by Emma Dean
Shane was really nervous for her to see his place. No one came over, not since it was built. Kai had insisted on it being a certain size – in case he had a family one day. Shane had honestly thought it would never happen; the universe couldn’t possibly have someone who could ease his compulsions.
Screwing a pretty girl or dating a human for fun wasn’t the same thing. And despite Bonnie being human and their rough beginning, she’d always calmed him.
“I think I like it better than the main house,” she murmured as she looked around. She took off her coat and scarf while Shane yelled at the smart home to turn the lights on.
Instantly light flared to reveal a similar set up to Kai’s house. The mudroom had one door on the side that led into the laundry room. That also connected to the kitchen and pantry. The pantry was connected to the garage. He assumed to make bringing in groceries easier, but Shane never had much food in his house. Kai always fed them at the main house or they ate out.
Bonnie took a few of the shopping bags from him and smiled. “It’s cozy.”
Her blue eyes sparkled at him and Shane took a moment to admire them. After a stressful day she was still by his side and Shane hadn’t felt this kind of security…ever.
“Where should I put these?” she asked.
“Um, the bedroom,” he said. Then Shane realized he hadn’t set up space for her to put her clothes. “Wait, we need to wash them first!”
Bonnie turned and arched a brow at him, but she didn’t say anything when he took the bags back from her and put them all in the laundry room. Shane took each item out of the bag, one at a time. He took off the tag, and then set it into a pile.
Despite the heathens in his pack, not everything was washed together. Bonnie had picked out a lot of red. It would be better to wash those separate. The underwear and bra he knew should be washed on delicate in one of the mesh bags.
“You’re muttering,” she said softly, wrapping her hands around his waist and leaning into him from behind. “Are you nervous?”
Shane didn’t stop organizing the clothes. Bonnie could wear some of his clothes to sleep. But she’d need something in the morning. He reached for the underwear first and then paused. It wasn’t necessary.
He threw the jeans and tops that weren’t red or delicate or white into the washer and grinned. Knowing she wouldn’t be wearing panties was a delicious idea. Shane measured the natural laundry detergent exactly and poured that into the right compartment.
“Shane,” Bonnie pressed. “Are you nervous?”
This had to be done exactly or her clothes would be ruined. He couldn’t stop the ritual even if he wanted to. He closed the top and then started the washer. Right before he was about to start the next ritual of checking the dryer for clothes he knew weren’t there and then cleaning the laundry room she grabbed his hand.
“The bags need to go in recycling,” he told her, shuddering as she turned him around. It was difficult to ignore the urge to check the dryer anyway.
“Hey, it’s okay,” she told him. “We’ll make sure it goes into recycling.”
Bonnie wrapped her arms around his neck and finally he looked down into her eyes. There was so much understanding he let out a long breath and rested his forehead against hers in relief. Some of the compulsion eased when he pulled her closer.
“Yes, I’m nervous. You may not like the house, or you’ll want to change stuff because that’s what women do when they make a place a home. I don’t have an empty drawer for your clothes and the closet wouldn’t be even.”
The words burst out of his mouth. Rarely did Shane ever explain his thought process or the strange little things that bothered him. But if Bonnie was going to be his mate, she’d see them all the time.
“I’m also afraid that my oddities will make living with me one day impossible,” he murmured, burying his hands in her gorgeous, thick hair.
Bonnie played with the hair at the nape of his neck and breathed him in, whether she’d admit that was what she was doing or not, Shane knew better. “One step at a time, babe,” she told him. “The clothes are getting washed and we’ll do the recycling. Then you can show me everything. I promise not to change anything. My clothes can sit on an empty chair for all I care or we can get a suitcase for them.”
Shane hugged her tight. He didn’t deserve someone like her. “And if you move in here one day?”
She laughed and pulled back so she could look at his face. “Getting a little ahead of ourselves aren’t we?”
The teasing tone made him smile and some of his stress eased. “I like to think ahead,” he told her, kissing that delicious spot in the hollow of her collarbone. “Just in case.”
“Mm, okay. I guess if I were to move in one day we could sit down like adults and discuss what would work for both of us. We could take a day and maybe figure out the clothes situation so we’re both happy. But I’m going to tell you now; I’m going to want to add on a small room. I like having my own space to display all my lovely things.”
Just talking about the future with her made him giddy. He pulled down her sweater and pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “As long as it’s well in advance and I’m prepared for the change and we’ve both agreed.”
“I have no idea what your taste in décor is like,” she murmured, gasping when he ran his hand along the top of her shoulder until his hand was on the back of her neck, thumb pushing gently on her jaw so he could kiss right under the bone and nibble on her ear. “But I won’t change everything.”
“There is no décor,” he whispered, tickling her with his breath. “I haven’t seen a need or a reason to.”
“Guess we’ll have to fix that one day,” Bonnie whispered, turning to kiss him.
Her hunger fueled his own when she bit his bottom lip. Shane couldn’t help the growl as his wolf delighted in the possessive display. “How about I show you the master bedroom first?”
“I think that’s a great idea,” Bonnie said, her voice desperate and needy.
Before she could protest Shane scooped her up in his arms like she was his bride and strode through the house. It wasn’t large like Kai’s. It had only four bedrooms compared to the ten in the main house. The living spaces weren’t extravagant or made to fit an entire pack.
Bonnie kissed his neck which made walking more difficult than it should have been.
He shoved his door open and then crossed to his king-sized bed – another present from his Alpha. Shane laid Bonnie down on the bed. The need he had for her was so powerful he almost gave in to it, but this time Shane wanted to take his time and worship her properly.
After all, she deserved that and more.
Slowly he pulled off each of her boots and then her socks, maintaining eye contact the whole time. Bonnie’s lips parted when his hands gently ran over her legs to her hips. His fingers trailed along the seam of her jeans and he thoroughly enjoyed the way her muscles quivered under his touch.
Unbuttoning her pants he let her reach out for his own. Then Shane trailed the hem of her panties as he let her unzip him. She was gorgeous in the warm light of his room and her blue eyes were so bright he couldn’t look away.
When she made to pull down his pants he pulled away. He wanted to be the one to worship her tonight. Her skin was soft as he trailed his hands up her sides, lifting her sweater with them until she was only in her bra. It was some barely-there scrap of red lace and his growl of approval made her smile.
Bonnie leaned back on her elbows and he took the cue, yanking her pants off in one swift motion. Her fucking underwear was red lace too. Shane licked his lips, wanting to taste her. He’d promised to make a feast of her. It was time to follow through.
Shane kicked off his boots and yanked off his socks. He knew once he got started clothes would be an inconvenience he might just shred through. Pulling off his shirt hid her from view for just a moment and Bonnie took the opportunity to yank his pants down. It made his hard cock tent his boxer briefs, making his need for her obvious.
Before she could get any ideas, Shane fell to his knees and spread her thighs at the same time. Bonnie gasped when he gently ran his thumb over her clit. He looked up and watched her watching him.
The blue in her eyes was darker somehow…deeper. Her eyelids were half-mast and when he placed his mouth on her over the lace she threw her head back with a moan. His fingers on her thigh tightened as he controlled his vicious desire, telling him to take her, claim her, and make her his forever.
But Bonnie didn’t want that, not yet. He had to show her why being his mate was the right choice, why she should choose him. Shane shoved his wolf back and slid her panties down and over her legs.
She was completely exposed to him and looked fucking delicious, still propped up on her arms so she could watch him. Shane leaned down and licked her slowly from the bottom to the top and then back down. Bonnie started to pant as he watched her and his dick ached enough to hurt.
Swirling his tongue around her clit he slipped a finger inside her, enjoying how fucking wet she was. God, she was so ready for him. Shane’s grip tightened on her thigh again when her walls pulsed around his finger, practically begging him for more.
Fucking Christ he wanted to give her more.
Shane slid a second finger in and Bonnie lifted her hips up, pressing into his mouth as he licked and sucked. He wanted her to come like this before he took her. He wanted her to know exactly how long his equipment would last.
His pace increased as her hips rose and fell faster and faster. Pressing the pads of his fingers to her G spot inside her he licked long and slow before sucking on her lips, her clit and as she quivered around him Shane used the one thing he knew would send her over the edge. He growled right against her, wanting to take her hard, but wanting to enjoy her all night more.
The vibration sent her right over the edge and Bonnie screamed his name while she fell into a quivering mess on the bed, and still he didn’t let up. Shane slowed down as he watched her squirm underneath him.
She was fucking his and he refused to give her a reason to deny the mate bond.
Stripping his boxer briefs off Shane grabbed a condom from his pants and slid it on. Then he climbed up on the bed with her, gently pulling her higher. “Did you like that?” he asked, kissing the top of each breast. Fuck, he loved the way the red lace looked against her creamy skin.
“Shane, if you don’t get inside me right now I’m going to lose my mind.” Bonnie reached down and palmed his dick.
He couldn’t stop himself from thrusting into her hand. God, she felt so good and he was wound so tight. But then he took her hand off of him and placed both of her wrists above her head and pinned her down.
“I asked if you liked that,” he growled, pressing the head of his cock against her slick entrance. Christ, she was dripping and the scent of her arousal and pleasure was making his thoughts hazy.
“Yes,” she gasped as he slid in just an inch.
He waited a moment. “Do you want more?”
Bonnie lifted her hips, trying to slide him in herself. “I want all of you,” she told him. “All of you.” Then she tried to reach for him, but he held her down.
Shane slid in another inch and she clenched around his dick. “You’ll get all of me,” he promised her. “But when I say so.”
Her moan as he slowly entered her made him even harder if that were even possible. Shane bit the inside of his cheek as he eased farther and farther in until his hips finally hit hers. Carefully he moved down onto his elbows and then released her wrists.
Bonnie stared into his eyes for a moment and there was something he saw there…but then it was gone when she arched an eyebrow. “Trying to make this take all night?”
“You implied I couldn’t. I feel I should prove you wrong,” he teased. “Are you telling me to make this last all of ten minutes?”
She laughed and it made him smile. Shane never smiled, but Bonnie could make him do it at the drop of a hat. As he looked down at her he realized he loved her. Despite their rocky start, and the shit-fit she’d thrown…this woman was pure life and she injected it into everything around her.
Shane had no idea how to live without her now that he’d gotten a tiny glimpse of what that would be like.
He pulled out and then thrust back into her hard and she moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist. It gave him a better angle and he was able to get deeper. Shane thrust again, pushing as deep into her as he could go.
Her breathing became rapid again and her nails dug into his shoulders, urging him on. It was pure torture to be inside her and his need grew as she moved against him, meeting every thrust. Shane picked up his pace, feeling like he was about to explode.
His teeth ached to claim her, but he gritted them instead and pounded inside of her to fight off the sensation. Shane needed his scent all over her; he needed his name on her lips. “Come for me,” he demanded, feeling the way she shuddered around him already.
“Shane.” His name was a prayer this time and he groaned, losing himself completely in her. Shane slammed into her one last time and the orgasm that ripped through him was so violent his vision went dark for a moment.
“Bonnie,” he murmured, pressing his face to her neck to taste the sweet sweat there. “Bonnie,” he said again, instead of telling her how he felt. Telling her he loved her would only scare her off, but part of him hoped she could hear it in the way he said her name.
“If I said I believed you could go all night could we maybe sleep?” she asked, running her fingers through his hair.
“Only if you tell everyone I made love to you for eight hours straight.” He rubbed his face against her breasts. Shane couldn’t get enough of the way she smelled, like sweet grass and honey.
Her laugh made him smile. “I wouldn’t dream of anything less,” she murmured. “Now get up so I can take a shower.”
“Want some company?” he asked, rolling over.
“Only if you wash my hair.” Her ass swayed as she walked to the bathroom.
“I’ll wash whatever the fuck you want me to.” Shane felt his dick harden again. This woman was going to kill him, he was sure of it.
Chapter Fourteen
Bonnie
She woke up to Shane with his face between her legs.
Bonnie gasped, her eyes flew open when she realized what was going on. “Shane!” Then his tongue swirled so slow and delicious her groan was almost embarrassing. The things this man did to her were almost unreal. How was he so fucking good at eating her out?
And he liked doing it enough she never had to ask.
Her hands buried in his hair, but she wanted something else. Bonnie shoved him off of her and rolled over onto her stomach. When she raised her ass in the air he cursed and grabbed her ass cheeks hard enough to bruise.
“Can wolves get STDs?” she asked as he fingered her.
“We don’t get sick,” he said. “So no.”
Bonnie arched her back and wiggled her ass. “I’m on the pill and I’m clean.”
This time it was a stream of curses. “You don’t want me to use a condom?” he asked.
The fact that he wanted to clarify before entering her…Bonnie threw him a look over her shoulder. “No, I don’t want you to use one.”
Then she felt the head of his cock against her entrance and still Shane hesitated. “Is something wrong?” she asked. “Does that bother your OCD?”
“No,” Shane growled. He eased into her and she felt the delicious stretch as her body accommodated him deep inside her.
Each stroke brought her closer and his hand on her back was warm, Bonnie pushed back into him, silently urging him to go faster. She needed him like she’d never needed anyone before. And it seemed the feeling was mutual.
There was a moment the night before when he’d said her name…Bonnie never had anyone say it like that before. There was so much emotion in that one word, it kind of scared her, but it also made her completely melt.
She knew in her heart, S
hane loved her. The bond between them was tightening and it was getting easier to tap into his emotions. Bonnie wasn’t as scared of the revelation as she would have been a few weeks ago.
Being so tied to him was comforting rather than terrifying. Shane was a good man. He was exactly what she loved in a guy.
“I want you to come for me,” she told him, wiggling her hips as she felt how close she was. Bonnie’s skin felt tight, like any moment she would burst.
Shane cursed as he pounded into her, and it hit just the right spot. The rough way he took her had her instantly toppling over the edge, shaking and screaming as his cock drove deeper and deeper. He roared and she felt him pulse inside her with how large he was, how much he stretched her.
His hot cum made her shudder at the delicious sensation.
Then she collapsed as the pleasure made her vision spark with stars.
“Are you all right?” he asked, sounding strained and worried at the same time.
Bonnie laughed and rolled over, hating the sensation of him leaving her body. “I’m fine, just a little dazed from how good that was.”
He lay down next to her and wrapped his arms around her, tugging her back against him. They lay like that for a few minutes and she sighed happily. When was the last time she’d ever been this happy with a guy?
Never was the answer. Bonnie had never felt like this. And Shane…her feelings for him were deeper and stronger than they’d been for any boyfriend despite only knowing him for barely a week.
This mate shit was insane, but it was hard to deny what she could feel.
Bonnie sighed. She should probably get up and rinse off, but the bed was so fucking comfortable. Then her stomach growled.
“Are you hungry?” Shane asked. “I’m sure someone’s cooking breakfast over at the main house.”
She reached over and checked her phone. It was only six in the morning. What was it about the mountain air that made her wake up super early? “Yeah we could do that,” she said. “What else did you have in mind?”
Shane reached over her to grab his own phone and frowned when he looked at it. “Still no update from Alexander’s program. I have no idea how those fuckers hid the call so well. Until we have more information on where the threat came from there’s nothing I can do other than stay close to you.”