Page 68 of What a Wolf Wants
“Yep, and I’ll get us some champagne,” Noah said.
“That sounds great,” Ethan said.
Then Charlene got the contract from her real estate agent in an email.
Charlene and Ethan said goodbye to Noah, and Charlene was glad Ethan hadn’t told him they were mating. They could tell him tonight, which would be another big reason for celebration, but they needed to do this first.
“We were thinking alike about not telling him what we were doing,” Charlene said. “I got the contract. Let’s get this done first.”
They read it over, signed the contract, and sent it back to Jennie.
Then Charlene put her phone on the table and Ethan swept her up in his arms. “Time to make all my dreams come true.”
“Mine too.”
He carried her into the bedroom and set her down on the bed, then slipped off her sandals. “I never dreamed I would be pairing up with a red wolf who was a former homicide detective.”
“I never thought I would end up with a DEA special agent who was still actively with the force. We make a great pair.”
“I totally agree. Everything about you makes me know this is the perfect match. I thought so before, but when you asked me to help you decide on the other house, even before you said you wanted to mate me, that clinched the deal that you were the right wolf for me.”
“I love how protective you are, and yet even when you’re perturbed with me about things, you just get it over it in a heartbeat.”
He smiled. “Yeah, with you it’s easy.” Then he removed his boots and socks and she rose from the bed to pull off his black growling wolf T-shirt.
“I love this T-shirt, perfect for undercover.”
He laughed. “Black is for the intimidation effect.”
She smiled and ran her hand over his chest. “The wicked teeth of the snarling wolf add to the effect.”
He pulled off her camisole blouse and then reached lower to slide her breezy skirt down her hips and pulled it off. “You’re beautiful.” He kissed her jaw and neck and moved his mouth to her throat, his hands on her breasts, massaging her through her bra.
He always made her feel so sexy and impassioned. Then he rubbed his package against her mound, and she smiled and kissed his mouth with pent-up need. “You are beautiful.” She unfastened his belt and unzipped his cargo pants, then pulled them off his hips and he kicked them aside.
Then she saw his injured arm. She couldn’t believe he could take down Thor when he was still injured. She gently kissed Ethan’s arm.
“It’s getting better with your tender loving care.”
Right, like him lifting her and carrying her to the bedroom?
He removed her bra and panties, and she removed his boxer briefs and smiled to see his full arousal. “Always ready for you,” he said.
She quickly moved onto the bed so he wouldn’t try to lift her and set her on the mattress. He was soon nestled between her legs, kissing her again. He rubbed his stiff erection against her, connecting with her mound, stirring their pheromones to the nth degree.
God, how she loved making love to him. But this time itwould be all the way. A consummation—a wolf’s mating, no longer two wolves on their own, but a couple, the start of a pack of their own.
He was kissing her slowly, surely, deliberately taking his time to warm her up, but she was already hot and eager to consummate their relationship. Their pheromones were heating up and teasing each other, testing their resolve, enticing each of them to make this the ultimate and permanent connection. Her need grew sharper, more profound, and she was filled with deep happiness. She had finally found her mate. He made her feel empowered, uplifted, like she was the only one who mattered. Just like he was the only one who mattered to her.
She kissed his mouth and he surrendered to her completely. She stroked his tongue with hers, telling him in no uncertain terms that she was already completely warmed up. He responded with the same enthusiasm, kissing her, running his hands over her shoulders, ramping up the need between them. This was what she truly needed in a partner—the passion and the love he shared with her.
His kisses were magical, intensely pleasureful as she licked his lips and kissed him again.
She was wet for his penetration, enjoying the foreplay but wanting the consummation that would make them mated wolves forever. He moved his mouth down her neck, making her skin tingle. He kissed her breasts with lingering gentleness, his hand sweeping down her bare tummy to her short, curly hairs.
Then he began his exploration, finding that spot thatscreamed with pleasure as he began to stroke it. He made her feel glorious, and she loved him for it.
“Such a lover,” she whispered against his ear.
