Wolf's Mate_werewolf romance

by Katie Reus

  Okay she didn’t actually think she would lose him. Now that he’d told her how he felt, how he truly felt, it was as if he’d let free some primal side of himself and she had a feeling that if she tried to run from him, he’d follow. Not that she would run.

  Not again.

  Maybe she should have stayed rather than run before. At this point she’d never know exactly what the right choice was. All she knew was that she loved Hudson. And she wanted to be with him all the time.

  What she was doing right now might be completely cheeseball, but she didn’t care as she tossed the last handful of rose petals on his giant bed. She’d never done anything remotely romantic for a guy but with Hudson, she wanted to get this right.

  Though she was pretty certain that if she just waited in his bed naked for him, that was all it would take. Still, she wanted tonight to be special.

  When the front door slammed open she nearly jumped a foot. She hurried down the hallway to the front of the cabin. Chelsea had helped her earlier with getting tealight candles—Hudson had none—flowers and some other stuff. Maybe she’d come back. Her eyes widened when she saw Hudson standing in the doorway, his eyes pure wolf.

  He blinked once when he saw her, and then she was looking at the man again. Not the animal. “You’re here.”

  She nodded, smiling. “I am.”

  He kicked the door shut behind him, making her jump again, and then he was standing in front of her, having moved faster than she could blink. “You weren’t at your cabin. Thought you’d left.”

  “I’m not going anywhere,” she whispered, hating that he thought that for even a moment.

  He glanced around briefly, taking in all the surfaces covered in candles and rose petals before zeroing in on her again. His big hands settled on her hips as he pulled her so that she was flush against his body.

  It was impossible to miss his hard erection. She rubbed against him as she linked her fingers together behind his neck. Nope, not going anywhere at all.

  “Good. If you run, I’ll chase you down,” he murmured, his voice dropping an octave. “Which is what I should have done a month ago.”

  “I would have liked that.” She-wolves could be a picky bunch. They liked their mates to chase them down, to make a public claim. Maybe it was in their DNA.

  “I’m not letting you go again…and I’m moving with you. To live with you and your pack.”

  She blinked, some of the haze of lust fading. “What?”

  “I just talked with my brother and—”

  She was shaking her head before he’d finished. “No. I don’t want that and I don’t think you do either. I’ll move here—I want to.”

  His jaw tightened even as his grip on her hips did. “You made a really good point before, about how I didn’t even offer to move. And you’re right. This isn’t a hollow offer. I’m moving—”

  “Nope.” She smiled when he simply scowled at her. “I do appreciate the offer and I think I needed to hear it, but no. I love my pack. Well, my soon-to-be former pack. But I love you more. And you’re already established here and—”

  “What?”

  “Yes, it makes more sense. And I love it here, love being able to run free all the time. Plus, there’s an opportunity for me to start my own business here and—”

  “No, I meant…you love me?”

  She blinked. “Yes. So much. I realized I’d fallen for you that day you showed off for me, fighting all your packmates in the ring.” He’d been such a beast that day and it had been insanely sexy. She loved him more than she could probably put into words. Which was why she’d set up all this stuff at his place. To show him what he meant to her.

  His mouth came down on hers, hungry and dominating. And everything else ceased to exist as he hoisted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her somewhere.

  Flowers, candles and the bottle of champagne she’d managed to snag were forgotten as her back bumped into something hard.

  The wall.

  His hands slid up under her sweater, his big, callused fingers teasing over her skin as he moved higher, higher. He shoved her bra up until one of his hands cupped her breast, teasing her nipple in a rhythmic, maddening pattern. And he was just teasing one nipple, leaving the other one all needy.

  God, she wished he had more than two hands. The ache between her legs grew as he slowly lifted her sweater over her head. Then her bra was discarded just as quickly.

  When he stared down at her bare breasts, she felt that look all the way to her core. He was all heat and hunger and it was a wonder she didn’t combust on the spot. She knew what it felt like to have him thrusting inside her and she was desperate for it. For him. And he was just pausing, taking his sweet time while she was ready to climb the damn walls.

  She dug her fingers into his shoulders, a silent plea. Finally, mercifully, he dipped a head to one breast even as he cupped the other, teasing them both with his tongue and fingers.

  And there it was. A tiny modicum of relief. Not much, however. Because the ache between her legs was growing as his teasing increased.

  She rolled her hips against him, hating the clothing remaining between them. Why was he even dressed at all? The man should be naked all the time.

  As he sucked one nipple between his teeth, she yanked at his sweater, forcing him to lift his head. She missed his mouth on her, but she took the opportunity to tug his sweater up and off. She tossed it away—careful not to throw it on a candle. Though even fire wouldn’t stop her now.

  Nothing would.

  The rest of their clothes came off in a rush as they stumbled toward the bedroom. She didn’t care where they finally ended up, but let out a laugh as her back once again hit something.

  Soft this time. The bed.

  He shoved a handful of flower petals out of the way as he caged her in with his big body. All his muscles were pulled taut as he looked down at her, breathing hard.

  She could easily get lost in his blue eyes.

  “If I get too rough, just tell me,” he rasped out.

  She cupped his face in her hands and pulled his mouth to hers. The second their mouths fused, another rush of heat let loose inside her.

  Grinding her body against his, she moaned at the feel of his cock rubbing against her slick folds. She was pretty certain he was going to tease her and was more than okay with that.

  When he cupped her mound, he let out a moan of his own as he slid two fingers inside her. She was soaking wet and it was all because of him.

  Slowly, he began stroking inside her, in and out, before adding a third finger, stretching her, readying her.

  The last month without him had been pure torture. Knowing what she was missing—craving it—had made it even harder to be separated from him. He’d gotten under her skin and wasn’t going anywhere.

  He was hers. Forever.

  Sliding her hands down his back and only stopping when she reached his perfectly sculpted ass, she squeezed hard.

  He groaned again, rolling his hips against her even as he continued stroking.

  She wanted more than his fingers though. “More,” she growled against his mouth. So much more. They’d waited long enough.

  He pulled back only slightly to look down at her, his eyes darker than usual, the heat there unmistakable. Then he nipped once at her bottom lip before turning her onto her knees.

  They were doing this, officially mating. Every part of her cried out for it, needed it. No matter what she’d tried to tell herself before, that she could have co-parented without this intimate bond between them, she didn’t want to. Could she have? Yeah. But she wanted everything from Hudson.

  To be mates and teammates as well. Because that was what they were becoming. A team.

  “I love you so much,” he growled as he grasped her hips, pulling her ass flush against him.

  Her inner walls clenched as she waited for him to fill her. Wanting to tease him right back, she wiggled against his hard length, laughing lightly as he
growled again. “Hurry up then.”

  He wouldn’t be rushed, though. Taking his sweet time, he leaned over her, kissed down her spine, leaving a trail of heat with each touch, as if he was branding her. At least that was what it felt like.

  When he nipped at her butt, she groaned, clutching the sheets beneath them, wanting to tear right through them. No more teasing.

  Maybe he read her mind, or more likely, he was just as ready as she was, because when he grabbed her hips again, she knew what was coming.

  He slid a hand between her legs from behind, rubbing his finger along her folds again, testing how wet she was. Then he was inside her, stretching and filling her and already pushing her to the edge with each hard stroke.

  Thick and long, his cock was perfect. As if he’d been made for her. She pushed back into him each time he thrust, getting lost in the sensation of her mate filling her.

  Her inner walls tightened faster and faster around him the closer she pushed to the edge of orgasm. And close she was, teetering on the brink of it. All her muscles pulled tight as she waited for that inevitable release he always brought out of her.

  When he slid his hand from her hip, moving at molasses speed until he reached her mound, she was practically shaking. Then he teased her clit and it was all over. Her climax started building, faster and faster. His little strokes were teases at first, the rhythm driving her crazy. As he increased the pressure, her orgasm hit full force, the pleasure punching out to all her nerve endings.

  He scored the spot where her shoulder and neck met with his canines, making his claim complete even as he growled against her skin. “Mine.”

  The possessive word was unmistakable, sending another rush of heat through her, making her nipples bead even tighter. The bite of pain on her skin was mixed with the pleasure of knowing they were bonded for life. They were officially mates.

  “Yours,” she rasped out, knowing he needed the confirmation. She was his. And he was hers. No doubt about it now.

  When he started coming inside her, she couldn’t help it. Her claws unleashed and she shredded his sheets as she lost control. Knowing that they’d cemented their bond set something free inside her.

  “Hudson.” She groaned out his name as he grasped her hips hard now, emptying himself inside her.

  Finally, they collapsed against the tattered sheets, but she wasn’t remotely tired. Turning so that she could face him, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, burying her face against his neck.

  He held her close, inhaling deeply and she knew he was scenting their mating. Because she was as well. It was overwhelming, making her lightheaded.

  “I’m ready for round two,” she whispered. This had only taken the edge off and now she was keyed up for more. She’d heard about this happening after mating. It was as if someone had shot her up with adrenaline.

  To her surprise, his body shook as he laughed. Pulling back to look at her, he said, “I think we can manage that.”

  “I’ve got champagne chilling—non-alcoholic.” She could go for some bubbly now too.

  “How about I drink it off your body?”

  Her inner walls tightened at his softly growled words. Oh yeah, she liked that idea a whole lot.

  Epilogue

  One year later

  Erica strode into the gym, wondering what on earth Hudson could have brought their babies here for. But she’d gotten home after a half-day at the salon to find a note on the kitchen table. Which she found suspicious since her mate could have simply texted her—until she saw him going toe-to-toe with his brother.

  Watching the two males from the sidelines were another two warriors holding Hunter and Evan.

  “What are you doing?” she asked, coming to stand in between the two of them.

  Both shifters startled a little, clearly not having scented or seen her. “Ah…”

  “Hudson wanted his boys to see him fight. Said they needed to start early.”

  Oh, sweet flying puppies. Rolling her eyes, she took Evan in her arms since he was wide awake and making grabby hands for her. Hunter, thankfully was asleep. Usually her two boys were awake at the same time and clamoring for her attention.

  Erica rubbed her nose over Evan’s cheek, inhaling his sweet, perfect baby scent. She still couldn’t believe she was a mother. To twins. Some days it felt surreal, but she wouldn’t give up her family, this life, for anything.

  “When’s the last time you changed them?” she asked.

  “An hour ago,” the two males said, practically in unison.

  “Is that how long these two pups have been sparring?” she asked, motioning to her mate and their alpha—who were definitely not pups even if they acted like it on occasion.

  “Just about. I swear Hudson timed it perfectly so he wouldn’t have to change their diapers. As soon as Malcolm and he started going at it, this one just let loose. Then Evan followed.” The younger wolf shuddered.

  Yep, she believed it. Babies were pooping machines. It was insane how much came out of them. When Hunter started to stir, she called out. “Hudson! Time to wrap this up.”

  He turned to look at her and Malcolm took the opportunity to tackle him—and then do the worst victory dance she’d ever seen.

  Hudson swiped Malcolm’s ankles out from under him before rolling over and jumping up. Then he was in front of her and the babies in a second, kissing her soundly as Evan made gurgling sounds. “Missed you today,” he murmured.

  “I can see that,” she said dryly.

  “I’ve gotta keep in shape—the kids were impressed.”

  Evan let out another gurgling sound, as if in agreement.

  “See?”

  She snickered and kissed Evan on the nose. “Uh huh. If you want to hit the showers, I can take the boys back.”

  “I’ll shower at home,” he said, scooping Hunter up from their packmate. “And I invited Malcolm and some of the guys over for dinner tonight. Figured I’d fire up the grill.”

  “Sounds good. I asked some of the girls over too.” Mostly packmates from the salon so they were sure to have a full house. Which meant a lot of packmates holding and cuddling their babies.

  His eyes held a glint of hunger. “Maybe we can sneak away for some alone time while everyone’s fawning all over the boys.”

  “You’re terrible,” she murmured. “We can’t ditch our own dinner.”

  “Wanna bet?” Hudson cuddled Hunter close as they headed across the huge stretch of property toward their new cabin.

  They’d ended up moving to a slightly bigger cabin so the boys could have their own rooms if they ever decided they wanted them. For now, however, they shared a room. Even if they ended up sleeping with Hudson and Erica every night anyway in matching bassinets. Soon they’d be too big and would have to move to their cribs. Something she was dreading a little.

  She’d gotten so used to having them right next to her, it was going to be weird to have their room back to themselves.

  Well, weird and probably good even if having babies sure hadn’t slowed her and Hudson down any. Once the healer had given her the go-ahead to have sex again, they’d gotten very creative about when and where they got intimate. Luckily, they lived near a bunch of packmates who loved babysitting.

  “Oh, I got a call from one of my old packmates,” she said as they stepped into their cabin. Warmth immediately surrounded them. “She said she wants to come out and visit for a couple weeks.”

  “Malcolm won’t care.”

  “I didn’t think so, but will you ask him for me?”

  “No problem,” he murmured before dropping a light kiss on her lips. “Gonna change this one, then get in the shower.”

  Smiling, she watched his sexy backside as he strode away, Hunter held carefully in his arms. She hadn’t realized it was possible, but she’d fallen even harder for Hudson after they’d become parents.

  Seeing him in protective dad mode was pretty much the sexiest thing ever. Sometimes he could go overboard, but she was more tha
n okay with it. The life they’d created together was something she’d always wanted and never actually allowed herself to imagine. He could go overboard on the protectiveness and love all he wanted. She loved every second of it.

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  Savannah’s Complete Booklist

  Crescent Moon Series

  Taming the Alpha

  Claiming His Mate

  Tempting His Mate

  Saving His Mate

  To Catch His Mate

  Falling For His Mate

  Wolf’s Mate

  Miami Scorcher Series

  Unleashed Temptation

  Worth the Risk

  Power Unleashed

  Dangerous Craving

  Desire Unleashed

  Futuristic Romance

  Heated Mating

  Claiming Her Warriors

  Claimed by the Warrior

  Contemporary Romance

  Adrianna’s Cowboy

  Dangerous Deception

  Everything to Lose

  Tempting Alibi

  Tempting Target

  Tempting Trouble