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Stroking my fingers down her chest until they are covering her perfect breasts, I bend my fingers into the lace of her bra and then yank. Oh fuck, when the bra falls apart and her breasts jump out at me, I can literally feel my mouth water. She is perfect. I hear her gasp at the destruction of her bra, but I don’t give her time to talk as I lean her against the wall, and then my lips are all over her perfection.
“Hunter.” She groans as my teeth find her hardened nipple. “Yes, oh.” I stroke down her stomach until my right hand is at the waist of her jeans, and I undo the button and pull the zip down. Her hands are on my T-shirt, pulling it up and over my head. Her nails scorch my skin as she scratches my back. Fuck, she’s so perfect. I need to take her now or I swear I will burst. Unhooking her legs from around my waist, I pull them down until she’s standing, and then I lean down and pull her jeans and panties down and off in one swipe.
Her fragrance engulfs me, telling me how much she wants me. I know that if I plunge a finger right now into her hotness, she will be dripping wet. I want to take my time with her, but that will have to be for next time, because right now, all I need to do is make her mine.
I yank at the buttons to my jeans and then toss them aside. When we are both naked, I see her eyes travel over my body, over the tattoos on my right-hand side. Unlike my brothers, I only have my right arm and my chest tattooed. The Wolverine MC emblem is on my chest. Her eyes have dropped to my cock, and I see her eyes widen. I pull her towards me again, and my hands move over her back until they are holding her rounded ass.
“Put your legs around me,” I state as I once again lift her. We both groan in pleasure when my cock rubs against her clit.
“Now, Hunter, please,” she pleads as she buries her head against my neck. She doesn’t have to ask me twice. Lifting her slightly higher, I plunge into her heat; my cock has never been this engorged. I throw my head back and groan at the sensation of her warmth sliding over me. I wanted to take it slow, but that’s not going to happen. It’s going to be a wild ride. My hips move urgently against her, her moans driving me on. I can feel her muscles start to tighten around me. It’s not going to take long, as I can feel myself tensing, my cock lengthening even more. Lowering my head to her shoulder, I bite down just as I feel her muscles spasming, her orgasm prolonging as I make my mark on her, and then I am coming so hard that I feel my legs shaking. It carries on and on, driving us up and up. I can feel her legs shaking with her release.
When finally she has drained every drop out of me, I look down at her shoulder, the bite already bruising, blood still spotting where my teeth broke through the skin. Mine—nothing or no one will be able to take her away from me now.
“What was that?” she asks breathlessly as she turns her head on my shoulder and nuzzles against my neck. My heart feels like a vice is tightening it at the perfection of this moment. I feel a fluttering kiss on my neck before she starts to lower her legs.
“Not yet,” I murmur. There is no way I can slide out of her right now. My cock is too engorged to slide out painlessly. Her head rises, and she smiles at me as she shakes her head.
“We can’t stay like this; Gloria might come back. And how is it possible that you’re ready again?” She tries to pull her legs down again, but I hold her still. Because of the bonding, it is taking longer to return to its normal state. Then she frowns and looks down at her shoulder and gasps. “What the hell, Hunter?”
“You are mine now.” She tries to pull back. This time, she winces. “Shh, be still. It will go away soon.”
“What is going on, Hunter? Why can’t we disengage?” I can hear panic in her voice.
“I will explain. Just relax.” Instead of relaxing, her body tenses even more.
“What do you mean you can explain? You bite me and then we are stuck together like dogs?” She leans back. Even in anger, she’s beautiful. “Oh no, we didn’t use a condom.” I could tell her that I will never use a condom with her, but now I think it would just make her angrier.
“The wolf last night outside your room,” I say, and she frowns before horror covers her face.
“No, no,” she says. “What do you mean the wolf outside my room? Explain to me so I don’t assume crazy things.”
“It was me.”
She gasps. “No, you’re crazy. This is crazy. How can you be that wolf? That’s all fiction.” I know she’s fighting it, but deep down, she knows it’s true. “Hunter, tell me the truth.”
“It’s the truth, Dakota. You are my mate. The minute I drove into town, I could sense you. I wanted to tell you in a different way, but you being in danger changed that. You need to understand. I have to make sure you are safe. The only way I can do that is by you being mine.”
She shakes her head in denial. “You’re crazy. You don’t even know me.”
“You can feel it too. I know you can, and our bond will only grow.”
“Oh, what am I going to do?” she mutters as a tear streaks down her cheek. Her tears has my stomach knotting. I never want to see my woman sad. That she’s crying because of me has me wanting to go out and run until I can’t think any longer. I take her legs and slowly lower them, as my body has now returned to normal.
She immediately scrambles for her clothes. “Dakota,” I call, but she doesn’t stop. “Dakota.” She finally stops as she pulls up her jeans. Taking the steps needed to reach her, I place my hands on her shoulders. “It’s going to be okay; I promise. No one will ever hurt you again, and I will do everything in my power to make you happy.”
“This isn’t happening. What you said just isn’t possible,” she says, but I can see in her eyes that she doubts what she is saying.
“You know what I’m saying is true. You also know that we are meant to be together. This . . .”—I point to my bite on her shoulder—“is my mark. My brothers will respect you and protect you like one of us. I will keep you happy. You won’t need for anything.” She shakes her head in denial as she tries to pull away, but my woman will never pull away from me.
“Stop it,” I growl, which has her instantly stilling, her eyes widening at me.
“Don’t use that tone with me, buster,” she says angrily. “Just because you’re a wolf or whatever. . . what are you, by the way?”
“I’m a man, your man,” I state, which has her huffing.
“My man, indeed. You don’t even know me. And we both know you’re not just a man, so how does it work?”
So now she wants to know. I see her curiosity is stronger than her anger, and she’s got the temper of a she-wolf, perfect to keep the others all in line.
