Page 26 of A Kiss From a Wolfman
“Stella, are you alright?”
Even with my blurry vision, I see the concern in his golden eyes.
“That was—I don’t have the words for it.”
Ciaryn trails kisses down my cheek and jaw.
“We’ll be sealed like this for some time. Let me make you more comfortable.”
My stomach growls, reminding me how little I’ve had to eat today. I’m hungrier now than I can ever remember being. Ciaryn locks his arms around me and drags me closer to the fire without separating us.
“I need to take better care of you. Let me feed you, mate. Then I’ll give you another bath in the river.”
“That sounds lovely.”
Ciaryn removes the rabbits from the open flames. They’re a little burnt, but I can hardly blame him. I was a bit of a distraction. I take the cooked meat and eagerly devour it despite my usual aversion.
My wolfman watches me closely. With him still buried inside of me as I eat the food he’s prepared, he doesn’t have to tell me what he’s thinking. I already know—I feel it, too. I’ll tell him soon enough. For now, I tuck into Ciaryn’s side and let him hold me, feeling happier than ever.
8
CIARYN
Is there anything more perfect than the feeling of Stella wrapped in my arms?
My cock is still buried deep inside of her. It will be a while before the knot releases. Claiming my mate for the first time had been beyond words. The feeling of her tight cunt urging me to spill inside of her caused my fangs to ache. Soon enough, I’ll ask to mark her as mine—to leave a scar on her delicate shoulder to proclaim proudly that she belongs to me.
For now, I am content holding her supple body against my chest as she relaxes atop me. The glowing fire casts her in soft shadows while highlighting the golden strands of her hair.
Having ensured she was full from the rabbits I caught, we both enjoyed the comfortable silence, basking in our new bond. How is it that we have only known each other briefly, yet I feel her imprinted on my heart? She is embedded in the very fabric of my soul.
Stella is my mate.
I can hardly believe my good fortune that a male like me could be given such a precious gift. There is no denying our bond. My knot would not have formed for her, nor would herscent have drawn me close to her village those nights ago. I had been looking for her even if I hadn’t known it then. Now that I have her, I’m eager to learn as much about my new mate as possible.
My claws skim down her smooth back as she snuggles in closer.
“Tell me more about you,” I whisper.
Stella’s blue eyes meet mine, a wicked gleam dancing in them.
“That sounds like something you should’ve said before coming inside me. We wasted no time, did we?”
I bark a laugh before kissing her pink cheek.
“I can think of no better time to learn more about my mate than when my cock is still deep within her perfect pussy.”
Stella flushes bright red and buries her face in my neck.
“Don’t get shy on me now,” I murmur.
“What do you wish to know?” Her words are muffled against my fur.
“Anything,” I say. “Everything.”
Stella remains quiet for a moment. My hands drift down her back. Smoothing over her backside and traveling back up her spine. After a few more seconds trickle by, she raises her head from my shoulder. Unease dances in her eyes as she takes a deep breath.
“Would you believe me if I told you I was a princess?”
