Chapter 11

Ash

"You're supposedto be taking it easy!" Tessa admonishes me as I grab the grocery bags out of the trunk.

She had insisted that I stay home and relax while she ran to the store. I didn't want to, but I could tell that she was worried about me, so I relented. Now she's back, and I'm refusing to just lie in bed and take it easy.

"It's fine. I'm a shifter, so I'm already healed," I assure her.

She frowns and I do a few biceps curls with the grocery bags.

"See? Good as new."

"It still seems crazy to me that you can be healed so quickly," she says as she grabs the last few bags and closes the trunk.

I follow her into the house and down the hall to the kitchen.

"Are you hungry?" She asks as she starts to unpack everything.

"Not right now."

I help her put everything away, and she sighs as she adds the bags to the recycling bin.

"Are you sure that you don't want to get some more rest?" She asks, and I smile.

"I'll tell you what. I'll go back to bed if you come with me."

She smiles up at me and I wiggle my eyebrows at her.

"We can't have sex!" She tells me, and I frown.

"Why not?"

"Your shoulder! You just got out of the hospital."

"I'm fine," I tell her, and she eyes me skeptically.

So, I decide to prove it to her.

I bend down and scoop her up in my arms.

"Ash!" She shouts and I grin as I take off up the stairs and into our room.

"We'll rest," I stress, winking at her. "And then we'll go get your things from your apartment."

"It's almost four o'clock, and you want to start the moving process now?" She asks with a giggle.

"I want you moved in here. I want to see your things next to mine."

She melts at those words, and my polar bear grins inside of me.

She wants that too,he says, and I nod.

"Tomorrow," she promises, and I nod.

"Fine. Tomorrow."

I set her down on the bed and then come down over her. I kiss her before she can protest or ask how my shoulder is. I don't want her worrying about me right now, especially because I'm fine. I want her to feel nothing but lust and passion.

I slip my tongue into her mouth and groan as I taste her. She tastes like mangoes, her favorite fruit. She eats them all the time and it's driving me crazy. Now every time I see a mango, all I can think about is kissing my mate.

My polar bear growls, and I take a deep breath. He licks his lips, and I smile. We can smell her arousal, and I kiss her harder as I start to pull at her clothes.

"I've missed licking that sweet pussy," I tell her as I strip the last of her clothes away.

She blushes, and my polar bear goes wild. We love seeing her look so sweet and innocent right before we have our way with her.

"Have you missed me licking it too?" I ask her, and her face turns even redder, but she nods.

"It's aches," she whispers, and I want to devour her.

"I'll fix that," I promise her as I grab her ankles and pull her to the edge of the bed.

She squeaks as I drop to my knees before her, but I can see the lust in those remarkable cinnamon-brown eyes.

"I love you, Tessa. Always," I vow, and she smiles.

"I love you too."

I kiss the inside of her thigh and trail kisses up to her dripping pussy.

"I see that you made a mess for me," I growl, and her hands fist the sheets under her.

"Ash…" she starts, but I bury my face between her legs before she can finish that thought.

I moan as her flavor explodes across my tongue. She tastes so sweet, and my polar bear growls at me to get every drop. As if I would waste any.

Her thighs are starting to shake, and I know that she's close. I lick over her clit, pushing one finger and then two inside of her snug channel.

"Oh, oh, oh!" She chants, and I flick my tongue over her clit.

Her orgasm crashes into her, and I lick her through the storm.

"Your turn?" She asks shyly, and I swear that I almost come right then and there.

"Not right now. I need you too bad."

She pouts, and I groan.

"I promise that you can do anything that you want to me after, mate. Right now, I just need to be inside of you."

"You would be. You'd be inside my mouth," she protests, and I growl.

"Fuck, Tessa. After," I say, and she stares up at me longingly.

Don't deny our mate! My polar bear snarls at me, and I grit my teeth.

"One lick," I tell her, and she grins.

She pushes on my shoulders, and I roll over onto my back. She looks so happy as she settles between my legs. Her hands run up my inner thighs, and I tighten my hands into fists. She looks like an angel as she wraps her hands around my length and gives a few testing strokes.

"Tessa," I plead, and she smiles a second before she leans forward and wraps those bee-stung lips around my cock.

"Fuck!" I shout, and she grins, sucking harder.

Her head starts to bob and down on my length, and she swallows more of my cock with each pass.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I grit out, and she moans around me, the vibrations going right to my balls.

I'm two seconds from coming and reach for her, grabbing her arms and pulling her up.

"I need to be inside of you," I pant, and she nods, her eyes wild with lust.

She crawls up my body, and I grab her hips, helping her position my cock at her opening. I expect her to take it slow and inch down on my length, but my mate surprises me by dropping right down.

I let out a strangled moan and grit my teeth to stop from coming as her tight, wet heat envelopes me.

"Tessa," I groan, and she moans.

Her hands land on my chest and she braces herself there before starting to ride me. Her tits bounce in front of my face, and I reach up, cradling the soft globes.

"So fucking perfect," I moan as I lick over one nipple and then the other.

She arches, offering me more of herself, and I happily accept. She bounces on my cock, her pace picking up as she gets used to being on top.

I can feel her pussy tightening around my length, and I know that she's close. I run my hand down her body until I find that ball of nerves between her legs. My fingers brush over her clit, and she digs her nails into my chest.

"Ash," she pants, and I thrust up as she rides me.

"Come for me, Tessa. Come for me like this so that I can flip you over and fuck you until we break this bed."

"Oh!" She shouts, and I'm not sure if it's my words or my fingers that have her coming all over me.

As soon as she comes down from her high, I flip her over and drive into her like an animal. Sweat drips off of me, and I grip her hips tighter as I rut into her.

She screams my name, and I feel her come again. The headboard slaps off of the wall, and I growl at the sound. Her juices flood my cock, and I can't hold back any longer.

I thrust into her once more and come, shouting her name as I find my release.

My arms give out and I roll to the side before I can crush my mate. We're both panting, and I roll onto my side and smile at her. She grins back at me and I pull her closer.

"How's your shoulder?" She asks, and I shake my head.

"It's fine. I promise that it's healed."

She nods, her fingers running over the scar there.

"How's your ache?" I ask her, and she frowns.

"What ache?" She asks distractedly as her hands start to explore my muscles.

"Here," I say, my fingers finding her drenched opening.

She moans and locks eyes with me as I push a finger inside of her.

"It's starting to come back," she admits, and I grin.

"Let's see if I can take care of that."

She grins up at me as I roll her over and kiss her.