10. Colt

10

COLT

" I can't believe it's finally over," Jasinda says with a sigh when we make it back to my cabin.

"That might be over, but we're just beginning," I remind her, coming up behind her, wrapping my arms around her, pulling her back into me, and nuzzling her neck.

"I can't believe it, Colt. I never knew I could be so happy."

"I'm going to spend the rest of my life making you happy, Jasinda."

"You do make me happy. Just being with you like this brings me more joy than I ever knew was possible, Colt."

"Wyatt and Kendra want to have a dinner formally welcoming you into our pack tomorrow. Are you up for that, mate?"

"I'd like that, Wyatt. I feel at home here. My place is here, by your side."

I can't wait another moment. I pick her up in my arms and carry her to the bed. I can feel my wolf panting with his pleasure. Always in times of great emotion the urge to shift is near. Just because it's happiness doesn't mean the urge is any less now.

I allow just my hand to begin to change, my fingers sliding out into razor-sharp claws. I grin down at Jasinda. Her eyes are dilated and filled with heat and passion. Her lips have formed a perfect "o" in surprise.

I lightly slide my claw down her shirt and then deepen it just enough to slice her bra open too.

"What if I really liked that shirt?" she mumbles.

"I'll buy you a new one," I laugh.

Before I can get to her pants, Jasinda is already undoing them, sliding them down her legs.

"I'm not giving you the chance to ruin my pants, Colt," she laughs, shaking her head.

I let my claw retract and tamp my wolf back down. Then I slowly undress as my mate watches me.

"You're beautiful."

"Men aren't beautiful," I joke. "Besides, I'm staring at beauty," I tell her, bending down to let my hand slide against her flat stomach and then up higher to squeeze her breast, loving the weight of it in my hand.

"That feels so good," she murmurs.

I get on the bed, angling myself over her. I move my fingers between her legs, wanting to prepare her body for mine. When my fingers glide against the lips of her pussy, I realize she's already dripping wet for me. I inhale deeply, taking the scent of her hunger into my lungs.

My hand goes down to my cock and I position myself at her entrance, then let the tip of my cock slide through her slick depths to grind against her swollen clit.

"Tell me you want me, Jasinda."

"I want you, Colt," she gasps as I tease her clit some more. "I'll always want you."

When she gives me that vow, I thrust deep inside of her growling one word…

Mine.

And she is. I've found my mate and I'm never letting her go.