The growl that rumbles from his chest shakes the walls. His eyes glow in the dim bathroom light as he stares down at me. Outside, I can hear his brothers' footsteps on the porch, their low voices in the distance. But nothing exists except this moment, this man, this desperate need to understand what we are to each other.
"Please," I whisper.
His control, his careful restraint, it all crumbles as his grip tightens, wrapping my long strands around his fist.
"You want to know what it means to be mine? I'll show you."
Tomorrow, we'll face the real world. Tomorrow, I'll sort through my sister's life and try to make sense of everything that's happened.
But tonight, I'm alive. He's alive. We're together.
And I’m going to make the most of it.
36
BEN
“We’re heading to Maddox’s place,” Beau calls from the living room. “Want to check if those wolves did any damage to his property on their way through.”
“Fine.” I grunt, not moving from where I’m frozen in the bathroom doorway.
Zara’s on her knees in front of me, looking up with those green eyes that see right through me, and my brothers are about to leave us alone. My bear prowls restlessly beneath my skin, knowing what she needs, what we both need, after coming so close to losing everything.
“Should be back in an hour or two,” Mason adds, and I hear boots on wood. The door opens and then bangs shut. An engine starts, then fades down the mountain road.
We’re alone.
Zara’s still kneeling there, water droplets clinging to her skin, and every instinct screams at me to claim her, to mark her, so she’ll always be mine.
Tomorrow, we’ll head to the city to deal with all those things she mentioned: the apartment, the lawyers, her sister’s contracts. My bear growls uneasily at the thought of leavingour territory, of being trapped in concrete and crowds, but we’d follow her anywhere. Whatever our mate needs, we’ll give her.
Eyes locked onto mine, she rises a little and parts her full lips. She hesitates with the tip of my cock touching her bottom lip now, just for a fraction of a second, but it’s enough to have anticipation bursting out of me.
When her pink tongue darts out to lick the slit in my swollen head, collecting the bead of pre-cum pooling there, I have to stop myself from thrusting forward. She kisses the tip gently before running her tongue around the engorged top. Every sensitive nerve ending sings with the exquisite sensation of warmth and wetness as her lips slide over me.
My fingers tangle in her wet hair as she works me with lips and tongue, and just enough teeth to drive me wild. She’s inexperienced but eager, learning what I like from every groan and curse that escapes me.
“Fuck, Zara.” I growl when she hollows her cheeks and takes me deeper.
The sight of her like this, my mate on her knees for me, showing me without words that she wants this connection too, nearly undoes me.
When she reaches up and places my hand more firmly on her head, giving permission, my bear roars with satisfaction. I rock forward gently, testing, and she moans around me, the vibration making my control slip.
“My perfect mate,” I murmur, watching her work. “Look at you, taking what’s yours.”
The scent of her arousal fills the small space, and I know she’s getting off on this, on pleasing me. When I feel myself getting too close, I pull her off, ignoring her sounds of protest.
“Not without you,” I growl, hauling her to her feet.
Before she can respond, I back her against the wall, caging her with my arms. “You want me to show you what it means to bemy mate?” My hand slides between her thighs, finding her slick and ready. She gasps as I push two fingers deep inside her. “To be mine completely?”
Her breath catches. “I need to know...”
I bring my fingers to my mouth, tasting her as she watches with wide eyes. “So fucking sweet.” I hum as I swallow, then without warning, I bend and toss her over my shoulder. She squeaks in surprise, hands gripping my back, as I stride toward the bedroom.
“Ben!”
“Mine.” I growl, my hand possessively gripping her ass, as I carry her. “Going to show you exactly what that means.”