Chapter Fifteen

Rylan

I was losing control. Pearl’s arousal scented the air, reminding me of when she’d gone into heat two weeks ago. I was instantly hard. Instantly primed to do whatever she would let me do, and judging by her enthusiasm, she was ready for anything.

Was this the right time? Was there ever going to be a better one?

Those two questions swirled through my thoughts as I tried to decide what the right thing. The Moon Spirit alerted me to Pearl’s struggles then lectured me about how long I was taking. I understood that completing the mating would give me access to all of my alpha abilities, but I didn’t want that to be the reason we did it.

‘It’s not,’my wolf assured me gruffly. ‘She is our mate. We would die for her. We love her.’

The word love echoed through my mind like a gong. I did love her. I’d loved Pearl since we were kids. Even when she hated me, I loved her. I left the pack because I loved her. Everything that I’d done, past and present, was because of my love for her. She was the rock that kept me grounded when darkness threatened to tear me away from everything I knew and loved. She was the only one who could pierce that darkness and banish it for good.

Why was I questioning completing the mating? It was the most natural thing between two wolves.

In a split second, I’d made my decision and prayed that Pearl had made the same one. I closed the gap between our lips. I kissed her with everything I had, pouring every ounce of want, need, desire, and love into each movement. My tongue plundered her mouth; my teeth nipped at her soft lips. I drank in every sound she made, every panting gasp of pleasure. I breathed it in. I breathed her in.

Her nails dug into my shoulders, making my cock throb. I needed to be inside her. The urge was so strong that I was having trouble thinking straight. I wanted to roll until Pearl was beneath me then plunge into her, needing to feel her around me.

‘Not here,’my wolf interrupted.

I growled at him, annoyed, but knew that he had a point. I’d have her anywhere, but she deserved better than the dirt beside a stream.

With effort, I tried to think of a place I could take her. Where no one would interrupt us.

‘Here will do,’a voice I recognized as the Moon Spirit said, followed by images of a small cabin not far from here. A map appeared, giving me directions. I sent a silent thank you to the white wolf and then returned my attention to my mate.

Pearl’s hips rocked against me, my cock sliding through her slick folds. I bit my lip, determined to get her to the cabin and out of the open.

“Do you trust me?” I asked, moving my hands upward so I could grip her hips.

“Yes.” She pulled back so I could see her hazy eyes and well-kissed lips.

“Good.”

I stood up, easily lifting Pearl with me. I turned in the direction of the cabin and started to run. I stumbled a couple times when her lips caressed my jawline and again when her hand slipped between us to grasp me.

I growled, loving every second of the teasing while also cursing the fact that I had to run. The cabin appeared between a couple of trees; moonlight streamed through the branches, bathing the area in soft white light that almost sparkled.

I didn’t slow down until I was on the small porch, barely able to turn the doorknob without crashing right through it. Glancing around, I found it to be a well-furnished hunting cabin with a bed big enough for two. A fireplace was opposite it, and a small kitchenette took up the far corner. It was cozy and absolutely perfect.

I headed straight for the bed, placing Pearl on the beautiful quilt before following. My hips nestled between her legs, her junction teasing me to the point that I had to fist the blanket to keep from thrusting into her.

“Shhh,” Pearl cooed, cupping my face and looking up at me.

Her eyes were dark pools that could pierce the darkness lurking in my soul. Her silver-white hair fanned out around her head, the moonlight adding a glow that made her look like some sort of angel.

“I love you, Pearl. With every fiber of my being, with every breath I draw, and every beat of my heart. My existence begins and ends with you.”

She smiled, happiness clear in her eyes as they twinkled with unshed tears.

“I love you too,” she whispered, tears slipping down her cheeks. I wiped them away, knowing that I’d be wiping far more in my future but looking forward to every moment as long as she looked at me like she did now. With utter trust and adoration.

Our lips met again in a less urgent way. I wanted to show her that I loved her with my body. Words only went so far. I didn’t want Pearl to have any doubts about where she belonged or how much she meant to me.

My hand slid down to her thighs. I caressed her soft skin while my tongue slipped between her lips. Gently, I pushed her legs apart, breathing in her gasp of anticipation.

I paused, debating what I should do first. I wanted to taste her again, feel her legs clamp around my head as she shuddered with an orgasm tipping her over the edge. My cock jerked like it was reminding me that it was still there, ready and verging on pain.

Before I could make a decision, Pearl’s hand came between us, her fingers wrapped around my dick. She pulled, guiding me forward, and I followed without question. She slid the head through her wet folds, and I saw stars. I groaned, resting my head on the bed and trying to get a grip.

“Keep going,” my mate encouraged, moving my cock up and down.

I grunted, unable to form words as she moved me to where she wanted me. Pushing forward, I gasped as I entered her, using gentle thrusts until I was all the way seated inside her. My arms trembled at the feel of her surrounding me. I wanted to pull back and plunge back in, but I needed a second.

Pearl held on to my shoulders, her breathing rapid. I froze, trying to adjust. She arched under me then squirmed, and for a second, I thought I was hurting her, until I felt her inner walls relaxing around me. Fuck me. She was adjusting too.

I fought the possessive growl that had worked its way up my throat. The last thing I wanted to do was scare her with my enthusiasm. I wanted her so badly that I was having trouble with my control. My wolf wanted to step in and complete the mating while I wanted to savor every second.

After a moment of indecision, my wolf backed off, letting me resume control. A shiver ran down my spine when I pulled back then surged forward. We both groaned loudly, the friction almost more than I could handle.

Gritting my teeth, I withdrew until I was almost out before pushing forward again. The slow movements were as torturous as waiting inside her had been. Her fingers dug into my shoulder muscles as she gasped and moaned.

Emboldened, I withdrew and thrust in slowly at first, drinking in every breath and sound that my mate made. My lips found hers as I loved her, taking my time as I moved in and out. She kissed me back between sighs. Every time she said my name, I couldn’t help but pick up speed, which caused her to make more noise.

I pushed myself up, looking down at my mate, who stared at me with eyes full of desire and lust. A tingle ran along my spine as I quickened my pace, her legs clamping around my hips, encouragingly.

Pearl gasped when I hit a spot inside her, making her moan my name and beg for more. She arched her back like she couldn’t get close enough. I bent down, drawing one of her puckered nipples into my mouth as I continued a steady rhythm, making sure to hit the spot that made her shake.

Her fingers dug into my ass, causing my eyes to roll to the back of my skull. This was too much and not enough all at the same time. I redoubled my efforts, needing her to orgasm, needing to see her so overtaken by pleasure that only I could give her.

Before long, she was crying out with every move I made, her muscles quivering as I brought her to the edge. I scraped my teeth over her sensitive nipple, knowing that she was right there and just needed a little more stimulation.

“Rylan. Oh, Rylan.” She cried out then shuddered, the movements different from the orgasm before. Her muscles clamped around my cock, making sparks dance in my vision as pleasure rolled through her.

She pushed her hips up, meeting me thrust for thrust prolonging her climax until she was yelling, begging me not to stop.

As if I could. Whatever my mate wanted, she would get.