chest and arm. "Wolves," she said softly.
"Yeah, us." I glanced over. "And I left room for our mate and pups."
Her hand stilled. "Really?"
So I touched the spot just beneath my collarbones. "That was what helped me get through it. I went from knowing nothing to being so sick, and they passed the time until the full moon by telling me about how we live. The idea of friends who'd never leave, and a woman that I was meant to protect. To fight for. That she would be mine in a way that no girlfriend ever could, but also theirs. No shame. No lines. Just honest acceptance without a society to shame us for it."
"I like that," she breathed.
"I'm not a good dad," I told her.
She shook her head. "You're great with Gabby. Understanding in a way that she needs."
"I've never been allowed to have a real relationship. I had to dump my one and only serious girlfriend when I turned. No contact, you know? We can call, but we can't really, um, expect them to understand." My eyes shifted to her lips. "Until you."
She almost smiled. "So we're messing this up together, huh?"
"Oh yeah." And I kissed her again. I couldn't help myself. I also couldn't stop.
Her legs hooked around mine and she pulled me closer. The next time my tongue swept through her mouth, I ground against her, feeling nothing but skin on the other side of my jeans - and she moaned. This time, she didn't try to hold back the sound. I pressed into her core again, but pulled away, dropping my mouth to her beautiful, full breasts.
I sucked at one and fondled the other, loving the way she arched into me. Elena wasn't like the girls I'd fucked. She wasn't ashamed of what she liked, and every squirm of her body taught me how to please her. I sucked harder, flicking my tongue over the pebbled nipple, then pinched the other. That made her gasp, but in a good way. Evidently my woman wasn't afraid of being a little rowdy.
But I couldn't take much more of this. My cock was aching, and if she kept writhing like this, I might even blow my load in my underwear. For a moment I thought about going down on her, then decided not to. She would love it, but I had to feel her again. I wanted her too bad to wait, and she was more than ready.
So I leaned back and flipped her over, ass up. When I backed off the side of the bed, she untangled her legs, but I was working on getting rid of these jeans. Her eyes dropped to my crotch, so I pushed not just the pants, but the underwear down with them. Her tongue quickly darted over her lips, proving she liked what she saw.
"You sure?" I asked as I reached for the drawer beside my bed, pulling out a condom.
She watched as I opened it, nodding her head slowly. "Very."
First, I rolled it down, then I grabbed a bottle of lube. A dollop in my palm, and I stroked it on, making sure the condom was slick enough and wouldn't budge. I might be almost delirious with the need to be inside her, but this was my woman now. I needed her to be comfortable. I would not risk her in any way. Not even if it meant I could keep her forever. She deserved more than that.
Then I crawled up behind her, my knees landing outside her thighs. Sliding a hand up her back, I leaned in until my mouth was beside her ear. First, I kissed, lining myself up by feel. When she tilted her hips, helping guide me, it was hot enough to make me groan.
"You are amazing," I breathed. "So fucking beautiful."
Then I thrust, burying myself inside her. Elena's back arched, pressing her shoulders against my chest, and I felt her walls clamp down around me. For a moment, I didn't move, giving her the chance to relax, and then I began to rock. Her lips fell open, her eyes slipped closed, and she rolled her hips with me, driving me even deeper.
Her walls felt like slick velvet. Her body was so hot around me. The whimpers she made each time I slid into her drove me to move just a little faster, but I couldn't take my eyes away from her face pressed against the bed. This beautiful woman. This brilliant woman. This completely phenomenal creature