by Marie Mason
“Katie, I need you to—” He gritted his teeth as he felt himself grow. He muttered again as the knot in his cock formed, locking them together. He could no more have held it back then he could have stopped the storm that had led them to this moment in time.
“Logan!” Katie screamed and it was the most wonderful sound he had ever heard. It wasn’t pain filled nor did it hold even a hint of fear. It was joy and ecstasy. His seed released, spilling out of him with an explosive force that made him shudder.
Her breath was coming in gasps and he knew she was feeling the bursts of cum he was still shooting inside her, along with the hard knot that was stretching her pussy, pushing against the roughened skin inside. It was that pressure that kept her body convulsing.
“Logan, what’s happening?”
“That’s my knot inside you, baby”
“I don’t understand.”
“I’m a wolf shifter, Katie. And I’m closer to my animal side than you might think.” He stared down at her. “Doesn’t it feel good?”
“Yes, oh, God, Logan, I’m coming again.”
He captured her mouth with his, grinding his lips against hers and thrusting his tongue inside hers. He moved his hips, pulling the knot along the sensitive sheath of her pussy.
Again, she wanted to move but he had to clamp his hand on her hip to keep her still. Slight movements brought waves of pleasure. If she tried to move more, it could hurt her. And hurting Katie was the last thing he ever wanted to do.
As her orgasm waned, he stopped moving. He held her in his arms, touching her anywhere he could. The faster he brought himself down from the high, the sooner he could love her again. He grinned down at her as she simply lay there.
“Oh, Katie, you look so damn beautiful.” And how I love you. He wanted to shout the words to the world and whisper them to her every night from this night forward.
But he couldn’t, not yet.
He still sensed the uneasiness within her, even after what they had just shared. She wanted him alright. She wanted the passion and pleasure he could give her, but she wasn’t ready for the commitment he craved. That he would have from her.
He had never in his life been so close to another person.
Katie floated back down from whatever heavenly plane she had escaped to. What the fuck had just happened? She licked her lips, not at all surprised to taste the flavor of salt on her lip. Her body was bathed in perspiration. That had been the most intense…anything she had ever experienced. Damn, but what had the wolf shifter done to her? Was still doing to her?
His palm smoothed over her shoulders, her arm, over her hip and down her leg, then back up her leg since it was still bent at the knee.
Sweet heavens, he was still inside her, still hard. Still…oh, my God! He had knotted her. She tried to scramble away.
“Sssh, baby. It’s okay, remember, it’s just me.”
What the hell had just happened, she thought, seconds before his lips closed over hers once again.
In a few moments, she simply didn’t care.
CHAPTER FIVE
The next morning found them sitting side by side at the breakfast bar sharing a huge breakfast they had made together. Just like an old married couple on a lazy Sunday morning.
Katie realized she needed to return to her rented cabin, no matter how horrible the conditions were. One more night with Logan and she was afraid she’d never be able to walk way.
“You okay, baby?”
She lifted her head and was grabbed by those eyes that pierced through her heart and straight to her soul. “Last night should never have happened,” she blurted out.
“I agree.”
Her heart plummeted to her toes and her gaze dropped to his feet. Even with a shattering heart, she noticed how damn sexy even that part of his body was. His feet were big—she gulped, thinking the comparison between shoe size and cock size was definitely true in his case. He was so big it had been slightly uncomfortable to take him the first couple of times last night.
She mentally slapped a hand over her mouth when a hysterical giggle rose, threatening to escape. First couple of times. When had she ever imagined she’d use those words thinking about a sexual encounter? Never. That’s when.
But that didn’t make the tears threatening to form disappear. He agreed last night had been a mistake. She should have been shouting in agreement, not being consumed with the hollow sense of disappointment welling up inside her.
“Look at me, Katie.”
She ordered her head to lift. When her eyes met his, she felt a jolt right down to her toes.
“I agree last night shouldn’t have happened.” He paused, his eyes searched hers and she prayed none of her feelings were bleeding through the tight control she’d slammed down over top of them.
“Not yet. Not until I explained some things to you.” One of his hands spread across her low back until his palm was cupping her ass. “But I had to have you. My wolf was going fucking insane.” He growled the last words at the base of her throat as he leaned closer, his breath hot and heavy against her skin. Her head lulled to the side so that he could have easy access to any part of her that he wanted.
“How much do you now about wolf shifters?”
She looked at him shyly. “A heck of whole lot more today than I did yesterday.” She dropped her gaze below his hips.
“You are a naughty girl, Katie Wilson.”
”Maybe.
Logan laughed, delighted in his mate’s flirtation. He was pretty sure she didn’t know wolves only knotted with their mates. Some parts of the shifter culture weren’t common knowledge. He had a feeling that if she did, she would have run down the mountain, two feet of snow or not.
He was afraid to tell her that he’d already escalated their relationship far beyond a simple weekend hookup.
“Did you enjoy last night, Katie?”
“Yes.”
“Then I propose we enjoy today and tonight. The plows should be through in the morning and we’ll be able to go back to the city. Stay and play with me, Katie,” he coaxed coming off the bar stool to pull her in his arms. He rocked her against him, letting her feel the burgeoning of his cock. “Stay and let me play with you.”
And everything would go back to normal, she thought, a jolt of pain flashing through her heart. For a moment she thought, why was she staying? Why was she willing to play with fire? But if the snow gods were offering her another day with this wolf then she, by golly, was going to take it. With both hands. Her gaze fell below his waist again. Cause she needed both hands to handle what Logan was packing. A smile lit up her face. “I think that’s a great idea.”
Logan studied Katie’s face to see if she was simply saying what she thought he wanted to hear. He decided she wasn’t, that she wanted to be with him as much as he wanted to be with her. “Thank you, Katie. I promise you won’t be disappointed.”
Logan knew she needed a little more wooing before she believed him and not the fucking reputation he’d acquired over the years. Oh, he’d dated a lot of women in the past—he loved the company of women. They were soft and delicate in appearance, bringing out the protective instinct in his wolf. Fulfilling a part of him that was incomplete because he’d had yet to meet his mate. Now he was whole. His wolf was happy. And he was damn horny.
That was another thing. His reputation made it sound like he had a new woman in his bed every other night. He’d been very select in the women he’d had sex with. There hadn’t been that many and only when he’d absolutely couldn’t keep the urges of his wolf under control. Well, that didn’t count the time in his early twenties when it had been all about getting pussy. Shifters were sexual beings and his sex drive had been off the charts during that decade. Most unmated wolves were like that.
Katie leaned forward and put her arms around Logan’s neck, pulling his head down to hers. “I certainly hope I’m not disappointed, but I have to tell you, last night is going to be a tough act to follow.”
Log
an growled against her lips. “Oh, baby, you ain’t see nothing yet.”
With those words, he picked her up and carried her back upstairs, breakfast forgotten for the next few hours.
Later that morning, they walked through the snow, pressed together like bookends to a book, hip against hip, thigh against thigh, shoulder against shoulder, as if they couldn’t go without touching. Just a touch of snow was still falling. The same large, wet flakes of yesterday that simply floated to the ground.
“It’s so beautiful,” Katie whispered. It was so quiet, the snow acting like a natural insulator. The only sounds to be heard were a few birds calling to each other.
“Yes, it is.”
She turned to look at him, the sound of his voice deep and rumbling. He was looking directly at her when he spoke.
“Thank you.” She smiled at him before dipping her head slightly, hiding the expression on her face. Heaven help her to make it through the weekend without her heart being broken.
They continued to walk through the trees, Logan guiding her over a downed log here and there. Once, he had to pick her up and lift her over. Her protest of being too heavy was quelled instantly with a look from his dark eyes. She was finally comfortable with her size—with him. How could she not be, after the things they’d done last night. And again this morning. She still wanted to ask him about the knot, but was afraid to. Or, she was more afraid of the answer he might give her.
“Are we having naughty thoughts again, baby?”
“Mmmm,” she purred. “Most definitely.”
“Well, before you get those panties too wet, there’s something I want to show you.”
Katie’s eyes danced with excitement and she forgot about smacking him in the arm for his crude comment. “Your wolf?”
He nodded at her eagerness. “And something else.”
A few more yards and a gazebo came into sight. As they neared, she realized it wasn’t just a gazebo. The sides and the top were covered in glass, providing protection from the elements.
“Oh, Logan. This is beautiful.” He climbed the stairs before her and opened a sliding glass door. Along the walls and around the floor were strings of lights and there was a large pile of blankets on the floor. She realized he must have brought all this out while she’d been in the shower. Why the heck did he have to be so romantic?
Once he was inside, he closed the door back.
She was surprised at the heat that greeted them and asked. “How is it heated?”
“Solar power. No muss, no fuss. It keeps it about sixty-eight degrees all year round. It’ll seem colder than you think after you’ve been here awhile.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re going to be naked by then.”
“Oh, really? Says who?” Katie had never felt so free, so uninhibited.
“Says this big, bad wolf.”
They stood for several moments simply looking at each other and smiling.
“Now, I think you wanted to see my wolf, didn’t you?”
Katie sat down on the bench at the back of the gazebo. “Yes, please.” She put her hands under her legs in case she got too excited and reached out to touch him. She didn’t know if that was allowed.
Logan took off his coat. Sitting down beside her, he removed his boots and socks before standing back up. He pulled his t-shirt over his head in that sexy move that bunched his arms and made the muscles of his chest ripple with power. Next, he reached for the fastener of his jeans. Her eyes held his as he lowered the zipper and pushed them off his hips.
“Could we—”
“Later, baby.” They both knew she wanted to take him in her mouth and taste him.
“Ready?”
She nodded her head.
“Now don’t be scared. It doesn’t hurt me.”
“Okay.” Katie took a deep breath and waited. She realized that if she had blinked at the wrong time, she would have missed it. One moment Logan was standing in front of her in all his wondrous glory and the next, a dark gray, almost charcoal colored wolf sat before her, looking up at her.
“Logan?”
He stood and walked to her and she was surprised at his size. Even in animal form, Logan was a big man, much bigger than a wolf in the wild. He butted her thigh until she moved one of her hands and held it out to him. He slid his head under the palm and she realized he wanted her to stroke him. She did, slowly at first, starting at his head, and going down his back. Again and again, she touched him, loving the feel of his silky fur beneath her fingers. Soon he was between her legs and she was stroking him with both hands, her palms running down his sides and back up again.
“Oh, you are a beauty, aren’t you?”
Katie had never been around animals very much, not even dogs when she was younger. But she was so drawn to him. Felt so comfortable with him. He almost seemed to purr beneath her touch. As if he read her thoughts comparing him to a cat, he gave a low growl, making her laugh at her fertile imagination. The wolf could not read her mind. “Do you want to go for a run while I wait here?”
The animal whined, but looked over his shoulder at the door, then back at her again.
“It’s okay. I don’t mind.” She got up, crossed the small space, and opened the door. When she started to close it, he took the sleeve of her coat in his teeth and gently pulled. “Logan. I can’t run through the snow with you.”
He didn’t let go until she had followed him down the stairs.
“Okay, fine. But when I twist my ankle, you’ll have to shift and carry me back. Naked. In the snow.”
As if agreeing that he would, he made a low, short sound that sounded almost like a bark.
She put her hands on her hips. “You might not be so agreeable if the cold gets to certain parts of you, if you know what I mean.”
When he growled this time, baring his teeth, she squealed and took off through the snow, circling around the gazebo where the land appeared to be nice and flat. He chased her, catching up with her and nipping at her heels before drawing back and pawing at the snow ready to charge again.
Katie had never had so much fun in her life. She’d never played in the snow before. She had no siblings and her parents had been an older couple when they’d had her. A mid-life surprise. She laughed and she ran. She threw snowballs and she fell in love with her wolf just a little bit more.
Finally, she called a halt, holding her side.
In a second, Logan had shifted and was by her side. “Are you alright?”
“I don’t know. I—” She was bent over, pretending to catch her breath. As stealthily as she could, she gathered two handfuls of snow and smashed it against his chest and in his hair—anywhere she could. Will not anywhere. She did want to have some more fun today. She tried to get away, but he was faster than she anticipated.
“Oh, no, you don’t, honey.” His hands clamped down on her upper arms and he was pulling her close. “You are gonna pay for that.”
With one swift move, he bent and had her over his shoulder, fireman style. “Put me down, right now, you big lug.”
He just laughed and strode back to the gazebo. Katie lay over his shoulder and grinned. This was not a bad position to be in she thought, watching the bunch and release of his naked ass. Her hand skimmed down his back to grip one cheek. “Not bad at all,” she murmured to herself.
He stood her on her feet once they were back in the gazebo and immediately, he shook himself off like a wet dog. Fast melting flakes of snow flew off his hair and shoulders. “Stop that, that’s cold!” she protested.
“I know.” He grinned at her and she stuck her tongue out at him.
“Soon, baby. Soon I’ll let you taste me. Now let’s get you naked.” First, he unbuttoned her coat and slid it off her shoulders. He tossed it in the corner where he’d put his earlier. He bent down and took off her shoes and then her socks. She held onto his shoulder while he did, craving the contact.
He moved away, going to sit on the bench she’d occupied earlier. “Now
the rest.”
She wore another thermal shirt. Gathering the hem in her hands, she crossed her arms and pulled it over her head. She couldn’t see his expression as she revealed herself to him, but hoped he liked what he saw. She’d worn a pink satin bra today, a brand new one she’d packed for the weekend with Brad. She laughed to herself, thinking what a turn this adventure at taken. Remembering the flash of his slightly flabby white ass as he’d fucked the nurse, she was pretty damn sure she’d gotten the better end of the deal. She couldn’t contain her snicker. Logan just looked at her with a raised brow, but didn’t ask what she’d found so funny. She was glad. Because then she’d have to tell him what a magnificent ass he had and he was big headed enough as it was. Another snicker.
Could you get high from being happy?
“Now your jeans.”
She slowly unzipped them and shimmied them down her hips. Unlike him she hadn’t gone commando, but wore a matching pair of pink spandex boy briefs.
“What no more kitten panties?”
“What?” When she looked at him, he was smiling.
“You had on a pair of panties with grey and pink kittens when I found you in the snow
“Oh, God, you saw those, didn’t you?” She wanted to bury her head in her hands in embarrassment.
“Yep.”
“Well, I don’t have any more kitten panties. Although I do have a pair with yellow ducks on them, I think.” She cocked her hips. “Don’t you like these?”
She knew he did by the way he licked his lips as if he couldn’t wait to get a taste of her.
“Come here.” He got to his feet and led her to the middle of the quilts. She put up no resistance when he pulled her down beside him.
“Comfortable?” he asked. “Not too cold?”
How could she be cold when his almost liquid heat surrounded her?
“Hmmm.”
He smiled at her. “Hmmm, indeed.” One of his long fingers trailed down the bridge of her nose, her chin. He placed his index finger against her lower lip, and pulled it downward, exposing the wet moistness inside. Her mouth closed around his finger, sucking it as if it were covered with sugar. Her tongue twirled and swished as his finger moved inside her mouth with a steady, erotic rhythm. He groaned and slowly withdrew his finger. He stroked the wet digit along her collarbones, detouring to her left breast to draw a circle around her areola, making the reddish brown skin crinkle. “You are beautiful…exquisite.”