Chapter 12

Chapter Twelve

Lake

Soaking up Tucker's heat, wet grass soaking through the shirt he'd pulled over me . . . through the tank I'd put on earlier, none of it matters. All I can think about is getting him closer and feeling his body over mine.

The only thing I'm capable of doing is focus on the kiss he's giving me. Completely dominating. My lips part, and he doesn't hesitate in spearing his tongue inside.

Oh my. I didn't think kissing could be so good. Beautiful, in fact. The way he kisses me causes my body to heat all the more.

I don't know what I should be doing. Still, I wrap my arms around his bare shoulders, enjoying the feel of him pressing into me.

The moment couldn't be more perfect than it is right now. Nature is all around us. I'm caged beneath his massive body. Him over me, shielding the rest of the world away. Mouth to mouth, body touching body. Every bit of it feeling absolute.

Still, my body aches for more, to feel him completely. A part of me screams out to be completed. I don't understand it, but I know that what we're doing, it's not enough. I need him fully. Only I don't know how to go about telling him, let alone asking.

I want to plead, beg, something, to get him just to rip my clothes off and ease the ache worsening between my thighs.

As if reading my mind, Tucker jerks back from me, drawing a whimper from my lips. I didn't want to lose that part of him.

"Easy, my little Fae," he rasps gruffly.

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do," I admit on nothing more than a breath.

"Just feel what I do to you, Lake."

I give him the smallest nod and know he can hear just how hard my heart is thumping in my chest. Hear the blood rushing through my veins. Sense the nerves and excitement coursing through me like no other.

Tucker stretches one of his arms out, bracing himself up on his other arm. Claws flex from his fingertips, he brings the edges up and shreds the shirt he'd given me along with my tank top. Next to follow is my bra when he slices right through the middle.

"You know that's the only bra I own," I tell him, my chest rising and falling quickly.

"I'll get you more," he announces savagely, nostrils flaring, eyes dropping to my chest. "Damn, your tits are beautiful, little Fae."

Tucker lowers himself downward just enough to lick the hardened tips. I thought that would be it, but he moves back to the first one, wraps his lips around the tip, and sucks it deep.

A surprised gasp leaves me as I find myself overwhelmed with unknown sensations. That's not to say I've never touched myself, but doing so is nothing compared to Tucker's mouth on me. His tongue swirling around my nipple. His fingers pinching and pulling on my other one. I hadn't even thought to see if he'd retracted his claws.

I didn't care. He could rip me apart, and I wouldn't care, so long as he kept doing what he was doing.

Tucker switches his movements, taking my other nipple in his mouth. His other hand, however, doesn't move to toy the breast he left but glides downward, into my jeans, then my panties. He finds what he's looking for and awards me with a groan that sends tingles through every cell in my body.

Things seem to escalate. I don't know how, it just does. One moment, I have his mouth at my breast, his hand in my pants. The next, he's jerking back and my jeans are shredded from me, just as he had my shirt. He twists me up and around until I'm on all fours.

"Tucker," I murmur, calling his name over my shoulder.

"I've got you, Lake, my little Fae. Just relax." He growls animalistically. It's then I know it's not just him. It's man and beast, both joined together to take me. To claim their mate.

Tucker strokes my back with the backs of his fingers, and I'm not sure if I could relax. With not knowing what's coming. Not with being bare to him like this.

"Trust me, baby."My body jerks, feeling the first finger enter me. "Fuck, your pussy is tight around my fingers, just sucks them right in. You want me to fuck you, Lake?"

"I need you, Tucker," I pant, feeling sweat starting to bead along my skin.

"And you'll have me," he states right before a second finger joins the first. Tucker surprises me further when I feel his tongue lower as he flicks it across my clit.

"Oh God." There's no stopping my body from jerking or moving back for more. I need him, and he's driving me crazy with his touches. If he doesn't take me soon, I might combust into flames.

"Not God, little Fae, I'm your mate. The only one who gets to see you like this. The only one who gets to pleasure you. To slide inside you," he murmurs, pulling away.

I don't have to ask what he's about to do. I feel it and encourage it by pushing back into him.

"Not so fast, baby. I don't want to hurt you."

Those very words seal it for me. He doesn't want to hurt me. I know he won't.

"Tucker, please, I need you inside me. I ache for you. It hurts. Only you can ease it. Please, put your co . . ." I end with a scream, not finishing my statement.

"Fuck, Lake," he snarls, coming over me. His cock inside me, moving gently after thrusting deep inside, seating himself fully within my pussy.

Having him inside me is a completely different sensation, and it's glorious.

"Take me, Tucker," I plead, arching into him.

Tucker curses lowly and obliges, giving me just what I need. It's beautiful. Miraculous. Everything seems to brighten in a way I didn't think it could. My world brightens and sparkles. It's a corny analogy, but it's the truth. Almost like the very essence in the strands of the universe can be seen, and I can touch them. I could mend them or pull them apart.

The grass under me thickens and grows. I can feel it all. So much sensation mixing with Tucker's movements and growing in time with each thrust.

His groans of pleasure mix with mine, and soon he has me crying out as it becomes too much. The very sparkles become sparks of light, and my body pulsates with such passion I've never thought possible as my orgasms overtake my very being.

Tucker joins me, his cock swells. What feels like spikes sinking into my walls, locking him in place, keeping him from sliding out. From the way his body jerks and he snarls and curses, I don't think he expected to do what he did. But it's only for a split second before his body comes completely over mine, his mouth coming over my shoulder where it meets my neck, and he bites me.

Bites me hard enough with such intensity that I'm through back into the throes of another orgasm.

Long moments pass before he lets me go and is able to withdraw from my depths. He rolls off me only to pull me over him so that I could collapse on him. The moment my head comes in contact with his chest, exhaustion sinks in, and I fall fast asleep.