All of my senses were sharper and they were trained on Hank—his scent especially. My nipples beaded painfully and the sensual ache between my thighs made me dizzy. His fangs grazed the skin on my neck and I shuddered. His breathing was labored and the evidence of his arousal was pressed against my stomach as my hands roamed his body desperately.
Stark need—naked desire. I had never wanted anyone or anything like I wanted Hank. It was more than want or even need. It was simply necessary. The compulsion to crawl inside him was overwhelming. Our wolves were so close to the surface, I worried we'd shift, but no. We didn't shift. We became something more.
His fangs pierced the soft skin of my neck as my own plunged into his shoulder. The burn went from painful to pleasurable almost immediately. I shrieked at the invasion and came so hard I sobbed. His body shook and he held me tight as we performed the ritual that bound us together for eternity. He touched a place so deep inside of me, I never wanted him to leave. I was unsure of how much time had passed. It could have been hours or minutes. The closeness I now felt trumped what I had felt before and it awed me. Running my hands over his face and tangling my fingers in his thick hair I pulled his mouth to mine and I was complete. It was done. We lived through it…barely…and we now belonged to each other. Rolling me beneath him, Hank entered my body with infinite tenderness.
Our lovemaking was slow this time and his eyes stayed locked on mine. I could swear he was looking into my soul. Tears fell from my eyes as I moved in a rhythm with my mate that sealed our bond.
"I love you," I whispered. "Forever."
"I love you more," he said as his hips began to move faster and he plunged deeper into my very willing body.
"Not possible," I shot back as little shocks of pleasure rolled through me. I jerked and undulated beneath him as I cried out.
The gentle lovemaking came to an end as we were consumed with what I could only call mating frenzy—nothing was off limits and it was impossible to be close enough. However, we tried and tried and tried until we succeeded. We were now completely spent or dead. I wasn't sure which...
"I'm pretty sure I died," I moaned as I tried to lift my head.
"If this is dead, I'm all in," Hank said as his hands continued to memorize my body.
"That was amazing," I murmured as the feeling in my limbs slowly came back. "Will it be that way every time?" I asked. Part of me hoped he would say yes, but the other part of me was sure I wouldn't live through that again.
"From what I understand, it gets even better. We'll just have to put in a lot of practice and find out." He grinned and I felt it in my toes. "We do have a few more rooms to christen in this house..."
I bolted upright as reality sunk in. “Oh my god, Hank, what about my job and stuff? We kind of forgot to discuss the logistics.” I realized I didn't really care about my job at the moment, but we should have some kind of plan.
“We’ll deal with that later. We have a mission here and the rest will work itself out,” he said as he lifted me and took me to our bed.
“I’m exhausted,” I muttered as I tried to keep my eyes open.
“Go to sleep,” he whispered in my ear. He wrapped his huge hard body around my smaller, softer one and I smiled sleepily.
“Don’t leave me,” I pleaded as I slipped into sleep.
“I will never leave you, Essie. Never.”
Chapter 10
“Well, I’ll be damned,” Junior shouted joyfully from the door of our bedroom. “It’s about time.”
I shrieked and yanked the sheet up over my naked body. It was one thing to be naked for a shift with the Pack. It was another thing altogether to be naked after a sex-a-thon in front of my mate’s brother.
“Out,” Hank bellowed. “And erase the image of Essie from your brain or I’ll beat it out of you.”
“No prob, baby bro-bro, but you need to get your mated asses out here. We have a situation.” He grinned, winked and left the room.
“How does he know we’re mated?” I asked as I grabbed my sundress and yanked it on.
“Scent. It’d be pretty hard to miss.” Hank smiled like a cat who’d eaten a canary and I punched him in the shoulder. “Ouch,” he grunted.
“That didn’t hurt.” I rolled my eyes and attempted to hold back my smile. “You are just full of yourself.”
“I am a very happy man.” He grabbed me and planted a big one on my willing lips. My head spun and I seriously considered making Junior wait while I exercised my new conjugal rights with my mate, but I knew he’d just barge back in.
“Come on, happy man, Junior’s got some intel.”
Hand in hand we went out to face the real world again.
The den was a wreck and Junior was taking it in with glee. My panties and bra were on the lamp and Hank’s boxer briefs were hanging off the ceiling fan… How did that happen? I quickly ran around the room and gathered all the incriminating evidence as Junior chuckled and Hank strutted around like a peacock.
“Okay,” I huffed in my professional voice and tried to pretend I hadn’t just shoved my panties in my purse. “What’s going on?”
“First of all, I want to say welcome to the family. I love you. Definitely not in the way Hank does, but like a sister. I am relieved to know that someone who could shoot my balls off while blindfolded is part of my family.”
“Um…thank you, I think,” I said as I shook my head and grinned.