Galen (12 page)

Galen cupped the back of her head, his fingers tangling in the long length of her hair. Fisting her hair, he tilted her head back, his lips trailing from her lips to the shell of her ear.

Liquid heat pooled in her middle. Shivers of delight ran up and down her spine as he sucked her earlobe into his mouth while his thumbs thrummed the hardened tips of her breasts.

Kendra’s stomach clenched hotly. Her stomach and inner muscles clenched and released in the same rhythm as his hand skimmed down the curve of her rear, cupping her and drawing her close. She whimpered at the feel of the length of his cock pressing against her.

Galen was moving slowly, savoring every kiss, every caress when she wanted him to lose control and take her. If he did, there could be no regrets in the morning. She could blame on the heat of the moment.

“Tell me you want me,” he said against the curve of her throat and Kendra groaned. He trailed kisses from the corner of her mouth, down her jaw to her throat. He gently nipped her with his teeth. “Tell me.” He arched into her, his heavy erection pressing sensuously against her mons.

“I want you, Galen. God, I want you. Don’t just kiss me, make love to me.”

“I won’t be able to stop myself from claiming you. My wolf demands it. If we do this, there is no going back.” He raised his head, the heat of his gaze moving over her breasts, his breath coming in labored gusts. “Tell me you want this.” It was a demand, a plea.

Kendra fought the urge to cross her arms over her breasts as she stood before him half-exposed while he was still dressed. It made her feel decadent, wanton. Mostly, it made her feel sexy.

He stood before her, his hands cupping her breasts as he stared down at the hardened buds of her nipples as his thumbs brushed the diamond hard peaks. With a groan, he lowered his head, taking first one, then the other into the heat of his mouth, suckling, and nipping until her legs almost gave out.

Bending, he picked her up and carried her to the bed setting her gently on the bedspread. Galen’s hands skimmed down over her waist, resting at the waistband of her jeans.

Looking up, he met her gaze for a moment before lowering his head to her stomach, his tongue laving her navel. “Tell me you want this.”

He wasn’t giving her an out. She had to answer his question or he wouldn’t finish this and more than anything, Kendra wanted Galen to finish this. She
needed
him to finish it.

She held his smoldering gaze as his chin rested on her hip. His fingers played with the button on her jeans, but didn’t release it. He grasped it just as surely as she held her breath as he kept her gaze ensnared. Her body heated, melting for him.

“I want you, Galen. I want this.” She shook her head. “I’m not sure I can take forever.” She swallowed thickly. “I don’t know if I can commit to something more right now. What if you decide you don’t want me later?” Her vision blurred and she blinked the tears of frustration from her eyes. “I can’t give you my heart yet. I barely know you.”

“You’re right,” Galen said, his tongue swirling in her bellybutton. “We don’t know each other. Not really. But my wolf knows you. It knows that you’re my mate—our mate. But there’s one thing you’re forgetting. I know you’re the one for me. I know you have doubts, but I do not. I’ve already told you wolves mate for life. Once we do this, I will never leave you. I can promise you that.”

Was that what she wanted? Sure she’d felt alone the past few years, but was she really ready to give up her freedom and spend her future with just one man? She looked down at Galen. His eyes, like molten silver, stared up at her. His chin rested on her hip. His breath fanning over her stomach.

“I know we were meant to be together, but this is not my decision to make.” He kissed her belly and started to pull away.

“I—I want this. I want you,” Kendra blurted the words out before she could over analyze it and change her mind. “The other part of me—” She paused to lick her lips. “My wolf wants you. It needs you more than I can comprehend.” She smiled a bit nervously. “Maybe the rest of me will follow suit in time.”

She hoped so. The last thing she wanted was to tie herself to a man she couldn’t love, but she couldn’t resist Galen. Something about him drew her to him and she needed him on a visceral level.

Galen flicked the button on her jeans free and pulled them down, taking her panties with them. “As long as you’re sure.” He stood, pulled off his clothing in what seemed like one smooth motion and climbed back onto the bed, pushing her legs apart.

Kendra stared up at him as he moved over her. Her body grew moist, heavy with need. He didn’t touch her, but held her in place with nothing more than his heated gaze.

She stared up at him, her gaze moving from his perfect face, to his broad shoulders, thick arms, down to his ridged stomach. Her eyes widened as he lowered himself to kiss each knee, and lick his way up her legs to the apex of her thighs. She gasped when he lowered his head, his hot breath caressing her thighs, gently wafting over her mons.

“You’re so beautiful, my mate,” he said against her moist heat before giving her a long, slow lick. His tongue pushed between her labia, circling her clit. Her body stiffened and she arched up off the bed with a cry as she went up in flames.

Galen lifted his head and gave Kendra a slow smile. The center of her chest ached and her heart pounded in her ears as he crawled over her, kissing his way up her spent body. Her breath caught in her throat as he sucked first one, then the other nipple into the warmth of his mouth, biting gently, before laving away the sting with his velvet tongue.

Reaching down, he pulled her leg up over his hip, the palm of his hand sliding over her thigh to palm the cheek of her ass. The length of his erection slid over her leg, resting against her damp opening.

“Tell me again,” he demanded before his mouth took hers in another passionate kiss.

“I want you.” Kendra, thrust her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer, deepening their kiss. “I need this. I need you.”

For the first time, she realized that she really did need Galen. Something inside her burned for him. A few weeks ago, she’d been content to live out her life alone. Yes she loved children, but she had assumed she would never have one and that was fine with her. It was one of the reasons she’d become a teacher.

Yet now, Kendra couldn’t imagine a life without this man in it and, suddenly, it seemed possible that she would spend her life with him as her husband, mate or whatever. Surely that would include children, wouldn’t it?

Was it just her biological clock ticking that made her look at this gorgeous man as the future father of her children or was it something else, something primal, like instinct? Animal instinct. Whatever it was, she ached for Galen to finish this.

“Fuck me, Galen. Do it now.” She tossed her head on the bed as he continued to feast at her breasts. She arched her body up off the bed, thrusting her hips up into him. She wanted that long, hard cock deep inside her more than she ever thought possible.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he said, his words half-plea, half-demand as he helped her turn over onto her stomach.

Kendra rose up on her knees, her hips in the air. She pressed her forehead into the mattress, as he probed her entrance with his thick fingers. “Please,” she begged as she bucked back against him. “Do it. Do it now.”

She almost sobbed with relief when she felt him press the large head of his cock against her opening. It burned a little, because it had been a long time for her and he was larger than any man she had ever seen, but that didn’t stop her from pushing back against him, in her hurry to have him seated inside her.

“Not so fast, baby,” Galen said, his breath coming in short bursts. He held her hips in a tight grip, refusing to let her impale herself on his massive erection. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I don’t give a damn,” Kendra said with a growl. She actually growled! “Just take me now!”

Chapter Twenty-two

Galen stared down at the woman he loved more than life and closed his eyes. For years he assumed he would be a lone wolf. One who never found his mate, no matter how long he searched for her.

In a matter of a few days, this woman had become his life. He stared down at her flushed face as she tried to look back at him. He loved the way she felt in his arms, the way her cunt gripped his cock as he slowly mounted her.

He could do this. Moving slow was a priority now. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her. She was the one woman in the world that he would ever give his heart to. He would manage to hold onto his control long enough to do this right. He had to. Galen knew he must deny her demands just long enough to stretch her fully before he gave in to their wolves’ need to mate hard and fast.

Though, at the moment, he felt more animal than man, Galen knew he must hold onto that thin thread of control because he knew he would never forgive himself if he harmed her in any way.

Bastien and the counsel had sent him to protect this woman from someone doing to her, exactly what she wanted from him. He would be damned if
he
would be the one to take her so roughly, her first time.

He was aware that this might not be the first time she had had sex, and frankly, he didn’t give a damn one way or the other. He wasn’t a virgin. It would only be arrogant and sexist to expect his mate to be one. However, this
was
her first time as a shifter and he refused to make this anything but spectacular this time.

“Give me a minute, baby. I need to gather my control.” He also needed to gather his wits. It seemed as though most of them went packing as soon as she begged him to fuck her. Instinct was what kept him going, at the moment—well, that and his hard-earned control.

“I don’t want your restraint, damn it! I want you inside me. Now! I
need
you now. Give it to me!”

Her words inflamed his wolf, daring him to give her just what she asked for, but his human side knew better. She needed preparation whether she realized it, or not and he was determined that she would get it, regardless of what she thought she wanted. She might not thank him for it, but he had heard too many stories of mates who couldn’t control the mating heat coming together too quickly. It never ended well. It usually resulted in at least one of the pair needing medical care.

“I want this just as much as you do, Kendra, but I won’t last if we rush it.” That was an understatement. This waiting was almost as much for him as it was for her. He needed respite from every inch of her tight channel. Just the act of first penetration was almost enough to drive him over the edge. “I have to go slow. You’re so tight.” She
was
tight. In fact, she was so tight it felt as though her cunt was strangling the first two or three inches of his cock. He pressed in, another inch gone and she was shrieking beneath him. He would have stopped, certain that he was ripping her inside, had she not put words to her screams.

“Hurry up. Please! I can’t stand this anymore. I need to feel you inside me.”

Galen took a deep breath, relieved that he wasn’t harming her and then grinned down at her back. He caressed her ass cheeks with the palms of his hands. He was glad the bears had put them on the top floor. There was no doubt in his mind that had they been on a lower floor, everyone would have heard her screams.

Pulling out a bit, he pushed back in, working himself slowly deeper and deeper amidst her screams of protest. She truly wanted it rough.

Closing his eyes, Galen said a little prayer of thanks that he’d held onto his control at least long enough to seat his length inside her.

“Okay, baby. I’m in.” He breathed a relieved sigh as he held her in place. Her muscles clenched around him, milking him as he held himself still. His lower stomach rested against the creamy globes of her perfect ass and he could only stare down at the perfect creature that he would call mate from this day forward and thank the gods for giving him this precious gift.

I don’t know what I have ever done to deserve her, but I will spend the rest of my days being worthy of her and making her happy.

Taking a deep breath, Galen gathered up what was left of his control with the hope that holding it tight would make this last beyond the next minute or two.

“Are you ready, baby?” he asked as he stared down at the miracle that was his mate.

“I’ve been ready,” she screamed, and wriggled in an attempt to get him to move. “Fuck me, already, damn it!”

“You’re
so
demanding, love.” He leaned down and kissed her between the shoulder blades. “Hold on to something, baby,” he said as he began to slowly withdraw from her clasping cunt. “Things are about to get rough.”

Chapter Twenty-three

“It’s about fucking time,” Kendra said with another wolf-like growl. It still surprised her that she could make that kind of noise. It probably would always startle her. People weren’t supposed to be able to growl like a real animal. “Stop talking and show me what you can do with that club you call a cock.”

She didn’t want to admit it aloud, but he had been right. Now that he had his beautiful erection seated inside her, she realized that he would have damaged her insides had he done what she asked and just rammed that massive cock inside her the way she’d demanded.

What had come over her? When had she become so wanton? Never before had she ever begged or demanded anything from her lovers. Her encounters had been nice, normal…human.

Her face burned with mortification as she recalled her senseless demands that he fuck her hard and fast. What had come over her to make her act so out of character? Was it her wolf? Had becoming a werewolf female made her some sort of crazed nymphomaniac?

Every question, every thought she had disappeared, as though they were dandelion fluff in a windstorm when Galen slowly rocked backward. His cock drew across every sensitive nerve ending inside her. Kendra could feel every ridge, every little bulge and dip of his hard cock rubbing against muscles and nerves she never knew she possessed as he withdrew.