Turner (White Wolf Ridge 1)

"As you will be in our town. I am the Alpha of the White Wolf Ridge pack, and you're my mate."

"Oh my. Why is that turning me on when you call me your mate?"

"Because your body knows what your mind is denying. It knows you belong to me like I belong to you, and that only by being together are we whole.”

“I need you to show me, Turner.”

“We’ll show each other, my sweet Maria. God, you are a gift I could have never imagined was real.” We arrive at the elevators, and I feel like it takes an eternity for one to open. As soon as we enter the empty car, I pin her to the wall and slam my mouth onto hers. She slips her tongue out and I suck it in, letting it tease mine as my hands grab hold of her ass, grinding my cock to her seam. I don’t know how long I’ve got her plastered to me when the bell dings, but I can’t contain the hunger much longer. I pull my mouth away from hers and carry her out of the elevator.

Hunting for the room number, she shouts, “This one right here.”

Thank you, Hunter. It’s the first door to the left of the elevators. I unlock the suite with the key card and slip right in, letting the door swing closed behind us without letting her go. The room is large, but I can’t tell a damn thing about it because all my attention is on her. I need to get Maria naked and her thighs parted to take every inch of me until I release all my damn cum into her depths. There are no words to describe how painful it is to stare and not touch, not invade, not demand that every inch of her be mine.

“Take off your clothes, or I’ll tear them off,” I grunt out as I set her on her feet.

“You wouldn’t,” she says, shaking her head, challenging me.

“The hell I wouldn’t.” I reach toward her and grab her shirt and rip it off, buttons flying everywhere. She gasps, and I quickly remove her gun belt, setting it on the floor before pushing her onto the bed with her legs trapped between mine. Leaning over her, I whisper, “Care to challenge me on anything else?”

“You won’t eat my pussy.” My dick jerks, attempting to shred my jeans. She has no idea that there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her pleasure.

I laugh and shuck her pants off as inhumanly possible without hurting her. Her pink striped panties are soaked to the core with lust, and I rub my fingers along her slit with the fabric to add friction. Maria rolls her hips up, reaching for more as I breath in her scent, loving her arousal.

Nothing I’ve ever smelled could compare to the scent of my mate. I drag my mouth down her body, but she tenses. “You dared me.” I adjust our bodies, tearing off the wet material, and then bump her legs open with my shoulders. “This is my pussy. You never keep it from me. Your scent is my addiction. You don’t have to dare me to eat your pussy. I crave it more than anything.” I press my face into her core, sliding my tongue along her lips. A low growl comes from deep inside me as my wolf takes insane pleasure in devouring my mate in the most hedonistic ways. I pump my tongue through her gooey sweetness, lapping up every single drop while driving her body to give me more. My queen lay there, thrashing her legs, unable to explain the pure lust consuming her as the first of many orgasms washes over her. I press my hand to her belly, holding her down as I go in for another orgasm. This time, I slip one finger into her tight sheath. There is nothing but us as I test her pussy, knowing that it’s going to hurt her as I claim my mate. Teasing her, stretching her to another orgasm, I can no longer stave off my own need as I stalk up her body, staring at her as the tip of my cock brushes her folds. “Are you ready to be mine?”

“I’ve always been yours.” It’s all I need to hear as I slam my hips forward, plundering her warmth, marking her with my first load. My orgasm is quick and to the point, but I am nowhere near done with being sated. I have to have more of her. I pump in and out, steady strokes as I stare into her chocolate eyes. They glisten with unshed tears, but she’s no longer in pain. She’s greedily seeking another release from me, and I will gladly give them to her for the rest of our days. I pick up the pace, taking her mouth in a violent kiss, nipping at her bottom lip as we both go over the edge, coming again, and I fill her up with every drop of my seed. Tilting her head to the side, I bite down on her shoulder, marking, mating her. She cries out and so do I as the power of our union explodes around us, making us whole. Her womb hugs my cock, draining me again, and then I seal her mark with my tongue.