by C. M. Steele
“You have no idea how much it doesn’t matter. I’m going to tear it from your body and claim your womb, your desire, and every crying orgasm for myself.” I could feel the stirring in my pants. I grabbed the hem of my shirt and lifted, tossing it on the sofa, kicking off my loafers.
“Bedroom, now,” I ordered, grasping at the button on my jeans. Her mouth was parted as she got the first look at my chest. “Stop staring at me like that, Diana. This is forever, you know.”
She nodded her head. “You’re the only one I burn inside for. Take me. Own me. Breed me.” I was on her in two steps. Her words were my undoing. My hands spread out into her hair and down to her ass. She was pressed fully against me with my cock hard and ready. A loud rumble escaped my throat before I slammed my lips on hers. The roar resounded in my ears and it only escalated the fervor coursing through me. I tore the side of the dress, hearing the metal links clink on the floor, fueling my lust.
“Mine,” I growled, staring at her bared body. She hadn’t been wearing anything under the dress. My blood heated and my inner beast rose to just under the surface.
I picked her up, tossed her over my shoulder, and carried her to our room. My hand slapped her ass, then pressed against her pussy, dragging out the moans from her body. Her wet flesh called to me. I laid her on the bed, bringing her ass to the edge. I had to taste her desire that hit my nostrils every time she was around me. I dropped to my knees and spread her legs. Ravenous need took over as I pressed my lips to her cunt. Her body lurched, so I pressed my hand down on her taut abs, holding her still as I consumed her. The way she tasted was heaven. I wanted more and took it.
My fingers slowly pushed into her pussy, choking around her tightness. Another growl escaped my lips, vibrating on her clit. “Diego,” she cried out, her hands moved into my hair, holding on as she ground her hips. I sucked on her little nub and she bucked hard even with my hand splayed on her body.
She screamed over and over as her release consumed her. I did away with my jeans and boxers that were stained with my first release. I’d been so fucking turned on I came from tasting her pussy. My cock was still hard and my balls heavy with seed waiting to fill her up. I didn’t slide her up on the bed, instead I grabbed her ankles and rested them on my shoulders while I pressed my wet tip against her entrance. With a powerful thrust, I claimed my mate. Her back arched and she let out a painful cry that tore through me, but it was a must. I felt my balls tighten and beads of sweat coat my back as the need to come simmered. I looked down at her, hating the tears in her eyes. “I’m sorry, my love,” I stated.
“It’s okay,” she grunted, moving her hips slightly. “It’s getting better.” I leaned down, wrapping her legs around my waist. My hands planted on the mattress, I took her mouth, kissing her like I yearned to. Our lips were formed for each other, just like the rest of us. Her tongue pushed into my mouth and I lapped it with my own, tangling and teasing, before sucking on it. She arched her back with pleasure this time, and I felt her hard nipples graze my chest. The sensation was more than I was prepared for. I started fucking into her, my hips thrusting forward, hitting deep into her womb. She was going to be bred tonight. I felt the fire in my loins and my heart drummed with satisfaction.
“Diana, you are mine from now until forever,” I whispered, nipping her lip.
“Yes,” she moaned, her hands around my shoulders, rubbing and clawing at them repeatedly. I loved the burning sting and the soothing touch that followed. Her hands were magic to me and the need to come increased, forcing my pace to pick up. I dipped my head and tasted one of her pert nipples, roaring as her walls clamped down on my cock, making me come. Her orgasm shot through her at the same time. I had to kiss those pretty lips that parted with moans as she came down from the fucking high. I pulled us to the center of the bed, laying down with her on top of me. My cock was nestled in her warmth while we caught our breath.
Chapter Four
Diana
As I lay on him, I know there’s more to this whole thing between us. It’s just too coincidental. I have to know why I feel so close to him that if he’d die I would, too. “Diego, there’s something going on here that I don’t understand.”
“What don’t you understand, mi vida?” he asked, tilting his head up to look at me. His face was chiseled so perfectly that I wondered how it could be he was mine.
“Why are your things all over this house?” It surprised me to notice it was full of men’s belongings. When I went into the library, one of the first books I looked at had his name on it. This house was his. As soon as I came into the bedroom, his scent overwhelmed me. I was ready to pounce on him when my sisters came over with two men who looked so much like him. They held no appeal to me at all, but it made my longing for Diego worse. They didn’t explain much, but helped me get ready for him. My sisters were so happy and the obvious glances of adoration from their men made my heart full. Whatever was going on here had something supernatural about it. There was no way this could happen under normal circumstances.
“It’s mine. Or at least it was supposed to be. My grandparents apparently took it upon themselves to change their will. I’ve lived here for three years. In fact, our company built the three houses,” he said, placing a kiss on my forehead. My pussy clenched around his thick length just from the caress of his lips.
“Really? Why would they give it to us then?” I asked with a grunt; he cupped my ass and gave me a quick pump with his cock.
He smiled then said, “I know it’s hard to believe, but we’re fated to each other. They must have known that you were supposed to be mine and I’ve waited until the moon was full to claim you.”
“Is that what happened to my sisters and your brothers?” I knew there was more than what they were hinting at as they practically primped me for him in minutes.
“Yes, it was. We’re not quite human,” he confessed. Oddly enough, that revelation didn’t shock me. I wasn’t ready to run for the hills. Instead, I straddled his legs and sat up. His eyes widened, clearly pleased with the sight of my tits in his line of sight.
“Well, you feel like a horse,” I teased; his cock seemed as if it was going to tear me in two.
He growled and grabbed my hips, bouncing me up and down on his large freaking dick. “Ándale, mi amor. Ride your mount.” Fucking…oh hell. His voice sends the tingles to my bits every freaking time. I loved it. I started rocking my hips and learning what felt good. Damn, it all did. He sat up and took my breasts into his hands. I gasped, the intensity skyrocketing. My body had a mind of its own with my hips grinding on him. I closed my eyes and tossed my head back as another orgasm racked my soul.
He grunted and I looked into his eyes. They were dark, predatory, and focused on me. “So beautiful,” he roared, emptying inside of me. He pulled me to his chest, my head resting on his shoulder. We stayed like that until I yawned.
“Sorry, I’m a bit sleepy.”
“Rest, my sweet. I’ll tell you the truth when you wake up,” he murmured against my ear. He laid me on the bed, pulling out as he did. Wow, I was going to be really sore in the morning. Heck, I was now. He covered me with the blanket, then turned off the lights and climbed back in. His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me close, my back to his chest.
Chapter Five
Diego
The sun was up in the sky and I rolled over, looking for my mate, but she wasn’t around. I sat up, and the scent of food hit my nose. I slipped on my boxers and walked into the kitchen to find bacon and coffee. I laughed to myself. That wasn’t the bacon I was craving.
The kind I wanted was wearing an apron with a pair of tiny shorts and a tank top underneath it.
"Good morning, mi amor," I said, smiling at the sight of her cooking and singing to herself.
"Morning, Diego," she replied, turning her head toward me. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. It was slender for now, but soon it would grow large. I was hard as could be just thinking about making her pre
gnant. Slowly, I crept one hand lower and the other higher. My hands connected with their intended locations. She gasped as my fingers slipped under her shorts and into her pussy. Fuck, she was soaked.
“Stop, breakfast is almost ready,” she stuttered, tilting her hips forward.
“I’m so hungry for some bacon,” I growled, rubbing my hard cock against her ass. She moaned, leaning her body on my chest. I pulled my hands away, earning a look of disapproval, but I picked her up and tossed her on the kitchen table. I was starving for her. Yanking off her shorts, I pressed them to my face before tossing them to the floor. She sat on the table with her apron and top still on, thighs parted. Her pussy was bared to me as she used her palms to hold herself up. The sight was sexy as fuck. I bit my lip then dropped to my knees.
“Diego, please,” she begs, her eyes staring deep into mine. I dip a finger into her sweetness, and she clenches around it. I give my girl a wink before running my tongue up and down her slit. I hit the nub that holds all her nerves with the tip of my tongue, repeatedly slashing her clit. Diana pulls one hand from the table and wraps it around my head, pushing my face on her pretty little cunt. I suck up every drop as she comes on my tongue.
My body was burning with need. I had to fucking come inside her or I'd go crazy. “Take it off,” I order as I stand and part her thighs some more. Pulling my cock from my boxers, I push my way into her tight pussy in one thrust. We grunt at the same time, feeling the squeeze. I lean over her with my hands on the table supporting my weight. “Bésame, mi vida,” I demand, slamming my mouth to hers. The kiss took on a new level when she bit my lip. Chests heaving, I start driving into her pussy until she’s ready to come again.
“Come for me,” I murmur against her lips. Feeling her pulse around me, I add, “You’re going to be on all fours in a minute. I want to have you every way I can with your pussy creaming on my cock. Come, baby. Squeeze me. That’s right, fuck you’re going to be walking around funny for the next damn week.” And there she went, her body clinging to me as she shook out every ounce of her release. I lift her off the table with my hands on her round ass, and fuck my cum into her depths.
“Now, how about I finish breakfast for you, my love?” she asks before I set her down in the bathroom.
“I could go for that. Let’s get cleaned up.” We hit the shower and take our time washing every inch of our bodies. She slips on a pair of jeans that hug her figure, effectively keeping me hard. Her top is loose, but accentuates her breasts. I toss on a plain grey tee and jeans.
“Diego, tell me more about you,” she says as she continues cooking the bacon and eggs. I knew it was time to tell her the truth about us.
“I’m a wolf shifter. I can change when I please. Of course, when no one is around.”
“Wow, that’s crazy and pretty freaking neat.”
“You’re not flipping out at all.”
“I know, which is nothing like who I really am. I’m straight forward, take the task at hand and live in my rational world without excitement. Then you come in, turn my world a full one-eighty and I’m fine with it.” She continues to work at the stove, shrugging at the lack of worry. “Tell me more while I finish this. I want to know as much about you as I can before I get all excited again.
Did she have to go there? I growled, “Sure thing.” She turned and pouted which had my dick twitching as I eyed her lips. I shook it off and said, “Well, I’m thirty and the oldest of the three. My parents are currently living in Spain on our family ranch.”
“Do you have like…livestock?” she asked, her hesitation evident. I knew what she thought and couldn’t help myself.
With a straight face, I replied, “Sheep.” She covered her mouth, trying to swallow the laugh that was on the surface. I loved the way she blushed. The urge to take her again crossed my mind.
“Go on, laugh, but they taste great.” I smiled and gave her a wink, taking a sip of my coffee.
She scowled at me, but still had a grin on her face. “Here’s your food, sorry it’s cooked.” She set a plate on the table in front of me. It looked delicious, but her nipples were hard and caught my attention.
“Thanks, Diana,” I stammered, staring at her chest and licking my lips.
“Stop ogling. Eat.” She took her seat and immediately started eating, completely ignoring me. I laughed because she was so cute even when she was annoyed with me.
“Tell me about your work,” I said. It was her turn to share more about herself. Well, at least the things I didn’t already know.
“I’m an architect for a decent size office. It’s not the greatest, but we all have to start somewhere.” She seemed proud when she said she was an architect, but with the rest her voice fell flat.
“Do you like it?”
“I love designing and planning, letting the vision in my head play out on paper or my drafting computer.” The smile shone through her words and I could tell it was her passion. I loved it. A thought popped in my head. Our businesses worked in tandem with one another.
“Do you want your own firm?” I asked, wondering how she felt about bosses or if it was just the place she was at.
“Kind of. I like what I do, but my designs are different than what they want from me. So, I’d like to be my own boss, but that means stepping away from the design table and handling owner type issues.” Ah, then my idea would be perfect for her and me. Of course, this was a way to get her closer to me.
“That I understand. So how about this? You work for Lopez Properties as a designer. You’re your own boss, but leave the business aspect to us.”
“I can’t let you do that,” she contested. I had a feeling she wasn’t going to just do as I pleased.
Hey, I’m a wolf shifter. Okay, awesome. Let me help you with your dreams. I can’t do that. I mentally rolled my eyes. “Why not? We’re in this together, for life. I’d rather see you happy and doing what you love. It’s not going to cost more than anything else. So, at worst I have an employee who doodles all day with shit I can’t use or an amazing addition to the team who is worth more than I could ever imagine. You know they say since social media a lot of business productivity is lost to the Internet. I’m sure I have people wasting our money at least an hour a day.”
“I see that at my work too.” She sat there lost in thought for a minute. I waited patiently for a response. It wasn’t like she was going to say no. One week of us apart for twelve hours and I knew she would be running to me or I’d go to her job and toss her ass over my shoulder and walk out the damn door. “I guess that would mean we’d get to see each other more.”
“Damn right. I usually do about ten to twelve hours a day. If you worked with me, then we’d only be apart several hours.”
“Well, it would still be most of the day because we wouldn’t be working side by side.”
“Why not? Shit, you can sit next to me all day and do nothing and I’d be happy with that,” I confessed. “How much are they paying you?”
“A little over 50k.” It was a decent amount, but nothing I couldn’t easily match.
“Then you can definitely leave, and if you never wanted to work again that’s up to you.”
“We’ll get there when the time comes,” she added, looking at me like I was pushing. I was, but I’d let that go for now.
“I still want you to leave your job,” I said. Even if she didn’t want to stay home, I preferred her away from the job that was clearly not making her happy and was practically on the other side of town.
“Why?” she asked, wondering about my motives. I was going to be honest because it is what it is. She was it for me.
“Because I have to travel sometimes and I’d hate to miss having you by my side.”
“You travel a lot?” I heard a curious sadness.
I shrugged. It would be more if I didn’t get to see her even one night. “Not too much, but I was in Spain visiting my parents and working on a contract build when our siblings met last month. We would have met if I’d been
in town.”
“I don’t want to be away from you,” she admitted. The look in her eyes had me out of my chair and pulling her up from her seat and into my arms. She was about to cry and that didn’t fly with me. “I’ve missed you since the station and I didn’t understand it. Now that I do, handling that doesn’t seem feasible to me.”
“You never have to be, Diana. I won’t let that happen.” I pressed her head against my chest and rocked her slowly.
I stepped back slightly and tipped her chin to look at me. She was unbelievably beautiful. “What happens when I’m having a baby and can’t travel?” she asked, a bit calmer and relaxed in my arms.
The thought of her having my baby sent a rush of feral desire through me. Cavemen had shit on me. The only reason I wasn’t taking her again was because she’s got to be sore as fuck and I never want to hurt her. “Then I won’t. I could send someone else or it could wait. First and most important will always be you. We’re fated to each other and it means more than our bodies forced us that way. It’s because we’re a perfect match. You’re mine and I’m yours. The past month of stalking you has been hell.” It was hell times ten. I felt like it was killing me to see her, unable to hold or talk to her.
“Why didn’t you introduce yourself earlier?” she demanded to know, swatting my chest.
I took her hand and brought it to my lips, kissed it with love, then informed her, “Mi corazón, do you remember the burning you felt? My body was in constant heat even being near you. I wanted to do more than kiss you, but I couldn’t.”
“Why? What would happen?” I was kind of embarrassed to say that I never had a hard on before, but at least that meant I came to her as pure as she did me.
“Nothing. My cock wouldn’t get hard. I had to wait until the full moon. The longing would be intense to the point of keeling over and still nothing.”