Page 66 of Wild
“Colton!” Her voice held thready desperation. She was on the edge. Ready to plunge over the other side.
Sweat dripped down my brow. “Come for me, sweetness. Let me have it all.”
It was as if she’d been waiting for me to allow her to do so because as soon as the words were uttered, she came. Because she’s that fucking sweet--coming on command.
Christ, I was going to have fun teaching her all the pleasure of surrender. Showing her how an alpha wolf took care of his female. Punishing and rewarding. Coaxing out all the naughty desires she might have lurking within her. We’d only had two days. A lifetime was before us.
And then I came. Lights exploded behind my eyes. I filled the condom pumping into her. Then I pulled out and waited, breathing, breathing, waiting for my vision to clear, so I wouldn’t make a mistake.
“Hold still, sweetness.” I brushed her hair back from her sweaty neck. The thought of scarring her perfect skin killed me. I’d hate for her to be self-conscious about the mark, not wear those little tank tops anymore. So I dragged my lips across her shoulder and rolled her to the side to kiss down her shoulder blade. She turned her head to look up at me, to watch. And there, below the shoulder blade, in the fleshy part of muscle under her armpit, I bit.
I came again, and the condom slipped off, so I jizzed all over her ass.
Fuck…fuck...FUCK. It was like one of those movie clips where scenes flashed across the screen one right after the other super fast. I’d thought of this moment. Heard about it from my dad. Boyd. Knew what to expect. I’d craved it. Needed it.
But nothing,nothing,compared to reality. The feel of her skin beneath my tongue, the way my serum seeped into her, the taste of her flesh, her blood. The knowledge that Marina was mine forever. Fuck. The orgasm was so intense, and my dick wasn’t even inside her.
I was in love with Marina. I was proud Marina was mine. I was humbled by the woman, that she gave herself to me. Me! I would spend the rest of my life trying to make her happy because nothing I could do would compare to what she just gave me.
Marina’s whimper brought me back to reality in an instant. I forced my jaws to unclench and eased my teeth out of her flesh. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I said, “Marina, sweetness. It’s over.”
I licked the wound closed. My saliva would provide antibodies to promote quick healing and prevent infection. “Tell me you’re okay.” I pulled a pillow case off one of the pillows and pressed it against the wound before I rolled her to her back.
Her face was a little pale, but she nodded. “Ouch.”
“I’m so sorry, baby. It will never happen again. I will never hurt you as long as I live. At least not intentionally. Or unless you like it.” I winked, and she relaxed, settling back into the pillows.
“Now I’m yours?” she asked, her voice soft.
“Now you’re mine.”
“Forever?”
“Until death do us part. I will always provide for you. Protect you. Pleasure you. I will spend the rest of my days making up for hurting you.”
“Will you… ” She bit her lip.
“Say it.”
“When can I see your wolf?” She looked almost shy, as if the words weren’t right.
“My wolf?” I cleared my throat.
She nodded, and I smiled.
“Fuck, yeah. It’s big. Bigger than a normal wolf. Do you want to see it now?”
“Yes!” She sat up and put a hand over the bite wound.
I was still on my side, so I leaned forward, kissed the spot, licked it again to get it to heal faster. It would be sore, so showing her my wolf would be a good distraction.
“Don’t be scared, all right?” I looked into her eyes, searched for a depth of concern that she might freak out. She’d seen little Liam shift earlier, but seeing her man turn into a wolf for the first time could push her over the edge.
She took a deep breath, nodded.
Pushing off the bed, I stripped off my clothes, let them drop in a pile on the floor. My cock was hard again, but I ignored it, only looked at Marina as the air around me blurred, and the room filled with the sound of cracking joints.
Marina stifled a scream. I’d warned her. I was huge. And a wolf.
