Saved by the Big Bad Wolf: A Darkhills Romance

by Elizabeth Greene

  She murmured into his mouth as he softly sucked and licked at the seam of her lips.

  “I’m sorry, please my love, tell me what you like?” He asked as he continued to gently tease kisses from her.

  “I’m not sure, I’ve not done much more than kiss before. I was waiting for my mate to come along. I was waiting for you.” Rose answered honestly between kisses.

  Cayden pulled back and gazed down at her a look of astonishment in his eyes that soon changed to one of sweet promise.

  “Let’s see if we can find out what you like then, shall we?” He asked and waited for her to nod in agreement before continuing.

  “We already know that frantic isn’t your thing.” He chuckled lightly and shook his head, a slight colour tinting his cheeks. “Honestly, it isn’t usually mine. I’m a little intoxicated by you my Rose.”

  She smiled at his honestly and stroked his bottom lip with her thumb. He didn’t smile or laugh often she realized, but she loved it when he did.

  “I have an idea.” Cayden kissed her thumb and gently took her hand in his and began placing featherlight kisses upon each finger. “I’m going to kiss and touch every inch of your beautiful body Rose and when I’m done, I’m going to work my way back up with my tongue.”

  Rose squirmed under his hot gaze as he let his eyes roam over her.

  “Yes, please.” She licked at her lips in anticipation and let out a sigh as he began his gentle exploration by kissing a trail along her arm.

  When his lips brushed over the shirt, she cursed its existence. His hot breath on her skin was the most exquisite pleasure; to have a dulled version of it making its way across her body had her inner wolf growling its frustration.

  Cayden chuckled again and moved his hands down to cup her breasts gently, over her shirt. The action eased her frustration and she found her back bowing to welcome his touch. She hadn’t realized how much she wanted to feel him caress her nipples until his hot hands were right there, lightly massaging and teasing the little nubs into stiff peaks through the cotton shirt. She writhed when he flicked his tongue over one. Oh, how she wanted to feel him against her skin.

  “Patience.” Cayden uttered softly.

  Rose wasn’t sure if he was talking to her or to himself, but he steadily ran his hands down over her waist and down over her legs. He lifted one foot and gently began rubbing small circles along her instep all the while looking at her with such tenderness and desire that she could’ve melted right there. Rose sighed happily as she felt all tension leave her and her body became loose and pliant under his careful touch. Cayden smiled at her.

  “You like that. Let’s see if you like this.”

  Slowly he placed a single kiss on the sole of her feet before lightly grazing the tender flesh by her ankle with his teeth and chasing away the sensation with a kiss.

  Rose gasped when he added his tongue and began slowly inching his way up to the hollow behind her knee. Her heart was beating in anticipation as she waited for his next touch, eager for him to go higher. A moan of tortured disappointment slipped past her lips when he started over again with the other foot.

  She was both infuriated and delighted with Cayden’s soft chuckle as he leisurely made his way up her calf.

  “Just think Rose,” He teased as he dragged his lips lightly over her skin, “Just imagine how good it’s going to feel when I finally put my mouth on you.”

  Rose squirmed at the thought. Damn did she want him to, the slow building desire was curling in a tight spiral within her. She clutched at the bed sheets as she willed him to take her further.

  With gentle persuasion, he took her hands in each of his and encouraged her to lift the hem of her shirt with him. Her cheeks flamed at the thought of the slow reveal she was acting out. She paused midway up her thighs. She’d never been naked with a man before and nervousness and self-doubt prodded at her.

  What if she wasn’t as attractive to him as he was to her?

  The low growl that rumbled from his chest told her that he had picked up on her reservations and disagreed.

  He placed more hot kisses over her hands, slowly licking each fingertip while fixing her with a look that spoke of promise and desire. He moaned softly as he leaned in and inhaled deeply at her centre, his eyes closing in ecstasy. Her pulse raced at the sight and emboldened by his reaction, Rose pulled the shirt up higher and brought it over her head, baring herself to him completely.

  Any nerves she felt vanished as she took in the hunger and hot need in her mate’s eyes.

  “You’re so beautiful Rose.” Cayden uttered with reverence as his gaze tracked down over every curve of her body, “My Rose.”

  He leaned down over her to place a soft and tender kiss on her lips. The sweetness of it taking her by surprise, by the look of desire in his eyes she expected another blaze of passion but if anything, this slow and cherishing seduction burned hotter, setting her heart on fire.

  Rose wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kept him close to her to prolong their kiss. Their mouths melded together perfectly, each taking their time to explore the other and Rose’s hands slid down the broad expanse of Cayden’s back to pull him closer. Upon discovering his jeans, she frowned and growled out her frustration.

  Cayden pulled back from their kiss and looked down at her with a look of concern.

  “If I’m naked then so should you be.” Rose growled, her command drawing a wicked smiled from her mate.

  “Damn straight.” Cayden swiftly kissed her and stood at the end of the bed, he flicked open the top button of his jeans and raised a teasing brow at her.

  It was her turn to enjoy a striptease. Rose leaned up on her elbows so she could watch.

  Her heart fluttered with every slow pop of a button, her breath catching when he stopped with his jeans slung low on his hips to run his hand up over his chest and back down to dip below the waist band. He watched her wickedly as she wet her lips.

  Damn him, he was teasing her, touching himself everywhere that she wanted to explore. Her eyes greedily raked over his broad chest down over the ridges of his sculpted stomach and down past his navel to where his muscles tapered into a delicious V. Every inch of smooth tanned skin looked good enough to eat and her wolf growled, at the prospect of sinking its teeth into his hot flesh, marking him as hers.

  “Like what you see my Rose?” Cayden husked.

  Her answer was to launch herself at him. He let loose a full-throated laugh as he caught her in his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist. Her core pressed against his hard stomach felt exhilarating and she unashamedly clawed at his shoulders while rolling her hips against him to gain friction on her aching clit. She cut off his husky laughter by biting down on his lower lip and dragging it between her teeth.

  “Stop teasing me wolf and give me what I need.” She hissed at him, running her tongue down his throat loving the way his breath caught and she felt his chest rumble beneath hers.

  “Don’t tempt me.” He huffed out, tossing her back onto the bed effortlessly. Feeling her mate’s easy strength ramped up her need for him and she bounced on the mattress and reached out to slide her hands around to grasp his tight ass beneath his jeans. His muscles flexed and his hand finally slid the denim down.

  The impressive length that sprung free made her thighs clench and her mouth water. She had no idea if he would fit but she was damned well going to find out. Her hands left his firm behind and eagerly reached for him. Just as she was about to wrap her hands around his hard thickness her hands were grasped in his as he tutted.

  “All in good time.” He pulled her up the bed and knelt between her legs, “First, I need to taste you.” He pulled her legs wider apart, baring her to his hungry gaze.

  She squirmed under his hot scrutiny, desperate for him to settle himself right where she needed him. He leaned down and kissed and sucked at her inner thigh, the sensation causing her to tremble. His hot breath danced over her aching core and she held her breath, waiting for him to close t
he distance and take her into his mouth.

  “Tell me to stop Rose.” Cayden ordered, almost pleadingly.

  “Never.” She whispered.

  With a savage growl he surged forward and latched his lips over her sensitive bud. Her back bowed and she gripped at the bed sheets as she cried out at the intensely satisfying attack. He released her and began swirling his tongue around her nub making ungodly noises low in his throat. The build of her climax had already begun but when he dipped his tongue down to lap lightly at her entrance, she clenched her thighs against the rising swell.

  Cayden growled possessively and pulled her thighs further apart. He licked up her slit with the flat of his tongue to flick her clit lightly over and over before teasingly withdrawing, only to dip his tongue ever so slightly into her entrance. Unable to move her legs against his delicious onslaught, Rose gripped the bed sheets tighter, moaning incoherently as his continued to repeat his demanding torment.

  Her climax threatened to crash over her and, sensing her need, Cayden released her thighs to pull her hands away from the bed. He secured them on the back of his head before pinning her hips against the bed with one strong hand. Rose moaned loudly as she gripped his hair and tugged his mouth closer, unashamedly grinding her sex against him.

  Cayden suckled her clit hard, his hunger for her a deep rumble in his chest. When he slowly slid a finger into her tight heat, she shattered. Her cry of pleasure ripped through the room as her orgasm struck her like a freight train, a deep and powerful surge of ecstasy that pounded through her, drawn out by her mate’s voracious tongue.

  “God, I could eat you for days.” Cayden cursed as he leisurely lapped at her, giving her body no respite.

  The thrumming need built again, and Rose felt her insides tense in anticipation. God, she wanted more of him, wanted to ride the wave again with her mate commanding her body.

  “More Cayden, please god.”

  He redoubled his efforts and this time thrust two fingers inside of her in a steady pumping rhythm. Rose’s eyes rolled back as she groaned and shifted her hips to meet his hand. He was going to kill her, and she would gladly succumb, she thought helplessly as another forceful orgasm broke.

  “Fuck yes, oh Cayden, yes.” She screamed as she wantonly rode his tongue and hand, lost in blinding pleasure.

  Cayden growled against her, greedily licking and sucking at her nub.

  Slowly he withdrew his fingers, and her body mourned the loss of him, he stopped kissing her and sat up to gaze at her with lust filled eyes. She locked eyes with him and embraced the heat that swept over her when he slowly lifted his fingers to his lips and sucked them clean. Her wolf was a dirty boy and it turned her on hugely to witness his raw desire for her.

  “So sweet.” Cayden hummed his approval and stood from the bed. “With everything that has happened, I don’t want you to rush into this. So, I’m going to be taking precautions.”

  Rose followed him with her eyes as he paced over to where his bag sat on the floor. He crouched down and her body lit up with anticipation as she heard the distinct sound of foil being ripped open. When he returned to the bed fully sheathed, she held out her arms to beckon him closer.

  Cayden crawled up the bed, leaving a trail of soft kisses as he reached her breasts. Each of her nipples were already puckered and aching for his touch, smiling into them he kissed and sucked them as he massaged the soft globes gently in his hands.

  “My mate is such a feast.” He hummed.

  Rose moaned as he tugged one of her nipples between his teeth, the slightly painful sting causing an echo of pleasure to resonate on her clit.

  “I promised you I would stop if you asked, so please tell me now Rose, otherwise I’m going to make love to you until you cannot breathe without thinking of me.” Cayden lifted his head to pin her with a look of pure need and determination.

  Rose pulled his lips down to hers and drew her legs up to tug his hips forward. His thick head nudged against her entrance and the air between them seemed to still.

  “I need you.” She hushed into the quiet space between them.

  With slow pressure Cayden pressed himself into her entrance, his eyes on hers the entire time. The feeling of being stretched warmed her and she longed for him to sink into her all the way. To her surprise he withdrew slightly only to push in further. The slow friction was the most delicious torture and as he repeated the motion over and over, she felt his body begin to shake with the effort it took to hold himself back.

  Seeing his barely restrained need caused Rose’s patience to snap. Gripping his shoulders tightly, she locked her legs around the small of his back and tugged him forward sharply. The deep thrust caused a short, hard pinch of pain and Rose gasped as Cayden grunted, his head tilted back, eyes closed in pleasure.

  “Are you OK?” He eyes flew open and he looked down at her with the sweetest concern, his breaths ragged.

  “I think so, please Cayden don’t stop.” Rose begged.

  His eyes darkened and flashed amber with hot need as he slowly pulled almost all the way out, before slamming back into her with gritted teeth.

  Rose whimpered at the tight friction that rolled through her. She could already feel her body tensing, demanding release as her mate stretched and heated her with every strong stroke.

  “Fuck Rose,” Cayden ground out between pants and he increased his thrusts. “Mine, you are mine.”

  He bent down to bury his face against her neck, his teeth grazing the tender spot where her shoulder met her slender neck. She gasped at the contact and arched to give him better access, eager to receive his mating mark.

  Cayden tore his lips away with a pained growl and crashed them against hers with desperation. Rose glorified in his possessive actions, pleasure building painfully. As he continued to pump his thick length into her, she lay suspended, on the verge of teetering over the edge of an orgasm that threatened to destroy her.

  Sensing her need, Cayden held his weight off her and with one hand reached between them to thrum at her slick nub while sinking deeply into her with long, heavy thrusts. Their hot breaths came in short pants and Rose dug her nails into his shoulders as he pushed her relentlessly towards the edge.

  “Give yourself to me.” He demanded roughly, pouring his influence into the command, leaving her unable to disobey.

  Her climax rolled over her in long pulsing waves that rose and crested over and over, while she called out his name. A roar was torn from his throat as Cayden demanded her pleasure continue to meet his own, slamming into her with hard and punishing thrusts.

  “Mine!”

  Slowly his movements calmed and became languid and leisurely. He pressed kisses to her forehead, eyelids, cheeks, nose and mouth, each one a cherishing caress.

  Cayden looked down at her with desperate longing while he tried to catch his breath. The emotions held within his gaze caused her heart to squeeze with sadness, her mate was struggling with something. Her need to calm him pushed its way past the receding haze of pleasure, Rose lifted her hand from where she still clutched at his back. She cupped his cheek and smiled, pouring her strength into him.

  “Cayden, I’m here. You have me.”

  He closed his eyes and leaned into her touch before placing a kiss on her palm.

  “Beautiful Rose.” He sighed before easing himself off her and padding softly to the bathroom to clean up.

  She winced as he moved. She was a little sore, but happily so.

  Cayden returned with a warm, damp towel and pressed it softly against her, the soothing warmth easing the slight sting. She smiled at the tenderness that her mate was showing her after having taken her with such fierce need.

  She blushed when she saw the slight pink tinge to the cloth as he took it back into the bathroom, silently. That was her virginity gone. Cayden had tried to go gentle with her but in the end, she had demanded he take her hard, desperate to be connected to him. She beamed at the thought of having commanded such a powerful wolf.

 
; Cayden came back out of the bathroom and smiled softly at her.

  “Someone looks pleased with herself.”

  Rose chuckled and nodded.

  “More than just pleased.” Rose stretched out her body enjoying the pull on her tired muscles.

  “Is that so?” Cayden’s lips twitched with amusement as he pulled back the bed sheets and Rose shifted around to do the same.

  He climbed in next to her and pulled the covers up around her as she yawned. She wanted to keep talking with her new mate and find out more about him, but the softness of the bed was tempting.

  “Well, if you’re a good wolf I may just hunt you down again in the night.” He husked low, as he drew her to him, so she lay within the safety of his arms. “But first, you need some rest.”

  “No arguments here.” She mumbled as she closed her eyes and snuggled into Cayden’s embrace feeling the soft press of his lips to the top of her head.

  Rose inhaled deeply, catching the scent of forest pines, and let out a happy sigh. Nothing would ever smell better than her mate. Her wolf agreed and she curled up contentedly to sleep.

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  Cayden

  Cayden watched as his mate slept cuddled in against him. Her soft breaths fanning across his chest.

  She was the most treasured thing in his world. Tried though he had, she had snuck past his defences and he had been unable to resist her. He had barely avoided becoming fully mated to her, the temptation was so strong during the heat of the moment. But somehow his resolve had prevented him from taking her without protection.

  Part of him regretted it. He wished he were in a position to claim her as his mate, but he couldn’t give her the future that she deserved. He wasn’t the type of wolf that deserved to have a mate to cherish and protect.

  Despite knowing she deserved better, deserved a good, honourable, steady wolf from her own pack, he couldn’t resist the need to make sure he was her first. He couldn’t trust another male to make it worthy of her. He knew that was just an excuse. He was selfish and wanted to be her first, he wanted to know the satisfaction of his mate. He wanted her to always remember who had been the first to satisfy and fill her. He wanted to ruin other men for her.