Kellen's Tempting Mate (12 page)

“I need to touch you.” She tilted her head backward.

Kellen bent and kissed her. “I want you to touch me, too. Fuck! I need you to.” He gripped her right thigh, opening her up further for him. “Hold on tight, baby.”

She thought he murmured don’t ever let me go, but his hips pulled back and powered back in. Laikyn lost all thought except the feel of Kellen. Sweat coated their bodies. She loved the play of Kellen’s muscles as he strained above her. With each forward and backward motion she swore he pushed her closer to the edge of oblivion.

“So close, Kellen.” Her head thrashed on the red sheets.

He snatched her nape in one palm, forcing her gaze to his. “You’re my mate. Say it, Laikyn,” he growled.

A groan was his answer, but she knew he needed the words as much as she did. “Yours. I’m yours.

He withdrew, then slammed home again. Sensation climbed from her toes to the tips of her ears. Too much. Not enough.

As if he knew exactly what she needed, his hand went between them, pressing and pinching her clit. Just as the climax hit, she turned her neck to the side exposing her throat for him.

A bellow from his beast or him, she wasn’t sure, came from Kellen. Then, he yelled, “Mine!” Sinking his canines into her skin, thrusting his cock deeply as come exploded from him.

“Kellen, I’m...Oh, God! I’m coming again!” She wasn’t sure how long she rocked on his length, milking him for all she was worth. Pinpoints of light flashed behind her closed eyes, and she wished that his seed would indeed create a child within her.

His cock pulsed, jet after jet of come filling her.

Still buried within her, Kellen raised his head. “Never has that ever happened.”

Laikyn enjoyed the feel of Kellen licking the wound on her neck, then his words penetrated. “What do you mean?”

The feel of his dick jerking inside her made her body clench down on him. “That. If I was a betting man, I’d say we could’ve just made a baby tonight, love.”

Tears stung her eyes. “Oh. Would you be upset?”

He pulled back and thrust forward. “Baby, I am so far from upset. When you’re ready, I’m ready to make a baby with you. I need you to mark me still.”

Her gums ached to do just that. With him still inside her, he rolled them. “I love your tattoos.” She ran her hand over the intricate details up one arm and down the other.

“You can explore to your heart’s content later.” He gripped her by the hips, moving her up and down. “Ride me, sweetheart.”

Dear heaven, looking at him, and his rock hard abs covered in tattoos, or his biceps so large she was sure he could lift a truck...made her pussy clench around his dick.

Kellen hissed in a breath. “Whatever the hell you are thinking keep it up. Fuck, you’re squeezing my dick like a vice.” His big hands clamped down on her waist, holding her still. “Mark me when you come, baby.”

At the thought, Laikyn shuddered. Cool air brushed her nipples, making her gasp. She was glad he was doing the moving of the lower bodies as she’d lost all sense as she leaned down, and licked the tendon opposite of where he’d bitten her. Both arms were covered in tattoos, but he’d left one spot open, the place she was claiming as hers. Her canines dropped, and she scraped them back and forth.

Kellen pulled her hair, forcing her to his neck. “I can’t wait to feel your teeth in me. Do it, now.”

The imagery, his words, and the movement of their bodies made her wetter, had her clenching on him.

“Yeah, you like that, too. Make me yours.” He gave a sharp tug.

With a cry, Laikyn bit down, piercing the skin and drinking in his essence. Like a blast their link snapped together. She came in a rush, sealing the wound as she cried out his name.

He flipped them again, pistoning his hips in a wild beat. The tightening around his cock became a pinpoint of pleasure until she was sure she’d pass out from it.

Their hearts began to beat in the same rhythm. She stared up at him, wondering if he noticed. He nodded, a smile playing on his lips, then his head descended and he gripped her shoulder where he’d marked her. And then she was soaring into another climax. Hot and sweet, and relentless all balled together. She didn’t realize she’d bitten him at the same time, and released him to scream, “Kellen, love you so much!”

“Fucking love you, too.” Kellen pounded into her unmercifully, racing toward his own orgasm. With a hoarse shout, he held her hips still as he surged into her again and again. His seed shot out, filling her with more of his come.

Laikyn stared up at her mate, happiness filling her at the words he’d muttered. She could only hope he’d repeat them when they weren’t in the throes of passion.

Lying next to Kellen, she waited for him to comment. He stroked her back, the sweat cooling on both their bodies. She’d not had another lover and wasn’t sure what to expect.

“Come on. You should take a bath while I make us a sandwich.”

Those words were not what she’d expected. However he’d come so much cleaning up a bit would make her rest more comfortably. Although she’d gladly sleep with the reminder of him inside her. Her stomach chose that moment to let out an unladylike growl.

“I can cook for us.” She braced her chin on his chest.

“Of course you can,” he agreed.

He pressed a kiss to her nose. “However, I’ll do the fixing, while you take a hot bath. You’re gonna be sore, and I want you rested.” Kellen inhaled.

There was no take backs when two wolves mated. So why was she so nervous he was about to do just that?

“Laikyn, I’m not sorry for mating you. I’m only sorry I waited so long, so whatever has you strung up tighter than a coil needs to stop.”

She didn’t know how to explain what she was feeling. Hell, she wasn’t sure why she was so insecure. Instead she nodded.

Kellen slid out of the bed, pulling her into his arms.

“Go take a bath, and when I’m done with whipping something together, I’ll come get you.” He patted her ass, giving her a slight shove toward the open doorway.

“I’ll hurry,” she assured him.

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K
ellen waited until he heard the water running before heading to the spare room for a quick shower. After he finished he strolled toward the kitchen, the sounds of Laikyn in the master suite almost had him spinning on his feet and joining her. His empty stomach made him continue on. He’d just told a woman...his mate that he loved her. His heart didn’t stop, nor did his brain scream at him to run for the hills. In all actuality, he truly did love Laikyn. Never did he expect to fall for his mate, especially not so soon. Scratch that, he realized he’d been falling for her for years. The fact he’d let her run from him for two fucking years was his fault. His wolf growled in agreement.

Looking through the fridge he found the fixings for BLTs and macaroni and cheese he knew was in the cabinet. Not a gourmet meal by any stretch of the imagination, but something he wouldn’t burn. Once he set the pot on the stove with enough water in it for the noodles, he got to work on frying up the bacon and slicing the tomatoes. He had the bread toasted, lettuce perfectly piled next to the tomatoes, and the macaroni warming when Laikyn came out in a pair of shorts and tank top.

He wondered if she realized she’d been the first woman he’d fucked since the last time he’d been with her. Since finding her all but being fucked in a club she shouldn’t have been in without him, his wolf, along with his junk wouldn’t rise for any other female. Now, she waltzes in wearing a not too sexy outfit, and he was ready to rip the pieces of fabric off. The sound of her rumbling stomach put his needs at bay.

“Have a seat. What would you like to eat?” Damn! Now, he was sounding like Barney Fucking Homemaker.

She blinked. “Alright. What have you done with my alpha?”

Completely unafraid of tugging a wolf’s tail, Laikyn invaded his space. Her clean scent wafting up to him. “I’ve no clue, but you better take advantage of his absence, little girl.”

“Hmm, I think I will. The bacon smells amazing.” She reached around and snagged a piece.

Watching her chew the perfectly fried piece of pork was a sensual experience in itself. A bit of crumb landed on her lower lip. Before she could swipe it up with her tongue, Kellen’s head bent, his mouth taking her lower lip into his, sucking it inside his, loving the hint of Laikyn and the tangy taste of bacon mixed together.

“You taste better. Come on, I better feed you before I devour you,” he teased.

Kellen had to set her away from him or he’d jerk her poor excuse for shorts down and fuck her where they stood. The sweats he’d thrown on did nothing to hide the erection he was sporting, and the little minx knew it.

Her gaze went down to the bulge, then back up to his face. “That looks painful.”

“Your ass is gonna be painful if you don’t go sit down.” He turned her toward the built in seating area off the kitchen. The red leather circular benches were large enough to seat at least eight people.

Kellen placed the platters in the middle of the table, along with a pitcher of sweet tea, knowing that Laikyn loved the stuff. He grabbed a bottle of beer for himself, then sat across from his mate.

“Thank you for this.” She waved at the food.

“My pleasure. Now dig in, so I can take you back to bed for a few hours of sleep. I need to rest a little before heading to the club tonight.”

They ate in companionable silence. Kellen polished off most of the bacon and macaroni and cheese, then Laikyn stood. “You cooked so I clean, and don’t argue.”

He sat back with a satisfied groan. “No arguments from me. Have at it.”

She worked efficiently around his kitchen, while he enjoyed watching her bend over and place the dishes in the dishwasher. He was such an ass man, and not afraid to admit it. And Laikyn had the finest one he’d seen. As she turned to him, uncertainty on her gorgeous face, he stood.

“Come. It’s time to go back to bed. I haven’t held you through the night.”

She looked at the rising sun.

“You know what I mean. Don’t sass me, woman.” Kellen lifted her, tossing a giggling Laikyn over his shoulder. “Now, I’m going to have to punish you.” He gave her a mock slap on her firm behind.

“Oh, whatever shall I do?”

He loved that she felt at ease enough to tease him. Flat out, he loved her. However, they needed to set some ground rules...at some point. Right now, he had to bury himself inside his very own piece of heaven.

Walking into the bedroom, he was surprised to see she’d changed the sheets and remade the bed. “You’ve been busy,” he remarked, pulling the cover back.

Laikyn wiggled around until he let her slide down to the ground. “The sheets needed to be replaced after our...you know?” Scarlet stained her cheeks.

Kellen tipped her chin up to meet his eyes. “After I fucked you senseless and came in you so hard my eyes crossed?”

She licked her lips, making him groan.

“You are such a dirty talker.”

“Baby, you ain’t heard nothing yet. Wanna know what I want to do to you?” He rubbed his thumb across her bottom lip, rubbing the wetness into his skin. He wanted to have her scent all over him.

“I’m pretty sure you’d shock me senseless with your dirty mind.” Arousal spiked the air. His and hers.

“I’m gonna ask you the same question I asked before. Do you like those clothes, cause I’m gonna rip them from your body in two point two seconds if you don’t get them off? Actually, there is a house rule. From this second on, you wear no clothes once you enter this room.” Kellen stared hard at Laikyn, wanting her to know he was serious. He didn’t want any barrier between her body and him. He’d allow her to wear clothing outside of their bedroom, but once inside, she was to be bare. His for the taking.

“You’re serious aren’t you?” Her voice trembled, but she lifted the hem of her top over her head.

He’d known she was braless in the kitchen, but seeing the hardened tips made his mouth water. He stepped back and waited for her to take off the shorts, watching her hook her thumbs in the elastic waistband. Laikyn did a little shimmy, and then the pale yellow briefs fell to the floor. His cock jerked inside the nylon sweats at the image of his own personal goddess standing before him, gloriously naked.

“Now, undress me,” his voice came out a rough growl.

Laikyn blinked, then raised her hands, inching the pants down and over his dick. “My, what is that,” she whispered sweetly.

Kellen stood with his legs locked as she pulled the fabric all the way to his ankles, kneeling as he lifted one foot then the other. His ability to speak had left him it seemed.

“May I?” She asked, palming his dick.

Holy shit. He wanted to shove his length between her parted lips, but decided to see what she would do. Her mouth opened, taking the tip inside and sucked. Hard. Laikyn hummed, the sound had him going up on his toes.

“Fuck me, Lake. Feels so damn good.” He gripped the hair on the back of her head, but didn’t force her to take more.

She teased the sensitive underside with her tongue, cupping his balls with one hand and held him in the other. If he didn’t know better he’d think she’d done this a thousand times. When her tongue began swirling down his length while she took as much of him as she could, the ability to think was lost to him. He felt his come bubbling up.

Breathless. She scraped her nails down his thigh, her lips and tongue stroking down his shaft threatened to make him explode. He could feel his cock flexing inside her tight mouth. The scent of her own arousal spiked the air around them.

“That’s it baby, right there,” he groaned as she squeezed his balls and her mouth tightened on the head of his dick. “Fuck, you are getting wet aren’t you? Damn! I want to taste your pussy while you suck me.”

His words had more of her sweet scent filling the room.

Her hand began stroking him from root to tip, just below her mouth as she sucked the engorged head of his erection.

Another hum had him close to coming, erotic pleasure singed him.

Why had he let her go two years ago? She was his everything.

Her caressing fingers tightened on his balls as she lashed at the underside of his dick with her tongue, humming a tune only she heard.