event with us.”
“But what if it’s just a coincidence and breakfast really is just for them?”
David peered out the window while wearing only his fresh boxer briefs. “I would say we are invited to breakfast.”
“You mean they know we mated? How would they know?”
“This pack just always seems to know. It was bound to happen. I think that’s the reason they wanted to make sure that Sheri had a place to go for the weekend.”
Elizabeth pulled on her T-shirt and looked out the window. “Well, we might have not done it yet.”
“Then an early celebration, telling us to get on with it.”
She shook her head, but a smile teased the corners of her mouth. “Well, we’d better not keep them waiting.”
He finished dressing as she pulled on her sandals.
“One thing you should know about me, though. I don’t like making grand entrances.” She seized his hand and pulled him through the house.