She’d give it to him when she felt ready. He wouldn’t rush her. Nothing had been her choice so far. At the very least she could decide when she felt he was worthy of such a thing. The bright beams from the moon highlighted her hair, her skin, the curve of her neck.
He locked on to that, struck by the sight of her.
Sliding his fingers over her hips, he let her move over him. She rocked back and forth, her pussy fisting his cock, her nipples gliding over his chest. He brought his arms around her, fingers splayed over her back. Her skin felt softer, her body temperature matching his. Each of their exhalations turned into white frost, the chilly night air adding to the beauty of the moment.
Howls sounded from far away, stilling Rachel’s movements.
Pulling from him, she gazed past his shoulder. “What’s going on?”
“Jackson and Gavin announced they’re merging the packs.”
It was only a guess. No doubt those howls of solidarity would change to snarls once Shane brought the rogue forward and accused Simone of planning the attack against Chloe. He decided not to mention that part, running his fingers up and down her back.
“You’re supposed to be there.”
“They can handle it,” he whispered, bucking his pelvis.
“You’re trying to distract me, aren’t you?” She moved again, plunging her cunt up and down his length.
He groaned, clutching at her shoulders. “Of course I am. Do you mind?”
“Not at all.”
Grasping his biceps, she moved faster, bucking her hips as she came down. Her legs snaked around him, bringing them closer. He felt her locked ankles against his lower back, her nails pressing into his arms. Her mouth met his, her tongue sliding out to tease his lips. A small shift of his hand and he cupped her head. Angling her chin to the side, he advanced. She met him halfway, their tongues gliding together. Her soft growl vibrated against his mouth.
Fuck yes.
Their lips parted. He felt her tremble, her arms shaking.
“Oh God,” she panted, using the hands she’d placed on his biceps for leverage.
One day he wanted her like this, only he’d have his cock buried in her ass. He’d dominate her. Love her. Take her as none other ever had. He’d watch her face and see how he made her feel. He’d make the experience something she’d want again and again. For them the future was limitless. No more anger or resentment.
They’d grow together, learn together.
Love together.
He swayed beneath her as best he could, making sure he sank deep. Wind parted the trees and whistled between them. His wolf sought Rachel’s and their senses slowly came together. He smelled her rising need, knew that soon she’d fall apart.
Reaching between their bodies, he found and stroked her clit.
Nothing in his life had ever compared to this moment.
Even if she didn’t take him up on the request, he turned his head when her pussy clamped down on his dick, waiting for pleasure to consume her. A jolt of happiness slivered through him when she moved closer, her tongue bathing the skin between his shoulder and neck. It as hard as hell not to taunt her when he’d wanted it so fucking much.
Mark me, Rachel. Show the world I’m a mated man.
She whimpered, her body went taut and he felt her teeth score his skin.
The heavy ache in his balls vanished, his cock jerking. Seed spurted into his mate’s body, a hot flood of warmth blooming where they were connected. He came howling, thrusting up against her. Her soft cries told him she’d found her release as well. Her pussy milked him, rippling over his length. Their wolves rejoiced, their connection growing as they beasts embraced their mating, elated and possessive at their newly formed bond.
Rachel was rough at his shoulder, biting down hard and ensuring the scarring would be visible to everyone. He welcomed the burn. He’d left that area unmarred with any tattoos. Since other designs surrounded the smooth expanse of skin it would bring attention to the area, so everyone would see. He fought the tingling in his gums, unwilling to bite her this time around, nipping at her arm.
Her mouth moved away, sharp fangs and incisors sliding from his flesh.
“Can you feel that?” she breathed, moving her pelvis in a circle. “Is it just me?”
“My wolf is claiming yours,” Declan answered and slid his fingers into the hair at her neck. “It’s deepening our mating. The connection is unlike any other.”
Her gaze drifted to his shoulder and a satisfied smile appeared. “You wanted a mark. I’d say you have one.”
“Not any mark, yours.” He flexed his muscles in his torso. His torn flesh burned. The area would be slower to heal and mend. A permanent brand to the world of her claiming. From the way she stared at it, she’d made sure no one could mistake what she’d done. “Got me good, did you?
She nodded, biting her lower lip. “Can’t miss it.”
As he’d expected, snarls carried through the trees. He wanted to curse Simone but found himself grateful that he’d had this time with Rachel. They’d been alone. She’d changed for the first time without assistance. They loved each other and those emotions would only grow stronger due to their beasts. From here on in—as far their relationship was concerned—he hoped it would be smooth sailing.
“What should we do?” His female didn’t sound mousey or afraid, she sounded pissed. “I don’t want to leave Chloe with that woman.”
“There’s a good chance you won’t have to. If the pack Alphas think the evidence is compelling, Wade will have to put his daughter on lockdown. There’s not enough to ask for her death but containment is understandable, unless he can prove she’s innocent.”
“I don’t want to leave,” she confessed, leaning forward to run her lips over his cheek. “But we should go to them, shouldn’t we?”
Shane had things under control but Declan was the Beta. Still, he wanted to take care of Rachel, consumed by the desire to see to her needs. “Tonight’s about you. Everything else can wait.”
With a soft sweep of her hand, she combed his hair from his temple. “Can you find your way back?”
“Yes, I can. And so can you.” He didn’t want her to stop touching and talking to him. He dreaded going back, worried it would end their night too soon. Trying to be honorable, he told her the truth. “If you pay attention you can follow the path we took. Our scents are all over it.”
She kissed him quickly, giving her hips one last twist. “Show me.”
“I’ll show you everything.” He pulled her back down, wanting one more kiss. His fingers were hard against her neck, making her bend toward him. “Tell me you love me.”
The lines in her face smoothed, her lips curving at the corners. “I love you.”
One more time. “Again.”
“I love you.”
A tug had their mouths touching. He didn’t take it further, letting the seconds pass. Their connection increased, growing ever stronger. Finally he let her go, making sure she was gazing into his eyes when he professed his own feelings.
“I love you too, Just Rachel.”
She scowled, shooting him a glare. “Stop calling me that.”
“Okay.” Although he’d never stop, he’d give her what she asked for tonight. “How’s this? I love you, sweet girl.”
Her eyes flickered, tears filling them. “That’s better.”
“You like that?” He knew she did.
With a small nod, she murmured, “I do.”
“Then come with me, sweet girl.” He rose, easily bearing her weight. Once he was on his feet he let her find her footing. “I’m going to show you everything I know. After I introduce you to the packs, we can go for another run if you like.”
“That sounds nice.” The tips of her nails tickled his skin. “Then what will you do?”