Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pressed his body flush against hers and breathed her in.
She released a little giggle. “I will never grow tired of being with you. This feels so right.”
“I was an asshole for waiting all of these years. I hope you will forgive me.”
Misha sighed. “I already forgave you. It’s not in my nature to prolong pain.” She sank back against him. “I’m right where I want to be.”
Decker kissed her neck, flicking his tongue across her pulse and feeling it quicken beneath his touch. When it came to this woman, he couldn’t seem to control himself, nor did he want to. She drove him wild.
He didn’t even want to think about how easily he could have lost her, and their child, which grew every single day.
“Misha, there’s something I want to tell you, and I don’t feel I’ve said it enough already.”
“Yes?”
“I love you. I love you so much at times I feel I can’t breathe. I never wanted to reject you. I thought I was trying to protect you.”
Misha spun in his arms and placed a finger on his lips. “Stop it. You don’t have to do this. I love you too.” She pressed her palm against his heart. “You’re mine and I am yours.”
He stroked her cheek, pushing her hair back from her face as he took possession of her mouth. Misha submitted immediately, and the ache in his cock grew. He needed to have her, to fuck her, to take her, and to claim her.
These mating feelings had always been there inside of him, but he’d ignored them until now. With the full moon high up in the sky, they were even harder to deny. He wasn’t fighting this anymore. Misha was his, and he was going to take her.
Running his hands down her back, he gripped the curves of her ass and drew her close. His cock pushed against her stomach.
“I’ve got to taste you,” he said, breaking the kiss.
Misha whimpered but stepped back, and he took her to the ground. The earth was dry, and the scents of the forest surrounded them. This was the perfect place. Nudging her legs open, he leaned over her and stared into her eyes. “I hope you’re ready,” he said.
“I’m ready for anything,” she said.
“Good.” He kissed her quickly this time, then slowly began to trail his lips down her body, going between her spread thighs.
All he wanted to do was fuck her hard and fast, and spill his cum inside her, but he held himself back. Wanting to give her pleasure before he found his own.
He put his hands on either side of her pussy, holding her open as he looked at her pretty cunt. So slick. There was no way he could wait another moment.
Sliding his tongue along her slit, he tasted her, circling her bud as he did. Misha’s moans filled the air, and he growled his need.
Just tasting her made his cock pulse. Pre-cum spilled out of the tip. He was so ready to take her.
Circling her swollen clit, he sucked her into his mouth and relished the sweet moans she made. He loved it when she thrust her pussy on to his face, almost as if she was begging for him to take her.
Her responses to him drove him wild, and he moved his hands to cup her ass, holding her up against him and eating her pussy.
With each stroke against her clit, he felt her orgasm start to build.
Gliding down, he circled her entrance and began to rock inside her. In and out, he took her with his tongue, but it wasn’t enough. He had to be inside her.
Decker concentrated on her clit, sliding back and forth, circling around, and he didn’t stop until she came. His name filled the air, her hands sinking down into the earth as she rocked against him, writhing from the pleasure.
He held her still, making her take more and drawing out every single drop of her release until she couldn’t take it anymore. Only then did he move up and thrust balls deep inside her.
This time, they both cried out together.
“I take you, Misha.” He pulled out and slammed inside her. With each word he spoke, he bound them together.
Taking hold of her hands, he held her down as he fucked her hard. Misha met him thrust for thrust.
“I take you, Decker, my alpha, my mate,” she said.
He felt their connection. The barrier that had once been between them seemed to float away as if it never existed, and along with it, he felt this love. Misha’s feelings for him. He felt it all, and he relished every second.
“Fuck!” Decker had tried to keep his thrusts slow, but there was no power during the full moon. No ability to keep in constant control. They were at the mercy of their wolves.