“Looks like you’re happy to see me,” she whispered in his ear before taking the lobe into her mouth and gently biting.
Jason took a deep breath but couldn’t form a response. He growled low in his throat as his fingers started lengthening into claws. He closed his eyes, trying to control his beast. Eventually his claws receded, despite all odds. Samantha continued to torment him with her mouth and hands.
Jason jolted as he felt her unbutton his pants and slide them down his legs. His erection twitched as her hands reached for him and her mouth slowly burned a trail down his chest. She began to trace the trail of hair from his belly button down, but he grabbed her before she could go any further. She glanced up at him with confusion once again in her warm honey eyes.
“Jason?” Uncertainty made her voice quiver.
God, she was beautiful. He growled low in his throat, unable to form the words to explain. If she continued, he wouldn’t be able to control himself. He wanted to be inside her when he came, to feel her come around him before he plunged into ecstasy. The primal noise seemed to comfort her, and she smiled slyly. It was enough to set him off, and he found himself tearing off her shirt and throwing the shredded material to the side.
Jason reached out and supported her as he laid her back down on the bed and let his eyes feast on the creamy flesh bared before him. He ran his hands up and down the sides of her waist, lowering his mouth to hers. Her eyes glowed with desire as he nibbled on her lips, making him smile. She wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. It was heady knowledge, and his wolf howled internally at the thought. He waited until he felt her breath stutter out before plunging his tongue into her mouth. Her nipples beaded against his hair-dusted chest, begging for his attention.
He ran his hand up and massaged her breast as his mouth sucked a trail down her neck. Jason paused briefly at the juncture of her shoulder where he suspected she would someday wear his mark before traveling down to her other turgid peak. He feasted greedily, loving the taste and feel of Samantha. She made the most erotic sounds in the back of her throat as she writhed beneath him. He could smell her arousal wafting up around them both.
She was stronger than he thought, and in his surprise she almost bucked him off as she arched upward. He pinched her nipple and bit gently on the other one in warning, causing Samantha to yip in surprise before moaning softly. Jason smiled. She sure seemed to like that. He’d have to file that information away for use later. He wanted to discover all of Samantha’s hot spots, to know what sensations made her moan and which made her come apart in his arms.
He continued to feast on her rosy pink nipples as his hands moved over her stomach and removed her skirt and underwear. Throwing them to the side of the bed, he cupped her mound. He thrust his finger inside her as he circled her clit with his thumb.
“Ah, little heart, you’re wet for me already,” he groaned out, continuing to thrust his hand against her. Adding a second and then a third finger, Jason brought Samantha quickly to a peak and bit hard at her nipple as he felt her tumble over.
“Jason!” she screamed as she came, riding his hand. Her body writhed as she rode out her pleasure. Jason wanted to feel her riding his cock as she came. He wanted to be buried deep inside her, feeling every quiver.
“Beautiful.” He quickly grabbed a condom from the bedside table where he’d left them earlier and positioned himself at her wet entrance. “Look at me.” His voice commanded her to open her eyes. When she did, Jason felt a wave of possessiveness unlike anything he’d felt before. “All mine,” he proclaimed right before he thrust inside her.
She was tight, like a silken glove squeezing him. He groaned at the amazing feeling of being buried inside her. Despite the tightness of her sheath, she easily accepted him and wrapped her silken legs around his waist, drawing him deeper. It was obvious she hadn’t been with a man in a while, a fact that pleased both the wolf and the man. Knowing he had to go slow, Jason grabbed her hips, trying to still their movement as she arched into him.
“Jason! Move!” she half-screamed at him, clawing at his back.
His wolf broke loose from the tenuous hold he had on it as he felt her inner muscles contract around him. He thrust into her hard and rode her fast. Just the feel of her made him want to shoot off like a teenager. He pushed harder and faster, desperate to feel Samantha come around him again before reaching his own climax. Jason nipped lightly at her shoulder, careful not to break the skin, but letting her feel the pressure of his teeth. She whimpered in pleasure, causing him to swell further as he thrust in and out of her feverishly.
Jason ran his hands down Samantha’s legs, detaching them from his waist and pulling them up to his shoulders. The new position seated him further inside her and increased the pressure until it was a delicious ache. He could feel her getting closer and closer to completion and vowed she would reach ecstasy first. He reached between them and gently massaged her clit.
Samantha’s short claws scraped down his shoulders, leaving trails as she came around him, screaming out his name in her ecstasy. He thrust long and hard, throwing his head back and howling as he emptied himself into the condom. Soon, he vowed, he’d be able to come inside Samantha and claim her completely as his.
Technically, sexual intercourse, with or without a condom, wasn’t required during mating. It was a shifter’s bite that released the enzyme into their mate’s bloodstream that linked the pair. However, most shifters choose to mate while making love as the all-encompassing sensation strengthened the bond between them. Every bite thereafter was unnecessary, but reinforced the connection, which was why most mated shifters had small scars all over their bodies from subsequent bites. Not only did each bite give the pairs almost unbearably intense orgasms, shared by both partners, but it also deepened their love for each other.
Jason knew it was too early to talk to Samantha about their mating, but he couldn’t help dreaming about the moment he knew loomed in the future. Their future. He couldn’t wait to mark her as his and to bear her mark in turn.
Jason collapsed on top of Samantha, feeling completely content for the first time in his thirty-one years. She had responded perfectly to his every move.
He hoped he hadn’t been too rough on her. He had wanted to take his time and make tonight special, but he couldn’t control himself once her heat enveloped him. Just being near her made his wolf howl, and he felt the overwhelming urge to seize her fully until even she couldn’t deny his possession.
The heat of her desire had only increased his own. They fed off each other until their desire was one blaze, consuming them both in its wake. Wanting to make sure Samantha was okay, Jason levered himself up on his elbows and looked down at her.
Samantha whined softly as he pulled away, but she didn’t cling to him. She opened her eyes and searched his questioningly. She must have liked what she saw because she smiled and Jason felt himself tumbling even deeper into love with her. Love? Jason was startled the word had crossed his mind this soon, but as he gazed at Samantha, he knew it was the truth. His feelings for her weren’t fleeting and they went well beyond lust.
Jason rolled onto his back and pulled Samantha tight against him. She was stiff for a moment before curling into his heat. As her nose pressed against his side and she rested her hand lightly on his chest, Jason sighed in contentment and went to sleep.
Samantha woke surrounded by warmth and the utterly male scent of her wolf. She smiled as memories from the previous night returned, then she snuggled deeper into the warm body lying next to her. Hers!