Chapter 24: Chapter Twenty-Four - Mason

She was anxious. Everything about it turned me upside down. My wolf shoved ten different scenarios into my mind at every moment.

I could hardly look at her without imagining what she looked like underneath that towel. I knew she’d looked like a goddess because there was no one else made for me.

She swallowed heavily, her hand tightening around the edge of her towel before she let it go. My brain malfunctioned at the sight of her.

She lifted her chin in a defiant way that set my blood on fire. Unable to stop myself, I let my gaze shift over every inch of her. Her pale skin was flawless with an occasional freckle.

The dips and curves of her body looked effortlessly beautiful. It would take God to make something so gorgeous.

She cleared her throat. “Word, Mason. Word.”

I blinked, realizing what she was saying to me. She was giving me the word that I asked for. Stepping forward, I backed her into the bathroom wall and inhaled her scent. She watched me with curious eyes as I inhaled against her neck and braced my palms against her hips.

“You smell like fresh-cut grass,” I mumbled. “Like summertime.”

She smiled, her palms sliding up my biceps to my neck. Everything about the moment was testing my self-control. Slowly, I slid my palms down to her upper thighs and picked her up to my hips.

The smell of her desire hung heavily in the air as I carried her toward the bed. The twin bed was small but I didn’t care if we only had a cardboard box at this moment.

She crawled toward the headboard, naked as the day she was born, her breasts on display for me. I stood up and began to take off my clothes. Jessica watched shamelessly as I took off each article with ease, until I was completely naked in front of her.

Jessica’s pretty eyes lifted toward mine and held. The confidence as she laid back and shamelessly let her legs open covered me in lust.

I crawled over her, kissing a path up her stomach to suck her nipple into my mouth. She curled her fingers into my hair and moaned into the silent room.

Her legs tightened around me as I sucked harder, finding her other nipple with my fingertips, I twisted the little bud until she bucked underneath me.

When I moved my mouth to her neck, I felt her body quivering with anticipation. “Are you going to mark me tonight?” she whispered into the silence.

I leaned back and stared at her. “If you want me to. There is no rush.”

“I want you to mark me.”

How had this happened so quickly? I’d gone from wanting to tell Jacob about our bond, to marking her the same night. I tucked her hair behind her ear and whispered against her skin. “I’ll do whatever makes you happy.”

She circled her arm around my neck. “Do it.”

She angled her neck, giving me the opportunity to bite her right then. I kissed the spot where my mark would go and pressed the tip of my dick against her entrance.

She moaned and moved against me. “Don’t make me wait anymore.”

I tightened my fingers into the sheets beside her head and slowly, mercilessly, shoved inside of her. Jessica’s moan would run in my mind like a song for the rest of my life.

Her tightness enveloped me and sucked every thought out of my head. Even my wolf’s thoughts had disappeared.

Jessica rolled her hips down on me, urging me to continue. I gripped her chin gently, turning her face to look at me as I pulled out.

She watched my eyes as I knew my wolf fought for the forefront position. I imagined she saw my eyes turning from green to gold in front of her. Jessica purred as I skimmed my teeth against her flesh, teasing the skin before the kill.

“Do it,” she begged, rolling her hips again.

I hissed under my breath, angled my teeth and bit her.

Jessica jerked at the pain but settled seconds later against the mattress. Her blood wasn’t as salty as I imagined. It was sweet like our mate bond.

It flowed into my mouth as electricity swarmed me from head to toe. She felt it too. She shivered and clawed at my back as pleasure penetrated her body.

“More,” she said.

I pulled away from her neck, her blood escaping my mouth. I snaked my tongue to catch the drop as Jessica watched me do it. Her mouth opened when I slid my tongue against the mark to seal it.

The fang marks on her skin began to swirl in a magical way that only the true creator could conjure. Jessica tugged on me, egging me to continue. I pulled back and slid into her again.

This time, she locked her legs around my waist and pressed her fingertips into my skin. The need on her face warmed me even more, if that was even possible.

I sank into her, lacing my fingers around the back of my neck, and moving to a rhythm that I knew would drive me completely insane before the sun came up the next day.

Jessica moaned loudly, her head falling back against her pillow, rolling her hips to meet my thrusts. I engulfed her hips with my palms, pulled upward and brought her ass up my thighs.

She watched with tears pricking the corners of her eyes.

My wolf took over within minutes, driving me harder into her. It was mercilessly blissful to feel her underneath me. Her hair was splayed out on the pillow like a halo, her eyes at half-mast and her mouth open.

She took every inch, gripping the covers beneath her fingers and cursed into the room.

This was it. I would have this for the rest of my life. I would sink into Jessica every night if she let me. I would eventually, when the time was right, put a child in her belly. If she wanted. I was getting ahead of myself, playing out my future because I wanted it so badly.

Jessica squeaked when I turned her onto her stomach and sank into her from behind. She buried her head into the pillow and cried out in blissful pain.

Seconds turned to thirty minutes when she came undone around me. Hearing and smelling her sweet orgasm made my wolf proud. It made me weak, knowing I would do anything to hear it over and over again.

My release found me sooner than I wanted but the night was young. Jessica fell onto her belly when I came onto her back.

Her giggle made me smile.

“Stay here. I’ll clean you up.”

I got up, glancing back to see her still limp against the bed. I wetted a washcloth and brought it over to clean her up. She waited until I tossed the washcloth into her hamper to turn and meet my gaze.

“Is it there?” she asked. “The mark.”

I gazed at her flushed skin and up to my mark on her neck. Running my fingertips against it, she clenched her thighs at the feeling. “It’s there. Do you want to see?”

She nodded.

I grabbed her before she got up, and carried her into the bathroom. Sitting her down on the counter, I watched as she turned to look at it.

The silver moon was dark against her pale skin.

A few stars lingered around the dark crescent, and a howling wolf sat underneath it. She touched it, and her cheeks flushed. “It’s beautiful,” she said. “I never imagined it would be this pretty.”

I leaned my head against hers until she turned and met my mouth with hers. “I’m smitten. I can’t believe my life right now," she said.

I grinned. “Well, get ready, because we’re going for the ride of your life.”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

I helped her down from the counter. “Tomorrow, I want to take you riding on my wolf.”

Her eyes lit up with excitement. “What about tonight?”

“What about it?” I asked.

She lifted both brows at me. “We’re not finished, are we?”

A bubble of laughter spilled from my throat. “Do you want to be finished?”

She interlaced her fingers with mine and began to pull me back to bed. “There is no way that we’re finished.”