A moment together
Coal
Fuck…what had we just done?
I was riding an adrenaline high like I’d never felt before, body coiled tight, every muscle trembling. Inside my head, my Wolf was singing to his mate, and Brinley’s beautiful little Wolf joined in the melody, both rejoicing at our union.
It was the absolute best moment of my life.
…and the scariest.
I’d just put both of our lives at tremendous risk. I hadn’t been able to stop myself or my Wolf. It had been hard enough to keep my distance from Brinley when we were fully clothed. But waking up to find her startled moss-green eyes wide and my cock deep in her throat was enough to make any Wolf jump into the deep-end of crazy. And when she begged for my cock—I shuddered hard at the memory—fuck, just fuck!
Telling her no had been a fucking impossibility. I gave her what she wanted, what we both wanted. And once I was buried deep inside the heaven of her pussy with my name a strangled cry on her lips as she shattered apart, nothing else in the world mattered but making her mine.
I stared down at her in awe.
Swirling liquid green orbs stared back at me, swimming with emotion. A few scattered tears crested her dark eyelashes, glistening as they rolled down her cheeks.
Kissing each droplet away, I tasted their wet saltiness on my tongue. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
Brinley smiled, radiant even through her tears. “You didn’t hurt me...I’m happy.”
My lips found hers. “Me too, sweetheart. You have no idea how happy you’ve made me.” Her little tongue found its way into my mouth. I groaned. She tasted so damned sweet. I wanted nothing more than to start round two, but alas, our lives had just become 100% more complicated, and we needed to work through some details if we wanted to stay alive.
Reluctantly, I pulled back. Voice still gruff with arousal, I forced out the last words I wanted to say, “We have to get up.”
Heart-shaped lips turned down into a pout.
I kissed her forehead and then lifted, carefully removing myself from her body, and stood on the floor.
Brinley bit her lip. “What do we do n—?” she cut herself off, her gaze dropping from my eyes down to my chest and then lower all of the way to my feet. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. Little brows furrowed.
“What is it?” I looked down, suddenly self-conscious, looking for the cause of her abrupt change in demeanor.
I didn’t see anything different. I still looked the same.
“No you don’t,” she whispered, shaking her head slowly.
My gaze snapped to hers. Holy shit, she was responding to my thoughts! Finally, we could mindlink! Our mate bond made it possible. She’d never been able to mindlink with the pack. My bastard of a father never allowed it. But even he couldn’t overrule a mate-gift from the Moon.
Warmth filled my chest. But as happy as I was about our new form of communication, I still didn’t understand her look of confusion. I raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”
She exhaled, “You’re bigger.”
Bigger?
I blinked and looked down again, reassessing.
Oh. I saw it then.
Rigorous training had already caused substantial growth, but Brinley was right, I was bigger—a lot bigger.
“Is that normal?” she asked, her voice soft. Her green eyes were wide, unfocused, staring at me with a bit of awe. “Do all male wolves grow when they mate?”
I shook my head. Not that I was aware of. I couldn’t say I’d ever noticed a male significantly increase in size right after mating. I met her wide-eyed stare again.
She breathed in shock, ”Every part of you has grown...even your cock is bigger...” she trailed off, looking away, a blush heating her cheeks when she realized what she said.
I couldn’t help the lopsided grin that came to my face. Brinley was adorable when she was embarrassed, although, she had no reason to be now, certainly not after she’d had her sweet, plump lips wrapped around my cock, trying to suck the life out of me.
Brinley gasped, and her cheeks suddenly flamed crimson, and I realized I was broadcasting my thoughts again. I chuckled deep in my throat, entertained by her response. She was just so damned cute.
She scowled, eyes glinting like a dangerous little kitten. It was too much for me to resist. Sitting back down on the bed, I wrapped my arms around her.
Small hands pushed against my chest. Brinley wiggled in my grip, twisting her body, and fought my hold. “Oh no, you don’t get to…”
I held her tighter, thoroughly enjoying her fight. I nuzzled into her neck, nipping playfully at the permanent crescent-shaped raised flesh.
Brinley melted into me and inhaled sharply, arousal washing over her again, strong and sweet.
My nostrils flared. Both my Wolf and I growled. He was impatient, replaying images in my mind of what he wanted— Brinley ass-up with him buried deep in her tight heat, his canines in the lush flesh of her neck.
Fuck. The thought turned me on as well. I couldn’t wait to watch him give her that pleasure, to feel her body’s response to him. He’d never been with a female, in skin or fur. He’d never cared before Brinley.
I reassured him as soon as the time was right, I would happily get her body ready for him. But he needed to relax a little longer, because now definitely wasn’t the time. He grumbled in my head but didn’t disagree. He understood the danger as much as I did, and right now, we needed a plan.
A knock at the door interrupted my internal conversation. Jax didn’t wait for our response before cracking it open and peering inside. Even in the dim light, his practiced one-sided smirk and glittering mischievous eyes were clear. “Sorry to break up this fuck-fest, but if you don’t mind extracting your penis from her body, we need to talk.”
“Oh!” Brinley gasped, her hands frantically smacking the bed around me, trying to locate the sheet that was currently on the floor.
I just held her tighter, restricting her range of motion and covering her nakedness as much as possible with my body. I rolled my eyes at Jax. “Give us a minute.”
Jax held the door, most of his body still hidden behind it, just his head, part of his shoulder and left arm showing. He flashed a wolfish grin, his pearly white teeth glowing in the moonlight. “So, is that code for, ‘Hang on, I’m just gonna slip my dick in one more time, and then be right out?’” He was clearly enjoying the moment.
I tried not to laugh, only because Brinley was having a small coronary next to me, gasping and sputtering incoherently.
I growled, “Get the fuck out.”
Jax laughed and disappeared, letting the door shut behind him.