“I’ve had women, but those were nothing more than a series of sexual encounters.”
Tameka held out a hand and pressed it against his chest, holding him off, then snatched it back. “Slow your roll. We’re talking. Don’t get sidetracked.”
He sank back onto his heels, still watching her intently.
She shook her head. “Why me?”
“You’re my mate.”
She rubbed her hand over her face, then sighed. “This is crazy. We’ve only known each other four days. There’s no way I can make a decision like that.”
“Remember I asked.” That was all the warning he gave.
He lunged up, snagged her by the nape, and dragged her to his mouth. He devoured her, shoving his tongue deep into her mouth, remembering what Alex said about the exchange of body fluids. Like tinder to a lit match, Tameka went up in flames, just like he anticipated. She reached up and grabbed him by the hair, then tackled him to the floor. The scent of animal lust rose sharply into the air.
Chad waited until she was out of control, clawing at his clothes to get to the skin beneath before he made his move. He flipped her onto her back, the soft faux fur rug cushioning her landing. In an economy of motion, he stripped her out of her t-shirt and bra, then did the same with her shoes, leggings and panties. When she was naked, he dove back in for another kiss.
“Chad, take this off.” She tugged at his shirt. “I need to touch you.”
“Not yet,” he muttered against her mouth. If he stripped, he’d lose focus. Had to stick to his plan.
She opened her mouth to protest and he kissed her again. If she could still think, she wasn’t aroused enough. He slid a hand between their bodies and slid his fingers into her sheath and crooked them, looking for her trigger. He knew he’d found it when she jerked like she’d been jolted by a live wire. A few strokes and she came screaming, all over his hand.
While she was deep in the throes of her orgasm, Chad allowed his incisors to elongate and bite her deep on the tendon of her right shoulder, drawing blood. He packed the wound with his saliva, knowing from the previous times he’d bitten her this would heal just as quickly. Keeping her arousal peaked with his stroking fingers, he did the same thing to her left shoulder when she exploded again.
Allowing her a moment to catch her breath, he nibbled and bit a path down to her breasts, breaking the skin but being sure to heal each wound with a moist swipe of the tongue.
“What are you doing to me?” she gasped.
“Loving you.”
“By biting me?” she panted.
He thought fast. “Kama Sutra. Biting increases your arousal and your pleasure.”
“Increases…? Oh God, you’re trying to kill me,” she moaned.
Chad smiled as he licked a path around her left breast, then engulfed the whole thing in his mouth. He alternated between suckling deeply and placing stinging bites around the nipple. To distract Tameka from what he was about to do, he lightly stroked her clit.
She arched wildly beneath him, clutching his head to her breast and pumping her hips. Her breath came in gasps and pants before hitching slightly. “You…I need…” she muttered incoherently.
…to accept me as mate, he finished for her in his mind.
After he finished today, that would no longer be an issue. He switched to her neglected breast, still flicking her clit, keeping her body on the edge of an orgasm. Each small bite of pain only pushed her arousal higher. He could hear her heart pounding in her chest.
When he thought she’d had enough, he pinched her clit, and at the same time bit down hard on her breast, leaving a perfect ring of bloody teeth marks. He packed the wound with his saliva until it began to heal before his eyes. If filling her with his DNA is what it took for her to accept him, he’d make sure she got a mouth full of the stuff.
While she recovered, he rose and ripped off his uniform.
His cock stood out straight and heavy from his body. He massaged his scrotum, ready to empty this load into her waiting channel and prepare her for the next. Dropping to his knees before her, he spread her thighs wide and dragged her up his legs until their pelvises met. With one hand he positioned his pulsing erection at her entrance, then slid home.
He immediately set up a pounding rhythm, racing for the finish line. Today he planned to come as many times in as short a timeframe as his body would allow. His goal was to fill Tameka with his sperm. There would be time for finesse later.
When he’d come hard, he pulled out, ignoring Tameka’s groan of disappointment, and flipped her onto her stomach, ass up in the air. He covered her with his body, fingering her saturated sheath while sinking his teeth all over her back and hips. Realizing he was hard again, he guided himself home. With one hand he turned her head to the side and pinned her to the floor. Then he locked his teeth onto her shoulder and covered her in a dominant position. He didn’t release her or let her up until he’d taken her two more times.
By then, he’d lost the feeling in both legs and knew she had to be just as tired. Too exhausted to move, he simply hooked an arm around his mate’s waist and fell over onto his side, pulling her with him. He’d come four times, and even now his body was connected with hers, keeping in the sperm.
He wasn’t sure how much of his DNA she’d absorb through his semen, if any. So, as an added precaution, there wasn’t a soft spot on her body—with the exception of her feet, hands, and face—that he hadn’t sunk his teeth into and then licked. He’d lost track of the number of times she’d orgasmed.
Breathing heavy, he held her to him. They’d nap, then talk, and everything would be fine. She’d understand how much he needed her, and she’d accept him for the wolf he was.
Her quiet voice came out of the semi-darkness. “Take me home.”
Chapter Five
At her words, Tameka felt him tense against her back. The fingers toying with her nipple stilled.
“In a bit,” he finally replied, and went back to playing with her breast.
She raised her hand and covered his, holding it still. “No, now,” she quietly commanded, a hint of steel in her tone.
His chest vibrated and she could have sworn he growled.
She didn’t care if he was angry. It was imperative that she be alone at home where she could think. “You promised,” she reminded him in that same soft voice.
He hesitated, then sighed as he disentangled their bodies and rose from the floor. Tameka moaned as another after-shock rocked her body, then grimaced at the gush of fluid that coated her inner thighs as a result of his withdrawal. She needed to clean up before dressing.
She tried to rise and quickly muffled a whimper as her body refused to cooperate. Chad watched her struggle, probably waiting for her to give up and lay back down. Fat chance! She was getting out of here if she had to crawl.
“Stubborn woman,” he muttered under his breath as he reached down and lifted her to her feet. When she swayed, he held her steady until she was sure her legs would hold her.
“Would you hand me my clothes?” She didn’t trust herself to bend over. She avoided looking directly into his face as he reached down, collected her clothing and shoes, and dropped them into her outstretched hands. “Thank you.” She clutched them to her chest and went into the bathroom.
After washing their combined cum from between her legs, she dressed and braced herself to face Chad again. She knew he wasn’t happy about being forced to take her home. Well, tough.
She wasn’t exactly thrilled with him herself for using sex to try and manipulate her.