LovedbyaWerewolf

by Marisa Chenery

  “Yes, yes, yes,” Sierra chanted, matching the pace he’d set. “I’m going to come soon. More.”

  The ability to form words had left him. All that mattered was making her his. Just as his balls drew up close to his body, Cale felt it happen. A piece of his soul reached out for Sierra’s. And hers reached for his. They wrapped around each other, becoming one. As the mating bond snapped into place, Sierra cried out as her pussy rhythmically clamped around his shaft in the throes of climaxing. With a howl, he thrust one final time inside her and came, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his cum.

  As Cale fought for breath, he wrapped his arms around Sierra and pulled her close, so her head rested on his shoulder. He was still hard, and would remain so for hours even after coming several times. Something all male werewolves could do.

  Sierra was now his mate, there was no breaking the bond that had formed between them. No going back. He should have had better control, but he’d been weak. With his mating urge riding him hard, being inside Sierra had been too much for him. Now he had to figure out how he was going to make sure this didn’t turn into a fucking mess.

  She sat up and smiled, brushing his lips with hers. “I have to say that was pretty intense.” She shifted, then moaned. “And you’re still hard.” She lifted onto her knees before slowly sinking back down on him. “Time for round two.”

  Since the damage was already done, Cale no longer felt the need to hold back. “Most definitely.”

  He held Sierra tighter, and in a show of strength, stood with her in his arms. His cock was still inside her pussy and sank deeper with each step he took toward the bed. Just before he placed her on the mattress, he shed his jeans one-handed and kicked them away.

  Now as naked as Sierra, Cale lay her down, following her, keeping their bodies joined. His wolf rose closer to the surface, wanting to claim her as his mate as well. He kissed her thoroughly before he pulled out of her welcoming, wet heat and shifted until he was on his knees. With a hand on her waist, he urged Sierra onto her stomach. Cale stroked his hand down the indent of her spine, reveling in the feel of her soft skin under his fingertips. She was his, truly claimed as his mate. His feelings had intensified for her, had become full-blown love. And that would only increase each time they made love and the mating bond between them grew stronger.

  He stroked down her back and stopped at her hips. Gently, he urged her up onto her hands and knees. He then positioned himself behind her and led his cock to her pussy. Keeping a hold on himself, Cale rubbed the very tip along her slick opening. He waited until his shaft was coated with her juices before he sheathed himself deep inside her with one thrust. They both moaned together.

  In and out he stroked, pulling almost all the way out before he sank deep again. He slowly increased his pace, taking her in hard, fast thrusts. His balls slapped against her clit. Sierra rocked back to meet him as he held on to her hips. His cock grew harder as she took him deeper than she had while she’d been on top.

  Cale felt the point of no return quickly rushing up to meet him. He reached around Sierra and found her clit. He stroked it with his fingers as he pounded into her faster. “Come for me,” he half growled.

  She moaned and panted. “Don’t stop. Just like that. A tiny bit more.”

  Sierra then let out a keening cry as her pussy milked his entire length, squeezing him in a tight fist. It was enough to send Cale into his own climax. As he emptied himself deep inside her, he howled in pleasure.

  Once the last tremor shook him, he didn’t pull out of Sierra’s body as he put his arm around her waist and took them both to their sides. He tucked her against him and kissed the top of her head.

  When he felt her relax along him and her breathing evened out, Cale whispered softly, “I love you, my mate.”

  Tired from spending the night before having erotic dreams about Sierra and not getting much sleep, Cale closed his eyes and fell into slumber.

  Chapter Five

  Sierra had started to drift off when she heard Cale’s whispered words. I love you, my mate. That simple statement kept her awake, even though he’d fallen asleep shortly after. What had he meant by them? And had she heard him correctly? He’d spoken so quietly and low there was a chance she could have misheard him.

  The mate part had been strange enough, but that wasn’t what bothered her. It was “I love you” she had a hard time dealing with. Cale and she had just met the night before. They were still in the getting-to-know-each-other stage. Sierra thought she was pushing things by seriously considering his offer to move in with him, if and when she decided to go to Toronto.

  It wasn’t as if she didn’t think there was the potential for them to find the big “L-word” in each other. She already felt something for Cale, more than just sexual attraction. And surprisingly, it seemed even deeper now that they’d had sex. Making love to Cale was amazing, but that very first time, something had happened deep inside her. Something she’d never experienced before in a man’s arms. It sounded ludicrous to her, but it had felt as if they’d become connected in a way she found hard to describe. As if he’d become a part of her permanently.

  And it didn’t have to do with the fact his cock was still hard and buried inside her pussy. That Cale was still fully erect after coming twice, Sierra found amazing. She’d never been with a man who could do that. Not that she was complaining. It made her wonder just how long he could keep it up. She squeezed his shaft with her inner muscles, and Cale mumbled something unintelligible in his sleep as his hand came up and covered her breast. She smiled, but decided to let him be.

  Sierra snuggled deeper in Cale’s embrace. She could get used to lying in bed like this with him surrounding her. She closed her eyes, but didn’t think sleep would come to her now. Her brain was working too much for her to shut it down.

  She stroked her fingers along Cale’s arm. Did she want to move to Toronto and live with him? Now that she thought about it again, Sierra liked the idea more and more. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder at the man who held her so close. Usually not much of a risk taker, she figured she’d be kind of crazy to let Cale just walk out of her life. Spending the afternoon with him on the yacht had shown he had a lot of qualities she liked in the opposite sex. Then there were his good looks and hot body.

  A smile stretched along her lips and she pushed her weighty thoughts aside. She didn’t have to make any major decisions just yet. Cale’s vacation wasn’t near to being over. She had plenty of time to enjoy their time together and to get to know him even better. As for what he’d whispered to her, she’d let that slide.

  * * * * *

  Sierra stood in the shower in Cale’s hotel room, working shampoo into her hair the next morning. He hadn’t had to work very hard to convince her to stay the night with him. After his nap—she still hadn’t been able to sleep—he’d made love to her again. That joining he’d made her come so many times she’d lost count, and she’d gotten to see just how long he lasted. He’d had the same number of orgasms as she, remaining hard until the last one. At that point, Sierra had been almost ready to beg for mercy. Cale seemed to be insatiable.

  Once they’d slept again—that time she had—Cale had ordered something to eat through room service, which they then ate naked on the bed. They’d also talked more. And before they’d gone to sleep for the night, he’d even managed to wrangle a promise out of her to leave Victoria with him, at his expense. Whether she’d made the right decision or not, it really didn’t matter. She’d done it and she wouldn’t be reneging on it.

  Sierra turned to look at the end of the bathtub as the shower curtain was pulled back and Cale stepped in. He smiled and yanked it shut.

  “I thought you might like some company,” he said.

  She returned his smile. “Did you think I was lonely in here?”

  “Maybe.”

  Sierra swept her gaze down his body, landing on his cock, which was hard and long. “Or maybe it was you who needs some attention.” She
looked him in the face. “And I know just what kind you want.”

  Cale angled her under the spray of water and rinsed the shampoo out of her hair before he answered. “Okay, I won’t lie. The thought of you naked and wet in the shower was just too tempting to resist.”

  She licked her lips. “I have to say the same thing about you.” Sierra ran her hands up his muscled biceps to his shoulders and put her arms around his neck. Her pussy grew wet as she stepped closer and rubbed against Cale’s erection.

  “Mmm,” he groaned. “You’re making me want you again.”

  “And that would be a bad thing?” she asked coyly.

  “Not necessarily. It’s just I think we should leave the hotel at some point today. I’d like to go to your apartment and see how comfortable your bed is.”

  “Really now? And why would you want to do that?”

  Cale reached down and squeezed her bottom as he pulled her closer. “Well, to decide whether yours or the hotel’s is better. That way it’ll help with the decision to stay at your place or here before we go to Toronto.”

  “You want to stay at my apartment?” she asked, a bit surprised. “I have to say, it’s not as nice as your room here. Actually, it’s on the dumpy side.”

  “It doesn’t matter. It could be a real hole in the wall, for all I care. As long as you’re there, and the bed is comfortable, that’s good enough for me.”

  Sierra went on tiptoe and lightly kissed Cale. “And what would you say if I didn’t want to have you sleeping over?” she asked with a teasing note in her voice.

  Cale lifted her slightly and thrust his cock between her legs, stroking its length against her pussy. “I have ways that I’m sure you’ll find very convincing. When I’m done, you won’t be able to tell me no.”

  She gasped as the base of his shaft rubbed her clit. “Will it involve me aching in a good way? Have me longing for the one thing that’ll make it all better?”

  He pushed her wet hair aside and nibbled on the side of her neck. “Hmm, that would be a yes to both those questions. And I can promise you that you’ll enjoy every minute of it too.”

  Sierra’s juices leaked out of her pussy, wetting Cale’s cock, which still stroked her. “I think I need a sample of your work. Right now.”

  “That most definitely can be arranged.”

  Cale bent his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth. He sucked on it and pulled his erection from between her legs. A hand took its place and a finger pushed inside her wet opening. It stroked in and out a few times before a second joined it.

  Even though they’d made love for hours the night before, Sierra’s libido shot through the roof. Cale knew just how to touch her, make her burn for him. She didn’t think there would be a time when her body wouldn’t respond to his caresses.

  After he gave her other nipple the same attention, Cale buried his face in the crook of her neck. “God, you turn me on, Sierra. I need to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock.”

  The playfulness had left his voice. It was deep and gruff with desire. The sound of it made her blood heat even more. A throbbing ache pounded deep inside her core. Her body wept for his, readying itself to take the hard length of him.

  “Yes,” she said huskily.

  Cale made that animalistic growl he did. He’d done it so often last night, Sierra no longer found it strange. If anything, it turned her on. He seemed to do it when he was aroused. He lifted one of her legs and wrapped it around his hip. She held on to his broad shoulders and leaned into him to keep her balance. He bent his knees slightly, then slowly entered her.

  He worked his cock in and out, sinking deeper with each stroke. Sierra tightened her inner walls around his shaft, loving how big he felt. Her body stretched to accommodate his size as he filled her completely. Once he was seated to the hilt, she moaned.

  Keeping hold of her leg around him while his other hand grasped her bottom, Cale set a slow and steady pace that was guaranteed to drive her wild. He speared into her, hitting her cervix with each pass. It didn’t take long before Sierra needed him to move faster, take her harder.

  “Make me come,” she panted.

  He thrust at an increased tempo, but it wasn’t fast enough. Remembering how he’d reacted the first time she’d done it, Sierra went on tiptoe and bit him where his shoulder and neck met. Between one breath and the next, she found her other leg wrapped around Cale, her back pressed to the cool tile wall as he pounded into her, giving her what she wanted.

  “Don’t let go,” he said on a groan. “Keep biting me. Leave your mark behind.” One of his hands cupped the back of her head to hold her in place. “Oh god, that feels so damn good.”

  Sierra felt his cock harden even more as he surged in and out. An orgasm quickly built, then she was crying out against his skin, lost in wave after wave of pleasure when it tore through her. Cale kept ramming into her, his moans filling her ears. Amazingly, she reached a second climax as he thrust into her one final time, howling like an animal, his cock pulsing with release.

  Once it was over, Cale let go of her head and Sierra pulled her mouth away from his shoulder. She saw teeth marks where she’d bitten him and a trickle of blood mixed with the water running down his chest.

  She lifted her gaze to his, horrified by what she’d done. “I didn’t mean to bite you so hard.”

  He grinned. “Don’t worry about it.”

  “You’re bleeding. You need that cleaned up.”

  Cale bent his head and took her lips in a slow, deep kiss before he cupped her face and looked her right in the eyes. “Sierra, it’s all right. I like it, if you haven’t already guessed. You just marked me as yours. You can sink your teeth into me like that any time you want.”

  “If someone sees it they’re going to think you’re dating a vampire.”

  He laughed. “I doubt that. Maybe they’ll think I’m seeing a werewolf instead.”

  She slapped him on the arm. “Ha ha, very funny. I’m serious. It doesn’t look good.”

  Cale wrapped his arms around her and turned her into the warm spray. “No one will see it. My shirts will hide it. Now let’s finish with our shower so we can go to your apartment. I’m sure you want to change your clothes, then we can decide what we want to do for the rest of the day.”

  She shook her head. “Fine. It’s a good thing I have the week off of work. You seem to want to monopolize all my time.”

  “What can I say? I’ve become addicted to you. If I let you get too far away I’ll go into withdrawal.”

  “I guess we can’t have that.”

  “I’m afraid you’re stuck with me now.” Cale’s face grew serious. “And I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

  Sierra sucked in a breath at the raw emotion in his features. What she saw in his eyes—what she could only describe as love—had her weak in the knees. The whole time they’d talked, not once had the subject of how they truly felt about each other come up.

  “I think I’d miss you if you were gone.” She stroked a hand down his chest. “I do have strong feelings for you, Cale. This is all happening so fast, though. I can’t tell you that I—”

  He cut her off with a finger across her lips. “Shh. You’re not ready. I know that. I can wait until you are. Just know that how I feel for you won’t ever change.” Cale gave her a crooked grin. “Like I said, you’re stuck with me. Let’s get finished in here before we use up all the hotel’s hot water.”

  She chuckled. “I highly doubt that’s possible, but I’ll hurry.”

  Sierra tipped her head back to wet her hair and continue washing it. Who knew that seeing a wolf on the hiking trails at Hatley Castle would result in her finding the man who could be the one?

  Chapter Six

  Cale sat in the passenger side of Sierra’s late-model sedan, shifting his gaze from the scenery outside the window to her. They were on their way to her apartment.

  Now that they were mated, he had to keep Sierra near him at all times, or they’d both su
ffer separation anxiety. A few hours apart would feel like a few years. The need to be reunited would be great. They wouldn’t be able to think about anything else. And when they did see each other again, they’d come together in the most elemental of ways by having hot and desperate sex.

  Cale didn’t want either one of them having to go through that, especially when Sierra had no idea he was a werewolf. That was part of the reason he suggested they go to her apartment. He planned to tell her the truth of what he was later in the day. He figured she’d feel more comfortable at her place than his hotel room. He was already worried she’d react badly to the news. She was mortal, and it wasn’t common knowledge among her kind that his even existed.

  Sierra pulled her car into the parking lot of a small triplex. She turned into an empty spot, then shut off the engine. “Well, here it is,” she said as she turned to look at him. “Like I said, it’s kind of dumpy compared to The Fairmont Empress.”

  He reached across and stroked the backs of his fingers along her cheek. “Stop worrying so much about what I’ll think of your place. I’m not a snob.”

  She laughed. “I never thought you were. But you have to be doing pretty well for yourself, considering the hotel you’re staying at. I bet your house back in Toronto is one of those large, ritzy types that rich people live in.”

  There was no point in lying about it. Sierra would find out when she went back home with him. “All right, you’ve got me there. I do have a big house, and I have more money than I know what to do with. But that doesn’t mean I always lived in a place like it.”

  Being nine hundred years old, he’d lived in dwellings that modern people today would think were nothing more than hovels. He hadn’t always had the money he did now.

  “I knew it,” she said with a smile. “Rich and so very good-looking. I have yet been able to find anything wrong with you.”

  “Let’s hope it stays that way. And I lucked out by finding a beautiful woman who makes me happy.”