would be all over it. Whatever it was, it was my job to give it to her.
She wasn’t a virgin, and that made me grit my teeth. That there was a guy out there who’d seen this body, touched it, made her scream, made me want to hunt him down and kill him. It didn’t matter, she was mine now, and no one else would touch her. Hell, if I had my way, no one would look at her. Seeing her like this, naked and satisfied...
Her eyes were closed, lips still parted, and the sound of my name being called in that throaty voice of hers still echoed off the walls.
It was a sound I’d never forget, not at long as I lived.
I adjusted my dick. Fuck, my balls ached. They were so full, and it was all for her.
Natalie’s eyelids fluttered open. Her lashes were a lighter shade of red, same as her brows, and she had a dusting of freckles across her nose. I wanted to stay right where I was and study every inch of her perfect body. Count those freckles.
She licked her lips, glanced down my body. “What about you?” Her voice was hoarse.
I shook my head. “Next time, Red. This was me showing off my big, manly skills.”
She pushed up on her forearms and smiled, her eyes still glassy, cheeks still flushed. “You have mad skills.”
Reluctantly, I fetched her panties from the floor and handed them to her. The last thing I wanted to do was cover up that pussy. If I had my way, I’d have her in bed like this all the time. Not for me to fuck, but legs parted, wet and ready for me to satisfy. Having her come satisfied my wolf. And me.
She glanced away as she worked her panties up her legs. “Is this, uh, a service you offer to all your female customers?”
I frowned. What was she talking about? “No, ma’am.”
“Nevermind,” she said quickly, reaching for her bra and sliding it on. “I shouldn’t have gone there. It doesn’t matter.”
“I don’t,” I insisted, the itchy sense that it did matter—very much—taking me by the nose. I wasn’t a virgin either, but it bothered me that she thought she was just one of many. She was it. The only. “This was a first for me.” Dammit, that didn’t come out sounding right, either.
The niggling sense that I was screwing things up got stronger.
Fuck! I should’ve paid more attention to my brother and the other guys who’d mated humans. Remembered the things they’d said. Human women viewed relationships differently than we did.
She pulled her tank top on and hopped off the bed to her feet. “Well, I’m looking forward to the next time,” she said lightly, but for some reason, it sounded forced. As if she hadn’t just screamed my name… twice.
Fates, I had no fucking idea what went on in a human female’s head!
“When that pussy aches for more, you let me know,” I said. I handed her shorts to her, then pulled on my t-shirt. “Did you work up an appetite?” I’d already had my meal.
I didn’t know why feeding her seemed so goddamn important, but my wolf wanted to see to her needs. Prove I could provide for her. Protect her. Satisfy her.
“I’m starving,” she affirmed.
I looked around the bedroom. “No more spiders to kill? You need anything else from me up here? I mean for now—I’ll be back to see to that greedy pussy again, don’t you worry none.” I tossed her a wink, even though things didn’t seem quite as light as they should.
She smiled in return although a pretty blush spread across her cheeks as if she were embarrassed about how she’d behaved.
As if. She’d been hot as fuck.
She shook her head. “You’re pretty smooth, cowboy.”
Smooth? I didn’t want to be smooth. I wanted to be sincere. I also wanted her to know that I’d take care of her. In all ways.
I was going to have to make it a little clearer what my intentions were here.
“Now, I’m hungry,” she said, her hips swaying as she walked out the bedroom door. “Thanks for bringing food.”
I followed her down the stairs, keeping my gaze glued to her that pretty little ass of hers. The one she’d just let me spank pink. She’d be thinking of me every time she sat down.
That little reminder made my wolf’s chest puff up again.
We both washed up and sat down at the rickety table in her kitchen to eat.