He thrust his tongue within her passage, shocking her. Hanna lay gasping.
“Marcus, no, I can’t stand it.”
His thumb brushed her clit, electric shocks sparking up and down her spine.
“Yes, you can. For me.”
For him. What wouldn’t she do for him? Not much.
“I can’t hold on any longer. I’ve wanted this ass for so long, I have to have it.” He reached over into the bedside drawers and pulled out a condom.
Disappointment seared her, robbing her breath.
“What is it?” He immediately knelt beside her. He ran his hand over her back. “Are you sore? Is it the plug?”
“You changed your mind.”
“What?” His brow furrowed and he glanced down at the condom in his hand. “No, baby, never. I’m wearing a condom to take your ass.”
“Oh,” she said, feeling foolish.
“I don’t want to leave you to clean up. This way I don’t have to. Believe me, honey, you are not getting away from me. By the end of the night you will be mine. Forever.”
Thank god.
“Now relax and I’ll pull out this plug.” Hanna forced herself to release all her tension as he withdrew the plug. She felt surprisingly bereft, but then something warm and hard nudged her asshole and Marcus pushed himself inside her, his lubricated cock slipping inside her inch by agonizing inch.
“Oh, oh, it feels so good. A bit weird, but so damn good.”
“You don’t need to tell me, sweetheart,” he told her. “It’s taking every bit of control I have not to come right now.” He pushed all the way inside her and they both expelled a breath. He rocked in and out, slowly at first then faster. Pleasure washed up her spine and down over her breasts and stomach, firing at her pussy.
“Goddamn, it’s too much. Shit, I’m pulling out before I come,” he told her. “Hold on now.”
They both moaned as he withdrew from her.
“Roll over for me, baby, I need you.”
Marcus pulled off the condom, his cock hard and gleaming in the light. He pulled out the pillows from beneath her hips.
“Spread for me, nice and wide, show me how swollen with need your pussy is.”
His words were fuel to the fire enveloping her and she parted her thighs, watching his face grow hungry as he took his cock in hand, stroking himself.
He climbed onto the bed, nestled between her knees and took her lips, stealing her gasp as he pushed the head of his shaft into her. Pulsing, he moved back and forth, just the tip of him, teasing, tantalizing.
“More, more.” She grabbed at his hips, trying to force more of him inside her. “More, damn you.”
“With pleasure, my Hanna.” He drove himself inside her, filling her. Her eyes rolled back, the feel of him inside her almost too intense.
“Breathe, Hanna, breathe for me.” He thrust in and out, harder with each movement, growing faster with each push.
“Damn, I can’t last, my cock is about to bursp.”
Hot. Heavy. Deep.
He slipped a finger around to tap her clit. “Please tell me you’re close.”
“I am, I am.” A tingling feeling developed in her toes, racing up her legs to circle her clit. Her passage pulsed, tightened around the thick cock pumping in and out of her. She clasped at his back, desperately trying to take more of him.
They rolled together, their breaths mingling, heaving in and out of their lungs. Pulses started deep within her, working their way out as she closed her eyes, savoring this feeling. His cock jerked inside her and he shouted as he came.
She shattered. Her world spun, shrunk, then expanded. Her soul left her body, gravitating toward his, merging with him, the feeling so intense, so surreal that she screamed.
The world went black.
Marcus held his mate against his chest, smoothing his hand over her soft hair. Why wouldn’t she wake up? Was this normal? Should he go get help? He should never have fucked her. She was still fragile from the kidnapping. She needed coddling, some TLC, not to have him ram her as though he were an animal in rut.
He’d been fighting his need for her all week. She was his world. His reason for living. It was up to him to care for her, protect her, look after her.
No one would take her from him again. No one.
His possessive instincts had been on overdrive. He’d had to fight the need to cuff her to his wrist, to keep her in his sight 24/7. The fear of losing her again was a tight knot in his stomach that kept him awake at night, watching her.
If he hadn’t been needed elsewhere, he would have kept them both in bed. But then he’d never have been able to resist her.
The wolf had gone wild during her kidnapping, needing to bind her to them, wanting the mating bond so they’d never again have to wonder where she was and if she was safe. He’d managed to resist until he’d walked into their bathroom and found her naked. Then all his good intentions had eroded.
He leaned up on one elbow to watch her. He skimmed the back of his fingers down her cheek. Damn, she was so pale. Yep, he needed to get some help.
But as he rolled off the bed, she stirred, opening her eyes.
“Marcus?”
He cupped her cheek. “Hey, baby, how you doing?”
“What happened?”
“You passed out.”
She flushed, looking sheepish. “I did? I’m sorry, how embarrassing.”
Marcus grinned. “It’s okay, babe. How are you feeling?”
Stretching, she yawned. “You know what? I feel great. I feel more alive than I have in ages. Energetic.” She looked up at him, her eyes widening. “Do you feel it?”
He pushed aside his concern for her and reached for his wolf… And found her. The bond was there. Fragile. New. But definitely tying the two of them together.
Grinning, he leaned down and kissed her. “You’re mine now, Hanna. Forever.”
“Forever,” she repeated. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
*
Hanna watched with a smile as wolf after wolf knelt before her mate and swore their fealty to him and to the pack. Marcus stood with his shoulders back, his face serious. He reached out through the bond and filled her with warmth. With love. Hanna sent her own love back until finally it became her turn. She stepped forward from where she stood at his side and, turning, knelt before him.
“I swear fealty to my Alpha and to my pack. I swear to never betray them and to only work for the good of the pack. Hear my word.”
She bowed her head, only raising it when his hand touched the back of her head. Then he shocked her by kneeling and taking both her hands in his. “And I swear fealty to my pack, to my mate. I swear to never betray them and only work toward their good. Hear my word.”
Leaning forward, he kissed her, the howls of the pack filling the air.
Her pack.
Her man.
Her mate.
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Lorna Jean lives in beautiful New Zealand with her partner. Reading has always been her favorite pastime, and when she’s not reading stories filled with passion and romance she finds herself dreaming up new ones. When she’s not in front of the computer screen or curled up with a book, she can usually be found drinking coffee, or shopping, or watching re-runs of Kath and Kim on DVD.
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