Gathering Their Mates ( Lycan Romance )

by M. L. Briers

  “I’m staying. The baby needs its father and I’ve miss…” She bit down on her words, unsure of herself.

  “Missed me? You said before that you missed me.”Ben’s hand inadvertently brushed her naked thigh and he heard her pull in a sharp breath. The mating call of their bodies was stronger now than it had been the first time because they had spent so much time apart, sooner or later, if she stayed, it would overwhelm both of them, she had to know that.

  “I missed you. About a month ago I got to the outskirts of town…” She stopped again. It was too much right now, she wanted to cry again and she’d done that enough today already.

  “You were here?”Ben closed his eyes and held her tighter in his arms. If he had seen her a month ago he would have chained her to his damn bed and never let her get away.

  “I thought you hated me. I didn’t want to see the look in your eyes when you saw me again.”

  “And how did I look?”

  “Angry.” She smiled at the thought of him bursting through the bathroom door at Ashley’s house. “And you owe Ashley a door.” She couldn’t help the giggle that thought caused within her. Ben smiled, a small chuckle tensing the muscles in his chest where she rested her cheek, and she raised a hand to palm his chest, her fingertips running down over the strength she felt there.

  “I’ll get her a door, and give her an apology, because she’s probably giving Vaughn merry hell right now. It’s a hormone thing, so I’m told.” He teased her and she smiled again.

  “Us darn females and our hormones.” She muttered. The brush of his fingertips against her thigh made her tip her head back against his shoulder so she could look up at him. She saw the desire in his eyes and her heart fluttered, as her body responded to his closeness with a need that was all hers.

  “I have a need to kiss you right now, but it’s not going to help…” She touched his cheek with her fingertips, that simple action silencing his words as she lifted her lips to his and pressed them to his warmth.

  Ben couldn’t help himself, he knew it was stupid, that they had so much to talk about, to work out, and yet his body yearned for her. His lips had a mind of their own and he started a slow gentle kiss that fired his blood with his need and quickly turned into a deeper exploration of her mouth. It felt so right.

  “Ben…” She broke away from his lips and he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against hers as he tried to steel himself.

  “I’m sorry.” He growled against her lips and she palmed his cheek and pressed her lips back against his. This time her tongue flicked over his lips and he couldn’t hold back as he devoured her mouth with a passion that had been boiling within him for months.

  He kissed her like a man who had been starving for her touch, her taste, and Silver melted against him. Her body told her this was right, this was what she had been searching for the longest time, his touch, his taste, his caresses, and him.

  When his hand ran down her thigh she wanted more, needed more, and she circled her hand around his neck and kept his lips against hers, she couldn’t get enough of him. His fingertips were stroking over her skin and it sent her mad with longing, and when he ran his hand against her backside and cupped a cheek, she gasped against his lips.

  Ben was trying to fight it with everything he had, the mating call was so damn strong that every sense in his body was so attuned to her. The scent of skin, the scent of her arousal, the taste of her lips and tongue against his, the feel of her skin on his fingertips, and when he ran his fingers over the heat of her sex he could feel the moisture in the thin material, and he couldn’t stop his fingers from skimming beneath and touching her there.

  He heard her moan deep within her throat and when he pressed against the nub she pulled her lips from his, gasping for air, and he should have stopped himself, should have moved away, but instead he tipped her back on the bed and came down beside her. His body pressed against hers as he kissed down her neck and found his mark in her shoulder, running his tongue over the healed puncture wounds until she was as fevered as he was.

  Mine.

  His wolf bayed within him for their mate. Pining for her every day as he had been, unable to settle within him since she had left.

  “Tell me you want this.” He growled against her neck, his teeth nipping against the skin, his tongue soothing her, while his fingers stroked her sex.

  “I want this.” She felt him leave her and opened her eyes with the panic of losing his touch, only calming when she saw him shedding his clothes. Then he reached for her sweater and took it from her, discarding it on the floor next to his.

  When he slowly peeled the satin of her panties down her thighs she almost moaned with the ache that it gave her inside. Her eyes feasted on the hard planes of his body and rested on the thickness of his erection, as he crawled up over her body, his black eyes claiming hers as he nudged her legs wide and settled between her thighs.

  His lips started a slow descent down over her body, claiming the hard pebbled bud of her breast as his hands roamed against her skin, but this wasn’t what she needed. She needed to feel him inside her. She had ached for him for too long to be denied him any longer.

  “Ben…” Her hips were pushing up against his, searching for him. “I need you.” He ran his fingers down into the moist heat of her folds and she shook her head, her hands found his shoulders and her fingers curled against his muscles. “No I need you inside me.”

  He moved against her, propping himself on his elbows to keep his weight from her, he felt the heat of her against the tip of his erection.

  “Tell me this is what you want, Silver. Because once I’m inside you it’ll kill me to…”

  “I want you. I need you. I don’t ever want to be without you again. I’ve ached for you, I missed you so much.” His lips came down on hers and he claimed her mouth with such ferocious intensity that she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He pressed inside her on one long, slow stroke that made her fingers and toes curl with the pleasure.

  “You’re Fae not Lycan. I don’t want to hurt our pup.” He breathed against her lips, stilled inside her and she couldn’t help but chuckle.

  “You’re not going to hurt the baby, but if you don’t make love to me right now, there are no promises for what I’m going to do to you.” He pulled back his hips and started to stroke back inside her when he stopped.

  “Tell me if I go too deep.” He frowned down at her and she ground out a small groan of annoyance.

  “It’s too early in the pregnancy, you’re not going to go too deep.” She assured him. He took her to the hilt and she gasped, but he pulled out quickly and she moaned.

  “Did I hurt you?” His hand cupped her cheek and she winced her dismay. Putting both of her palms against his chest he let her roll him onto his back as she straddled him.

  “Why don’t you let me show you and then you can take it from there.” She teased, but he still looked up at her with an air of concern and uncertainty.

  “I suppose you could…” He started but she had already pulled up the length of him and was pushing back down to the hilt. Her inner muscles massaged him as she ground down against him, before she pulled back up, setting a long slow rhythm as she worked her hips, revelling in the depth and girth as her walls sheathed him tightly. A sigh on her lips as she tightened around him to pull up, and a moan of pleasure as she took him back inside.

  Ben watched her move with such grace against him. As if she was performing an erotic dance. Her lips parted as she took the length of him, her head tipped to the side and her eyes closed as she took her pleasure. His eyes moved down over her body, her breasts seemed bigger, and the slight swell of her belly where their pup nestled made him love her even more. She was beautiful to behold.

  He reached for her body. His fingertips skimmed her skin as she moved above him. He cupped her breasts and thumbed her nipples and she clenched her inner muscles tighter around him.

  “Are they sore?” He asked and she opened her eyes and gaz
ed down at him, a smile on her lips.

  “No, more sensitive thought.” He caught each nipple between his finger and thumb and rolled the buds. Her body reacted immediately, her back arched and he felt himself go deeper inside her as she moaned, moving faster against him.

  “Is this more sensitive?” He asked, liking his thumb and rubbing it over the nub between her thighs and she clenched hard around him as she threw her head back and moved faster, the stimulation was almost overwhelming in its intensity that as she climbed towards her release, she became fevered against him. Her movements became less flowing and more erratic.

  “I can’t…” She cried out in frustration and he rolled her onto her back, his mouth coming down over her nipple and he sucked hard, as his thumb worked against her nub. Stroking inside her in long, deep thrusts that took her where she needed to go, right to edge of her sanity before he released her.

  Her inner muscles clenched and throbbed around him and he couldn’t hold back from his own release, pumping his hips in short fast bursts until he thrust into her deeply and spilled his seed inside her, again and again until he thought his heart was going to explode. Finally sated he came down on his elbows above her, his face nestled into his mark on her shoulder, as he tried to calm his breathing and waited for her to return to him.

  When she finally opened her eyes she found herself gazing up into his. Dark from passion, but filled with love, he held her gaze. His hands were gently brushing the hair from her cheeks and he ran his thumbs down, lightly stroking her face, soothing her.

  “Hey.” His eyes flicked to her mouth when she smiled.

  “Hi.” He felt the press of her palms against his back and bent in to kiss her lips.

  “So you missed me.” He offered and her smile spread wider. “You ached for me.” He added, brushing his lips against hers. “And you don’t want to be without me again.” He raised his brows expectantly and she rolled her eyes.

  “Things get said in the heat of passion…” She teased, but couldn’t contain the small giggle that left her lips.

  “Is that so?” He asked, not able to keep from grinning like the village idiot.

  “Not exactly, no.” She admitted. “I did miss you.” She grinned again and he urged her on with his eyes. “I did ache for you.” She felt him pull back his hips, still inside her, he was hard for her already, and he slowly eased back to the hilt within her and she purred. “And I don’t want to be anywhere that you aren’t, ever again.”

  “You’re going to stay?” He asked as he stroked back inside her and she curled herself around him.

  “I’m going to stay.”

  “You’re going to bond with me?” He might have been smiling, but he was damn well holding his breath for her answer, when it came it wasn’t the one he expected.

  “I was the one who said we should have bonded…” He let out his breath on a groan. Reaching for her wrists he pushed her hands down to the bed and silenced her to a purr, as he stroked back inside her.

  “You’re going to bond with me?” He asked again and she wrapped her legs around him in a show of two can play that game. He might have her wrists, but she had his legs. “Silver. Don’t challenge my wolf, he already wants you so badly sweetheart, and I’m having a hell of a job keeping him at bay.”

  “Then let him out. You told me before I wasn’t ready. But I’ve been without you, Ben. I don’t want to be without you again. Bond with me.” Silver knew what she was saying was finite, but she didn’t have any reservations. She felt her love for him anchored deep within her long before she knew about the baby, long before she saw him again. He was her mate, and it wasn’t about giving up control of herself, or her life, it was about sharing control, sharing herself, and sharing her life. And she wanted that. It was up to Ben to want that too.

  Ben couldn’t sense any anxiety within her at all. No hesitation, no reservation as he had the first time. She looked at him with pure love and pure trust as was befitting a Fae.

  “Are you sure love? Because once I let him out…” He felt his wolf snarling within him. Holding him back now that he had heard her words would take everything he had to give, but he would do it for her.

  Mine.

  “Bond with me, be my forever mate.” She tried to pull her wrists from his hands and he couldn’t help the growl that left his lips.

  “Silver, I need you to be sure.”

  “You need a prod in the right direction.” She grinned up at him and he looked confused, until he saw her concentrate on drawing her power to her.

  “That’s not a good idea…” He growled, his eyes flashing a warning. But she didn’t heed it. She let off a small buzz of her energy throughout her body, enough that felt as if she’d slapped every inch of his skin with a rubber band, even his erection swelled within her, and he growled his annoyance as his eyes glared down at her and his fangs elongated in his gums.

  “There’s the wolf I’ve been waiting for. Bond.” She growled up at him. The feel of Ben’s hands tightening on her wrist excited a part of her that reached out to his wolf.

  Mine.

  “Silver.” Ben’s voice was a deep growl of the wolf, and she felt his hips draw back and he thrust into her, starting with long, slow, deep thrusts that had her hips rising up to meet his.

  “Mine.” She breathed out, as he became faster inside her, more powerful in his loving of her.

  Mine.

  Ben nestled into her shoulder, his tongue running over his mark as she rode with him. His wolf was fighting against Ben’s human side to claim their mate, to dominate her, get her to submit. Her arms were still tugging against the bonds of his hands at her wrists, and her legs still curled around him, but as his wolf pushed to the forefront, and he took her faster, her legs dropped away, opening wider for his thrusts as she climbed towards her release. He felt her arms still under his hands and her body tensed, as he pressed his fangs into her skin. The taste of her blood was on his tongue a moment before he thrust her over the edge and her muscles all but convulsed around him.

  Ben sank his fangs deep into her flesh, as she cried out from the pleasure of her release and the pain of his bite. The sweet taste of her blood over his tongue and down his throat made his wolf howl within him. He pulled his fangs out and threw his head back, as his seed exploded inside her, and he howled as his mind met hers. The touch of her magic swept through his body and he felt the power of his mate.

  Sharing themselves with each other, mind and body, as he continued to thrust inside her, another orgasm claimed her body, as he felt the pressure in his spine building. The sensation of her release swept through him like a fire, and he roared as a more powerful orgasm tore through him.

  Ben buried himself within her, spilling his seed, over and again, until he thought he couldn’t take anymore. The pleasure was so intense it bordered on painful, and when it finally eased, he forced his aching limbs to turn them in the bed, taking her with him, and she lay over his chest.

  He could scent her blood and knew he needed to take care of her wound. Willing his muscles to work, he rolled them onto their sides, his tongue cleaning her skin and sealing the wound as she whimpered against him.

  “Did I hurt you, love?” She shook her head, still trying to recover enough to open her eyes, let alone speak. “Are you sure Silver, bonding can be rough?”

  “Fine. Pup’s fine.” She managed, choosing to use what little energy she had to speak rather than force her lids open.

  He brushed his hands against her cheek, a smile touching his lips.

  “How can you be sure the pup is fine?” He saw her drag her lids up, her eyes still glazed and hooded from passion.

  “I hear his heart.”

  “He?” Ben turned her further onto her back, keeping her pressed to his side protectively, as he gazed down at her.

  Silver took his hand in hers and placed it against the slight swell of her belly, “Listen.” She concentrated on pulling Ben into her mind and then the sound of their pup’s he
art. She heard the sharp intake of breath as Ben heard it to. He pressed his hand closer, as if trying to touch the pup, as his eyes brightened with amazement and love. The smile on his lips definitely qualified him for village idiot.

  “That’s amazing, that’s our pup.” He revelled in the sound of the fast tiny heart beating within her. Nuzzling against her neck, careful of her bonding wound, as she stroked her hand through his hair. “I love you woman.” He growled against her ear and she couldn’t help but giggle.

  “Even after I shocked you?”

  “Especially, and because of, and I don’t give a damn…”He grinned down at her, brushing his lips over hers, he pulled back and frowned. “But just do that in front of the pack.” He warned and she chuckled.

  “No promises, Alpha. If you mess with the bull, love, you’re going to get the horns.”

  Silver nudged Ashley in the ribs as she spotted Emily coming towards the house.

  “Ten to one it’s shoes.” Silver offered and Ashley pursed her lips and considered it.

  “I’d go with an outfit, so you’re on.” Ashley hissed back out of the corner of her mouth, as Emily bounced through the front door and held up two little bags. The excitement in her eyes spilling over into the wide smile that she had plastered on her lips, she actually looked a little scary.

  “Guess what I found…” She didn’t give them the chance, rushing over to the sofa where they were sitting she dropped a bag in each of their laps and whirled away again, heading straight for the travel cot where the babies were sleeping side by side. “The cutest little shoes you could ever imagine!” She shot over her shoulder as she gazed down at the pups. “And Auntie Emily found them just for you two adorable little beauties.”

  “You know they can’t hear you right?” Ashley offered gently, as if she were speaking to an idiot. Emily snapped her head around and gave her a death glare.

  “They know their Aunty is here.” She cooed over them, just as Kirk came through the door with an armful of other bags baring numerous baby shop names and rolled his eyes at his mate. “Come see. Come see.” She beckoned him over and he dutifully walked across to her and glanced down at the sleeping tots.