But not quite. This had more adoration involved.
He touched her gently, rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefingers until they peaked, hard and sensitive. His cock rose behind her, the wet slit nudging against her backside. Tad caressed her with his strong hands, brushing in big circles and small circles until she thought she’d go mad.
Tad rolled her off, placed her on her back and dropped his head.
“I need to taste all of you, Missy.” He lowered his mouth to her breast and licked. One hand snuck down to cover her mound, fingers parting her curls to slip into her sheath and circle around her clit. While his fingers continued to dance, his mouth suckled and nipped, lapping at her nipples until they were dark red against her body.
He kissed her. His mouth hot and demanding as his fingers continued to play her like a fine instrument. Every stroke, every touch, brought Missy more and more alive as the cold seeped away like a spring thaw settling over the land. The tension in her core grew higher as Tad added another finger to tease and touch. He curled around her tighter, his rigid cock pressed into her thigh, their bodies aligning and touching skin to skin.
More than the mere touch of his hands and mouth, his heartbeat and his emotions began to join with hers and connect them. Intimately. Completely. A deep connection of passions and needs, fears and hopes. It was the most intoxicating feeling, and Missy opened herself up as much as possible to enjoy the sensation. A flash of desire rolled over her and she climaxed, her sheath pulling at his fingers as he rubbed and stroked.
Tad covered her with his body, the hard head of his cock tunneling into her pussy as it continued to pulse. He watched her face as he angled his hips and pushed, his hardness gliding through her soft receptive passage. Tenderness shone in his eyes as he pressed until he was buried in her warmth, hips tight together, bodies one.
Around them the room faded until all she felt, all she saw was Tad. He was on her and in her, stretching her and filling her. He was inside her heart as he cradled her beneath him.
And then he was inside her head.
“I need you so much, Missy.”
He pulled his hips back with a slow draw over her sensitive tissues. Heightened awareness of her body increased the pleasure as he sank in again. The head of his shaft seemed to swell and press harder on the walls of her core on every stroke, the heat of friction creating an inferno. Missy opened herself more, wrapped her legs around his back, squeezing to add a jolt of pressure at the base of each of his strokes.
The tempo increased and Tad thrust harder, his torso supported over her as they connected only at the hips. It felt so good, so right, but Missy wanted more.
“Touch me with your body. I want to feel every—”
“Did you just talk in my head?” Tad broke stroke and hung suspended halfway into her body. Missy protested, lifting her hips to finish the movement. She grabbed his head and pulled him down, sweeping her tongue into his mouth while she rocked her hips against him.
“Yes. Don’t stop. Oh please, Tad, I need more.”
He was on her like a wild thing, his body hard and touching every inch of her skin. His mouth feasted, hands dragging her closer while he sank in hard and fast. Each stroke drove her into the mattress. Missy scraped her fingernails down his back, tangling her hands in his hair as she tried to help him deeper on every pulse. The air disappeared from the room consumed by the heat of their lust. Missy cried out as her body jolted over the precipice. Tad thrust once more and stilled, joining her in release as his seed shot deep into her core and he groaned with pleasure.
Missy lost control of her emotions and a floodgate opened between them.
Every pain…erased.
Every sadness she’d felt, all her loneliness, all her fears. Washed away as Tad’s strength flowed into her. His love rested on her body like a tangible object.
His frustrations of being denied releasing his wolf for so long crashed into her heart, and she reached into him and soothed the pain away. They shared without words. Their hopes, their dreams, emotions running high as they built an unbreakable connection.
Tad held her close, their bodies still entwined. The sex was fantastic but this… No one had told him his first time with another wolf would be this incredible.
“Missy?” She stroked a hand over his face. The touch was intimate and gentle, and he smiled at her.“Does this mean what I think it means? Or is it a perk of FirstMate I was never told about?”
Soft lips brushed his. “It’s real. I told you we were mates.”
He paused for a moment. He had a mate. He was ready to dance on the rooftops he was so excited. “You did. I should have listened to you.”
Missy giggled. “You okay with this, Tad?”
His heart leapt. She was his and their mating was real, and Missy wanted to know if he was okay with it? Hell, yeah. “So far beyond ‘okay’ my head is spinning. I proposed to you. I meant it and now there’s no way that you’re ever getting away from me.” Missy stroked her fingers through his hair and Tad watched the golden flecks in her eyes sparkle. It had happened. He had a mate.
Holy crap, he was going to be able to turn into a wolf.
“Exciting, isn’t it Tad? You’re going to be a beautiful wolf.”
“How did you know what I was thinking?” While very cool this could become a trifle embarrassing if she read his every thought all the time. “And hang on, guys aren’t beautiful. We’re handsome or—”
“Tad. I have something I need to tell you.”
Tad rolled her on top of him, needing to feel her body weight. “Hmmm. Sounds serious.” He couldn’t stop touching her, connecting them skin to skin.
Something clicked in Missy. It was the weirdest feeling, almost like she’d flicked a switch. He sensed her emotions shift and change from being sated and contented with their lovemaking. Tad let her crawl off him to the foot of the bed where she stared back, her big blue eyes suddenly filled with fear. He reached out, not with his hand but with the strange new awareness he’d just attained. He stroked her skin and he knew.
Everything. Holy crap, Missy was running away from the bad guys.
He shook his head hard to get his thoughts to settle back into his brain. He left the bed and scrambled through Shaun’s dresser to find clothing. “Get dressed, Missy. We’re going to see Keil.”
Missy’s eyes were huge. “I’m sorry. I never realized the danger this would put us in. I thought that if I gave you FirstMate I might register a false connection and it would make me lose my Omega skills. I didn’t know we really were mates until the cabin, and afterward I was too sick to think it through.” Her voice trembled and she seemed uncertain how he would react to the whole mess.
Tad scooped her back into his arms and kissed her thoroughly, squeezing her tight. “I’m not mad at you, love. Not at all, but we could be in big trouble and we need help. Keil’s the strongest Alpha in the area and we’ve got an in, being family and all. Now since you don’t need any undies.” He handed her a warm sweatshirt, kissed her nose and turned away to dress.
“I think you’re an Omega as well,” Missy whispered.
“Wait until we get on the road. We’ll talk about it then,” Tad warned.
All hell was about to break loose and there was no way Tad could deal with it alone. It was time to call in the big guns. Being a werewolf would never be boring.
If he survived until his first shift.
Chapter 9
Tad threw his cell phone into the backseat with the rest of their things. “That’s the last chance for reception around here. We’ll have to wait until we get over the pass to try again to reach Keil.”