“Your legs are long and strong, like a runner. These thighs and hips,” he sighed with pleasure. “Don’t ever let me hear you say you’re trying to lose weight. These babies were made to cradle me, providing just the right cushioning. When you’re carrying our child, the wideness of these hips will be a blessing, ensuring a safe pregnancy and delivery for you and our babe.”
“This ass is a work of art. Makes me hard just looking at it.
High and tight with just the right amount of jiggle. Oh, yeah, baby. This thing speaks to me and it says, Do me!” He spent an extra long time working her globes, rubbing them up and down, rotating and separating the cheeks.
“I love this little dip in your back right before the swell of your ass. It’s so sexy. Makes me want to run my tongue down the length of your spine and linger here, savoring your flavor.” Before he was tempted to do just that, he moved on.
“Your back is strong and lean, shoulders broad. Some men don’t think wide shoulders are sexy on a woman. Fools. I appreciate them because I know what they support. Two handfuls of the most luscious breasts it’s ever been my fortune to witness. I could spend hours feasting on them. I can’t wait until they’re flowing with milk.” He paused for a moment to adjust the erection pressing against the zipper in his jeans.
His hands cradled her neck as his thumbs massaged the back of her nape. “This right here is long and slender as a swan.
It’s so graceful and elegant, but has so much attitude. I love how expressive you are. Your anger turns me on like you wouldn’t believe.”
He finished and, unable to resist, ran kisses down the indent of her spinal cord. “Hurry and wake, baby. We got a whole lot of lovin’ to make up for. Once I get in here,” he stroked his finger down her glistening slit, “I’m not coming out for a week, so you better be ready.”
Chad forced himself away from his mate’s prone body and put up the supplies he’d used. That task completed, he covered Tameka with the sheet and went and unlocked the door. Karen, one of the nurse’s aides, came and dropped off breakfast, and he ate while she changed the linens on the bed.
“I’d say another hour or so at the most and she should be out of it,” she told him.
“Good. I can’t wait.” He finished eating and laid down his fork.
“If you’re done, I can take this with me when I go. Save me a trip back to collect it later.”
“Sure, and thanks. Do you know if she’s scheduled for anymore tests or lab work?” he asked while she placed the dirty linens outside the door and then came back for his food tray.
“No. Now we just wait and see.” She gave him a reassuring smile.
“If that’s the case, I’m going to lie down and hold my mate.
It’s been way too long since I’ve been able to.” Karen’s brown eyes gleamed with suppressed amusement.
“I’m sure you’ll both enjoy it. I’ll tell the rest of the staff not to disturb you unless it’s completely necessary.” Chad gave a heartfelt sigh of relief. “Thank you. I appreciate it.”
“No problem.” She waved away his gratitude and left.
He slipped his shirt off his shoulders, laid it to the side and unbuttoned his jeans. He wanted to take them off, but he settled for loosing them instead. When he was as comfortable as he was going to get, he climbed onto the bed and gathered Tameka in his arms with her head lying on his chest. He made sure the cuff and monitor had plenty of leeway, and gave a small moan of pleasure as he relaxed against the pillow.
He pulled the covers over the both of them and lay there stroking her back. Before he knew it, the stress of the last few days caught up with him and he was out like a light.
Chad woke to the sensation that something was off. Warm, moist heat engulfed his naked and throbbing shaft, and his eyes snapped open. For a moment, he was too stunned to move. His need to protect kicked in, jolting him out of his temporary paralysis.
“Tameka, baby, no!” He placed his hands on the sides of her head and tried to pry her off of him.
She growled, low in her throat. Razor sharp teeth pressed against his erection as she raised eyes that glowed pure gold in warning. The message was clear. Back off and let her have her way, or risk losing a much valued part of his anatomy.
Being the smart man that he was, he quickly raised his hands in a sign of surrender.
She played with him, licking, sucking and slurping his cock like it was a big, frozen Popsicle she was trying to consume before it could melt outside in a hundred degree weather. Chad gritted his teeth, leashed his wolf, and held onto his passion with grim determination. He breathed a sigh of relief when she finally rose, licking her lips.
The sigh quickly morphed into a groan of apprehension as she climbed on top and impaled herself on his penis in one smooth motion.
He quickly reached out and clamped hard hands on her hips, ready to lift her off of him, no matter how much his body protested. “Meka, we need to stop. It’s too soon. You just came out of a coma, woman.”
“Mine,” she snarled gutturally. Her eyes flashed and she dug claws into his chest. “Chad, mine. All mine.” She lifted up and dropped back down.
Chad fought and lost a battle with his wolf as it came roaring to the forefront. His body shifted into its half-beast/half-man form as he growled back, “Mate want? Mate take.” She smiled, displaying a dainty row of lethally sharp teeth, and rode him hard enough to make the bed shake. His human part hoped no one stuck their head in the room to see what the commotion was. His wolf didn’t care. This was his mate and she was claiming him in the most primal of ways.
He felt her sheath contract violently right before she lowered her head and sank fangs into his chest, marking him.
Chad growled long and loud, gripped her hips with claws extended to hold her in place as he jack hammered up into her convulsing vagina. He lunged forward and sank his teeth into her right breast, marking her as she’d marked him, as his body expelled streams of cum into her waiting receptacle.
He licked the wounds so they would quickly heal before collapsing back on the bed. Tameka sprawled on top of him in a boneless heap. His wolf, supremely satisfied, slid back into the place in Chad’s soul where he resided. Now that he was himself again, concern for his mate overwhelmed him.
“Meka, baby. How you feeling? Was I too rough?” A soft snore was his response.
He chuckled ruefully. “Bit off a bit more than you could handle, huh? Rest, baby. I’m not going anywhere.” His jeans were toast. Tameka, the little she-wolf, had shredded the front of his jeans to get to her prize. With a goofy grin on his face, he reached down and tugged the covers over their joined hips. He was still hard and had no intention of leaving the haven she offered anytime soon.
A knock sounded at the door moments before Carol stuck her head inside. “Is it safe? We heard growling.” Her face was deadpan, but Chad thought he detected a naughty twinkle in her eyes that said she wasn’t the least bit surprised by what she was seeing. Of course, there was no hiding what they’d been doing with the scent of sex permeating the room.
“Tameka woke, or her wolf. I’m still not sure which one it was,” he confessed.
A soft snore punctuated his statement.
“Chad, you wore the poor girl out and her, barely out of a coma,” she scolded as she came into the room.
He immediately protested. “Uh-huh, not me. I was sleep.
She’s the one who attacked me. I tried to stop her, but she was having none of it. So, I just laid back and let her have her way.” He languidly stroked the path of Tameka’s spine while valiantly trying to suppress the satiated grin that kept rising to the surface.
“Um-hmm. And if I were to look under the covers?” she asked in her sternest voice, the one he only heard used in her role as second-in-command of the Raven pack.