Page 84 of Wolf Bound

Kira said, “How are you doing?”

“I’m doing great. I was fine when I shifted,” Fisher said.

“Okay, so I was thinking you could schedule your training in Houston after Thanksgiving and before Christmas, if you think you can manage it.”

“You’ll go with me, right?”

“You bet. I’ll be on the opposite team, I’m sure.”

He laughed. “I would rather love on you instead.” He couldn’t wait to make love to her.

“When we reach your home, that’s exactly what we’re going to do.” She sounded just as eager, smiling, kissing his cheek.

When they finally arrived home, Fisher grabbed both their bags and they headed into the house.

“Home, sweet home,” he said.

“It sure is.” She raced for the bedroom, and he dumped their bags and chased after her, loving her spontaneity and fun-loving spirit. He grabbed her up in the hallway before she reached the bedroom and carried her into it.

He set her on the carpeted floor and began pulling off her shirt, kissing her shoulders, her neck, her jaw, and sweeping his mouth across her lips in a lingering kiss. He was so glad they were safe, that neither of them had been hurt and the boy was going home to his family. That the kidnappers would be incarcerated. And that he and Kira could make love and become mated wolves.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him fully on the mouth, their bodies pressed snuggly against each other. “I’ve never known a wolf quite like you who would choose a whole new lifestyle to be with a she-wolf he’s intrigued with.”

“Whom he loves,” Fisher said, kissing her nose. “I’ve never met a she-wolf who would make me want to give up my job to go on risky, but totally worthwhile adventures to take down shifters who could hurt all of us. When I’m with you, I’m on top of the world, seeing a new world view, finding completion in a way I’ve never done before.”

“I love my job, but when I’m with you, I just feel so much more positively about accomplishing the mission. Your brain and mine work together to reach a successful conclusion in the best way possible. Your strength and mine complement each other’s in every way possible. And when we’re together, I love how we can be more than just USF agents teaming up on an assignment, but lovers who feel the connection that says we’re unified as a mated couple.”

“I couldn’t have said it better,” Fisher said. “I felt my whole world change once I met you and I wanted to get to know you even more.” Then he cupped her face and began kissing her again and she gave into his kiss and poked her tongue into his mouth to deepen the connection.

“I love you,” she said, breaking free from the kiss.

“I love you,” he said, pressing his forehead against hers in a gentle way, then nuzzled her cheek in a tender way with his as if they were in their wolf form.

Then they began to slowly remove each other’s clothes—his plaid shirt, her jeans skirt, then the rest of their garments until they were perfectly naked and ready to have sex. Every inch of her was beautiful and she smiled as she looked him over in a way that said that she totally approved of his physique. They began kissing again, his fingers combing through her hair and hers running down his back, making him shiver in anticipation.

She lowered her head to lick his nipples and he arched his head back with a groan. He ran his hands over her sides, touching the curve of her breasts, then sliding around to cup them. They fit perfectly in his palms, and he loved the solid feel of them before he leaned down to kiss her nipples.

She slid her hands over his buttocks, murmuring, “So firm.”

He loved the sound of her voice when they were making love, the way she complimented him, making him feel that he was the supreme wolf choice among so many she could have chosen from. She was definitely that for him.

He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tight, just loving the way her full breasts were pressed against his chest, the way her flat belly was firm against his full erection, the way she moved against him increasing the friction while they kissed.

He moved her to the bed, and he was going to pleasure her first, but she had other plans for that. “Behind me,” she said, her voice soft, sexy, sultry.

Then she was guiding him to enter her feminine lips from behind while she was on her side, and she guided his hand to stroke her bud at the same time. Perfect. He could kiss her soft skin, her shoulder, neck, back then too.

He was stroking her slowly so he could thrust into her at a slower pace and not come too quickly. But the eroticism of him being behind her and sliding into her from behind and stroking her in front was eliciting more moans, and caught breaths, her heart—and his—beating wildly. Their pheromones were through the roof swirling around each other’s saying, “Yes! They were a match.”

He had suspected so when he had first met her on the ledge below the cliff, their pheromones had called out to each other, despite the adrenaline flooding his system because of being injured, and had been off the charts.

He was so ready to come, trying to keep things in check until he could bring her to climax, but he was struggling to keep from reaching orgasm. She suddenly kept her body very still and cried out. He knew then she had climaxed, and he continued to thrust until he erupted deep inside her.

He held her close, just hugging on her, their pheromones still in full force, their adrenaline and hearts racing, and he felt in that moment that they were as close to being one as wolves as any two wolves could be. He kissed her shoulder, and she kissed his arm wrapped around her, then looked over her shoulder at him and smiled.

“I love you, Fisher.”

“I couldn’t love you more, Kira.” He just hoped her dad wouldn’t want to kill him for mating his only daughter without speaking to him first about a mating!

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