Change For Me (Werewolf Romance) (The Alpha's Kiss) (25 page)

As our bodies moved together, he breathed into me, and I exhaled for the two of us. I clutched my hands hard on his smooth, muscular back, and dug in with my nails that got him to hiss. “So... so good,” I moaned. “You make me feel... perfect.”

Faster, faster, to match the beating of our hearts, he moved in me, out and back in. Sucking hard on my neck, milking the pleasure from my lips, and then kissing it away when I reached for him, Damon made my whole being ache.

“Deeper, beautiful, push it deeper,” I moaned, whispering barely louder than the wind. “Fill me up.”

I tilted my hips to allow him as far as he could go, but he stopped cold.

“What?” I asked. “Is something wrong?”

He smiled. “Absolutely nothing,” he said. “I just want to... well...” He pulled away from me, leaving a void where he’d been. “Come here.”

On my hands and knees, I looked back and grinned. “Is this what you want?”

“Beautiful,” he moaned, pushing all the way into me with one slow, teasing, gentle motion. He shuddered as his heat tickled my sex, and then pulled away, groaning as he did.

“Faster,” I moaned, “I can’t... I can’t hold on, you’re so deep. Take me, Damon, make me yours right here, under this big, wonderful moon.”

His muscles went taut at exactly the moment mine did. I felt his heartbeat inside me as he filled me further with every motion he made. Every tiny movement made me shake, every breath brought me closer to the edge.

Damon’s powerful arm cradled my belly, his fingers danced across my clit. “I can’t... I can’t... Damon, you’re making me... mmm... I...”

“Let go,” he whispered, sucking my ear and massaging my aching nipple. “Let go... with me. Together,” he said. “Always together.”

As he drove deep, my world went white and waves radiated from the deepest part of my center, spreading goosebumps as they went.

He stiffened, and I felt him release as my whole body went rigid, holding him, clenching him. Damon swelled in me, locking us together as the both of us held our breath, and let our ecstasy melt us together.

In that moment, with our bodies locked, inseparable, I was not afraid of the future, or of Devin, or of anything else. It was all as it was supposed to be.

Damon fell to one side, breathing hard, with sweat running down his neck.

“All that matters is that we’re together,” I whispered, completing my own thought out loud.

He kissed my neck, and turned me to face him. “No matter what,” he said. “No matter what comes next. All that matters is that it’s you and me, here... now.”

I stared straight into his eyes, intertwining my fingers with his. “Promise?”

“I promise,” he said.

I curled up, with my head on his chest, and closed my eyes, feeling the thump-thump of his heart calm.

“That’s...” I kissed him again, and closed my eyes, safe against my Damon’s chest. “All I needed to hear.”

*

“W
ho’s that?” Damon slid my phone across the table. “Some number from New York?”

I grabbed the phone. “Hush! My story came out yesterday. I figured Jolie was going to call, but I didn’t think it’d be this quick.” I stood up and moved to the door, looking at Grandpa Joe rooting around with a cactus as I stepped outside.

“Hello?”

“There she is!” Jolie was practically bubbling. “Did you see it?”

I grinned. “Yeah, it looks great,” I just don’t know how people are going to take it. I mean, it
is
a pretty wild story.”

“Well, Miss Kyle, that’s one thing you don’t need to worry about. Weirdest thing happened.” She took a deep breath and sighed. “It was a pretty normal sales day. But then, the letters started up... emails, tweets, are you sitting down?”

“No,” I said, “should I be?”

“I think you might. And, Lily, if you could put me on speaker or something... is Damon around? He
is
real, right?”

I snorted a laugh. “Yeah, of course. I’m not inventive enough to make all that up.  He’s inside, just a sec. Let me go in there.”

From where he sat, Damon looked up, charming me with those impossibly gorgeous eyes. “What’s up?”

I shrugged, sat down and put the phone on the table, putting it to speaker. “All right, we’re here.”

“Damon?” Jolie said.

“Yes ma’am? Hello?”

“I’ve got some pretty incredible news for you two. I hope you’re ready.”

He shot me a glance and cocked an eyebrow. “Uh, sure, of course. What is it?”

“Go ahead, we’re listening,” I chimed in. I shrugged at Damon, who continued to stare at me with a giant question mark on his face.

“What would you say if I told you that you were going to get two letters in the mail?”

“Uh,” I paused. “Paycheck?”

“I knew I liked you,” she said. “But no, two
besides
that. One from
Atlantic Quarterly
, who wants you to expand this thing to ten-thousand words, and one from my friend Greg. He’s an agent and wants to sell this thing as a book.”

My jaw hit the floor. Two thousand words. A nothing story, just me telling the truth. They wanted a
book
?

“I can tell you are having the reaction I thought you would. Enjoy it you two. Just maybe send me an idea every now and then? I’d love to have you on staff permanently if possible. You could even work from Arizona if you wanted, but we can hash out the details later.”

Standing up, I pushed the chair back across the floor and let out a silent scream. Damon stood up, grinning from ear to ear, and wrapped his arms around me.

“Hello?” Jolie said. “You there?”

“Yes I’m sorry,” I said all at once. “That’s incredible! Thank you so much! So, so, so much!”

“It was nothing. After all, you did all the work. Enjoy it. I’ll talk to you soon?”

I nodded like she could see. “Of... of course, yeah, of course. Talk to you soon.”

The line went dead, and a kiss warmed me from the lips to the tips of my fingers.

“I knew you could do it,” he said. “I’m so proud of you.”

“You're proud of
me
? It seems like kind of a minor thing, recording a story and sending it off, after what you went through. It was your story.”

He kissed my head along the part of my hair. “I wasn’t alone,” he said softly. “You told
our
story. And now you’re going to tell more of it.”

“Are you sure?” I looked up into his eyes. “Is it okay for me to write this? Won’t it put you in danger?”

“Lily,” he took a deep breath, smiling. “I thought these were just crazy stories your grandpa told you. Who would ever believe old grandpa stories?”

Relaxing my head on his chest, I breathed him in, letting his scent fill me. “What if I screw it up? What if it... I don’t even know, I’m just rambling.”

“No more fear,” he said. “I’ve got you and you have me. You’re gonna do great.”

“Okay, you’re right,” I smiled up at him. “What then? What do we do after that?”

He pursed his lips and moved his head from side to side. “We’ll figure it out. But right now, I think we should do exactly what your friend said there. Come on.”

Grabbing my hand, Damon led me outside, past Grandpa Joe and to the new motorcycle he finished building about a week before. With a sly grin, he tossed me a helmet. “Hop on,” he said.

“Where are we going? Not many celebration sorts of places in Fort Branch.”

“I know one.”

“Yeah?” I threw my leg over the back of the seat, hugging close behind him.

“One of those absolutely disgusting garlic, corned beef, horseradish and rye sandwiches sound good?”

I laughed maybe harder than I ever had. “Yeah, okay,” I said. “Take me to heaven.”

“Funny way to put it.” He kicked the throttle.

As we sped along Fort Branch’s one major thoroughfare, I stared at the beginning of a setting sun through my helmet’s dark shade. There was so much to do, so much to prepare for what Poko called a ‘reunion of the clan’ to anoint the new alpha. And now, I had a book to write, and another article to write, neither of which existed ten minutes before.

But right then, the most important thing was right in front of me.

I hugged Damon tight, glad I found him, glad he found me, again.

For someone who craves routines, it sure didn’t take me long to adjust to this change.

Maybe that’s how you know when something finally goes right
.

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The End

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