by Cara Wylde
“So, this is the cabin,” Matt told her as he led her inside.
In their desire to lock themselves away from the world, they hadn’t even picked up their bags.
“Would you like a drink?” he asked, spinning around to face her.
But Tessa had no time to worry about drinking more. She had had enough wine, and she knew what she wanted now. Matt had made it obvious that he liked it when she acted on her instinct and emotions, so she pulled him closer to her and kissed him hard, this time setting her passion free.
As her tongue snaked into his mouth and his hands made their way around her waist, Tessa’s heart thumped in her chest. She’d never felt free enough to simply act before, without thinking about consequences, but there was something about Matt, something that made it okay. She had never thought she had this in her, but she’d never felt more like herself until now. She could feel this man wouldn’t judge her for her passion and the way she wanted to express her feelings, release the tension that had built inside her the whole day.
Matt pushed her backwards, walking her to the bed until Tessa’s legs hit the edge of the mattress. As she flopped backwards onto the sheets, with a cheeky smile on her lips, he felt like he’d really hit the jackpot. Her pale, milky skin stood out well against the dark sheets, and that made him take a second to stop and just drink her in. She truly was beautiful, so gorgeous, and he was so glad for his choice.
Claudia might have pressured him into it slightly, with her less than subtle hints, but he was glad that she had, now that he was having the best Valentine’s Day of his life. Three days ago, he wouldn’t have believed he would end up engaged, but now he was over the moon to be able to call this woman his future wife.
“You’re gorgeous,” he whispered, moving over her to hover over her body. “What the hell are you doing here with me?”
“What?! Are you mad?” she screeched, reaching to run her hands through his hair. “You’re stunning. I’ve never dated someone so hot, so sure of himself, and so unapologetically full of life.”
“Well, I do appreciate honesty,” he shrugged, smirking at her.
An animalistic impulse overcame Tessa, and she began tugging at Matt’s clothes, needing him naked right then and there. They had come so far, this was happening between them, and she wanted him badly.
As his T-shirt hit the floor, she ran her fingers over the abs she’d suspected were there, firm and perfect. Having dated only average guys, she had never even realized how much a taut, fit body could turn her on.
Matt kissed her again, deep and almost too sloppily, then he tore her dress off as if it was a piece of paper. She gasped at the unexpected assault, and he took advantage of her open mouth to shove his tongue as far as it would go. The kiss didn’t last long, as Matt was too eager to taste the rest of her. He moved his lips down her jaw and neck, unhooking her bra as he went, and he soon found exactly what he craved. His lips wrapped around a dark, perky nipple as his fingers twisted the other one gently. He loved the little sounds that were escaping her, and he took his time to thoroughly kiss and bite on her breasts, kneading them in his hands, loving the way they filled his palms. They were perfect… so round and heavy, so sensitive to his every touch. She was getting wetter and wetter by the second. The scent of her juices made his head spin. As much as he tried to take things slowly, it was almost impossible for him to hold back.
Tessa felt like she should probably be a little anxious, worrying about the way she looked, especially as Matt had already admitted to her that he’d been with loads of other women, probably from all the species, but she didn’t care. She was too lost in the sensations his hands and lips were giving her to care. As she lay underneath his muscular body, she realized that gone were the days when she would feel awkward letting a man see her naked. Moreover, it was still afternoon, and the sun was peeking through the curtains, its cold rays exposing her body to Matt even more. With his keen sight, he could probably see all her small imperfections, but he seemed to adore them, so Tessa simply let go.
As she felt him slip her underwear down slowly, her wet, hot desire began to pulsate for him. In all honesty, Tessa felt completely overcome by how much she wanted him, so to calm herself down, she closed her eyes while she breathed in and out in a controlled manner. Her body was hypersensitive, it felt like every part he touched burst in flames… She needed to control herself if she wasn’t going to lose her freaking mind. While trying to organize her thoughts, she hadn’t noticed Matt’s mouth slowly moving downwards, getting closer and closer to her core. It came as a surprise to her, and she screamed in delight when his tongue ran over her folds, lapping at the juices coating them. None of her exes had been fans of giving oral, so what was happening now was utterly exciting. She never wanted him to stop.
As he tasted her essence, Matt struggled to control his trembling hands. Usually, when he was with a woman, he’d be buried deep inside her by now, nearing the point of satisfaction himself, but he was determined to take things slower with Tessa. He had always made sure the women he had slept with enjoyed themselves, no matter what their sexual appetites demanded, but with this woman it was all different. Making her come was the most important thing in the world right now.
As Tessa’s back arched in excited anticipation, Matt started drawing quick circles around her clitoris, slowly sliding a finger inside her tight passage. He gasped and gripped her hip tightly with his other hand when he felt how wet and ready she was. Her soft, human body felt incredible. She was much more responsive than any woman he had been with. The way she moaned, the way her hands grabbed his red locks and pulled at them slightly… Her body was opening to him so beautifully and generously that he wasn’t sure he was even worthy of such surrender.
Tessa groaned loudly and dug her nails almost violently into Matt’s scalp as he explored her insides. He took her close to orgasm, then stopped for a moment when he felt the muscles in her thighs tense. She was ready to protest and ask for more when he started again, his tongue applying pressure to her clit while his finger moved in and out of her. Oh, he knew what he was doing. The second time he brought her close to orgasm, he allowed her to fall over the edge, lapping at her sensitive nub and fingering her throbbing pussy until she screamed in ecstasy.
“Oh God! Oh my God, don’t stop! Yes!”
Tessa’s eyes snapped open, but she couldn’t see the ceiling. Her vision was blurry, her whole body trembled, and her back had arched so suddenly off the bed that it almost hurt. Releasing a long, heavy breath, she let herself come down from her height. It was incredible how much tension was leaving her body. She was like putty in his expert hands.
Matt removed his finger from inside her pussy, briefly replacing it with his tongue. He wanted to feel and taste the full flavor of her release. Tessa started scratching at his shoulders, trying to make him climb back on top of her. As he sensed her desperation, her need for more, he decided it was time to give it to her. He got rid of his jeans as fast as he could, then placed himself between her long legs. He looked deep into her eyes as he positioned his throbbing erection at her entrance.
Tessa smiled up at him. She couldn’t fight her curiosity, though, so she stole a glance at his cock. Immediately, her blue eyes went wide, and heat rushed to her already rosy cheeks.
“Oh my! It won’t…”
“Shh… I’ll be gentle.”
She had wanted to say it wouldn’t fit, but she changed her mind. The guy was big! The head of his cock was dark pink and engorged, and beads of pre-cum were already dripping onto her pussy. The length was covered in strong, throbbing veins, and she knew the thickness of him would stretch her to the limit. She didn’t care. She wanted his cock inside her. Her pussy was becoming wetter just at the thought of receiving that thick piece of flesh. And because Tessa was about to become his bride, anyway, she didn’t have to worry about unprotected sex. All she wanted was for him to pound her into oblivion and coat her insides with his hot seed.
Matt slid in
slowly, waiting for her to get used to his impressive size, but the moment Tessa started thrusting back against him, letting him know how ready she was, he allowed himself to lose control. He knew it was dangerous, and that it made it much harder for him to contain his inner beast, but her body was incredible. Her pussy felt like it had been made for him. He would have to make sure he didn’t use his shifter strength and speed while fucking her, and everything would be fine.
“Oh, fuck,” the words burst free from Tessa’s throat as she fisted the sheets beneath her.
Sex with another human was nothing like this, nowhere near as hot or passionate, and it made Tessa regret all the years she’d wasted. She should have done this a long time ago. The way Matt moved inside her, the way his cock touched all the delicious spots other guys had never been able to touch before… It was as if she was finally discovering what her pussy was capable of, what her entire body could feel when waves of pleasure started in her G-stop and spread up her stomach, chest, and arms.
Tessa had never come so hard in her life. The orgasm tore through her, making her thrash under him, scream and claw at his back.
Matt smiled when he realized he was finally getting a glimpse of her true nature, of the passion that was hidden inside her. Her pussy clenched and unclenched around his cock, inevitably milking him dry. Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t hold himself back now. With a deep grunt, he came inside her, his thrusts becoming erratic as he filled her with stream after stream of seed.
When Matt slowed down, Tessa was already too tired and heavy to move. She glanced up at him, a wide smile on her face.
“That was… amazing,” she said.
He chuckled as he pulled out and lay beside her. He gathered her into his arms.
“Why, thank you, darling. I’m here to please.”
She laughed and punched him lightly in the chest, then let her head fall on his shoulder.
CHAPTER FOUR
Tessa didn’t normally wake up smiling, laughing, or crying. Her dreams never affected her reality, she’d never had any trouble telling the difference between the two, but the morning after the craziest night of her life, she woke up beaming. She felt as if she couldn’t wait for what had happened the night before to happen again. Preferably, soon…
In all her fantasies about using the mail-order bride agency to find a mate, she had never considered what the sexual side of things would be like. She’d always been more romantic about it all, imagining things happening slowly, and love creeping in gradually. Matt had blown all that out of the water in the most phenomenal way possible. He’d turned her whole life on its head and left her blindsided, but in a crazy, delicious manner. She hadn’t known it was possible to be as happy as she was, and she was afraid it might take a while for her to get used to it.
As she glanced down at Matt’s slumbering form, she thought about the one thing that used to terrify her the most – becoming a hybrid. It was an essential part of the process if they were to spend their life together. Ten years before, scientists had discovered the antidotes for the five types of shifter venom, allowing the love between humans and shifters to last for much longer than a human’s normal lifespan. Now, a wolf bite didn’t have to be fatal or turn the human into a werewolf. It could simply allow the human female to become a hybrid, giving her the long lifespan of her husband, the shifter abilities of his species, while preventing her from truly turning. Hybrids couldn’t shift, but they could still bear children, as opposed to female shifters, who had been barren for centuries.
Before she met Matt, Tessa wasn’t sure she would ever want to go that far, but the mere thought of him having hundreds of years on the planet without her, years in which he would probably be forced to meet someone else, sickened her. She realized she would do anything for him. Besides, she didn’t mind living for around 500 years, as wolf-shifters did. That was a massive turnaround, considering where her head had been at up to now, but she’d never felt more certain of anything else in her life. Matt was the one for her. She wanted… no, needed, to marry him. And since he had taken her from Alma Venus, it meant he felt the same.
With that one thought in her mind, she slid out of the bed to go and make something to eat for breakfast. Her movements woke Matt up. Tessa smiled. With his supersonic werewolf hearing, she wouldn’t be able to get away with anything. Not that she minded.
“Hey, handsome,” she smiled at him as she grabbed what was left of her dress from the floor. She looked at it, then let it fall back. The garment was useless after it had been torn so badly. “Do you mind if I wear your T-shirt? My dress didn’t exactly survive last night, and my bag is out in your car.”
“What? Oh yeah,” he replied, distractedly.
His demeanor instantly had Tessa’s hackles rising. There was something wrong. There was nothing jolly about his expression, no trace of humor in his tone. This was bad, really bad, and it sent her diving into a tailspin.
“He doesn’t want me. I’m no good. I should have known better…” As far as she knew, a guy wouldn’t go all out in the way that Matt had if he wasn’t serious about marrying her. The problem had to be with her… again.
“What’s wrong?” she asked shyly, physically cringing as she waited for the answer. She didn’t want to hear the same lines span over and over again, as she had heard them from her exes, but she couldn’t just let it go, either. She didn’t want her heart shattered into a million pieces, but it was better than living a lie.
“Nope, nothing’s wrong. I’m just going to pop out to the car to get your luggage. Then, would you like to go for a run?”
“Erm… sure?”
Tessa slumped on the bed as Matt walked out of the room. There had been no morning kiss, no compliments, no smiles. Something was clearly wrong, and he didn’t want to tell her.
She sighed deeply, hating to admit defeat. If he didn’t want her anymore, if he had changed his mind, she would have to go back to Alma Venus. Was that even possible? Would another shape-shifter want her after finding out she had almost married another? Shifters were jealous and possessive. On the other hand, she didn’t know if she had it in her to go back to the agency and try again. Chatting online with other possible suitors was out of the question now that she had tasted the passion and chemistry between her and Matt.
Tessa stayed like that, on the edge of the bed, until she heard him come back inside.
“Here,” as Matt handed her the bag, he couldn’t even meet her eyes.
That made it even worse. Why had he been so honest with her, why had he given her a little glimpse of who he was, if now he didn’t even want to look at her? She felt like he didn’t want to be in the same room with her. Or, had he really been honest the other night? Was it possible that everything that had happened in the past three days had been nothing but a game to him? Her heart ached at that thought, and she tried to pull herself together. Maybe she was being paranoid, and he was just the type of guy who was very grumpy in the morning. Maybe he needed his coffee first.
She pulled on some warm clothes, deciding to go with the flow for the time being. Matt clearly wasn’t in the right frame of mind to talk, so she would give him some space and time. He had said he wanted to go for a run. She would accompany him, of course, if that was what he wanted, but she would stay silent and let him take the lead regarding their relationship. Just as she grabbed her jacket, she spotted some very naked flesh from the corner of her eye. Glancing up at him, she saw Matt fully naked, standing there with nothing but a smirk plastered across his face. Her heart skipped a beat. She had no idea what was happening, but that smirk gave her hope. He had yet to make physical contact with her, but she could wait.
“What… what are you doing?” she stammered.
“You didn’t actually think I would make you run, did you?” he winked.
Her heart leaped up into her throat. Did he actually mean…? Was he going to take her for a run on his back? Like… was he going to shift? In Tessa’s mind, that was a huge deal. S
he’d never seen a shifter change, and it was a process that had always fascinated her.
“Come on, let’s go outside.” He motioned for her to follow him.
This time, Matt hadn’t taken her hand, and the small detail didn’t escape Tessa. However, she followed him, dumbstruck, and stared at him in shock as his whole body began to twist right there, in front of the cabin. He wasn’t facing her, so she couldn’t be sure, but she had the feeling that his eyes were closed while he focused on what he was about to do. From Tessa’s understanding, shifting was easy and effortless, but it still required some focus.
Then it began: the process that in reality didn’t take more than a couple of seconds, but which in Tessa’s mind was happening in slow motion. Reddish brown fur erupted from the smooth pores of his skin, his bones cracked, and his muscles rearranged themselves into a new shape. When he turned around, all Tessa could recognize was his mossy green eyes. The Matt she knew had been replaced by a huge, tall wolf, almost the size of a small horse. His big paws would have looked soft and cute if it hadn’t been for the long, sharp claws that dug into the frozen ground as he stood before her.
What surprised Tessa the most was that she wasn’t scared of him. She’d studied shifters, she knew all about them, but she’d always secretly thought that she might find the animal form of her new lover a little terrifying. As long as his eyes were the same, she had no trouble trusting him with her life.
Tessa stepped closer, slowly and tentatively, until she could touch him. Her hand reached out to stroke his soft, brown fur, and she was pleased to notice he was slightly leaning into her touch. It was a comforting sensation, one that gave her a strong sense of home. “Oh, God! If he has, indeed, changed his mind, it won’t be easy getting over him,” she thought.
While Matt was in his wolf form, he couldn’t talk to her. His eyes, however, were very expressive, and when he moved his head to motion towards his back, she understood he wanted her to hop on. She did her best to mount him carefully and gracefully, determined to show him that she liked him no matter his form.