the same aroused state. Sophia took a step toward him, then another. Screw it, she threw herself at him and tilted her face up to seek his lips. His arms came around her tightly and lifted her, which helped her find them. She proceeded to devour him hungrily.
He, however, was stupidly trying to protest. “Your scratches need tending.”
She sucked his lower lip and muttered, “I’m fine.”
“This isn’t the place…”
“Oh, shut up and make love to me already,” she said impatiently.
But the idiot still hesitated and, untangling her arms from around his neck, he set her back. “I might not be able to control myself. I don’t want to do anything you’ll regret. I can wait.”
“Well, I can’t.” She sighed when she saw he wouldn’t budge. Funny thing, now that she’d made up her mind, she wanted him to claim her.
He crossed his arms over his chest, and Sophia almost melted into a puddle. The man owned way too many muscles.
“Fine. I want to be with you. Are you happy? When I thought you might die back there protecting me, it made me realize I’d probably never find another man who makes me feel the way you do. I’m tired of fighting my own body and heart. Screw what the coven says. I want you. So, bite me, love me, do what you have to. But, please, Aidan, make me yours.”
Aidan couldn’t believe his ears. The words he’d thought to never hear had suddenly spilled from her lips. But still he hesitated. “Don’t say it unless you mean it. Once done, we will be bound together forever.”
“Do you intend to lock me up and prevent me from continuing my studies as a witch?”
“What? Of course not,” he replied indignantly.
With a seductive smile, she closed the space between them and peered up with eyes gone smoky with desire. “Then, in that case, claim me.”
A man-and wolf-only had so much willpower. He wouldn’t fight her, especially not since he’d wanted this from the first moment he’d met her. He only wished she’d chosen a more comfortable location, but waiting was no longer an option.
He melded his lips to hers in a searing kiss. She melted in his arms, and he hugged her close to him, her plush frame fitting so perfectly against him. Only one thing marred the occasion-she still wore clothes. Not for long. Impatient and too clumsy to undo the buttons to her blouse and jeans, he simply tore them from her. She gasped, but not in fear. Nay, his naughty witch with heavy lidded eyes cried out in pleasure.
“Take me,” she panted.
Aidan wanted to take things slowly. He wanted to explore every inch of her luscious body. Lick the cream he could smell. Suckle her nipples into hard little berries.
But the moment his fingers touched the slick folds of her sex and flicked across her swollen nubbin, he lost control. And she reveled in it. He turned her around to face a tree and bent her over part-way. Through a growl he said, “Brace yourself.”
Her slender fingers splayed against the bark while her bottom lifted toward him temptingly. His cock jumped and throbbed, eager to plow her channel, but he retained enough control to know his size needed to be coaxed in. By gripping his rigid shaft in one hand, he was able to guide it between her buttocks and rub it against her cleft, which wet his bulbous head with her sweet juices.
She mewled and wiggled her bottom at him. “Please, Aidan.”
He pushed himself between her moist lips, the heat of her core making him throw his head back in pleasure while his canines descended in anticipation. Inch by inch, he eased into her, the tight walls of her sex squeezing him. She keened and trembled at his slow penetration. Finally, he found himself fully seated inside of her, blissfully slow, but he had to pause. The exquisite feel of her all around him, along with her scent and cries, threatened to make him lose control. But he needed her to climax, for only in the moment of her orgasm would he mark her. He pumped her, and the satisfying sound of slapping flesh was punctuated with her moans of pleasure.
He leaned forward along the curve of her back, her buttocks fitting nicely in his groin. He nuzzled her back, careful to not hurt her with his wolf fangs. As he tasted her soft skin, working his way up to her neck, he groped forward with hands and found her breasts hanging heavily. He cupped them, then rolled her nipples between his fingers.
She cried out, and her channel quivered around him. The trembling waves that rippled through her body made him suck in a breath.
“I’m sorry I can’t make this last longer,” he gasped. “I want you too bad.”
She replied by pushing her bottom back into him, sheathing him deep while clamping down on his cock. Aidan gave up the fight. He’d make it up to her later.
Wrapping one arm around her waist, he set the pace, increasing his speed as he pistoned his shaft in and out of her. With his other hand, he pulled her partially up from her bent-over position. His lips touched the vulnerable skin of her nape, as his instinct to bite her,
Sophia, lost in the throes of passion, didn’t feel any pain when he finally marked her. On the contrary, when his teeth penetrated, she rolled right into a second orgasm, even more intense than the first. The pleasure consumed her wholly. So much so, she stopped breathing for a moment and her body shattered blissfully into thousands of pieces. Her orgasm was incredible, and it wouldn’t stop, instead it increased when finally with a cry that closely resembled a howl Aidan spent himself inside her, the hot wetness of his seed filling her over and over as her sex spasmed around his cock, wringing every last drop of pleasure from him.
Even more fascinating, she felt the moment their souls touched and melted partially together. Through this intimate link, she could feel Aidan and how much her cherished her, loved her. The depths of his emotions awed her, and she swore to herself she’d be worthy of him.
She might have blacked out for a second, the intensity of the moment too much for her. The next thing she knew, she found herself cradled in Aidan’s naked lap. He used his lips to brush the top of her head, and his arms hugged her tight.
“Are you okay?” he whispered anxiously against her ear through a curtain of hair.
“Of course not,” she replied mischievously. His body stiffened. “I’m still horny. You didn’t think one time was going to cure it, did you?” Under her cheek his chest rumbled with laughter, and she smiled, too, before kissing the hollow of his throat.
“I do have a question, though. Why is it I can read your thoughts? Or at least I assume I can. That or I’m going crazy.”
“A true mating benefit. We’re joined spiritually as well as physically now.”
“What’s that mean?”
“We can read some of each other’s thoughts and feel strong emotions.”
“Really? Can you read what I’m thinking now?” Sophia imagined him licking his way down her body.
His chest shook with laughter again. “You are one naughty witch. I think that sounds like a plan, but what do you say we adjourn to a more comfortable location first?”
“Mmm, you know what I’d really like is a shower. With you in it.”
The words barely left her mouth when he stood and began jogging through the woods, carrying her like she weighed no more than a feather. The unconscious display of his strength stirred her passion, and she twined her arms around his neck before she kissed her way along his jaw.
“Sophia,” he pled.
“Yes?” she said, not pausing in her light caresses.
