Taze (Rise of the Pride #11) - Theresa Hissong Page 0,72
that was exactly what he wanted to do.
She’d stopped crying for her brother, knowing Malaki had to get help on his own, but she knew it was best to let him go. There wasn’t much she could do for him if he didn’t want to help himself. Taze wanted to give his mate the ultimate gift of his friendship with Malaki, but there was no way that was going to happen overnight.
“Can I draw you a bath?” he asked as he slipped beneath the covers. Every time he touched her, the electric spark of their mating sent a thrill through his body. Taze didn’t think he’d ever get tired of it.
“Yeah, I’d like that,” she murmured, but rolled over toward him. “I have to let him go, don’t I?”
“It’s probably for the best,” Taze replied, kissing her brow. “He will come back.”
“I know,” she said, shaking her head. “He’s always been stubborn.”
Taze agreed, but didn’t say anything else. He didn’t want to spend the first night of their mating in bed worrying about her brother. Malaki would come around, but it was going to take time.
He slipped out of the bed and headed for the bathroom, turning the water on and adjusting the temperature. He’d made sure to install a large, jetted tub for her when he’d designed the cabin. He’d dreamt of this very thing many times over. With the mating, the need to pamper her was ramped up more than he ever imagined.
“Come on,” he urged, holding out his hand. “Let’s take a bath and get some rest.”
Calla yawned as they entered the bathroom, both of them slipping out of their clothes. Taze stepped into the steaming water first and helped her over the edge. They both let out a moan when they sank into the water.
He made slow work of washing her body, paying extra attention to the tense areas of her shoulders as he kissed the mating mark on her neck. “I am the luckiest male in the world.”
“I think I’m the luckiest female in the world,” she hummed as she ran her tiny fingers up and down his legs. She was giving off her mating scent, and his cock couldn’t hide behind his jeans when they were wet and naked in the water.
“You can’t touch me like that, sweetheart,” he warned.
“But I want to.” Taze heard the pout in her voice and smiled as he nipped at the mating mark he’d left on her skin just a few hours ago. It’d healed nicely, but with his saliva, the scar remained.
“I didn’t know a mating was this intense,” he admitted, releasing her when she turned around, kneeling before him.
“I didn’t either, Taze,” she grinned. The smile she gave him was full of trust and love.
There was that word again. She’d come right out in front of her brother and the entire pride and said she loved him. “So, you love me?”
Calla’s cheeks reddened, and she lifted herself from her kneeling position to cup his face. “I do, Taze. I think I have since we started training in that facility all those years ago.”
“I’ve known I loved you for that long, too,” he echoed, cupping her face and pulling her toward his lips. She was breathless by the time they separated. “I will keep my promise to your brother and give you the world.”
“You already have, Taze,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. His cock hardened even more when she pressed her breasts to his chest.
“How about we finish this bath and head back to the bed?” he asked through his extended canines. “I like the way you sit on my lap.”
“Mhmm,” she hummed and kissed him again. He could die in that moment and be a happy male. His mate’s lips were made for him, and he was going to make sure he touched them several times a day for the rest of their lives.
By the time they made it to the bed, he’d let her take the lead, climbing over his body and taking his cock with her tiny hand. She didn’t hesitate and brought it to her body, working her pussy until he was fully seated.
“You do like that,” she stated as she reached up to place one hand on the headboard and the other over his heart. When she swiveled her hips, he dug his fingers into them and rocked her body until she let out a sound that told him she was getting as worked up as him.