Chapter 20

Pulling into the driveway, I shut off the jeep, silence filling the interior. It feels good being home after spending over two weeks at the pack house, Eeva promising to take care of Julia for tonight at her house. I think Eeva is secretly happy to have a little girl over for the night as she has told me many times she is trying to have a daughter with Loren. A soft snore is noted beside me, catching my attention. When I turn to look at Tate, I giggle, a soft smile on my face while I watch my mate doze away, leaning against the seat. He looks so peaceful with the fall light streaming in through the window.

Slowly I lean over, making sure not to wake Tate and place a gentle kiss on his lips. I lean back, ready to pull away until strong hands pull me close, and I find my chest pressed against Tate's. Warm lips press against mine as we move in a slow rhythm. I let out a small moan when he nips at my bottom lip before his tongue pries open my mouth and delves inside. Our tongues dance around for dominance till I give in, letting him take control of our kiss and relish in the pleasure he brings forth in me. His hands snake around to my ass, groping me and somehow bringing me onto his lap to straddle him, where I feel his large bulge press against my sensitive area.

Slowly I grind against his bulge causing not only a moan from my mouth, but a feral groan from him, as his hands guide my hips down onto the bulge and move in a way that causes enough friction and has me pulling away from the kiss and crying out with pleasure, both of us panting for breath and eyes glazed with the raw pleasure.

"Bedroom now!" Tate orders in a husky growl, his voice barely a whisper as his lips attack the sensitive part of my neck that has me wet and needy. I am too horny to argue with Tate on his possessive attitude. I want—no—need him badly. I need to feel his body pressed into mine with how I crave his touch. Needing the release only Tate could bring me.

Leaving my neck to kiss me once more, Tate pulls away to rest his forehead on mine, needing to catch his breath. I smile lustfully at him, my own lips moving to attack his neck, leaving hickeys in my wake and getting a lust-filled growl out of Tate. Opening the passenger door, I slowly climb out, releasing my assault on his neck, ready to move to unlock the front door only to find myself pressed against the jeep with every inch of Tate pressed against me. His hard bulge presses against my stomach while he caresses my exposed skin. I shiver from both the pleasure caused by Tate groping my sensitive breasts and the cold air, letting out another loud moan.

"Let's go inside, Laina." He says against my mouth, continuing the deep kiss and forcing me to walk backwards to the front door, pulling away long enough to unlock and open it. Once inside, the door is slammed shut and fingers pinch and pull at my nipples, eliciting loud moans from my mouth that get swallowed by Tate's kissed. A hand leaves its assault on my breast to weave its way into my hair, pulling my head back as Tate bites and sucks at my skin.

“I want you, Laina. I want you underneath me as I make love to you.” Tate groans against the base of my neck.

“Then take me.” I consent, giving a soft smile as an astonished look fills Tate's eyes. I squeal in surprise when his hands leave my body only to lift me bridal style into his arms, causing me to worry about his remaining injuries.

"Be careful, baby!" I exclaim with concern, placing my hand against his cheek gently and looking at his body, checking to see if his wounds were aggravated.

"I'm fine. The only medicine I need is you." He retorts, rolling his eyes and silencing any protest I have with yet another passionate kiss, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth once again. Distracted by my mate, I find myself being lowered onto our bed with Tate between my legs. He slowly grinds into me, and I meet his movements with my own as our hands slowly undress each other. Hovering above me, Tate's eyes take in my naked body, his right hand caressing my cheek, and I turn my face to kiss his palm.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers his eyes, unable to hide the love he has for me behind the gloss of lust. I blush at his words, looking away, knowing I still have a small amount of pregnancy weight and scars from the surgery on me still not fully healed. For the first time, I feel a slight bubble of insecurity rise inside me.

"What's the matter?" Tate asks, tilting my head so that I am once again looking at him.

"I'm not beautiful," I whisper, and he smiles.

"You're right. You're gorgeous, smart, strong, and brave. Most of all, you're mine, and I love you." My heart flutters. In Tate's eyes, I am perfect, and I feel his love pour through our bond. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I pull Tate forward and kiss him passionately, tears of happiness pooling in my eyes.

"I love you too," I whisper, pulling away to catch my breath, getting the most dazzling and affectionate smile from my loving mate.

“I want to do this right, Laina. I want to make love to you slowly when I make you mine forever.” Tate says, running the hand that caresses my face down my chin, over my breast, and past my stomach to come between my legs and tease the wet folds of my entrance. I gasp when he slips a finger inside me, moving gently against my wet walls and causing me to cry out. He doesn't stop there when his lips descend onto one of my nipples and his free hand pulls at the other one, making me nothing but a moaning lustful mess.

"Does it feel good?" He asks, adding another finger inside me as I clench at his arm, shouting his name while an orgasm causes my body to twitch with extreme pleasure.

"I'll take that as a yes." He whispers, bringing his lips to mine and kissing me, my lips opening to allow his tongue entrance. His fingers slowly stop moving inside me while his lips move down my body past my stomach till I feel his breath at my entrance. His warm tongue sweeps across my clitoris, licking up my juices from my orgasm, causing another gasp to exit my lips. One hand clutches at his hair and the other the bedsheets while he licks and nips at my soaking wet vagina. As I reach my second climax, Tate pulls away before I could orgasm, causing a noise of protest to leave my mouth. He kisses his way back up my body until his lips, wet with my juices, press against my own in a heated kiss. Spreading my legs farther, he positions his hard cock against my opening, rubbing the tip against me, making me move my hips in hopes of gaining release.

“You okay, Laina?” Tate asks with a smirk, one hand pressing against my stomach to stop me from moving.

"No, I want more." I whimper out, pressing against the tip of his throbbing rod and moaning from the pleasure it brought, hearing him groan.

"Okay, but I am going slow." He groans out as I move against him again, wrapping my legs around his waist. His hands stop my movement once more, and he holds me in place, leaning forwards and kissing me deeply as he moves, his tip entering me inch by inch, my wet walls helping him move smoothly till I felt his body pressed against mine and his length was buried deep inside. Pausing inside me, Tate's body shivers with the pleasure of us beginning the mating process. His lips move from mine to nip at the skin on my neck when he begins to move. His length thrusts in and out, the sounds of each thrust squelching from the juices that accumulate inside me as I cry out in pleasure. I cry and scream Tate's name, moving my hips in sync with his. His thrusts increase in speed with our bodies sweaty from exertion until the pleasure builds inside me. My eyes glaze over for a moment with lust as I call out to Tate, feeling his canines extend. With a final thrust, I find my release, my juices coating Tate's and my thighs when he releases his hot seed inside me. His canines pierce my skin, marking me as his as my lips find the crook of his neck, my own canines piercing him.

Tate and I were finally fully mated.

Our canines retract when the pleasure subsides, and we catch our breaths. Tate leans his forehead against mine, grinning like a child in a candy store as he looks into my eyes.

"I love you, beautiful." He says, nuzzling our noses together.

"And I love you sexy," I whisper, giggling as he nuzzles my cheek. I feel him slowly pull out, and I can't help but moan slightly with how sensitive I am, feeling his body shake with his chuckles.

"Are you up for round two?" He asks, and I quickly shake my head no, yawning.

"Can we just snuggle and fall asleep?" I ask, my body feeling drained of energy. Tate chuckles again, flopping onto his side of the bed and reaching out to pull me to his side. The blanket is wrapped around us as I snuggle closer to him, a content smile on my face.

"Sleep then. I will be here with you, my beautiful little mate." I yawn at Tate's words and smile, resting my head on his warm shoulder and drifting off to sleep.