Page 49 of Wild Wild Wolf

As I strip off my suit, he does the same, and we meet between the sheets. Ever since the day-spa incident, our loving has been more intense.

I guess almost dying made us realize how precious every moment should be. “I love you so much.”

Turning his head, his beard caresses my cheeks. “Love you, too.”

Soon, I’m lost in his embrace. All thoughts vanish except for how much I need to be one with him.

When his cock hardens, he lifts a leg and straddles me. Squatting on his heels, he kneads my breasts. As he pinches and pulls, our eyes connect, sending pools of hot liquid between my legs.

“My God, you’re beautiful.” His hand on my knees, he throws my legs over his shoulders.

“Axel. Oh, God.” My senses reach new heights when he kisses my most intimate spot. His tongue plays me until I clutch the sheets. My clit flower buds, and as I’m about to release, he pauses.

Hissing, I let go of a lungful of air and open my eyes. “Why did you stop?”

“I wanted to see you when you come.” His steely gray eyes have never been more beautiful. There’s a vulnerability right under the surface which takes my breath away. He’s an alpha, but he’s also my caring mate, the man I promised to spend my whole life with.

As I fall further in love, he sinks between my thighs. The tip of his tongue teases me higher, and I gasp on the knife’s edge of bliss.

I’m about to blast off when he lowers my heels to the mattress, flips me onto my hands and knees, and thrusts until bone meets bone. My whole body shakes as I push my ass back. His arm reaches around my waist, then finds my sensitive nub.

Holy crap, heaven explodes all around me. I shudder as he drives. A man with a mission, he moves faster, bringing me higher. I can’t believe it when a second orgasm hits with such force that they probably hear my scream back at the pool.

He flips me onto my back. When his pistons turn to jackhammering, I lock my ankles behind his back and dig my nails into his bulging biceps. The moment I tighten my thigh muscles, a groan erupts deep within his chest.

“Agghh!” He stiffens, swells, and releases deep inside me.

Once the aftershocks end, he tickles my eyelids with his tongue. “We should go back. There’s probably a line outside the door.”

I know he’s kidding, but I am so sated, I wouldn’t mind if the queue went on for miles. “Yup. Coming.”

Much later, the sun grows into a giant orange ball. As its last rays lower, we say our goodbyes and return to our hotel. Abbie, asleep in my husband’s arms, snuggles as we wait for the valet to retrieve our car. A happy Bear trots behind us.

Counting my blessings, I wrap an arm around Axel’s waist. “I still can’t believe the world remains blissfully unaware of how close we came to Armageddon.”

“If you had to do it all over again, would you?” With the sky growing pink overhead, I take a deep breath and use the time to consider my answer carefully.

The End