“You don’t go easy on anyone, do you—” Her last word was cut off by a soft mewl as he reached down to cup her sex. And when her legs buckled, he moved his thigh in between her legs to support her, his other hand on her hip, keeping her steady.
“No, I don’t. But especially not my mate when it comes to pleasuring her senseless.” At that, he leaned down to claim her mouth in a rough, possessive kiss, her lips parting immediately. His tongue thrust in to meet Mel’s, twisting and sliding and making her arch against the wall, even as his hand at the apex of her thighs began to stroke upward along her soaked slit.
Her screams of pleasure were muffled by Dallas’s lips while his other hand came up to squeeze her breast.
Everything inside him was focused completely on his mate. On her sounds of relief and excitement. On the way her body twitched with arousal as he touched her. On her scent.
When he broke the kiss, Mel took in a long breath of air, hands grasping the wall behind her desperately.
But Dallas just leaned deeper to suck on her shoulder while his hand moved to her other breast to tease the small peak of her nipple relentlessly.
He had her trapped, nowhere to go except into the pleasure he gave, as the need to see her come grew to a fever pitch in his mind.
The steam in the room became thicker as Dallas’s finger moved faster over Mel’s clit. And in moments, she was coming hard, screaming his name and making it echo off the bathroom walls as she fell forward into his supportive arms.
“Dallas, Dallas,” she exclaimed, body tensing and quivering from head to toe while he just held her, and he marveled at her beauty and strength.
After seeing how she’d handled even trained shifter assassins and gigantic basilisks, he didn’t think he’d find a more badass woman even if he tried.
Mel was all he could ever want.
Once she’d recovered, her gaze was full of even more want as her hands felt along his muscles, going down his abs.
He’d been so uncomfortable with touch, even friendly touch, before Mel.
But there was something different perhaps in how his tiger responded to his mate’s embrace. Something his tiger had recognized before even he had.
“There’s that saying about catching a tiger by the tail. What about catching a tiger by his…?” Her words drifted off as her hands stroked up his hard shaft, making the muscles in his back tense from the sudden contact.
Dallas growled, and he picked Mel up by her ass, palms squeezing into her soft flesh as she squeaked in sudden surprise. Then he pinned her against the wall, their bodies pressed against each other, slick and sheened with moisture.
“I’d say you were looking for trouble, doing something like that.” He grinned against her skin and bit down lightly on her shoulder as he thrust his hips upward to make his cock stroke over Mel’s clit. She moaned loudly, eyes rolling back from the motion, and her hands clutched onto his shoulders immediately while her legs wrapped around his midsection.
“Sounds like the kind of trouble I could go for,” she replied before her words were cut off by another moan.
Dallas just held her tightly, loving the way their bodies meshed together as he stimulated her clit with long motions over and over. And by the way her nails started to dig into his skin and the way her breaths were racing, she was already close to another release in no time at all.
He just increased the speed a little, making sure her clit felt his entire length in one long motion, and she came immediately, screaming into his shoulder with unintelligible words.
So beautiful. So perfect.
His mate.
Dallas gave Mel all the time she needed, supporting her and letting her feel everything until the orgasm had completely abated. Then she looked up at him, then down between them, then toward the bedroom expectantly.
“Let’s get you over to the bed, huh?” Dallas said, kissing her lips once more before turning off the shower and exiting. The second he opened the door, steam poured out of the bathroom, but he didn’t care.
There was only one thing on his mind right now.
Making Mel his.
He grabbed a towel and set Mel down for a moment, drying both of them haphazardly even as the already warm air in the room seemed to heat with pure anticipation and want. And when Mel lay back on the bed, reaching her arms up to him, he nearly broke with happiness as he came down onto the mattress with her, just reveling in how her skin seemed to glow and her eyes lit up whenever he was near.
He wouldn’t let a day go by without telling her just how much she meant to him and how wonderful and beautiful she was.
The air was silent as he leaned down to kiss her bare breasts again, his hands cupping her hips as she arched slightly, giving him even better access. The air seemed to pulse with something mystical, something unfathomable, as he kissed lower down her belly, stroking her belly button with his tongue before coming back up to look into Mel’s eyes.
He cupped her cheek with his hand, and she leaned into it, eyes watching him as he positioned himself at her entrance. The silence in the room and on the ranch around them only intensified the heavy, expectant feeling of what was happening between them.
A week ago, he thought he’d never have a mate.
Now, she was all he could possibly think about.
Mel’s mouth fell open as he thrust inside her, the sensation of nothing between them even more intense than he’d pictured. Just the way their bodies melded like this, connected in some soul-deep way, made Dallas’s whole body tense in arousal.
At first, he went slow, filling his mate over and over with just the right speed to make her gasp and tense beneath him. While
