Page 33 of A Kiss From a Wolfman
Without another word, he pounds me ruthlessly. My ass smacks off the cradle of his hips. The sound of our bodiesslapping together echoes around the room. His finger finds my clit and gently massages it. That’s the last bit of encouragement my body needs as it erupts. The pleasure of my cascading orgasm lessens as his teeth sink into my shoulder.
His sharp fangs pierce my skin just as his hard knot pushes inside me. My scream of pleasure turns into a yelp of pain. Ciaryn’s teeth hold firm, and so does his knot. He rotates his hips, and a fresh wave of pleasure washes over me and eradicates any discomfort. Rocking inside of me, another climax is set off almost immediately.
As if satisfied his mark will hold, he releases my shoulder. Licking at the wound, I watch my blood decorate his tongue. I moan at the sight and open my mouth for his kiss. The metallic taste causes another orgasm to roll through me.
Can a woman die from too much pleasure? If anyone were to know, it would be me.
“Stella, Stella,Stella.” Ciaryn whispers my name like a prayer.
“Ciaryn,” I respond, my muscles loose. I feel like I’m floating on a cloud. “Come inside me, my mate. Seal me to you.”
With a mighty roar, Ciaryn does just that. His warm seed floods me, filling me while his knot holds it deep inside of me. Once he is spent, his head falls to my shoulder. Gently, he kisses his claiming bite before looking at me.
“I am well,” I say before he can ask me.
Ciaryn smiles and holds me tight as he rolls us onto his back. Tucking me under his chin, our rapid breathing is the only sound in the small room. He drags a sheet over our quivering bodies as I rest my head on his chest. I feel our hearts beating in time, solidifying our bond even further.
10
CIARYN
Stella is sleeping soundly when I wake the next morning.
I take in her slumbering form and again marvel at my good fortune. She is lovely. The dark golden strands of her hair are fanned out behind her. The freckles on her cheeks look like stars. Her pale skin is smooth and flushed. Only a hint of her breasts are bared by the silk sheet still wrapped around her.
My savage bite mars her delicate shoulder. The scar will be prominent. Self-satisfaction ripples through me at the physical proof of my claim. With my come still in her pussy and my bite on her shoulder, there is no question she has been thoroughly and completely mated.
Memories of last night come rushing back. She is such a responsive mate. Coaxing her to climax does not take long, and that pleases me greatly. My knot had released a few hours ago and allowed me to slip from her body. She had awoken briefly, but I mollified her with a kiss, and she was sleeping soundly once more.
Despite having spent much of the night inside her, my cock and knot are coming alive to claim her again. Now that she is my mate and has been welcomed into the den, everything isdifferent. To keep Stella safe, I must step up and lead the pack. I have their submission as their alpha, but I long for their respect. Once I secure it, they will be loyal not only to me but to Stella as well.
I will be a worthy alpha to my pack just as I will be a worthy male to my mate. Stella is worth the effort. I will strive to make it so she never regrets choosing me and forsaking her human life. She will want for nothing, and I will see to all her needs.
Possessiveness floods my chest, and I wrap her tightly in my arms. Her backside brushes my hard cock, and she shifts against me with a sleepy moan. Slowly, her blue eyes blink open and find mine. She smiles lazily, turning towards me in the cradle of my arms.
“Morning,” she sighs.
I kiss her softly before pulling back.
“How are you feeling?” I ask, skimming my claws down her spine.
“Sore,” she admits with a wrinkle of her nose. “You are quite the vigorous and demanding lovemaker.”
I chuckle softly, pressing my forehead against hers.
“How can I not be with a mate as perfect as you? I’m only loving you as thoroughly as you deserve.”
Stella inhales softly, her eyes going wide.
“You—you love me?”
My eyes bore into hers, letting her glimpse the depths of my soul.
“From the moment you saved me from those hunters, you have owned my heart. Honestly, maybe even before when I caught your scent on the wind and ventured too close to your village.” I kiss her soft brow. “I love you more than anything in this world.”
Salt perfumes the air, and I glance down to see Stella’s eyes rimmed with red.
“Ciaryn, I?—”
