Wolf Tracks - Bianca D'Arc Page 0,49

of him would fit. Somehow, he made it work, sliding in by slow degrees, letting her get used to the feel of him before adding more.

Sweet merciful heaven! That felt good.

When he was fully seated, he paused, meeting her gaze and waiting. What in the world was he waiting for? She almost wanted to scream, but the moment was too perfect—too beautiful—to mar with angry sounds.

“You okay?” he asked, and her heart melted at the gentle concern mixing with the swirling fire of desire in his gaze.

“Better than okay,” she promised him.

He growled low in his throat. A sound of approval from his inner wolf. Then, he started to move.

To say his style was wild and free would be an understatement, but there was also the cunning strategy of the predator in the way he played her body, fast then slow, then fast again. He made her cry out numerous times as completion neared, then he would back off, milking it for all it was worth, drawing out the sensations to drive them both close to insanity.

He nipped at her ear. He even bit her shoulder, but it didn’t hurt. It felt sexy…and daring. When he had played with her long enough, he finally allowed her to crash over the edge into a swirling mass of pleasure so deep, it had no beginning and no end. It was all pleasure. All ecstasy. All bliss.

He followed where she led and joined her in orgasm a moment later. It was at that point that reality came crashing back. He hadn’t worn a condom. Helen had never made love without protection, but she had learned from Kiki that shifters didn’t carry human diseases and they weren’t exactly fertile unless they were with their destined mate.

She wasn’t sure how that made her feel. On the one hand, she wasn’t sure she was ready to be a mother, though she’d always assumed children would be in her future at some point. On the other, she really liked Jim. Heck, she was well on the way to falling in love with him. She wanted more than just one night with him. She was thinking relationship, at the very least, if that’s what he wanted, too.

But did she want to be his mate? How would she know if they were truly destined to be together for the rest of their lives? Was that something only the shifters knew? Or did their human mates feel it, too? Helen hadn’t gotten to ask her sister about that one. At this point, she was almost afraid of the answer.

Helen talked herself down from the ledge. She was getting ahead of herself, as usual. They’d made love only once. Whether or not there would be a repeat was still very much up in the air. As for the lack of a condom, it only really mattered if he was her mate. Since he hadn’t said anything to that effect yet, she would assume it was either too early to tell or she wasn’t his mate. In which case, it was highly unlikely that what they’d just done would result in pregnancy.

For just a moment, she let herself fantasize about the possibility that they were fated mates and she would get pregnant with his baby. What would it be like? A little girl who could turn into an adorable wolf pup? Or a little boy just like his papa? Either one made her heart fill with joy.

Jim lifted off of her and rolled to his side, but he didn’t move away. No, he tucked her up close to him at his side. Like he wanted the closeness after the ecstasy as much as she did. They weren’t cuddling, exactly, but it sure felt good to her touch-starved senses.

Helen didn’t often touch other people because it always caused her gift to go into action if there was the least little thing wrong. Even a hangnail wasn’t too little to set off her gift, but with Jim, it was different. His own metabolism was so high that most of the daily little hurts that affected everyone just disappeared on their own due to his innate magic and the ramped up self-healing abilities of his shifter nature.

Her gift didn’t fire, and she wasn’t drained. On the contrary, touching Jim, being with Jim, especially making love with Jim seemed to fortify her on a cellular level. She felt invigorated. Replenished. At peace and full of life at the same time. It was a heady feeling that