PackRescue (17 page)

“Beautiful,” he whispered. “That’s what I’ve been
fantasizing about.” Reaching out, he took hold of her breasts, gave them a
long, slow squeeze and rubbed his thumbs over her nipples. “It feels like I’ve
waited my whole life for you, woman.”

Closing the distance between them, Nath pressed his chest
into the backs of his hands, increasing the pressure on her breasts, and
lowered his mouth to hers. His tongue slid into her mouth slowly, with quiet
intensity, and caressed hers. He moaned quietly when she ran her tongue over
his and put her arms around him, pulling his body tighter into hers. When his
fingers flexed Fina trembled and drove her tongue deep into his mouth.

Nath held his ground against her. He kept his hands on her
breasts, squeezed them sporadically and let Fina use her strength to hold him,
grind her body against his, hang on tight. She stabbed her tongue into his
mouth then tickled his palate, tested the smoothness of his teeth, licked the
sensitive inner rim of his lips.

Growling with pleasure, Nath held himself still for endless
minutes, letting her learn his mouth, telling her how he liked to be kissed by
the intensity of his response, all the while cradling her breasts like they
were the most precious things he’d ever held.

Finally he stepped back, easily overpowering her grip and
silencing her snarl of disapproval with a snarl of his own.

“On the bed. On your hands and knees.” He put more space
between them. “Lift your ass to me, beautiful bitch. Offer me your scent.”
Moving slowly, his eyes all over her, Nath walked to the foot of the bed. He
stood there, legs braced apart, a hand planted on his bare hip, the other
stroking his swelling cock.

She wasn’t self-conscious but she felt awkward as she
climbed onto the bed. Fina was no seductress. She was an immature bitch,
inexperienced. Sure her older sisters had mated and had cubs by her age but
Fina had focused on her studies instead. She’d been influenced more by her
human friends’ biological clocks than her wolf’s. Out here, as a member of this
large, vibrant pack, she was definitely behind the curve.

Nath touched her ankle. “Hey, it’s okay,” he whispered. “You’re
beautiful. Really,
really
beautiful. I love every inch of you. Even that
funky kink in your big toe,” he added earnestly and stroked her foot.

Despite herself, Fina grinned. She’d broken the toe during
her first pack run. It was the first time she’d changed into wolf form and she’d
been a bit…uncoordinated.

“This is all just love play, sweetheart,” Nathaniel pressed.
“Us teasing each other until we’re so hot to fuck we can’t stand it. You up for
that?”

She grinned when she heard her own words spoken back to her.

“Yes,” she answered with only a little hesitancy. “It’s
just…”

“New,” Nath supplied succinctly when her voice faded. “New
is good.” He kissed her calf, the curve of her hip. “New is fun,” he added
playfully and nipped her butt over and over until she giggled and pushed his
face away. He straightened away from her, slapped her backside with enough
force to make her yelp then watched her. Blue eyes blazing, arms crossed over
his chest making his muscles bulge, Nath flashed her a heated smile.

“On your knees,” he repeated in a deep, domineering voice. “Offer
me your scent. Don’t make me ask a second time for what’s mine.”

She trembled once. She couldn’t help it. Then she made
herself stop, took a breath and turned on the bed so her back was to Nathaniel.
Moving slowly because she figured it was seductive, Fina bent forward. When her
palms touched the mattress, she looked back over her shoulder, mimicking a
come-here-big-boy look she’d seen in a movie.

Nath must have liked what he was seeing because he snarled
with approval and gripped his cock harder. She spread her knees a little, then
a little more, and dropped her chest to the bed.

“Yeah. Perfect. Just like that,” he growled, his voice dark
with arousal.

Warm puffs of air moved over her exposed cleft as Nath
breathed her in. He inhaled, snorted, rustling the hairs on her mound, then
inhaled again—slowly, deeply and for so long Fina glanced back at him
worriedly.

He held on to her hips, straightened and let his head fall
to the side. He looked drugged, sated, glutted yet ravenous all at the same
time. Nath’s lips pulled back from his teeth and he grinned ferally as his head
lolled and he dug his fingers into her flesh. Thick waves of damp, dark-brown
hair brushed his shoulders to hang down his back. His cock got longer, thicker
and began to rise until the heavy, purplish head curled back into his belly and
twitched.

Fina’s mouth formed a perfect “O” as she watched.

His body was breathtaking. Muscles in his shoulders and
forearms strained as he gripped her hips. Bulging with strength, his neck moved
slowly from side-to-side. His belly was hard, undulating, and his hips moved to
some enticing rhythm only he could hear.

When he finally lifted his head, his eyes were glazed and he
licked his lips. Bending forward again, Nath passed his nose over her backside.
It tickled the soft curls framing her slit. Sharp huffs of air made her anus
clench, the mouth of her sheath grow wet and the hood covering her clit slip
back and forth as her inner muscles flexed.

“Your pussy wants me.” Nath’s growl was confident and
aroused. “Your muscles are twitching…seducing.” He inhaled again and exhaled
deliberately, letting his breath stir her hair and blow across her wetness. “There.
Such a pretty dance,” he murmured.

Fina wasn’t sure he was aware of what he was saying. The
roughness in his voice and the pull of the muscles in his face told her he was
more wolf than man at that moment.

“Your body’s a tease.” His words washed over her, making her
tremble. “It’s showing me how you’d grip me, how you’d milk me.” His tongue
traced the curve of her nether lips, first one side then the other. Sweat broke
out on Fina’s back. “How it’d fist me, tight, wet, hot and so, so delicious.”
His tongue snaked over her again. This time she gasped and her back arched.

“Hmm. That’s it, pretty little bitch. Let your body show me
how much you want me. How you’d lift yourself to me, offer yourself, find
ecstasy impaled on my prick.”

She bucked when his tongue circled her clit, trailed through
her cream then moved back to her button…a button he was very good at pushing.
Gasping, arching her back, Fina groaned when Nath nuzzled her pussy and began
to tongue her. Her position exposed her clit fully and it felt swollen,
prominent. Up and down, seducing slowly, he licked until she trembled. Then
side-to-side, a quick flick but a gentle one, the tip of his tongue grazing
her. His grip tightened and he pulled her hips back into him, spreading her
even more. Nath seemed to be experimenting. Fina didn’t mind. Up, down, back
and forth. Hard. Gentle. Slow and long.

His thumbs rubbed her outer lips then hooked gently, pulling
back the soft folds…her body’s final defense. With a gasp, Fina felt her slit
open. Cool air touched her wetness then more seeped out of her. When he lapped
it up, Nath growled contentedly.

After that he returned to her clit, rubbed the rough surface
of his tongue over the exposed nub, flicked it after each upstroke. Squirming,
Fina ground her breasts into the bed, fisted the linens, panted. After a time
she closed her eyes, arched back into his mouth and let the pleasure build.

Nath was tireless, practically ruthless as he aroused her.
Now and then he’d drift back, lap up her juices and swallow them with audible
satisfaction. Then he’d return to her clit and lick it even faster.

Her heart beating wildly, Fina felt the first tightening in
her womb. Her sheath clenched, making her button twitch, adding to the building
sensations. Behind her, Nath growled and flicked his tongue hard against her.
His fingers gripped her with punishing strength as his thumbs tugged her
delicate tissues.

Pleasure fisted her belly hard now. She felt wet, swollen, a
wholly erotic being as she squirmed back at him, wanting more, needing more.
Nath’s strength didn’t falter as he met her body’s demands. Now his whole head
and neck moved, adding strength and range to his brutal caresses.

Crying out, bowing her back and lifting her ass as high as
it would go, Fina felt the trembling in her thighs a second before her orgasm
tore through her. Waves of ecstasy radiated from her sex, tightening then
spiraling. Overwhelmed, Fina cried out again, pleaded, spouted nonsense words
for him to stop, to never stop. In a frenzy, his tongue rasped over her until
the exquisite pulses faded and her battered clit became hypersensitive. She
tried to squirm away but Nath held on tight. He gentled his touch, licking her
slowly, tenderly, while she groaned.

When her breathing evened out Nath kissed her—a slow, wet,
open-mouthed kiss that covered her clit and vulva—then straightened slowly. She
squirmed again, this time when she felt the warm, spongy head of his cock slide
through her cream. Needing him inside her, she shifted her hips every time he
passed the mouth of her core.

Nath wouldn’t be rushed. His mate’s cream was smeared over
his chin. His nostrils were full of her scent. On her knees in front of him,
she showed him her sex. Her tissues were engorged with blood following her
release, sensitive, ruby-red and glistening with moisture. Her hips swayed
enticingly, balanced below that narrow, taut waist of hers. Only one thing was
missing. High on Fina’s right shoulder was a mark. It was shiny, pink and
formed the faint outline of two crescent bite marks. Leaning over her, sliding
his hands up her body until his elbows were supporting his weight and he was
gripping her arms, Nath scraped his teeth over her back, high up, above her
left shoulder blade.

“I claim you as my mate, Fina,” he growled and pressed his
teeth into her skin, hard enough to sting but not tear, then paused, giving her
the chance to refuse him.

His heart thudding in his chest, Nath breathed in the scent
of his woman and waited.

“Claim me,” Fina breathed then screamed when Nath’s teeth
tore into her back. Bucking, trembling, she surrendered to his far greater
strength then howled with him when he drove his cock into her. He filled her,
stretched her and buried himself deep and hard while the flesh on Fina’s
shoulder burned and stung from the saliva dripping into her open wound.

She shuddered when he pulled his teeth out of the punctures.
Turning her head to the side, she watched him lick his lips, swallow, then look
down at her with a humbling combination of lust, satisfaction and pride. She
couldn’t see him after he dipped his head to lick her wounds so she laid her
forehead on the bed and wondered what on earth she’d just done.

In the span of a few days, she’d pledged herself—bonded her
body—to two men. She didn’t know if she loved them, didn’t know if she could
love. Didn’t know if she’d stay. She was a cheat, a liar and a fraud. Bonded
females stayed put. That was one of the foundations of their existence, a
biological imperative. She had become an aberration and she hid her face in the
bed linens.

When he’d cleaned the wounds on Fina’s back, sealing the
evidence of his mark inside her body, Nath straightened. His hips began to rock
gently, fucking her in a slow, easy rhythm. One hand held her thigh and the
other curled around her waist, slid over her belly and pressed between her
legs. With a slow, circular motion of his index finger, he began rubbing her
clit.

She might be a cheat but she couldn’t help her response to
Nath’s tender loving. Letting the pleasure overshadow her guilt, Fina rolled
back into him. The pressure on her leg kept her movements small, kept the pace
gentle, let it build gradually. His light touch taught her that not rushing was
far more exquisite than sprinting toward release.

After a time Nath pressed into her as deep as he could and
held himself still. His finger moved over her clit and he used his other hand
to brush her long auburn hair aside so he could look at her. The delicate
muscles on Fina’s back trembled. Against her pale skin his raw mating mark
stood out starkly even though it had already closed. There was nothing frail
about his Fina yet there was a vulnerability in her smallness, the sway of her
slender hips against his muscled loins. Smiling, Nath imagined them a few years
from now, him taking her gently from behind like this, her body swollen and
lush with his unborn cub.

Cubs maybe. He liked kids, always had, and hoped for a big
litter someday. Heaven knew he’d enjoy making them with her.

Fina’s sheath was so wet and hot he didn’t mind how tight
she was. He wouldn’t mind taking her hard and fast, once they were both worked
up for it, but wasn’t sure he should. Her hips and thighs weren’t the only
things small on her. But he was confident that given time and a few more years
to grow fully, Fina’s body would bring him nothing but pleasure. In return, he
was eagerly prepared to pleasure her…starting now.

“Can you lay on your back?” he asked quietly and rubbed his
dark, rough hand over her spine. “How much does your shoulder hurt?”

Fina shifted her arm experimentally. “Not too much.” She
glanced back at him. “You bit me pretty high up.”

With a soft growl, Nath slid his cock out of her, kissed the
back of her neck then backed away, giving her room to roll over. His lust
rising, he watched her body shift and turn. He stroked her calf, her thigh,
trailed his fingers over her hip then threaded his fingers through her damp
thatch. Fina lay back, putting more weight on her left side, and stroked her
breasts. Flashing her a naughty grin as he watched, he caressed her abdomen
then lay on her carefully. When he took hold of his cock, teased the mouth of
her channel with it then pressed into her, Fina let go of her breasts to grab
his ass.