“I…I can’t,” he said through gritted teeth.
Not about to let things end there, Michaela grabbed his ass and pulled him forward as she pushed down, taking the head of his shaft inside her. With what sounded like a quiet wolf’s howl, Kye sank his entire length into her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her heels at the small of his back as he plunged in and out of her.
Michaela’s eyes drifted shut, so she could better focus on the pleasure she felt from having him take her with his cock. She hadn’t been wrong—he fit perfectly inside her. She squeezed her inner muscles around his pumping shaft and it grew harder.
She lifted her hips, matching each of Kye’s strokes. It wasn’t going to take much to make her come. Already, her orgasm built deep inside her, working its way to the surface. Michaela clutched his biceps, holding on as he lifted to support himself on his hands and angled his cock just where she needed him.
As she came closer to teetering on the edge of finding her release, Michaela felt something else. Something she’d never experienced before during lovemaking. It was almost as if a part of her reached out for Kye. Not in the physical sense, but more essence-like. She gasped in response when it was enclosed and then joined with the same type of thing that had come from Kye.
Whatever it was, the instant the essences became one, her pussy climaxed around his plunging cock. Michaela let out a whimpered moan, riding the waves of intense pleasure that washed over her. Kye stiffened above her and groaned as he too came.
After it was over, he collapsed on top of her. She didn’t mind his heavy weight pushing her farther into the mattress. She wound her arms around his back and shifted under him, feeling the still hard length of his cock buried deep inside her. Just as he had done the night before, Kye kept his erection after orgasm.
Michaela relaxed and kissed his shoulder. Kye propped himself up on his bent arms and brushed his lips across hers before he deepened the contact. He had her breathing hard again once he pulled away.
“Don’t get too comfortable there,” he said. “I haven’t had all of my dessert yet.”
He pulled out of her and shifted them both until they were on their sides with her back pressed against his chest. His erect shaft came to rest between her legs. Kye rocked forward, rubbing the head of it against her clit. She pushed back on him, becoming more aroused.
“Kye,” she panted, “I want you inside me again.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll get what you need.”
He lifted her leg and put it on top of his. Kye continued to rub himself along her pussy until he was slickly wet with her juices, then he sheathed himself to the hilt. Michaela moaned at the sensation of his thickness filling her, stretching her. What she thought sounded like a low growl rumbled out of him. It turned her on even more.
His pace became faster and harder as he took her from behind. Michaela gripped his plunging cock with her inner walls, loving the feel of him inside her. Kye reached around and found her clit. He plucked at the small bundle of nerves, and it was enough to send her flying again. Once more, he came the same time she did. His erection pulsed, filling her with his cum.
Michaela was surprised to feel Kye remained hard, even though he’d come twice. He pulled out of her and nestled her closer against him, tucking her head under his chin. An arm settled over her waist and held her tight. His cock pressed along her bottom.
Kye kissed the top of her head. “I think a nap is in order, because I intend to put the rest of the night to good use.”
She smiled. “In other words, I’m not going to get much sleep?”
“It’s underrated when we can use those hours in a more enjoyable way.”
“Mmm, I think I have to agree with you on that. It’s a good thing I don’t have to work tomorrow.”
“Perfect. Now nap, because I’ll be waking you very soon.”
Michaela closed her eyes and relaxed against Kye. Surrounded by him, liking exactly where she was, she drifted off into slumber.
Kye felt Michaela’s body relax even more as she slept. He held her close, relishing the feel of her in his arms. It hadn’t been his intention, but he’d claimed her as his mate. One little bite from her where his shoulder and neck met, and all his plans had gone totally out the window. He’d played with fire when he’d urged her to use her teeth on that spot. For a male werewolf, it was the biggest turn-on to have his mate bite him there. If a mark was left behind, all the better, because it was a sign to warn off other females, and to show he was taken.
The sensation of Michaela nipping him had wreaked havoc on his control over the mating urge. It had amped it up to the point where he’d barely hung on by the skin of his teeth. Then having her take the head of his cock inside her pussy, it had been too much. There had been no stopping what had happened next. Not that he regretted it. He’d just hoped to have gotten over the sticky part of explaining about his being a werewolf first.
Be that as it may, Kye couldn’t get around it. Plus, there was the added bonus of the mating urge no longer riding his ass, since he’d made Michaela his. The only drawback was he had to make sure he stayed near her at all times. At this stage, having to go through separation anxiety would not be something he’d want his mate to experience. She wouldn’t have a clue what was happening to her.
But with her not having to go to work in the morning, Kye decided he’d wait to tell her his secret for at least a day. He was going to have the job of convincing Michaela that his feelings for her were true, and that he wanted her to move into the Protectors’ mansion with him. He loved her, and even without the threat of what would happen to them if they were apart, he didn’t want to be away from her. With the mating bond in place, how he felt about her had solidified even more.
Kissing the top of Michaela’s head again, and taking a deep breath of her scent, Kye settled more comfortably behind her. He’d sleep, then make love to her again. Each time he did, it would only make the bond between them stronger. And hopefully, when the time came for him to reveal what he truly was, his mate would be more inclined to accept him.
Chapter Eight
“You’re completely serious, aren’t you?” Michaela asked, unable to keep some of the skepticism she felt out of her voice. “You really want me to move in with you?”
Kye nodded. “Of course I am. I know you might think I’m hurrying our relationship, but I’ve never had such strong feelings for a woman as I do for you. I just know that giving it a few months, a few weeks, hell, even a few days, isn’t going to change how I feel for you.”
They sat at her kitchen table, eating the late breakfast she’d cooked for them when Kye had dropped that bombshell on her about wanting her to live with him. It wasn’t as though she found the proposal unappealing, because it wasn’t, and he had told her before how he felt for her, but she knew this was a big step. One that if it didn’t work out, could have an adverse effect on her. Apartments she could afford, and as nice as the one she now had, were kind of hard to come by.
After their marathon of sex during the night, she felt closer to Kye. More so than she’d ever for any other man. Quite a few times during the long hours he’d made love to her, it had been on the tip of her tongue to tell him she loved him.
Kye reached over and took her hand in his. “You’re awfully quiet, Michaela. I hope I didn’t spook you.”