Rane's Mate (7 page)

The lead singer smiled as he said, “Faith would like her
three best friends to come up.”

Rane and Tray let go and rushed to their mates, but they
weren’t quick enough. They were already on the stage. Faith kissed Jeremy’s cheek,
and Kane howled. Rane and about ten werewolves jumped on Kane. The bloody idiot
still didn’t fall to the floor.

Fifteen songs later, Rane was on the same page as Kane, and so
was Tray. Having already figured out where to hide the body, Kane and Rane knew
they could pull some strings so they wouldn’t serve any time or be punished in
any way. They were all in agreement to kill him, especially by the end of the
last song when Kirby, Remy, and Sara went up on stage and kissed Jeremy on the
cheek. The biggest problem was when Faith had to top her friends, so instead of
the cheek, Faith took it too far and kissed Jeremy on the lips.

Jeremy ran for his life as Kane went after him, Faith
trailing after them. The sound of a field of laughing wolves followed them.

Rane helped Kirby and Remy down from the stage. “I hope you
don’t plan to go back to that house, Remy, because I assure you when they catch
each other, it will not be pretty, and the noises they are going to make will
be heard for miles.”

Remy and Bengie cringed.

“Argh! I’m so hoping I can block that image from my mind,”
Remy said. “Bengie, how about we go bowling, skating, to the movies, someplace
where I can poke my eyes out?”

Bengie chuckled as Rane smiled at Remy. “I’ll have three
enforcers join you.”

His sisters came up behind him. “We’ll go too. Let’s go have
some fun.”

Remy, Bengie, Ava, and Eve walked away.

* * * *

Kirby had never had so much fun in her life. Finally, she
felt like she fit in. She turned to Rane as they walked along the beach. “I
absolutely love your family. Your sisters are great, and Jamie and Devlin are
so much fun. Tonight was the best night of my life.”

He chuckled and paused and turned her to him. “It’s not over
yet.”

Kirby flushed, and she reached up to cover her cheeks. She
knew she must look as red as a tomato.

Rane grabbed her hands. “I like it.”

Kirby mumbled, “I definitely made the right choice moving
here.”

They walked up the beach path and into the forest. “I’m
going to show you my house, but it’s not finished yet. I’ve been content to
live in it as is, or at Arden’s or Jamie’s. You can change anything you want in
it. The house, if you like it, will be yours, ours.”

She stopped walking and stared at him. “What! Why would it
be our house?”

He ran his fingers through his short hair and stared
straight into her eyes. “You’re my mate. Ever since I saw you I’ve been
fighting my werewolf to keep from throwing you over my shoulder and taking you
back to the house to mark you and claim you. It’s been killing me not to touch you
and hold you. The only reason I haven’t let my wolf take over is because Faith
said she would castrate me if I claimed you as my mate the same way Tray did
with Sara.”

Stunned, Kirby stared at him, delicious heat crawling up her
body as the image of him throwing her over his shoulder and taking her to his
house to claim her flashed in her mind. “Um, okay,” she said before she realized
what was coming out of her mouth.

Rane’s eyes widened. “Um, okay to what?”

She really must have drunk too much or was deprived of
something as a child, because she couldn’t believe herself when she said, “Okay,
you can mate me like that if you want.”

Kirby didn’t even seeing Rane move, but quick as lightning, he
picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder, and ran through the last of the
trees. The trees swam past her in a blur, and she got a quick glimpse at a one-story
house with the second story half built. There was no pause as the door was
opened and she glanced at a living room, then was rushed to a room with a
massive bed and placed gently on it.

Rane took his shirt off and chucked it on the floor. Kirby
gulped. He was frigen huge, all muscular and toned. Backing up, she hit the
headboard of the bed as Rane prowled toward her. His eyes were glowing an eerie
blue, and his mouth was in a feral kind of smile. Shit! Maybe this was a bad
idea. Maybe she was insane.

He growled. “These aren’t your favorite clothes, are they?” She’d
barely shaken her head when he continued, “I’ll buy you new ones, of whatever
you want.”

His mouth captured hers, and with his tongue stuck in her
mouth, she couldn’t say anything, so she just nodded. He growled again, ripping
the clothes from her body. Once she was naked, he seemed to take a breather and
stare at her. Feeling hot all over due to embarrassment, she moved her hands to
cover her body.

Through clenched teeth he ordered her, “Never cover yourself
from me. You’re perfect.”

Kirby was terrified and thrilled at the same time. She
slowly moved her hands away. Crawling on the bed, over her body, he kissed her
mouth in the hottest searing kiss she had ever had. His hands moved leisurely
down her body, exploring. She moaned into his mouth as his hand reached the
special place between her legs. Slowly, gently, he probed and discovered places
she never knew, giving her unimaginable pleasure. His mouth moved away from
hers and down her body, kissing, sucking, and licking.

Never having experienced so much pleasure before, especially
as his mouth joined his fingers, she cried out into a shattering orgasm. Rane
licked and sucked the whole way through it and finally put one finger in her
pussy, then he added a second. She could feel him gently stretching her as he
sucked on her clit.

“Rane, Rraaannneee, I… I can’t take any more. Please,
please, please.”

She didn’t know exactly what she was begging for, but she knew
there was more. Growling against her clit, he sent delicious tingles coursing through
her body. “You taste even better than you smell. Come for me, my little red.”

Adding a third finger in her pussy, he nipped her clit, and she
came for the second time, moaning out his name. “
Rane!
”

Rane growled and leisurely moved back up her body, sucking,
kissing, licking, and nipping here and there. She yanked his pants off and started
to freak, because he was huge. Panicking a little and coming out of her sexual
haze, she pointed at his penis.

“There’s no way that will fit. You are way too big. I have
never had one before this.” That statement just seemed to make him hornier.

Smiling, he caught her mouth, murmuring against it. “Good,
my little red. Good, good, only mine. We were made for each other. Don’t worry,
it will fit.” He looked into her eyes. “I’ll be as gentle as I can, but little
red, I’m sorry, this is going to hurt.”

She smiled at him, loving his gruff voice and his
endearment, and nodded. Finally feeling a little confidence, she reached her
hands up his body as she said, “I know. It can’t be helped.”

Kissing his lips, she moved her hands up his finely chiseled
chest. Rane position his cock against her pussy opening and slowly pushed it
in. It felt so good she moaned into his mouth. As he got further in Kirby
started to feel a burning, stretching sensation. She squished her eyes shut and
scratched him down his back. Rane’s breathing slowed, and his eyes sparkled as
he looked at her. She could tell he was grinding his teeth, and his muscles
were all bunched.

“Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

She stared into his gorgeous face. “No, please.”

Nodding, he said, “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I think this will
be easier.”

As he said that, he eased almost all the way out, leaned
down to kiss her, then in one powerful thrust broke through her virginity. She
screamed into his mouth, and he stilled.

“I’m so sorry, my little red.” Rane moved down her neck,
sucking and kissing.

His hands shifted to her breasts, massaging and caressing.
Every now and then, he would lightly pull on her nipples. The fire started to
ignite in her body again, and she experimented by moving her hips. Rane looked
up and gave a strained smile. She smiled back, and he slid up her body, kissing
her mouth again, and started to slowly move with her. Kirby glided her legs up
his and wrapped them just below his tight buttocks. He growled into her mouth. Feeling
more daring, she trailed her hands down to his toned arse, holding on as it
tightened with every movement.

* * * *

Rane looked at the sexist woman he had ever seen in his
life. Kirby’s fire engine red hair was everywhere on the pillow, he brushed away
a couple of pieces that were covering her passion filled brown eyes. Her lips
were big and puffy, and her cheeks matched her hair. Moving down her neck, to
her full, plump breasts, he couldn’t resist sucking one in and giving a small
bite. He smiled against her skin as she yelped his name. God, that was the best
sound he had ever heard. She groaned and started to pick up the pace. He chuckled
because he had been going crazy trying to go slow so she could get used to him.
Kirby was so tight, and he was afraid he couldn’t last much longer; nothing had
ever felt so good. She was his little piece of heaven. Deciding she was ready
for him to take over, he pulled her body up so they were chest to chest. His
hands held her to his body as he picked up their pace.

Kirby panted his name out as she tried to keep up the pace.
He sucked on her neck where he knew she was most sensitive, and she screamed
out his name as she came around his cock. Finally letting go, pulsating into
her, he bit her shoulder, and she screamed his name again so loud that he was
sure she shook the house.

“Shit!” Swearing because he forgot to tell her about the
lock, Rane felt his dick lock at the base of her pussy.

She moaned and bit his shoulder back. He cried out her name
as he continued coming, feeling pleasure like he had never experienced before.
Rane knew he could never feel this with anyone else.

As her mouth let go of his shoulder, she groaned and her
head fell to the pillow. She was so sexy. Rane moved them to the side to spoon
and leveled himself up to watch her eyes close. She smiled a secret smile,
snuggling her body into him, and fell straight to sleep. Kissing her forehead,
he laid on his back. Moving her onto his body, he wrapped his arms around her
and fell into the most peaceful sleep he’d had since being a child.

Kirby winced as she stretched to the morning sun peeking
through the curtains. Moaning, she snuggled into Rane’s muscular chest. She
kissed his chest and got up.

He groaned, grabbed her waist, and pulled her back down for
a morning kiss. “Morning, little red.”

She smiled up at him. “Hi.”

Not believing what had happened last night, even as memories
flashed before her eyes, she ducked her head from his stare, mortified.

He chuckled. “Don’t do that. There’s nothing wrong with
anything that we did last night. To my people, we are now mated, married as you
would call it. Once we mate, we mate for life and there is no such thing as
divorce.”

Kirby’s mouth gaped open. “What! How?”

Rane kissed her. “Tell me you are okay with this? I know I
should have wooed you, and I promise I will explain, or try to explain,
anything I can, but sometimes it’s hard to and I forget that you’re human.”

Kirby stared at Rane. “Is there any way that I can become a
werewolf? You bit me.”

Rane grinned. “No, little red, you can only be born a
werewolf.”

Releasing a breath she didn’t realize she had been holding,
she noticed Rane’s face drawn in a frown.

“Not that I would mind, but I already feel weird. I don’t
know how I’d feel with that added on.” She frowned as she remembered something
that she had heard. “I was told that werewolves were ‘long lived’, and if I’m
your mate and that means we’re married, what does it mean by long lived? I
don’t want to be old and you still look like you do now.”

He took her hand and kissed it. “No, you won’t grow old
while I stay looking young. It’s kind of complicated. We live about one hundred
and fifty to two hundred years—”

She gasped. “How old are you?”

He chuckled. “Only thirty-two. I’m very young for a
werewolf.”

“Wow! How old is Kane then?”

“We’re all pretty young. He’s only thirty-five, but he’s the
oldest child in the family. The whole pack is young. Tray is forty, and his
family moved to Australia when he was two years old. Blake, who you seem to
like,” he growled out, “is forty-five. There are others who are older and came
here with their parents, like Blake and Tray did. One of the reasons we think
we live so long is because with our true mate, we produce the highest quality
offspring. Although it’s very rare, if we mate with someone our wolf knows is
not our true mate, it never works out, as we are one with our wolf.”

Kirby frowned, trying to take everything in. “How did you
know that I was your mate? I remember you saying something about smell, but
what else?”

He smiled and sniffed her, breathing her in. “Yes, you smell
like my favorite things, apple and cinnamon. My wolf recognized you straight
away, some say they recognize their mate from a past life, others say they look
at their mate and know all, I think it’s a bit of both. From what Faith has
told me, and from what I’ve seen for myself this weekend and throughout my
life, I know the true mate bond got it right. Don’t get me wrong, I know we
won’t be perfect, but nothing ever is.”

Kirby smiled. “Thanks, I think. I’m looking forward to
getting to know you more too.”

Kissing her forehead, he continued. “Answering your question…no,
you will not grow old while I stay young. My biting you transferred something into
you. I don’t know what to call it. Faith says it’s magic, and for the sake of
this discussion, let’s just say it is. So because of my bite and my penis
locking inside you, and so forth, you will age at the same rate as me, heal
quicker, gain extra strength, and have all around a lot more energy.”