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“You don’t understand.” I part my lips to lay into him yet again, apparently I’ve completely lost my mind and my filter. Stupid. I’m still being stupid. He gently places a large finger across my lips and gives me a pleading look to listen to him. When I narrow my eyes the look turns into a warning. I pull away from him and stare at the dirt before deciding to hear him out. He waits to speak until I look at him.
His hand cups my chin and his thumb rubs along my bottom lip. I almost pull away, but it’s so comforting I can’t. “I can’t speak to you in wolf form. I’m very sorry I didn’t take a moment to talk to you when I could. We needed to travel quickly, and I wanted to keep you warm at night, that’s why I stayed wolf. As for fighting over you…” He looks into the trees behind me, back the way we came, before staring into my eyes again. I nearly turn to see if Luke is behind me, but his hand keeps me facing him.
“I’m not ashamed to say I fought for you.” His piercing eyes reflect his honesty. “And I’d do it again if I had to.” I shake my head and try to free myself from his hold. He doesn’t let me go though. “I won’t deny it and I won’t lie to you. I am sorry I hurt you though. That wasn’t my intention.” His sweet words tempt me to melt into him, but I hold on to the last bit of dignity I have.
“I’m not a fuck toy. I refuse to be demeaned like that.”
Owen’s hard words make me flinch. “You are not a fuck toy! You will not talk about yourself like that ever again. Do you hear me?” My shoulders collapse and fear cripples me. I whimper and nod my head as my shoulders hunch in.
“And you are not leaving. You. Are. Our. Mate.” He growls the words and at first, fear is all I register. But as the words sink in, I feel my shoulders open and my fear lifts. A warmth settles in my chest as I look into Owen’s silver gaze. The anger on his face dissipates as he sees my expression.
“Mate?”
He nods his head as his forehead pinches. “Yes.” His hand gently pushes my hair behind my ear, and he strokes my cheek with his thumb. “You’re our mate. Do you know what that means?”
A small smile graces my lips as I shake my head. I have an idea and if it’s anything like I’ve fantasized… I need to hear him say it. My heart flutters in my chest with need, but my breathing stills, waiting to hear the words.
“It means you’re ours forever, you are the one fate chose for us.” A weight lifts off my body and I breathe in an easy breath. A blush heats my cheeks as my smile widens without my consent.
“You like that, don’t you?”
Is this real? I nod and whisper my response. “I do.”
All I keep thinking is that this cannot be real.
I brush my hand along his dark stubble and love the prickly feel. I was right. Werewolves have mates. And I’m his. My eyes widen as I realize he said our. “Both of yours?” I blink several times waiting for him to respond.
“Yes.” His word is clipped, and I can tell he’s holding something back. “So long as you’ll have us, we’re both yours.” The way he says it makes me heat with desire. His nostrils flare and he licks his lips.
He groans out, “You need me, sweetness.” The sheer heat in his gaze makes my thighs clench with a need I’ve never known before. I nod, not trusting my voice, and the second I do, his lips are on mine. That lust-filled haze comes again and I mindlessly wonder if that’s what he meant by pull. This all-consuming desire.
His tongue slips past my lips and explores my mouth. He suckles my upper lip, teasing it and making me moan. His hands find my waist and lifts me into his chest as he lays me down on the ground. I moan into his mouth. Wanting more, needing more. My legs part for him and there’s not an ounce of shame—only want. I feel his fingers on my clit and gasp at the sheer intensity of the pleasure it gives me. My back bows off the ground as he slips his finger into me, curling it and hitting my g-spot. I whimper as his finger leaves me, but he only adds a second and goes right back to finger fucking me and making my body heat and numb with my impending orgasm.
Yes! Fuck, yes. I moan loudly into the air, but he takes my mouth with his, smothering the noise. He shifts on top of me with one hand planted on the ground by my head, allowing his body to cage me in. The other leaves my heat, but before I think of protesting, he’s lining the head of his cock at my opening. My body tenses, on edge and waiting for release.
He doesn’t thrust into me like Luke did. He’s not aggressive at all. Instead he moves slowly, his girth stretching my walls. I writhe under him as he stills deep inside me. The slight pain only adds to the intense pleasure. My body craves more while also demanding I move away. My head shakes on the ground as he moves slowly in and out of my aching warmth. Each thrust is slow and careful. Bringing me to the edge, but not taking me over. I bite my lip and stare at his face, the epitome of rapture. His eyes are closed and his lips part as he continues his slow assault. Pulling nearly all the way out and then burying himself to the hilt.
“More,” I beg, pushing my hips to meet his. My clit throbs for attention and my nails dig in the dirt, trying to just hold on. “Please.” I don’t give a fuck that I’m begging. My breath comes in heavy pants. “Faster.”
Owen’s eyes glow as he looks down at me and shakes his head. “No.” I part my lips to protest just as he pushes into me again, and instead of words, a strangled moan vibrates past my lips. So close, but so far away. My head thrashes on the ground as he continues his pace, pushing the limit of my pleasure to an intensity I’ve never experienced. My back arches and my hand instinctively flies to my clit. Needing that pressure to bring me over. Just a small touch would do.
His hand grabs my wrist and pins it above my head. “Don’t you fucking dare.” He growls his words, and the sound of his rugged voice only heightens my pleasure. I scream and beg for him to give me what I need. “You will get what I give you, when I give it to you.” Fuck, his words send another wave of arousal to soak where we meet. He groans and clenches his teeth but doesn’t increase his pace.
Both of them, both my mates, are aggressive and hard, but each in their own way. Luke gave me every pleasure without reservation, Owen is holding back. I need more. I crave more. His hand slides down my body as he kisses me with passion and raw heat.
I murmur a plea into his mouth as he kisses me. His lips leave mine, and I part my eyes to find him watching me intently. “You ready to come for me, sweetness?”
Without warning he slams into me and circles his thumb on my clit. His motions are nearly violent as my body bucks beneath him. A blinding light flashes before my eyes as he pounds into me mercilessly. My body tenses and trembles, frozen yet heated with the stunning pleasure. My lips open but nothing comes out. My pussy clamps down on his dick and my release tears through me viciously. My body shakes. As I stare blindly ahead, I make out Luke in the trees. I’m paralyzed with pleasure and unable to truly recognize what’s happening. And then I realize I’ve been screaming. A cold wave washes through me as my body numbs and spasms. Although I’m staring at Luke, I cry out Owen’s name.
EMMA
After a moment of steady breathing my body calms; Owen’s hands are roaming over my body as are his lips. The light touches make my body shudder and spasm with aftershocks. I push against his shoulders in an attempt to make him stop. It’s too much.
I can feel his smile as he chuckles into my stomach. “Greedy girl, aren’t you?” I look down my body at him and watch as he kisses his way farther down my stomach.
“No, no!” I shake my head as I realize his intent. “I didn’t mean that. I can’t.” His low, rough chuckle tickles my belly.
“You could.” He teases me and licks his lips. The sight sends a wave of desire through me and as I instinctively clench, I wince from the slight pain. I’m so sore. He sees my reaction and climbs up my body, kissing the tender spot in the crook of my neck. A shiver of pleasure runs through my body as he rolls me into him. I cuddle into his chest, rubbing my cheek against his hard chest. I close my eyes, savoring this moment. This is what I thought it would be like when I lost my virginity. My eyes open remembering Luke. I twist in Owen’s arms and look through the trees, searching for him.
