by Aria Cole
“You’re my everything, Gwen, and I plan on reminding you of that every day for the rest of our lives.” I slipped a hand between us, swirling and rubbing her, working her closer and closer to the edge I wanted her, before her body pulsed and tremored, her body preparing to take my seed.
“Nolan, you feel so good, I think I might lose my mind. I’m afraid to lose control, I’m afraid—”
“Not anymore, darlin’. You don't have to be afraid of anything when you’re in my arms. I love every last drop of you.”
“But I’ve never felt these feelings before. It’s all so new; it’s so—”
“Sshh…” I hushed her with my lips. “Come for me, Gwen. Show me how much your body loves what I can do to you.”
With that, her thighs tightened at her waist, hips bucking off the mattress as the first orgasm rioted through her in beautiful fucking waves of ecstasy. She bit down on her lip to stifle her moans, but I landed a soft pinch at her nipple, dialing up her pleasure and loving when a soft shriek split her lips, more waves of orgasm rushing through her.
“Fuck, beautiful… Watching you lose yourself around my dick does things to me…” My words trailed off as my own release traveled up through my balls, sending jets of electricity pulsing through my shaft to bury itself deep inside her precious body.
“I love you so much, Gwen.” I slipped out of her body quickly, gathering her into my arms. “Happy Christmas, my love.”
7
Gwen
“That was amazing,” Nolan said, gathering me in his arms and kissing the top of my head. “You’re amazing.”
The two of us had been lying in his bed for what felt like hours. I couldn’t remember the last time I just stayed in bed, without a care in the world. I looked over at Nolan, who kept smiling at me.
“Don’t you just look like the cat who got the canary,” I said, mindlessly tracing my finger along his hairline. He closed his eyes, letting out a sigh that actually sounded like a purr.
“You’re definitely right about the cat part, baby. That part is very satisfied to be lying in bed with you right now.” He pulled me to him, and I could feel his hardness brushing up against me.
“Does that thing ever go down?” I asked, laughing at how he wagged his eyebrows and jabbed his heavy cock against me.
“It never used to get hard. Trust me when I say I never thought I would find you.”
“You know, for being a virgin, you sure make it all look easy.” I smiled, thinking about how Nolan knew every single inch of my body and every place to touch that made me feel like I was in pure ecstasy.
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Nolan said, bringing me closer to him. “Mates. I really couldn’t tell you why it’s so perfect, but it’s probably because of some sort of cosmic energy or some shit like that. We meet our mate, and it’s like we are hardwired to love them, to crave them. We become consumed with giving our mate everything that she needs. Usually we mate with a shifter. Being with a human can be a little bit more complicated. That was why I was worried about how you would adjust to it. If you had rejected me, I don’t know what I would have done.”
He twirled a lock of my hair between his fingers. I could see the glow of his lion peeking through in his eyes. I instinctively knew that the Alpha Lion in him was going a little insane with the idea of me rejecting him. He let out a low groan as he glided his manhood through my wetness.
“God, baby… That juicy, hot pussy of yours is gonna be the death of me.”
“I hope that would be a death worth having.” I grabbed his cock and moved the tip along my clit, moaning at the sensation. Nolan’s hands roamed up my body until they landed on my breasts. He grabbed my nipples and twisted, causing me to throw my hair back, allowing him further access to all of me. He brought his face up and put one of the nipples into his mouth and sucked, and then he used his teeth and gently tugged.
“You’re so damn sexy. I’m losing control. If I don’t get into that sweet cunt again soon, I'm going to blow.” He looked up at me, eyes pleading and hungry. I loved how free and desirable I felt with Nolan. “I need to fuck you baby.” He lifted me above his cock. “Put my cock inside of you now,” he ordered. “I need you.”
My hand took his erection, and I impaled myself on his hardness. He felt so large, and I could feel how he filled me. He filled me in so many ways. He lifted me up and down, my weight not even an issue for him, his hips meeting mine and creating an amazing sensation.
“Nolan,” I whispered, my eyes falling closed enjoying the closeness with him.
“Say it again.”
When I didn’t respond right away, he bit down on my nipple hard. The pain was there, but I was so lost in the pleasure that I didn’t care.
“Say my name, Gwen.” The lion roared in his words.
“Nolan…”
“You like how full I make you, don’t you, baby?” he asked, making me turn my head in embarrassment. This whole thing with Nolan was new, this wanton need for him, this whole new world of pleasure.
When I looked away, Nolan grabbed my face and forced me to make eye contact again. “You never need to be ashamed for wanting me. For wanting this. For wanting us.”
He slowed his rhythm. “I want you to be so free that you would say and do anything you want with me. Everything's okay. You're completely safe with me.”
“I know,” I whispered, feeling his declaration in every bone of my body.
“Now tell me. Tell me how much you like my thick cock in this plump, juicy pussy.”
“I…” I couldn’t get the words out. I felt so naked, not just my body but my heart and my soul. Nolan pushed his thick cock into me, and I felt desperate to have him. “Please, Nolan,” I begged.
“Tell me what you want, sweet Gwen.”
“I want your cock. I love how full you make me,” I pleaded.
“Good girl…” He pumped his thick, full cock into me, building my need, my desire. “Touch that perfect clit for me.” He guided my hand to my core, pressing my finger at my clitoris and moving it around, causing me to feel the need, the build so much that I wanted to explode.
“That’s it, baby. Ride my cock and let me feel your release.” His words adding to the pressure. “Come for me,” he urged in my ear as he held me to him.
“Nolan,” His name on my lips as I screamed into his ear.
“Beautiful,” he whispered before he let loose and came, joining me in the abyss. He was beautiful, like a Greek god sent here to drive me mad with need for him and him alone.
He watched me, riveted, one corner of his mouth twisting in a sexy half smile before he pulled out of me slowly, hands sinking at my hips and hauling me up his body.
“Sit on me,” he purred in a throaty voice, making my nerves buzz and hum. I crawled up his body, the rough pads of his fingers making contact with my waist. Enveloped in him, I felt whole, and safe, and more alive than I’d ever been.
“How’d you like the lion, beautiful?” His grin crooked adorably. If we weren’t already mated, that cocky grin would have done it for me.
“Your lion made me feel so full.” I tugged at his ear with my teeth, and he growled. “I think it was made for me.”
His hands gripped my waist, positioning me on top of his still-hard length. “Every part of us fits like a glove. We’re fated, gorgeous.”
He slowly eased himself back inside me, and my head fell back, exposing my neck to his hungry mouth. He licked and tugged and sucked, pulling moans past my lips that I’d never heard before.
I felt the stretch and pull of his muscles against me, the way his hips thrust in and out, his heavy hands taking the time to coax sensations from my body I’d never felt before. His hands, his tongue, everything about him was magic.
“I can’t wait to have babies with you, beautiful.” He pushed one hand in my hair and tugged gently, dotting kisses along my hairline and down my throat. He paid complete attention to me, fucked me slowly, then quickly, then stopped and start
ed his attentions all over again. He left me feeling drugged by his cock, drugged on his touch, addicted to his love.
“Babies?” I hummed, his words finally registering in my foggy, sex-soaked brain.
“So many babies, beautiful, just you wait.” He grinned that cocky grin again, the pad of his thumb swirling between us before he pinched softly and another riot of sensation burst inside me.
His pleasure swallowed me whole.
8
Nolan
One week later, Gwen tucked herself under my arms, a brilliant smile lighting her cheeks.
I popped a kiss on her cold nose, pushing the knit cap down her head as I did.
“Hey!” She righted the hat and swiped at my shoulder.
“Hey, beautiful.” I made a point of calling her that every day, a dozen times a day if that’s what it took to show her how damn much I loved her.
“It’s freezing out here.” She rubbed her hands together.
I caught them between my own, pulling her closer to me. “I’ve got a few ideas for warming up my sweet little pussy.”
She swatted me again, but her giggle about stole my heart.
I thrust my very hard dick against her hip, fluffy layers of down separating us. “I’m always starved for you, beautiful. Just comes with the territory.”
She rolled her eyes once before pressing up on her toes and placing a kiss on my lips. “I am one lucky girl.”
“No, baby, I’m the lucky one.”
My laugh rolled between us, drowned only by the sound of the town in the distance lighting New Year’s Eve fireworks high into the night sky.
“Guess that means it’s midnight,” my mate cooed in my ear.
My heart dropped into overtime, nerves tingling to life as I shoved a hand deep into my pocket and pulled a soft velvet box from the layers of my coat. Before she had a chance to register what was happening, I dropped to my knees in the snow.
“Gwen McGuire,” I started, eyes shining up at her as an array of colorful fireworks lit the midnight sky behind her head, “from the moment I saw your father and caught your scent, I knew there was something different. From the second I saw you in the distance, my heart was pulled to you. From the moment your eyes first caught mine…I knew you were mine.”
Her eyes were heavy with tears, soft nods already shaking her head before she dropped to her knees in the snow with me, our hands tangled and trembling.
I grinned softly, that sideways grin I knew she loved so much, and slipped the cool blue diamond on her finger.
“Say you’ll be mine in front of everyone—promise me forever, beautiful, and I promise to spend forever loving you.”
She was crying and nodding and smiling all at once. “Yes, Nolan! A thousand times over, yes!”
I caught her in my arms, lifting her easily and spinning both of us under the New Year’s Eve stars.
“This lion is ready to celebrate. Let’s go to bed, baby.”
And with our lips connected, I carried my mate, my love, my life back to our bed, the need to show her just how much I loved her over and over my only priority. “I can’t wait to shower you in more love and babies. There’s no taming this lion.”
Her laugh carried on the cool air around us. “Thank God I like my lion wild and free.”
She was so beautiful. A sexy siren chasing my once lonely heart. I couldn’t keep my hands off her. Her sweet doe eyes looking up at me, the wispy curls around her cheeks, the way her hips swung when she walked across the room… She drove me nearly insane just watching. When we touched, her skin felt like molten lava, and I was beyond thrilled to jump into her fire.
“I don’t know what you do to me, but I don’t recognize the man I am when I’m with you. You make me whole; you make me better,” I said with a serrated edge to my voice.
“Nolan?” Her voice was small.
“Yeah, beautiful?”
“I want to see you.” Her eyes held mine. “I want to see your lion.”
My eyebrows rose. The idea of shifting into my lion right in front of her wasn’t something I’d considered before, but of course she’d want to see all sides of me.
“Is it scary?” Her tiny palm was hovering over my heart.
“No…” I tipped my forehead to hers, settling her on her feet and distancing myself before I felt the familiar tingle rise in my skin, hair bristling the back of my neck and knuckles, my muscles tightening and swelling until a final burst of adrenaline charged through me.
I sucked in a soft breath, never feeling so exposed in my life. I’d never given a damn what anyone thought of me before…but I cared a hell of alot what she thought. My bones moved, breaking and aligning into a completely new form. I was no longer Nolan but now the Lion of the Bare Mountain Pride.
Once I’d shifted I walked up to my mate, my lion eager to feel her touch on his skin, completely connected and whole. Something I had never been before.
“Your fur is…” She stretched tentative fingertips out to touch my coat. “It’s so soft.”
I nuzzled against her skin, getting lost in her touch. She giggled when my wolf got a little too eager and tumbled onto the snow with her. Then I shifted back, letting the animal leave me in replace for the man. When it was done, I stood there naked and couldn’t help but notice my beautiful girl staring at me, hunger dancing in her beautiful eyes.
I gulped, trying to relax when all I wanted to do was haul her off to our bed and let the real animal inside out.
“I’m discreet when I shift, it’s not something you have to see, if you don’t want to.”
“I like that side of you.” She moved closer, shoulder brushing against my broad, rippling form.
I inhaled her sweet scent, the way the smell of her wrapped around me, invaded my senses so much more powerfully when I was in my lion form.
“If it makes you uncomfortable—”
Before I could finish, she was cupping my face in her gentle palms, gaze searing mine before she placed the softest of kisses on the tip of my nose. “I love everything about you, Nolan: man, lion, or otherwise.”
My heart hammered as she breathed words of trust and love into me. I needed her. I needed her before my mind exploded. Everything about her consumed me with an all-encompassing madness.
My hands slid down her curves and up the soft slope of her ass before I thrust a hand down her pants and pushed the denim down her thighs. Her breathing picked up as my lips trailed across her neck and I dug my nose into the sweet cinnamon scent of her hair.
“You don’t know what being with you does to me.” I pushed my hands up her torso, pulling the shirt from her head and throwing it onto the floor before my hands made quick work of her bra. “You drive me nuts with the need to make you mine over and over.” I gave a soft yank on her hair before I pulled her hips to meet mine, my cock lined up with her silky hot entrance. “Do you want my cock?” I uttered, desperate for the words.
I needed to hear them.
“I want you. All of you.” She nodded as I shoved inside, her body riding up the wall as I drove my cock into her.
“Good, beautiful. Very good,” I uttered.
“When we’re not together, I can’t stop thinking of you, what you’re doing, if you’re thinking of me the way I think of you,” she confessed between pants. “I want you to take me,” she said in words that I’d never heard fall from her mouth. “Take all of me, Nolan. Every piece of me is yours.”
Her gaze darted down to where we connected before she wiggled her ass and sent me over the edge of all sanity. I lost it, right there in the entryway of our house. I lost my mind, buried inside her.
She was every dream come true I’d never thought was possible, and I couldn’t let her walk another minute through this day without telling her that. I’d needed to ask her to marry me, needed to hear her yes. Being her mate meant more than anything else ever could.
As she moaned and rode my cock, I clutched at her soft hips and planted her against the wall, impaling her
on my body again. “So fucking beautiful.”
My hands dug into her hair, and I relished the scent of her filling my nostrils. “Your eyes, your lips, your sweet thighs—so fucking perfect. You were made for me.”
Her head was tucked into my shoulder so I couldn’t see her, but I could feel her. Everywhere. With her nails digging into the skin of my shoulders, I buried myself, chasing happiness with her I didn’t know was mine to have.
“You’re mine. Do you hear me?” I pulled her chin up to meet my gaze. “Whatever happens. You. Are. Mine.”
My orgasm burned low at my spine when her legs began to shake and her nails dug fiery scratches across my deltoids. I thrust my head back as she twisted her hips, fisting me like a glove, before my orgasm rocketed off through my body, tightening my muscles and stealing all the oxygen from the room.
Her legs trembled and her cries echoed in my ears as she released and fisted me in intoxicating squeezes. And then slowly I pulled myself from her, cock still twitching. I lifted her in my arms and carried her to our bed.
I needed my mate again.
First Epilogue
Gwen – Five Years Later
“Nolan!” A strange tightening swept through my belly. “Nolan, help!”
My husband launched through the bathroom door, his eyes wild as he held his phone in one hand. “What’s wrong?”
I clamped my lips together tightly, tears welling in my eyes as I hugged my belly in my soapy arms.
“Baby, tell me, are you okay?” My husband’s concerned eyes bounced from mine to my pregnant belly.
“I think this is it.”
“This is it?” His eyes darted to my stomach and caught another tightening of the muscles. “Woah, baby, I think this is it.”
“Nolan,” I groaned softly, but before I could ask him to help me out of the hot bath he’d made for me ten minutes ago, he was already scooping me up in his broad arms and carrying me into our bedroom.