by Kasey Belle
“Yes, Paul. I want this.”
He kissed her passionately and opened his link, pouring all his love and adoration for her into her mind. She did the same for him. He quickly attached the restraints, not giving her time to change her mind, not that she would. Paul used his finger to make sure the cuffs weren’t too tight. “Any tingling in your hands?”
“No Paul.”
Paul stood from the bed and look over her naked, restrained body. “Where to start.” He rubbed his hands together. His long, thick cock stood at attention. He stroked hard length and licked his lips. “You have no idea how fucking hot you look right now. One day I’m going to restrain you spread eagle and photograph you. Super, sexy wall art for the playroom.” He waggled his eyes.
Cathy was so turned on; she couldn’t catch her breath. Paul’s hand enveloped one of her breasts. She moaned and thrust her chest up as her body sought more of the pleasure Paul was giving her. Paul leaned over her chest and used his free hand to tilt her head back. He looked deeply into her eyes, “I love you, kitten. If I would have lost you,” he left the rest unsaid, there was no need to voice it, she knew. He lowered his mouth to hers. The kiss was gentle and full of love. He ran his tongue along her lips tracing them with the tip. Cathy opened her mouth, and he eased his tongue between her lips and teeth. Paul took her nipple between thumb and finger, pinched the nub, causing the right amount of pain.
Cathy slid her tongue alongside Paul’s. She loved the taste of him, couldn’t get enough. Paul moved his body until he was covering hers and she opened her thighs to cradle him. She craved the feel of his hard naked body on top of hers, his strength and size made her feel safe, and the way he held her made her feel cherished.
The sensation of his chest hair tickling and abrading her hard nipples made her sob with pleasure. She arched her body up into his as far as her restraints would allow. She wanted him, no, needed him more than her next breath. Paul slid his fingers along her cunt and then pushed the tip of a finger into her wet sheath. He pumped his finger in and out of her.
He pulled his mouth from her and kissed his way down her body, over her belly, until he reached her bare mound. He looked up at her, his face inches from her pussy. She thought for a brief moment that she could come just from the heat in his eyes. He blew on her clit, her hips bucked up urging him to get on with it. He slapped her clit, making her scream.
“I’m in charge, not you.” He looked at her core. “Well, would you look at that. Someone likes getting their pussy spanked. We’ll explore that another day, kitten, not tonight. Now behave and let me love you.”
She whimpered. He was going to kill her, slowly. Paul opened his mouth over her pussy and licked her clit with the flat of his tongue. Cathy moaned, her pussy muscles clenching and releasing more cream. Paul slid his finger into her core, pulled it out, pushed it back in, and sucked her clit into his mouth, grazing it lightly with his teeth. Cathy screamed his name as the orgasm slammed into her. Paul’s eyes held hers, as he crawled his way back up her body, and took her mouth once more in a slow sensual kiss, tasting herself on his tongue.
She felt the tip of Paul’s cock kiss the flesh of her pussy, she fought the need to arch her hips up and force his hard length to slide inside her. She didn’t want him to stop what he was about to do to spank her pussy again, no matter how awesome it felt. She needed him inside her, now.
Paul eased back until he was looking at her, his mouth tilted up at the ends. “Do you want my cock in your hot, wet pussy, kitten? Do you want me to make love to and mark you with my seed?”
“Please, stop teasing me. I thought you weren’t a sadist.” She poked out her lower lip, which he promptly nibbled on.
“Tell me what you want, mate.”
“You. I want you to make love to me, Paul.”
“Are your wrists okay?”
“Yes. Can’t you feel how okay they are. I never thought I would like this, but with you, it’s not scary at all. It’s quite the turn on, rather surprising really.”
“I’m so glad you love it, kitten. That’s the way it’s supposed to be.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Gonna love you now, Cathy.”
“Yes. Now. Please.”
She felt his cock separating her flesh then he surged forward until he was balls-deep in her pussy. He held still for her and waited until she adjusted to his intrusion. She wrapped her legs around his calves and tilted her pelvis, letting him know she was ready for him to move.
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Paul pulled his cock from her body then slid forward again. He kept up a slow easy rhythm. He wanted to make love to her, caress her, love her, worship her. Show her with his body how much he cherished her.
His wolf had needs of his own and he couldn’t wait. “I need to dominate her, own her, possess her, and take her as a wolf should.”
“I want your ass, kitten. My wolf needs it. I won’t hurt you. I’ll make it good for you.”
“I want to try. I trust you.”
He pulled from her body and helped her roll over on her knees. He took the lube he stashed in the nightstand drawer and squirted a liberal amount on his finger. He used on hand to caress her. “Relax, kitten. Don’t tense up. You may feel some burning, it will pass, but you won’t feel pain.” He placed a cold, wet finger at her anal opening. He massaged the lube into the skin, each pass causing her tight muscles to relax. He pushed a finger passed her tight ring and pumped in and out. He felt her opening relax, pulled the finger from, added more lube, and pushed in two fingers. She moaned, and he pumped his fingers in and out. He took his free hand and played with her clit. He added a third finger to her ass. Cathy started panting and begging, he knew she was close. He pulled his fingers from her, added more lube to his cock, and placed the head at her stretched opening. He pushed the wide head passed her ring with a pop. He slowly worked his shaft into her ass until his groin was flush to her skin. He stopped moving, giving her time to adjust. “Are you alright, kitten?”
“Oh, please, oh please, move. I want to come, please.”
That was all he needed to hear. He began to pump in and out of her ass. The more she moaned the faster and harder his thrusts. It wouldn’t take long they were both so close. He leaned over her place his mouth at the base of her neck and bit down, piercing her skin, and marking her. Her inner muscles clamped down on his cock, milking the come from his balls as she came. Paul roared as cum shot up from his balls and her blood filled his mouth, calming the beast within him.
He pulled his softening cock from her ass and helped her roll over. He smiled, she looked thoroughly debauched.
Cathy pulled on the rope. “Paul, please undo this so I can touch you.”
He reached up and the tail end of the silk rope releasing the knot. Cathy immediately wrapped her arms around him. She ran her hands down his back. Paul slumped down over her, being careful not to crush her, and laid his head on her chest, listening to her heart beat as he caught his breath. Finally, when he could move his extremities, he went to the bathroom to get a washcloth to clean up his mate. She was asleep when he returned and didn’t even stir as he wiped away the remnants of their lovemaking. Paul tossed the cloth towards the bathroom, slid under the sheets, pulled her back into his chest, buried his face in her hair, and let sleep take him.
Chapter 31
Cathy stretched and sighed as she rolled over. Her hand coming in contact with a cold sheet, instead of a warm male body. She popped open an eye and scowled. Paul must have gotten up some time ago. She rolled over and hugged Paul’s pillow. She put her face in it and inhaled his scent. God that man smelled good, he smelled like, bacon? She quickly sat up and took a deep breath. Oh, the man was a god, fabulous massage, hot sex, and bacon. She rushed to the bathroom to brush her hair and teeth. Her stomach growled, protesting the delay. It needed to calm the fuck down, no way in hell she was going to eat breakfast across from her son with a raging case of sex hair.
She heard childlike giggling accompanied by a masculine v
oice as she came down the stairs. Paul turned as she came around the corner. He met her halfway and kissed her. Paul kept the kiss brief, due to their audience. “Good morning, mate.”
“Good morning.”
Luke ran over and hugged her. “Morning, Mom. You aren’t supposed to be up. How are we supposed to serve you breakfast in bed if you aren’t in bed?” He crossed his arms over his chest and scowled. Looked like her boy had picked up a few of Paul’s mannerisms.
“You were going to give me breakfast in bed? Well, isn’t that sweet. Thank you. I’m sorry if I ruined it. I smelled bacon and I couldn’t resist. So really, it’s not my fault, it’s y’alls for cooking something that smells so delicious.”
Luke looked up a Paul with a crooked grin. “I told you she loved bacon.”
Paul ruffled Luke’s hair. “You’re a genius. I guess since Mom is down here, we’ll all eat at the table.”
“I never got to ask you, how did the phone interviews go yesterday morning, Paul?”
“They went well. I liked one woman and man in particular. I’ll verify their records and speak to their references. If, I like what I find, I’ll schedule face-to-face interviews via Skype.”
“Don’t you want them to come to the station?”
“No. Officer Alvarado lives in Las Vegas and Deputy Sanford in Tennessee. It would be hard for them both to come here on such short notice. Plus, it could put their current jobs in jeopardy, if their departments find out they are looking elsewhere. If the interviews don’t go well, and I don’t hire them, that would put them in a very bad position.”
“That makes sense.”
As they ate and talked, Luke and Paul kept glancing at each other sharing secret looks, having a conversation she wasn’t privy to. They were up to something.
She finished off the last of her bacon and pushed her plate back.
“Oh, that was so good.” She moaned, rubbing her full belly. “I couldn’t eat another bite if I wanted to. Thank you both for such a lovely breakfast.”
“You're welcome, Mom.” Luke slid another glance at Paul and they nodded.
“Okay, you two, what the heck is going on?”
Paul pushed his chair back, the scraping sound reverberated around the now too quiet space. Luke’s eyes were bright with excitement and Paul’s were full of determination. He looked like a man on a mission. Paul reached out and cupped her cheek with his palm. His rough, calloused thumb caressed her skin. He placed a kiss on her lips, then looked into her eyes. “Luke and I talked this morning, and we decided, I was going to ask you to marry me, and you were going to say, yes.”
“You did, did you?”
Luke grinned and nodded. “Yes, Mom, we did.”
Paul dropped to his knees. He stuck his hand into the front pocket of his jeans and pulled out a small black velvet box. He held the box in one hand and took her hand with the other. “Kitten, I love you. You are my destiny, my one true half. I wandered around living a half-life for thirty-four years. Finally, the Fates took pity on me and intervened. I never expected to find you, then I walk into my cousins’ house and there you were. You have given me so much, your love, your trust, and a perfect cub. You and Luke make my life worth living. Do me the honor of giving you my name. Catherine Celeste O’Brien will you marry me?”
Unable to speak around the lump in her throat, Cathy nodded.
Paul kissed her passionately and Luke jumped up and down and cheered. Cathy and Paul released each other and opened their arms to Luke. He launched himself at both of them and joined them in a family hug.
A knock sounded at the front door, Paul sniffed the air. “It’s Jay.”
“That’s so freaky how you do that. Smelling people on your porch from the kitchen table is not normal.” She teased. “You know that right?”
Excited, Luke ran to the door. She heard Luke open the door and greet his friend, “Hey Jay. Guess what. My mom is going to marry my dad. She said yes.”
Paul nipped at her chin. “Just because you’re the sexiest mate ever, wearing my ring, and I love you doesn’t mean I won’t punish you for your sass, kitten.”
She snorted, “That wasn’t sass, that was fact. Sass is me saying something like… What’s that boy? Did Timmy fall down the well? Or, maybe, waving a lone sock under your nose and asking you to help me find the match.”
Heat filled his expression, and he eyed her like she was his prey. He licked his lips as if he could already taste her. Her body went on heightened alert and readied itself for him. Her core clenched and cream leaked from her pussy. He took a deep breath, his nostrils flared, and a deep vibrating growl came from his chest when her scent reached him.
“You are in so much trouble, kitten.”
Cathy groaned when Jay and Luke ran into the room, interrupting their foreplay.
“Hi, Ms. Cathy.”
Paul kissed the tip of her nose and whispered, “to be continued later, kitten.”
“Hello, Mr. Jay. How are you this morning?”
“I’m good. Do you feel better? Your bruises are almost gone. You look much better than yesterday.”
“I do feel less train-wreckish this morning. Thank you for asking.”
“Luke, said you’re getting married.”
“I am.”
“That’s cool. He’s happy about it, I can tell. Hey, is that waffles and bacon?” Jay eyed the plate in the center of the table with longing and hope.
Paul cleared his throat and his eyes watered as he struggled not to laugh.
“It is. Would you like some?”
Cathy didn’t have to offer twice. Jay jumped up in an empty chair and pulled the plate towards him. Cathy went to the drawer and got Jay and extra knife and fork. “Go ahead and eat what’s left.”
“Wow, thanks Ms. Cathy.”
Luke sat next to Jay, watching in awe as his friend added butter and syrup to four waffles and five pieces of bacon. “Your mom didn’t make breakfast this morning?”
“She made eggs and hash browns, and toast,” Jay said around a huge syrup bite, “but that was like two hours ago. Wolves eat a lot. Besides, this is waffles and bacon, Luke. There’s always room for waffles and bacon.”
“Yeah, I agree. Dad’s waffles are the best.”
Paul stood a bit taller and nodded. “They are.”
Jay grinned at his much older cousin and rolled his eyes. “Ms. Cathy?”
“Yes?”
“You know mated, to us wolves, is like being married, right?”
Unsure of where the conversation was headed and ignoring the implied, Are you stupid or something? Cathy answered carefully, “I am aware, yes.”
Jay nodded with a thoughtful expression. “My dads say that even though humans are mated, they will still want to get married, because that’s their custom. They said it’s also because the government doesn’t recognize matings. On account of the fact, that they don’t know about shifters, and humans need that piece of paper, like Ms. Fee did. She and the Alpha and Beta are mates, but she married the Alpha so he and Cade could adopt Emma Grace. If something happened to Ms. Fee, and they weren’t married, Emma Grace could be sent away. I’m glad Ms. Fee married them so that can’t happen. Is that why you’re marrying Paul? So Luke can’t be sent away?”
Paul crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back against the counter. Cathy looked at Paul. He smiled, shook his head, and mouth “Good luck.”
“It’s true that we do need that piece of paper for legal reasons, but we could always file other papers that take its place, if we don’t get married. Luke wants Paul to adopt him and the only way to do that is for Paul and I to marry. But, that’s not the only reason I’m marrying Paul. I’m marrying him because I love him and that piece of paper lets the whole world know.”
“Like the mating mark lets the whole shifter world know you’re mates?”
“Exactly. With that piece of paper, we become Cathy and Luke Creed. When we do that, both sides will know we belong to Paul.”
Jay nodded as he thought over what Cathy said. He looked at Luke, “You can marry Emma Grace on paper, you’re both human, that seems only fair.”
Cathy sighed and dropped her head. Paul laughed quietly.
“Ms. Cathy?”
If he asked her where babies came from she was going to jump out the window. Cathy raised her head, looked at Jay, and waited.
“Can Luke go ride ponies with me?”
Oh, thank the Fates for small favors and the end to awkward conversations. “Who’s riding with you?”
“Cade, Emma Grace, and my dads.”
“Sure, he can go.”
Both boys whooped and jumped from their chairs. Luke kissed her cheek, and they rushed to the door, barely bidding her and Paul goodbye in their excitement.
She could feel Paul watching her as they cleared the table. Once the kitchen was put to rights, Paul wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, “Don’t think I forgot about those sassy comments, kitten.” He licked her mating mark. “I want you to go upstairs to the playroom and wait for me. You have two minutes. We have some celebrating to do.”
Cathy felt no fear at his order, only excitement. She knew what she was doing when she goaded Paul. She couldn’t wait to see what deviously sexy form of torture, he had in store for her. He released her, and she ran upstairs to do his bidding. She ripped her clothes from her body, entered the playroom, and waited.
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