Chapter 22

22

I woke up the next morning feeling cared for and cocooned in warmth. Sure, the days were quickly growing warmer, and I didn't need to be piled under a ton of blankets anymore. But more likely I felt this way because of my very personalized heater whose chest I happened to be resting my head on. Kade made a damn good pillow, his body heat several degrees above the average human's. I stretched, but didn't roll away. I'd had the best night of sleep since we'd come to the Keweenaw peninsula and I was going to luxuriate in it, even if it was only for a short time.

I wish—after the Hyde incident yesterday—we could take a day off, but more than likely, Jabril would be a hard ass and want to make up for lost time. Since I was now officially playing two parts, I'd be putting in a lot of long days.

"It's too early for so many thoughts." Kade's voice came out extra rumbly with sleep, and he ran a thumb between my eyebrows. "What's on your mind?"

I nuzzled his peck, brushing my lips over a nipple. "Just thinking about all the scenes we'll have to reshoot."

"Reshooting, huh?" He ran a hand down my back in a gentle glide and goosebumps quickly followed. I'd showered, twisted my hair into a simple braid, and stripped down to my boxer briefs before crawling in bed the night before. I'd planned to seduce him, but fell asleep almost the moment my head hit the pillow. Actually, a little embarrassing.

Of course I could correct that oversight now.

"Mmhmm. Reshooting." I grinned, letting my fingers tiptoe down his abs and into his boxers.

He didn't stop me.

My hand traced his length. Gotta love morning wood. And holy hell. Guess what they said about alpha wolves was true. I'd never been a size queen per se—though my subscribers ate it up each time I tried something a little larger. I was honestly a little intimidated. He was even bigger than my dragon dildo and that was sizable. Didn't mean I wouldn't give it my all. I wasn't a quitter.

Kade groaned, tugging me closer so my own morning wood pressed against his hip. He didn't thrust into my hand, just letting me explore.

I traced his bulbous head first, then down his thick shaft, until I reached the base of his cock, curious about his knot. Like his cockhead, it felt slightly spongy. It was thicker than the rest of him, but nothing too intimidating. Maybe the whole ‘knot feeling amazing' was more urban legend than truth? I couldn't imagine why it would feel so much better than a human cock.

"I'm assuming you've never been with a wolf before?" his breath came out in sexy pants.

"I haven't. Do you mind me taking my time?" I continued to fondle him, learning him by touch. I loved the throbbing vein that ran on the underside of his shaft. So sexy.

He chuckled. "Do I mind? I love you touching me. You can take as long as you like."

"Just didn't want you to think I'm torturing you."

"You are. But that happens any time you're near, anyway. I'm greedy and would have you touching me at all times if I had my way."

I smiled against his peck. I loved his directness and lack of game playing.

He slid a hand into my hair and tugged until I tipped my face up to his. No one should be this gorgeous in the morning. His eyes glowed a beautiful amber, his face relaxed, and thick copper stubble lined his strong jaw. He'd have no trouble growing a beard, unlike my own smooth cheeks.

"You're so sexy. Everything about you just calls to me. I want to both cherish and ruin you. The contradiction riles my wolf." He breathed the words against my mouth.

"Everything about you calls to me, too. I love how you're so strong, but also gentle. I love your determination, and yet you never punch down or step on anyone to pull yourself up. The first time I saw you, you made me so hard, I hoped you didn't notice."

"Can I tell you a secret?" His lips twitched against mine.

"Of course. I've spilled enough of mine, it's only fair I get one of yours."

"Wolves have exceptional smell. I've been able to smell your interest from the beginning. I just didn't know if either of us wanted to act on it."

I should probably feel embarrassed that I'd been so easy to read. But I wasn't. I closed the hairsbreadth of distance between our mouths and kissed him. Like kissing sunshine. The guy didn't even have morning breath.

I gripped his cock and started a slow pump. I wanted to explore every part of him from his head to his toes, but more than anything, I wanted to make him feel good.

He began thrusting into my fist, and his hands wandered over my shoulders and back like he was mapping me. Everywhere we touched, I tingled.

I broke our kiss. "Can I ride you?"

"Are you sure you want to go that far? We can just fool around if you're more comfortable with it. We don't have to rush into sex." He massaged my scalp, releasing my hair from the braid. I wanted to purr from how good it felt.

And it was sweet that he was willing to wait. But whether we had sex or not, I was going to be crushed when he decided we should just be friends, and I was tired of letting fear keep me from what I wanted. And I really, really wanted Kade inside me.

"Ever since you mentioned riding you, it's been stuck on a loop in my brain. If you'd rather not . . ." I shrugged. "I'm happy to blow you, too."

He stilled my hand. "Damn, you sure know how to convince a guy."

"Yeah?"

He let go and reached into his bedside drawer for a bottle of lube. He tossed it beside us, then paused.

"I don't' have any condoms. Wolves don't carry or get human diseases. If you have one, I can wear it, though."

After Matt's and my breakup—and getting every STI test known to man—I'd added a condom to my wallet, just in case. I didn't think a regular sized condom would work with a knot, though, and if we didn't have to use one . . .

"If it's not an issue, I'd rather go without."

His eyes went a molten gold. Ooh, he liked that. I did, too. I let go of him and knelt up on the bed so I could shimmy out of my underwear. He'd gone still, watching, and it raised the hair on my arms. Pure predator. I loved being his prey.

"Fuck, you're so pretty." His eyes raked over me from my head to my knees.

"Yeah? Well, you've seen all of me, but I unfairly have not seen all of you ."

"Let me remedy that." He sat up and shimmied out of his boxers, keeping the cover over his lap.

I laughed. "Tease."

When he grinned back, his canines looked a lot sharper. He whipped off the sheet and leaned back on his elbows so I could get a good look. And look I did. I eye-fucked him within an inch of his life, and when his fists clenched, I knew he was trying not to reach for me.

Every part of him was perfection, from his strong calves and muscular thighs, to his six pack abs, and his heavily defined chest. I'd already known he had amazing biceps, and hands that I wanted all over my body. And his cock. Even bigger than it felt. It stood straight and proud, just begging for me to sink down and take it inside. Mission accepted.

But first I ran my hands over him from his shoulders to his heels, enjoying the zing that every stroke brought. I purposely avoided his cock, sweeping over his narrow hips and onto his thighs. His balls hung heavy between his legs and I bent down and gave them a soft kiss before continuing to run my hands down his knees and calves.

He reached for the lube, dribbled some on his cock, and started a slow but firm stroke. I paused to watch. Something so primal about the action, his large frame tensing as he got himself nice and slick for me.

"Come here. I'll prep you."

I'd been about to offer to do it myself—another thing Matt hadn't liked doing—when I caught myself and nodded. Kade was nothing like Matt, and I could tell by the timber of his voice and the slight tinge of command that he'd relish getting me ready for him. The thought of it made a bead of precome pool at my tip. When I removed it with my thumb, he watched me hungrily, so I offered to him. He sucked my thumb into his mouth and tongued it until he'd caught every bit. Oh, fuck, that was hot.

Then he grabbed my hips, lifted me like I weighed nothing and spun me around. I now straddled his chest backwards. He pushed me face down near his groin, so my ass was in the air. I did like to make myself useful . . . I engulfed his cock.

The way his body went rigid beneath me, you'd think I shocked him with electricity. He smacked my ass lightly, then yanked me closer to his face and licked a stripe from my balls to my hole. I squirmed, but he easily held me in place. I hadn't had anyone rim me in a long time. I moaned around his cock and opened my throat to take more of him as he licked over me and pushed his tongue inside.

He ate me out, and added thick, lube slicked fingers, until I fought his grip to try to get some friction on my neglected dick. He pulled back, tapped my hip so I'd release hm, then manhandled me until I was facing him. He wiped his face on the sheet, and locked eyes with me.

"Ride me, T," he growled out. "Want to see you bounce on my cock. Then I'm going to ride you , and give you my knot, and you'll never be satisfied with anything less again."

And holy hell, I believed him.

I gripped him in my fist and lined myself up. I pushed out and lowered myself onto him. When he breached my ring, I grimaced from the burn. He gripped my hips to stop me.

"T—"

"No, I got this. Let me. It's just been awhile and you aren't exactly small."

He gentled his grip, letting me have my way. I spread my legs wider and placed one hand on his chest to steady me. I lowered myself inch by inch. When his fat head rubbed against my prostate, I let out a shamefully loud moan, the initial pain forgotten.

His gaze roamed from my face to where we were connected, and his fangs dropped over his bottom lip. His hips twitched and I knew he was trying not to take over and fuck me silly. Any other time, and I'd welcome it, but I wanted to be in control of the pace this first time, at least for now. Somehow he seemed to sense this, and didn't push.

"Damn, T, you feel so good. So hot and tight and perfect."

Did I mention that I loved that he was a talker? Didn't know I had a thing for dirty talk, but I was eating this up.

I continued to slide down him until my ass rested against his knot. The pressure on my hole added stimulation, and I stilled for just a moment to enjoy feeling stuffed full. We locked eyes.

When he moistened his bottom lip, and flashed his fangs at me, I rose up, then sank back onto his cock. He moaned. So, I did it again, watching the muscles in his face twitch with pleasure. Pleasure I was providing him.

He said he wanted me to ride him, so I took him at his word. I swiveled my hips and pretended I was a jockey in Kentucky Derby and racing toward the finish line, bracing both hands on his chest to give my thrusts more power.

"Fuuuck!" he snarled, his fingers releasing my hips and digging into the bedding.

His noises spurred me on and I slammed down onto him again and again.

A growl tore from his throat, and then I was pulled off and pushed face down into a pillow, my ass in the air. He slammed into me from behind, taking the reins back.

The first few thrusts were testing and then he switched his angle, hitting me just right. I mewled and curved my ass even higher, asking for more. He powered into me and I placed my hands on the headboard to keep me from moving further up the bed. I'd be sore later, but it would be so worth it. Every stroke was exactly right, lighting up my body like a Christmas tree. I could probably come untouched, though I didn't want to test that out, and reached between my legs to take myself in hand.

"No!" He yanked me onto my knees, my back against his chest, and knocked my hand aside. "I want to make you feel so good. Make you shout my name."

He wrapped his hand around my cock, but kept a loose grip.

"No fair, you tease!"

He chuckled low and dirty. "You love it."

I did. I knew his thighs were powerful, but he continued pistoning in and out and my whole body began to vibrate with the stimulation. I wouldn't last much longer. His thighs widened mine and he placed one hand on my hip and another against my chest. He gentled his thrusts, then plunged me down onto his knot.

My body was so slick with lube and already loosened from the ride, so I opened right up for him. He held me against him and his knot began to swell. And swell. My happy spot lit up like a sparkler and I squirmed, not sure whether I wanted to get closer or away from the stimulation. His hand slid back to my cock and stroked.

I shouted his name, just like he predicted, and my body tightened around him as I came. I spilled over his hand, my abs contracting in the most powerful orgasm of my life.

And then the strangest sensation hit and I threw back my head, baring my neck.

He instantly went rigid, a pained groan tearing from him, and I felt heat fill me. "Teremie, love, you don't know what you're doing." His breath came out hot against my ear.

"You feel so good." I writhed on his cock as his knot continued to massage me in all the right places.

"I need a minute." He continued to pant. "Need you to lean forward, so your neck isn't so close to my fangs."

Through the haze of lust I slowly processed his words. I couldn't have moved away if he'd offered me money, my body held in a rigid offering, my ass continuing to spasm around his knot. "W-What's wrong?"

"You're offering yourself to me as a mate. I know you don't mean to, but my wolf doesn't care. I want to sink my fangs into your mating spot, brand you as mine."

I moaned loud and long and came for a second time. "Dammit, you can't say things like that."

"Baby, please. I don't want to hurt you. Lean forward."

But I couldn't. My muscles refused to cooperate, and the junction of my neck and shoulder prickled with heat. I needed him to bite me. Like right now.

"Bite me," I moaned. "Please, bite me."

"Fuck!" And then he did. His fangs sank into my skin and we both shook with the power of it, my body convulsing around him.

It hurt. Until it didn't . . . a prism of light exploded behind my eyes and I cried out. I came dry, almost painfully, shaking apart on his knot while calling his name over and over. Kade growled and retracted his fangs, his arms still holding me tight. He licked over the wound, but I barely felt it.

Bliss. So much bliss. I sagged in his arms, boneless and sated.

We stayed locked together and at some point Kade lowered us onto our sides. No clue how much time had passed. When I finally came back to Earth, I was still pinned in place by his knot. I groaned.

"I think you broke me. How long will we be stuck together?"

He didn't say anything.

"Kade?"

"Can you feel it?" His voice an awed whisper.

Feel what? Wonderful? Yeah, I felt that. Sore? Hells to the yes. But I knew that's not what he meant. And then I sensed it. Or rather him, I felt him . Like he'd carved out and made room for himself inside my chest. His emotions tumbled through my consciousness—joy, confusion, worry.

"How . . . What . . ."

"That's the mate bond. We're mated." He pulled my hair back and leaned down to kiss where he'd bitten.

I shivered violently, and gasped from the rush of pleasure. "But wolves can't bond with humans."

"I know. Which begs the question, what exactly are you?"