Wolf's Desire (12 page)

Keira
picked up his hand and placed it on her waist. She wanted him to touch her again. Whenever he was near, she felt complete. “Why do you call me your mate?”

Aiden closed his eyes, and visibly swallowed. “Because I can smell you, Keira.
You awaken the urges of my wolf like no other has done before. The moment I walked in that room I knew you belonged to me.”

“Is heightened
sense of smell one of your powers?”

“Not so mu
ch a power, but an ability. In some of us, these abilities are more potent than in others. I can trace my lineage all the way back to the first Caedmon wolf, and in my family we’ve always been effective at guarding what is dear to us. For hundreds of years, we were bodyguards to whomever held the position of Alpha at the time.”

“Is that why you chose this profession?”

“It chose me. This is what I do the best. My ability to detect danger and fear more efficiently than others through sense of smell is the same ability that told me you were my mate.”

“Could you be making a mistake about me?”

“It’s not often that we know instantly, but I make no mistake when it comes to this. There are other ways to confirm.”

“Like?”

Aiden arched an eyebrow at her. “Somehow I knew you would want to know.”

“So, tell me
.”

“There are things a mate can do, that no one else will ever be able to duplicate.” He lifted her hand and placed it under his shirt against his torso. “Healing is one of them.”

She could feel the indentations made by the bullets.

“If you wanted to, you could have healed me instantly. One touch and the will to save me was all it would have taken.”

“What you imply is impossible.” She shook her head. “I don’t have powers like you.”

“
You have to believe and truly want it for it to work. In every successfully pairing, mates have the ability to heal each other. Just like back at the hotel…I can soothe whatever is ailing you better than any medicine can.”

Heat flashed through her as the memories of his finge
rs working quickly over her pussy overtook her.

He pressed into her and slid his lips along her jawline.
“I can’t keep my hands off you, Keira.”

“You really do want me
as you mate?” she asked.

“
You are my mate. And yes, I want you in a million ways.”

“I don’t know how to please you,” she said.

Their lips met, and she tasted him. He smelled of pine, oak, and hickory trees after a rain storm.

“You please me already, just the mere sight of you.
Once I saw you that day sitting in the window smelling of ripe peaches, my dick became hard as a rock. I could have claimed you right there. Then you walked about half-clad in your flimsy dress showing me around the property. All I could think about was the many ways I wanted to take your pussy and ass.
Mine.
” He growled against her shoulder and kneaded her backside with both hands. “I want to devour you and fuck you repeatedly. There are no terms to explain how much I desire you.”

Her chest heaved against his and she blushed as his naughty words resounded around them.
She’d never heard anything like it. No man had ever talked to her this way.

And she loved it.

She palmed his erection, dropping her head back as he sucked at the vein on her neck. He was massive against her hand. She wanted to know what he felt like in the flesh. “Your dick is as hard as a rock right now.”

He lifted the ends of her
dress, and pressed hot palms against the globes of her ass. “You aren’t prepared for what I’m about to deliver.”

Keira sucked in her breath when his finger brushed against the edge of her panties. She ached there, and she needed him to make the pain go away. “I could have never prepared myself for this.”

“I’m not like others…”
His voice trailed off, and he began to pull back.

“Show me why you’re not like others.”
Keira didn’t want to talk…she was tired of talking. She grabbed his waistband, yanked him back against her, and unzipped his jeans.

His dick twitched when her fingers brushed against it.

He caught her wrist, stopping her. His gaze swirled with animalistic passion. “Don’t start a fire without intentions of putting it out.”

“
I didn’t start it.
You did.
”

Aiden
picked her up, catching her off guard and rushed her over to the bed. He threw her out on it, covered her body with his, and then crushed his lips to hers. She kissed him back, sliding her palms under his shirt. His back was firm, yet she felt more grooves in the skin…evidence of scarring. She wondered what happened and wished she’d been there to heal him.

As he took her mouth again and again, his hands rode up her thighs and her dress was bunched at her waist. His lips roamed over her face and the underside of her jaw. He paid particular attention to her jugular, swiping his tongue across the vein on her neck.

Hooking his fingers into her straps, he pulled them down revealing her breasts to his inspection.
“Perfect.”
He bent lower and sucked a nipple between his lips, sampling her at first and then laving her aggressively.

The small of her back arched high off the bed, pushing more of her flesh to his mouth.
Aiden tortured her, tugging her nipples until they were taut and aching. Shards of ecstasy flashed through her body and her pussy clenched in avid need. Her body was shaking, as he coaxed her near orgasm.

Near wasn’t enough. She needed more.

He left her briefly to rid himself of his shirt, then lifted her dress over her head and tossed them both on the floor. His gaze swept over her body sending heat blazing across her skin. A thin trail of dark hair started at his navel and disappeared down into his waistline. The thick girth of his rod pressed against the front of jeans begging to be completely free.

His irises gleamed a rainbow of colors, almost like a disco
ball. He picked up one of her legs and slid his cheek against, then pressed kisses to her ankles. Every inch of her was sensitive to his touch, and by the devilish grin on his face, he was enjoying every minute of it.

“Your skin is so beautiful, Keira. Every inch of it.”
He slid her panties off effortlessly and spread her thighs wide. “Your pussy even smells like peaches.” His lips moved against her legs when she spoke. “So pretty and ripe.”

She bit her lip when he slid his palms under her ass and pulled her closer. “Aiden, I
—”

Aiden
licked her pussy beginning at the bottom of her nether lips and then zeroed in on her clit. He lashed his tongue across the little bundle of nerves, pushing her toward the brink of ecstasy. Her clit throbbed with each tantalizing pull.

Aiden
plunged his tongue deep into her. Unable to control her scream, she cried out. He devoured her, fucking her with his tongue and sucking on her clit. He lapped at her sensitive petals, holding her open with his fingers. Just the sound of him sipping and slurping on her juices had her pussy clenching in need ready to have something big and solid inside.

So many times her belly would begin to tighten and her
clit would feel as if it were on fire, only to have him lighten the pressure. He would pull her to edge only to push back again, creating a strong urge deep within her loins.
Pull. Push.
He teased her pussy raw, feasting on her like a ravenous wolf.

“Please…” Before she could stop herself, she grabbed fistfuls of his hair.

A deep growl resonated from his lips and it vibrated against her, torturing her even more. Lifting her ass up and bringing her closer to his mouth, he dove deep into her over and over again. Only after she was writhing helplessly under him did he zone in once again on her core. One touch to her clit and her body began to tremble.

A mind blowing
orgasm burst through her. She released his hair and clutched at the bed sheets beneath her as she rode it out. The release drained her and fulfilled her at the same time.

And still…she wanted more.

Aiden tore his lips away from her and released his ass.

Her eyes flew open at the same time he removed his jeans.
She knew what he meant now. Hard as a rock. He was so erect the veins along his rod were filled with dark blood. She could literally see the sexual tension jolting through it, but what shocked her the most was the size and length of him.

“You taste sweet, Keira,” Aiden sai
d, then kissed her. He cupped the back of her neck with his palm and deepened the kiss. “I want to feel you clenched around my dick just like you did around my tongue.”

“I want to please you, but…” Why would a man like Aiden want someone as inexperienced as her?

“You please me just by existing,” he whispered against her neck and came down over her. “I’ve waited long enough for you. My true mate.”

“
I hope you’re right, and that our wait is over.” She wanted him, and she needed this. How many years had she dreamed about a man who could please her like this?

“Do you take your fucking hard?” His dick throbbed at her
slick opening.

Her clit pulsed from the inquiry. “Fuck me hard. I always want to remember this
night.” She wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her fingers into his back, bracing herself.

Aiden
pulled his hips back, then entered her with blunt force. He broke past her virgin barrier slamming to the hilt.

Keira screamed, her cry cutting sharply into the air.
It felt like someone had impaled her with a knife. She nearly suffocated in the agonizing aftermath of it.

“
Keira?”
His eyes locked on her hers, wide with confusion. He shrank back.

“No…” She tightened her legs around him.

“Why?” He looked to be in as much pain as she was.

“I didn’t want you to feel sorry for me.” She buried her head against her shoulder and bit down hard on her lip. Her pussy was on fire. He was stretching her and it stung like hell.
“Forgive me.”

“I should be the one asking for forgiveness,” he said, between clenched teeth. “How is this possible?”

She knew what he meant, but she didn’t want to talk about that now. This night was theirs. She wanted to gift him what he’d been waiting long enough for. He’d save her life.

“He was my friend, Aiden. Never, ever my lover,” she said. “Don’t speak about it now. Make the pain go away.”

The tension in his body faded, and he release a ragged breath. “Oh, Keira…”

When he began to move inside of her, some of the pain subsided. Her pussy was clenched so tight around him, it seemed that he could barely move.
She wanted to tell him how much she needed him, but the words were stuck behind the lump in her throat.

“Relax.” He kissed along her hairline and temple.
“I’ll be gentle.”

True to his words, he stroked slowly in and out of her. At one point, pulling out to the tip and then plunging slowly back in. He eased her like that until she had completely surrendered and he could move in and out of him at an even tempo.

“Look at me, Keira,” he begged.

She opened her eyes and obeyed. His irises dilated, then contracted. It changed colors and size. In that instant, she knew that she’d awakened the animal in him.

Her hips moved with his, and before long the pain had been replaced with elation. They held tightly to each other. Skin against skin. Lips to lips. Heart to heart.

Something gripped her abruptly and built within her until she couldn’t hold any longer.
Beams of light the same colors of his irises danced within her own line of sight. Her hips jerked upward as another climax tore through her.

He pumped faster,
with a determined expression on his face and beads of sweat riddling his forehead. His body tensed and then he turned his face up the ceiling and growled as he came.

His seed bur
ned her insides like molten lava. It spread throughout her center and out through her arms and legs, invading her senses. The feeling that washed over her reminded her of being immersed in a steamy Jacuzzi bath after a long stressful day. Her vision became cloudy as an image entered her mind.

A brown wolf rested near her as she sat under a shady elm tree, a book folded out in her lap. He was massive—the wolf was—but she felt at peace
and content, not afraid and alone. The sky was bright, the air warm, and a light breeze past against them and through the fields of
lupinus perennis
nearby. As she read with the rays of sun beaming through the leafy branches, the wolf looked at her with admiration, its eyes a myriad of colors—like a disco ball.

They seized the moment as it lasted, riding the waves that waned and waxed between
them. He emptied himself inside her until there was nothing more, and the image faded.