It was only then that Astra realized she had lost her shirt. Reaching back behind her, she unclipped her bra. She didn’t feel the urge to cover herself. She didn’t even feel the usual pangs of shame when she was completely bare in front of a man. She had stretch marks and all kinds of blemishes, but Blaze looked at her like she was the best prize to be had.
He closed his wet mouth around one nipple, his teeth grazing the nub gently while his fingers tweaked the other one. She moved into the embrace, offering her tits to him. He growled his appreciation and drew the other nipple into his mouth.
The man must have magic of his own because soon, her pajama bottoms and underwear were also gone. Astra was completely naked and the only scrap of material on Blaze where a pair of patterned boxers. She took his erection in the palm of her hand and rubbed him. He pushed into her hand with growl.
“Astra, I wanted to make our mating a slow, romantic thing. But I…”
She wasn’t too sure what he had been about to say, but she didn’t really care. Blaze was always very careful with her, with her emotions, with her body. And she knew he would do the same with her heart and with his life.
They would have a lifetime for sweet and romantic.
Right then, she felt naughty and drunk on their foreplay. She wanted to feel his thick cock inside her, she wanted to be his. Wiggling under him, she closed her mouth on his cock. She knew her wet mouth against his boxers would create an interesting sensation against his straining cock. Slowly, she pulled down the boxers until she could close her mouth around the head of his erection. She slid her mouth down, taking as much of him as she could.
“No, Astra. Not tonight.”
He gently laid her on the bed and spread her legs wide.
“You want to get to the good stuff?”
“We have all the time in the world. I just want to make you mine now. Officially.”
“So do it.”
Astra watched as he took himself in hand and he slid into her with ease. His pace was slow and delicious. His mouth covered hers with sweet, passionate kisses, and Astra tangled her fingers in the curls at the nape of his neck. Blaze knew how to move, where to touch her to maximize her pleasure. Astra knew it was because he was her mate. He was made to love her.
“You’ll be mine?” he asked her.
Astra’s eyes were shut tightly, reveling in the pure pleasure of their love, but she opened them to look at the man she loved. Her wild wolf, fond of nibbling and nipping.
“Bite me, Blaze. Leave your mark. Make me yours because I have been since you saved me that day. Bite me, wolf.”
Blaze was stunned, but he quickly recovered. He eased his hips back, and rammed back into her clenching core with one swift thrust. He repeated the motion over and over until Astra’s orgasm was building again.
Their eyes were connected, and they could see into each other’s souls, each other’s futures.
It was them.
It would always be them.
The wolf and his witch.
As her pussy clenched down on his cock, she clawed at his chest.
“Fuck, Astra. You’re so tight. I want you to come, love.”
He moved his hips forward and then motioned up, hitting something deep inside of her that made her toes curl. She cried out his name as her release whisked her away in a flurry of pleasure. She squeezed his cock, desperate to feel him go over the edge with her.
And he did.
With a roar, he emptied himself inside of her. His hips pistoned in and out of her as his teeth bit down into the tender curve of her neck. Astra wasn’t sure how it was possible, but it reawakened her climax, and she was panting under him, screaming his name.
He collapsed beside her, and took a few deep breaths before kissing her cheek.
“Shit, Astra. We forgot the condom.” Blaze kissed her forehead. “I’m sorry. I was so excited to mate you that I forgot. Some mate I am, I forgot to protect you because I wanted you so much.”
Astra cupped his face in both of her hands and she squeezed his face with a smile on hers. “It’s okay, Blaze. Really. I sort of thought about it at the very last second. I just figured it wasn’t the end of the world. We both said we wanted kids, and we both know this is forever. So if you just got me pregnant with one time? We’ll call it fate.”
“Shifter sperm are very strong, Astra. You very well could be pregnant.”
Her hands went to her stomach and she patted her rounded curve. “Well, if that’s the case, we want a bowl of chocolate chip cereal.”
“We?” he asked, hooking an eyebrow up.
“Well, yeah. If you say you have magical shifter sperm, get some food in me so I’m all energized to take your swimmers and make a mini Blaze.”
“That’s not how it works,” he argued with a laugh.
“I still want cereal,” she said.
Blaze took her in his arms and he laid her down under him. “You’re a little bit silly, Astra.”
“Yup,” she said before kissing him.
“I do want a kid, love. A little Astra, all sassy and sneaking cereal.”
Astra didn’t miss the way Blaze’s eyes went misty with love.
“We have all the time in the world,” she whispered before kissing him.
He dipped his tongue in her mouth, and Astra forgot all about the cereal and Blaze forgot all about the condom as he slid into her again.
“I love you,” he whispered.
“Love you,” she whispered back through waves of pleasure.
And she did. She loved her wolf and their whirlwind love story.
Epilogue
Selene
Selene was almost bouncing on her feet as she watched Astra follow Mrs. Gellar into one of the treatment rooms. She looked at the clock and knew she had about fifty-seven minutes to go to the cafe down the street, grab her breakfast and enjoy it quietly before Astra was done with her appointment.
It wasn’t so much that Selene didn’t like sharing a house with her twin sister. It was more because Selene wanted a bit of peace and quiet while she enjoyed her coffee and Danish. No. She didn’t want that. She needed that.
There wasn’t enough coffee in the world to deal with a grumpy Astra, and her twin would be extra grumpy with a small dash of bitchy as soon as her appointment with Mrs. Gellar was done. Astra was a great Reiki master, and she could almost work miracles.
It’s not like Mrs. Gellar could get Reiki healing anywhere else in town. She’d have to drive all the way to Boston for the other natural healing center.
Astra had to deal with it, and in turn, Selene had to deal with it.
And she dealt with it with large amounts of coffee and the warmest, bestest cheese Danishes in the entire world.
Selene all but skipped to the cafe. The morning sun was making the glass storefronts glimmer. Salem was such a beautiful little town. It was full of charm, and even though her people’s history here was complicated, Selene didn’t think she would ever leave this place. It was homey and far removed from the loud, boisterous mess that Boston was.
Not that there was anything wrong with the city. Selene was a small-town girl who had grown up to love the quieter pace a place like Salem could offer.
Selene checked her phone. She still had forty-minutes. Plenty of time.
The line in the coffee shop was longer than other mornings, which meant someone else was there. There was a very tall, very muscular man standing at the counter waiting to be served. The barista, a tiny little dude named Lester, was struggling with the steamer this morning. Selene was used to it when the teen opened the cafe for his parents.