Her River God Wolf (Obsessed Mates 1)

Holding back. Staying sane.

She leans closer, her tender mouth latching onto mine, as her hand moves up and down.

I force back my primal urge, and I let my climax come.

I let go; explode, shooting a jet of cum all over her breasts and belly.

“I’m sorry!” she yelps as my climax pulses out of me, my seed spent on her lovely skin.

I flop back against the couch cushions with a groan. “What for?”

“I screwed up, didn’t I?”

“Not at all. That was… that was wonderful.”

She bites her lip and gives a nervous laugh. “I guess I got scared. I mean, I wanted to, but…”

Tenderness washes over me, as I pull her into my arms. “You didn’t do anything wrong at all.” I press a kiss to her temple and keep my mouth there, inhaling her heavenly scent. “There’s nothing to be scared of,” I murmur.

But her eyes are bright with anxiety, and it worries me. “What is it, Savannah?”

She pulls away from me, her features taut. “Will it hurt a lot when we mate?”

I frown. “Maybe a little the first time. But then it’ll feel real good.”

Her nostrils flare and I hear her breathing, fast and shallow. “In my pack…I used to hear awful sounds when the alphas were mating their females.”

A stab of pain lances my heart. I stroke her face gently. “No, it won’t be like that at all, I promise. It’ll be like the climax you just had, but a whole lot better.”

She looks so dubious, it kills me.

“Here’s what we’re going to do. We’ll get dressed, cook some dinner, relax a little, and then you’re going to tell me about your pack, okay? And I’m not going to hurt you, ever.” I lift her hand and press it to my lips. “You hear me?”

Finally, she breaks into a smile.

I gather up the shards of my heart and make a vow—that nothing will hurt this girl ever again. I’ll protect her with everything I’ve got.

Even if it costs me my sanity.