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“Nighty night,” Ashley called out as Malachi slid the electronic key quickly through the lock on his room, then pulled her inside.
His room was across from hers.
It was only a distant thought and it sure as hell didn’t matter. Because he was holding her again, pulling her to him, his lips moving over hers and spilling the taste of pure desire to her senses.
“I warned you.” Isabelle had only a second to understand the words that rasped from his lips before he was pulling the dress from her. “You’re mine now, Isabelle. Mine.”
As he jerked it up her legs, she might have heard a seam split and she really didn’t give a damn because she was all but naked in his arms and he was picking her up and bearing her across the room to the bed.
“You made promises,” she whispered as he laid her back then straightened before her.
“I made promises,” he agreed. “And I promise you, mate, I intend to follow through on every damned one of them. All day. All night. Possibly all fucking week.”
Chapter Five
So many nights I howled into the darkness, incomplete and searching.
Malachi stared down at the woman he knew he’d awaited all his life. The hours he’d spent pulling up every scrap of information he could find on her only confirmed the fact that nature had indeed given him a mate that suited him perfectly.
A small smile shaped her pouty lips, the sensual curve beguiling and filled with promise.
“Are you going to undress, Coyote Man?” she whispered, the husky need in her voice causing the steel-hard length of his cock to throb almost painfully.
Lowering his hands to the belt of his jeans, he would have unbuckled it, but Isabelle chose that moment to move. She lifted herself to her knees, her smaller hands covering his then pushing them aside.
Watching her loosen his belt, her graceful fingers releasing the latch then moving to the metal tabs of his mission pants, nearly broke his control.
His fingers curled as he fought to hold back, to keep from touching her. If he touched her, there was no way in hell he could hold back. He’d take her. He’d have her and there would be no stopping it.
That wasn’t what he wanted for her this first time.
Her first time.
His entire body clenched as she released his pants. Gripping the hem of his black shirt, he stripped it off, tossing it aside as Isabelle pushed the waist of his pants down and released the engorged length of his dick.
Male Coyotes weren’t like felines, who were sexually endowed more along the lines of their human counterparts. Wolves and Coyotes were another story. The width was unusually thick, and when they orgasmed with their mates, two to three inches at the middle point of the shaft would thicken even more, locking them inside their mates.
“Oh. My. God,” she whispered, her fingers trailing down the length, sending pulses of pure electric pleasure shooting straight to his balls.
“It’s okay. I promise,” he muttered roughly, pulling back only long enough to quickly unlace and pull off his boots and pants. Naked, the glands beneath his tongue swollen and aching as the mating hormone filled his mouth, Malachi found himself so desperate for her he could barely stand to breathe.
“I’ll never take it.” She sounded dazed as the scent of her trepidation filled the air with a subtle edge of innocence. But she came back to him, her fingers reaching for him once again, drawn to his hunger as he was to hers.
“All you have to do is want me,” he promised. “That’s all, Isabelle.”
He wasn’t going to explain it, he couldn’t.
He knew what would happen.
His alpha, Del-Rey, had explained it to the pack just after his mating with the coya, Anya.
“Malachi.” She swallowed tightly again, glancing up at him as her silken fingers trailed down it once again. “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.” And that confused her. He could see her confusion, he could feel it.
He wanted nothing more than to ease it. Later. He would ease the confusion and her fears later. Right now, the feel of her touch was too incredible to pull away from.
He reached for her. He cupped the back of her head as her fingers curled around the shaft of his cock. Not all the way, of course, her hand was too small, but enough to hold her steady as her tongue licked experimentally around the crown of his dick.
God, he wanted to fuck her mouth. He wanted to watch those pretty pouty lips enclose the head of his cock as he thrust shallowly in and out.
