by Zoe Ray
Twenty-One
Samantha saw the vulnerability in Preston’s eyes, and her heart melted. This experience with him was like none other. He pleasured her body over and over and she was happy to be with him. What they had together was magical and fulfilling. She could feel the intensity building up in her once again. She had a feeling this last time was going to be something out of this world. Preston was worried. She looked in his eyes and gave him permission. “It’s okay.” She wanted to put him at ease. The fact that he even cared meant so much to her. “I meant what I said.” She knew what she was getting into, and she knew she was unprepared. She wasn’t naive, but she loved Preston, and she wanted him, and if being his mate made her his forever, she was willing to do that. All she wanted to do was put a smile on his constantly serious face.
He nodded as he spread her legs wider and thrusted hard reaching deeper than she thought possible. She cried out hard and loud. He touched places that had been previously undiscovered. He stayed deep within her giving small powerful thrusts. The sensations were insane. “Oh shit.” Sam yelled.
His pace quickened and hardened. He gritted his teeth and growled into her ear. “Come.” He commanded, looking into her eyes, and she did. Her body convulsed as sensations she’d never experienced washed over her, and with that Preston finally came as well. He growled loudly sending vibrations through her body, pressing into her harder. They both cried out in ecstasy. He buried his head in her neck and bit her upper back. Then he dug his nail into her hip and scratched upward.
Sam yelled and as she closed her eyes and swore she saw stars. New waves of pleasure washed over her as Preston continued to release into her. The room began spinning, and it was like she was on a rollercoaster. Preston howled loudly before he rolled over and she rested on top of his massive body laying her head on his shoulder unable to speak. He was still inside her. His body sweating. Sam inhaled his masculine scent as they simply embraced one another tightly, neither wanting to lose physical connection with the other. She breathed heavily and Preston breathed heavily beneath her. She looked in his eyes. No words were spoken, and before she knew it, they had fallen asleep in one another’s arms.
Hours later Sam awakened springing forward. She looked around rapidly. Everything came flooding back to her. She was in Preston’s bed. Where was he? She looked around his giant room, but he wasn’t there. She looked down at her naked body, and thought about all the sensations she had experienced the night before. A huge smile spread across her face. She sat there for moments before attempting to get out of bed. Preston must have cleaned her off when he got up. The smell of bacon filled the air, and her stomach growled. She never did eat last night, and she was famished, but before she did anything else she needed to shower. She headed to the bathroom, and turned on the shower. Being with Preston was better than she could have imagined. Every touch, every kiss, every thrust replayed in her mind, and she wanted him again. She stepped into the hot shower and allowed the water to rain down on her. All she could think about was Preston and his massive hands all over her body. She relished in the steam surrounding her.
After she was done she looked in the mirror. The coils in her hair had tightened, and she didn’t have anything she needed to tame them. She looked at Preston’s brush, but she didn’t think that would be enough. She thought she had a hair tie in her purse so she dried off and decided to go look for it, stopping to look at her body. She still felt the sensations from the night before, but had anything changed? Was she different somehow? She felt different, but not like a shifter, just different. She was experiencing true happiness, and for once she wasn’t afraid. She made faces in the mirror in an attempt to see if there was a wolf trying to break out. She growled and grunted, but nothing. There were scratches on her leg. She turned around and there were marks on her back. She shrugged it off. She opened the door hoping to find something to wear, and there he was. “Preston.” She ran to him and jumped into his arms like an excited little girl. She didn’t know what came over her. She just wanted to be all over him and feel his arms around her.
He grabbed her, picked her up, and spun her around, clearly happy that she was happy to see him. She’d never seen him smile so big. He rested his fingers in her hair and pulled her face close. “Good morning, my mate.” He kissed her on the lips and she saw fireworks.
“My mate.” She repeated. “So that’s why I feel like a giddy idiot? What have you done to me Preston Jacobs?” She kissed him over and over. She was happy that she was finally able to be so affectionate with him.
He placed her on the floor and held her hand. “I brought you some things from your house.” He pointed over to the bed.
“You did?” Sam walked over and saw her clothes, underwear, shoes, makeup, and hair care products. She looked up at Preston in amazement. That was so thoughtful of him. “I can’t believe you did that. I was just worried about what I was going to do about this mess of hair on my head.”
“Your hair is beautiful.”
“I thought you had superior vision,” she joked.
“I do, and you, my sweet, are perfection.” He kissed her forehead and she swooned. She pulled him close and began to unzip his pants. She could feel him hardening, but he stopped her.
“I made you breakfast. Let’s go eat, and then I will fuck you thoroughly. Again.”
She stared at him with her mouth opened. He kissed her. “Okay. Works for me.
She got dressed in a simple matching top and bottom that were extremely tight around her behind. Swaying her hips as she walked, she looked back at Preston and saw a flash of gold in his eyes. She winked.
“That’s what you’re wearing.”
“The better to tempt you with, my dear.”
He laughed as he grabbed her and held her close pushing her behind into him. She rubbed against the bulge in his pants. “Let’s eat before I change my mind,” he said.
They went into the dining room, and Sam looked at the table and back at Preston. “How did you do all of this?“ There were bacon, eggs, ham, sausage, biscuits, toast, grits, assorted fruit, mimosas and more.
“I may have had a little help.”
“Yeah, you know good and well Preston didn’t know what to get from your apartment.” Paris laughed as she entered the room. “But I got you girl.”
Sam laughed. “I should have known. So did he actually cook?” Sam looked at Preston suspiciously.
“Now that, he can do,” Paris answered.
Sam smiled at Preston. “Looks like I hit the jackpot.”
He pulled her close. “No, I hit the jackpot.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” she shoved his arm. He planted a kiss on her lips, and they carried on like no one else was in the room.
“Oh, not again.” Michael entered the room.
“Don’t hate.” Sam joked with him. He shook his head and chuckled. Preston’s dad and Persia came soon after.
“Good morning everyone.” Sam was more cheerful than usual. She felt like she was floating on air. Everyone replied with their own greetings.
“Let’s eat.” Preston extended the invitation.
Everyone grabbed plates and went through the table gathering food. There was plenty. Sam smiled as she did the same. As she sat down she looked up and notice that everyone was looking at her. “Why is everyone staring?” She asked out loud.
They were all wearing goofy grins. Persia was the first to speak up. “You mated. Congratulations.” She walked over to Sam and gave her a big hug. Everyone started talking at once offering their congratulations and hugs. Sam knew her face was turning red. She could feel her ears burning.
“How did you know that?”
Persia answered her question. “We can scent it.”
Percy decided to speak up. “Let us toast.” Everyone grabbed a mimosa and raised their glasses. “To Preston and Sam. I could not be prouder. You have been a great leader, a great son, and now you have found an amazing mate. Welcome to the family Samantha. We are so
very pleased to have you.”
Michael added, “To Preston and Sam,” and everyone joined in, clinking their glasses.
Tears of joy streamed down Sam’s face. “You all have been so kind to me since the moment I met you. I am honored to be a part of your family. Thank you so much for accepting me.” She hugged Preston.
“Since we are celebrating I have something to add,” Preston spoke over the chatter and everyone turned their attention to him. He looked at Sam thoughtfully, love and adoration all over his face, and a little bit of nervousness. That was strange. He continued. “As your mate, it is my honor to cherish you and love you forever. You committed yourself to me and asked for nothing in return. I just want to thank you, Sam, for accepting me and putting up with me. Our lifestyle is not easy to digest, but you have been gracious and kind. You made me feel loved and cared for like no one else ever could. As a man, there is only one more thing I want to ask of you. He got down, on one knee. “Samantha Davis,” he pulled out a giant diamond ring, “will you marry me?”
Sam’s mouth hung open in amazement. “YES!!!” She shouted quickly. She grabbed Preston and planted a huge kiss on his lips. Everyone around them cheered once again. After another round of hugs and congratulations everyone sat down to eat. Sam and Preston held hands under the table and ate with the other hand. They made polite conversation with the family, but kept stealing glances at one another. The heat between them undeniable. Sam had never eaten so fast in her life. She finally had enough food and polite conversation. She stood from the table. “I’m going to go wash my hands.”
Preston stood as well, looking at Sam. “Me too.” They headed for the stairs.
“You know we can tell when you’re lying,” Percy shouted after them.
“Fine. I’m going to go fuck my wife.” Preston yelled back.
“Preston!” Sam slapped his shoulder. She was mortified. Preston picked her up and placed her over his shoulder. He growled in her ear, and she giggled as he carried her up the stairs.
She kissed him. “Are you going to carry me everywhere?” She asked.
“I will if you want me to,” he replied.
“I love you, Preston.”
“I love you too.”
He opened the bedroom door and put Sam down on the floor. They immediately shed their clothes. Preston placed his hands on Samantha’s neck and gently pushed her backward toward the bed. A warm sensation worked its way from her neck down. His finger moved down the center of her body. He pinched her nipple and moved to the other breast. He worked his way down to her belly button and traced circles around her stomach. She shivered. He pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her. She waited until he was in position before she shot up and flipped him over on his back. “Caught you slipping,” she said to him playfully. She pinned his arms before lightly brushing his skin with her fingertips. Pleasing him was her only objective. She wanted to awaken his senses further.
“Maybe I have you right where I want you,” he replied.
“Yeah? Do I get to be in charge?” She didn’t wait for his answer. She turned around facing the bottom of the bed. Her ass was in the air giving him full view. She leaned down and took him into her mouth, concentrating on the head of his cock and sucking hard. He moaned. She licked down the sides of his length leaving a trail of saliva to lubricate him. She used her hand to squeeze tightly up and down as she focused on his balls sucking and massaging with her mouth.
“That feels so good.” Preston encouraged her. She was pleased that he was pleased, and so she took his entire length in her mouth She sucked harder and deeper. His tip teased the back of her throat. When she was about to gag she let up before pressing down again. Preston moaned. Every noise he made increased her arousal, and made her want to please him more and more. Suddenly she felt his fingers grazing her. He played with her wetness before spreading her lips. He stuck his finger inside her and twisted while moving in and out. Then suddenly he stuck his thumb in Sam’s ass. She gasped. He pressed in and out of both of her holes as Sam arched her back reeling from the sensations coursing through her body. All she wanted was him inside of her. She sat up and moved forward. With his hands around her hips he held her as she eased down his rock-hard dick. As soon as the tip hit her entrance she moaned. She slowly lowered herself onto him as he guided her hips. He filled her as she reveled in every stretch of her muscles. Every cell in her body awakened. She let out a long moan. Preston growled with every inch she took in he sending vibrations through her body. When she was seated comfortably she began to push back into him. The sensations were too much for both of them to bear. They cried out in ecstasy.
Preston leaned her forward, digging his fingers into her hips. Once she got comfortable Sam began to move faster and Preston held on to her for dear life. “Ride that dick,” he repeated over and over between ooh’s and ahh’s. “I’m close baby,” he warned her.
“Me too.” The sensations were driving her wild. She began to buck wildly and bounce up and down on top of him. His nails dug into her even harder.
“Fuck, Samantha. You feel so fucking good.” He growled, and that was enough to push her over the edge. She pressed down hard before lowering speed as she cried out. Preston moaned as he released into her. Her pace slowed and she moved her hips in a circular motion as she came down.
She climbed off of Preston and laid next to him. He lay breathing heavily for a moment before raising up to kiss Sam on the lips. He looked her in eyes and climbed on top of her. He pressed his head against her entrance and rubbed up and down. She looked at him with one eyebrow raised in question. “We’re not finished,” he informed her.
He entered her once again and Sam cried out. Preston pressed into her over and over. Every move made her moan. He drew back, lifted her legs, and threw them over his shoulders. She held her legs in the air as he rapidly thrust into her relentlessly. She could barely let out gasps as her breaths quickened. He moved his body to the right and thrusted into her from an angle and she swore she saw fireworks. “Preston.”
“Say my name again.”
“Preston.”
“Again,” he commanded.
“Preston. Preston. Preston.” She let out a scream, and they both caved in pleasure.
Twenty-Two
Preston held Sam close and inhaled her scent. The back of her body was pressed against the front of his. Her hair was wild, and he loved it. He ran his palm down the curves of her body and kissed her neck. Having a mate was everything he hoped it would be, and he was lucky to have found Sam. She turned around to face him. “Preston?” She said as a question.
“Yes, my love.”
“You don’t have any doubts?”
“No. Do you think I made it this far by second guessing myself?”
“That’s a good point.”
“Do you have doubts?”
“No, but I’m thinking about what the future looks like.”
“Will we always be like this? I love the way you hold me and the way you look at me when I walk into a room. I love it when you grab me and pull me close. I like it when you kiss me for no reason. I love the way my skin tingles when you touch me. I don’t want to lose any of that.”
“Then I will do what I have to do, to make sure we don’t.”
“Just like that?” She asked
“Just like that.”
“Is that what mates do for one another?”
“Yes, Sam, I would do anything to make you happy. We are bound for life. I can sense your feelings, and you can sense mine. We trust one another, and no one comes between us.”
“I want to make you happy too, Preston. How do I do that?”
“You made me happy when you agreed to be my mate and my wife. You made me happy the moment you stepped into my life. You are everything I needed. Last night I felt your love for me, and that is what makes me happy.”
“Then I will just have to keep on loving you.”
“That’s all I want.”
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�Preston?”
“Yes, my love.” He twirled his fingers in her hair.
“Tell me about Marcos.”
Preston’s body tensed at the mention of his name. He let out a long sigh. “Marcos was a part of my pack a long time ago, but he had other ideas. We used to be really good friends, until I discovered Marcos is a thief, and he wanted to take my spot. He thought he knew what was best for my people. He basically wanted to rip off our clients, stealing, selling secrets, corporate espionage. That’s not my thing. I have always wanted to make people feel safe, not sell out to the highest bidder. He started doing side jobs and extra work that was unscrupulous. When I caught wind of what he was up to, I wasn’t having it, and Marcos decided to challenge me for control of the pack. Needless to say, he lost. He wanted control so badly that he wouldn’t give up when he was beaten. He kept attacking until I was forced to harm him more than I would normally. He left the pack and branched out on his own, taking my omega at the time with him. It took the pack a while to recover, but we came back stronger than ever. Marcos hates me, and from time to time he tries to get in my head. He tries to recruit members of my pack. His jealousy is out of control. Each time it’s worse. He’s spiraling. This is the worst I’ve ever seen him, and I’ve put up with a lot over the years, but now he’s threatened you, and for that he needs to be dealt with once and for all.”