Jager tapped his nose. “This told me you were the one I’ve been waiting for.”
Daylen gave him a look that said she thought he’d lost it. “Your nose? Your nose told you I was the one?”
“One whiff of your scent and I knew. Plus having my mating urge kick in helped as well.” Jager bent his head closer to Daylen’s while he spoke. He didn’t miss the way her breath caught the closer he came.
With her gaze locked on his mouth, Daylen said, “What…what exactly is your mating urge?”
He dropped one of his hands to her bottom and squeezed while he held her more firmly against him. “Every male werewolf goes through the mating urge when he finally finds his mate. It will ride me hard until I’ve taken you.”
“Taken me?” Daylen’s words came out in a husky whisper.
“Yes, taken you. Make love to you until you know there will be no other man in your life but me. It’s also the reason why I’ve been walking around with an almost constant hard-on since I met you. I ache for you. And I won’t find any relief from the mating urge until I’ve claimed you.”
At his words, a rosy flush filled Daylen’s cheeks and her lips parted slightly. When the tip of her tongue came out and licked her bottom lip, Jager knew he’d reached the end of his control. With a groan of need, he closed the distance between their mouths and took her lips in a gentle, languid kiss.
Daylen moaned, then mumbled against his lips, “More. Kiss me harder.”
She sighed when he increased the pressure of his lips and pushed his tongue inside her mouth. Passion flared between them as he stroked her tongue with his. Dropping his other hand to her bottom, he kneaded both cheeks while he ground his cock against her.
The need to take her, to lower her to the floor and sink his cock deep inside her pussy beat at him, but Jager held it in check. He would take his time with Daylen, make it so she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. Keeping his grip on her ass, Jager picked Daylen off her feet and lifted her onto the bed. He slowly lowered her onto her back on the mattress. He followed her down and moved to lay stretched out on top of her.
Daylen squirmed beneath him and jerked her head to the side. “Take the damn handcuffs off, Jager. I want to touch you.”
“Not yet,” he said as he lifted off her and moved to her side. His hand took hold of the waistband of her yoga pants and started to push them down past her hips. “I have to taste you again. Then I’ll free you.”
Once he had her pants down her legs, he slipped off her running shoes and socks before he pulled her pants the rest of the way off. He moved to kneel at her side and ran a caressing hand down the flat plane of her stomach. Daylen’s hips lifted off the mattress in invitation to touch more of her.
Not sure how much longer he could hold himself back, Jager eased her panties down her legs and off. He quickly went to lie on the bed between her legs, his shoulders spreading them even farther apart. A low growl pushed past his lips as the scent of her arousal filled his lungs with each breath he took. His cock jerked inside his jeans when he bent his head and dragged his tongue along her sex.
Daylen started to pant. “Jager. Please.”
He gently blew against her clit, which caused Daylen to moan. “I know, baby. I know exactly what you want.”
Jager bent his head and licked her pussy, lapping up her juices as her body wept for him. Stiffening his tongue, he pushed it inside her slick opening as Daylen’s hips rose off the bed. The little sounds she made as he pleasured her had Jager about ready to explode in his pants. He circled her clit with his tongue before he sucked on it. Daylen’s cries rose in volume.
Sensing it wouldn’t take much to push Daylen into a climax, Jager moved from between her legs and went to stand at the side of the bed. Daylen whimpered in response.
Looking down at her, knowing his eyes had to be mutedly glowing, Jager held her gaze as he lifted his shirt and yanked it over his head. He then reached inside the front pocket of his jeans and pulled out the key to the handcuffs. Daylen quickly rolled onto her stomach.
With quick motions, Jager undid each cuff and put them and the key on the bedside table. Now free, Daylen knelt on the bed and yanked her top and bra off. Moving closer to him, she reached for his jeans and undid them.
“My turn to taste you,” she said as she pushed his jeans over his hips and down his legs.
Jager kicked off his shoes before he stepped out his jeans and kicked them aside. He growled deep inside his chest as Daylen ran her hands down his sides to his hipbones. His cock bobbed at the intense way she gazed at it. The feel of her fingertips gently caressing his length brought another growl out of him.
Daylen inched closer on the bed and wrapped her hand around his shaft. Panting as if he’d just run a marathon, Jager silently watched her tongue come out and circle the head of his cock. He fisted his hands at his sides to stop himself from pushing her flat on her back on the bed.
His eyes just about rolled back in his head as Daylen opened her mouth and took his cock inside it. The feel of her lips closing around him while she sucked on him had Jager moaning. Lost in a haze of arousal, he watched Daylen pleasure him. His cock hardened even more. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last if he let her continue for much longer, but it felt incredibly good.
Unable to stand any more, Jager pulled free of her grip. He pushed her back on the bed and climbed onto the mattress. He followed Daylen as she shifted to the middle of the bed and then pulled him to her. Jager settled between her spread thighs. Her wetness coated his cock when he slid the tip of it inside Daylen’s pussy.
“Look at me, Daylen,” he said as he held himself above her.
Daylen opened her eyes and lifted her gaze to his. “Your eyes are glowing again,”
she said softly.
“I know. You make them glow.”
Holding her gaze, Jager surged forward and sheathed his cock deep inside her with one thrust. He growled low in his throat as he started to move inside Daylen. With his weight resting on his bent elbows, he surged in and out of her. At first, he kept the pace slow and steady, but when Daylen held onto his biceps, wrapping her legs around his waist to take him deeper, he rode her faster.
As his orgasm inched closer, Jager felt the mating bond start to form between him and Daylen. A part of his soul reached out for hers. He knew the instant Daylen felt it and when her soul reached for his. Her eyes widened. They both moaned as their souls joined and became one. An intense wave of pleasure washed through his body with the knowledge that Daylen was now forever his.
Taking her harder, faster, Jager pumped his hips between her legs. He felt the first flutter of Daylen’s orgasm ripple along the length of his cock. He fought to hold his back, wanting to watch her as she found her pleasure. Daylen’s hands tightened on his biceps, and she arched into him as her pussy rhythmically clutched at his shaft.
Before it ended, he put his hand around the back of her neck and lifted her head so her mouth came to rest low on his neck where it met his shoulder. He felt the point of no return rushing up to meet him. “Bite me, Daylen,” he said through gritted teeth.
She shook her head. “No.”
“Do it,” he panted. “Mark me as yours.” When she nuzzled his neck, Jager groaned.
“Hurry. I want to feel your teeth on me as I come inside you.”
Daylen nipped his skin. Still working his cock in and out, he pushed her mouth closer. Her teeth bit down harder, enough to break the skin. With a loud howl, Jager surged into her one final time. His cock pulsed deep inside her pussy, filling her with his cum.