Scent of a Wolf's Mate (14 page)

Serena, stay back! Please!

She hesitated, knowing that her injury would
prevent her from doing much to help and that her presence would
distract Connor. Their gazes met for a second before he pinned
Clive to the ground and savaged him. Clive’s shrieking cries told
her that Connor was ending it.

She couldn’t stomach watching it and turned
away. In the distance, she could hear the sound of approaching
sirens.

She sank to the ground, changing back into
human form on the way down.

“We’re a mess, aren’t we?” Connor said,
joining Serena in the bathroom. They were both naked, standing in
front of the mirror, examining the bites, bruises and scratches
marring their bodies. He came up behind her and moved her hair
aside to kiss her shoulder. “Everyone is gone now. We can take a
shower.”

Serena watched his mouth move over the wound
on her shoulder with tenderness. A lump formed in her throat. A
torrent of emotions were winding their way through her body, too
many to understand or deal with. She did know one thing though,
she’d fallen in love with Connor Savage.

She turned to face him, running her gaze over
his body. He looked far worse than she did, yet his wounds didn’t
seem to bother him very much. She ran her hands over his shoulders,
which seemed to have taken the brunt of his fight with Clive, and
leaned forward to kiss his bruised and bleeding flesh.

“God, I was so frightened when I saw the two
of them take you down.” Serena kissed him between each word. “Then,
before I knew it I’d changed into a wolf.” She smiled, looking up
to meet his eyes.

“Your wolf was magnificent and beautiful, she
wanted to fight alongside her mate. There are several emotions that
can bring on the change without our conscious permission, anger and
lust are at the top of the list. If the change hadn’t happened
earlier, it would have tonight while we were fucking. That’s what I
meant earlier when I said we’d talk about tonight. It was time.” He
kissed the tip of her nose. “So, how did it feel?”

Serena thought about it for a moment. She
honestly couldn’t remember. “I was so frightened for you that I
didn’t pay any attention.”

He laughed. “The next time will be more
momentous, I promise. Later tonight we’ll run in the mountains with
the pack. We’ll slip away and mate in wolf form.”

Serena lifted on tiptoes to reach his lips.
“I’m going to hold you to that.” She kissed Connor softly,
trembling with emotion at how close they’d come to losing one
another and at what cost. “I’m so sorry about Clive–”

Connor put a finger against her lips. “Shh,
not another word about Clive, he made his bed. There was no love
lost between us. The sheriff will be able to follow the blood trail
and the scent of the other man and bring him to justice for his
part.” There was amusement swimming in his eyes when he added, “You
were ferocious for a little wolf.”

He reached in and turned on the shower.
“Let’s get that shower, put some antiseptic on our wounds, and then
I think rest is in order. Sound good?”

Serena nodded, letting Connor take control.
When they were done with his suggestions they shared a glass of
sherry, and then he was covering them with a cool sheet. Without
being told, she turned onto her side, welcoming his body behind her
when he spooned her. In spite of his hard-on and his hand cupping
her breast, he made no other moves.

She closed her eyes, praying for peace.

****

A couple of hours later Serena roused. She
hadn’t lain down with the intention of going to sleep, but the
warmth and protection of Connor’s strong arms had been too
comfortable. She moved onto her back, glancing out the window at
the velvet blanket of stars cloaking the sky.

Connor was gone, but she could hear his voice
coming from the other room. It sounded like he was on the phone
with someone. Serena missed his closeness. Had it only been a few
days? She felt as if she’d known him for a long time, yet there was
still more that she wanted to know.

Is it possible to love someone after only
knowing him for a few days? Romeo and Juliet came to mind, and
Serena found herself smiling. Whether she did or not, she was there
and she planned to stay.

Leaving the bed, she grabbed the sheet,
wrapped it around her body, and went into the other room. Something
smelled good, and it dawned on her that Connor must have put
something in the oven.

When Connor noticed she’d walked into the
room he motioned her over to him. Serena joined him in the
oversized chair, sitting on his lap and placing her head upon his
shoulder. She could hear the voice on the other end of the line but
couldn’t make out if it was a man or a woman. Connor just listened
patiently, slipping his arm around her. Finally, he said goodbye
and hung up.

Serena glanced up at him.

“How do you feel?” he asked.

“Surprisingly good. I was sore all over when
I went to bed.”

He nodded in understanding. “Wolves heal
exceedingly fast,” he explained, smiling. “Another perk of being a
werewolf.”

Serena’s eyes grew round, and she ran her
gaze over his naked upper torso, confirming for herself that he
spoke the truth. Her hand went up to explore where she’d been
bitten. The wound was closing up.
Amazing!

“Who was that on the phone?”

“The sheriff. He caught the other guy just as
he was about to cross the line into his own territory. The elders
will deal with him according to our laws.”

Serena shivered, deciding that she didn’t
want to know what his fate would be. Relaxing her head against
Connor again, she brought her hand up to rest it on his chest. He
was so warm, and she could feel his heartbeat beneath her palm.

“I’ve also spoken to Mother.” He moved his
lower body as if he were uncomfortable. “She knows what
happened.”

Oh, God.
“I feel so bad for her.”

“It will take time, but she’s a strong woman.
Maybe now she’ll remember that she has three other sons.”

Before long Serena began caressing Connor’s
chest and abdomen, marveling at the tight skin pulled over his
defined muscles. Moaning with contentment, she nuzzled her nose
against the side of his neck, taking in his manly scent, then lost
herself in the moment by running her mouth over his skin. All at
once, she wanted to devour him.

Connor drew in a harsh breath.

“I wanted to give you time,” he said in a
husky tone, lifting his hips. “But if you keep this up–” He
shuddered when Serena reached down between them and took hold of
his cock. It was hot and hard. “Fuck, Serena!”

“I don’t need any time, Connor. You’re
everything I’ve ever wanted.” She ran her hand along the length of
his erection. “You’ve given me so much.” I need you! I want
you!

Their mouths clashed together as they gave in
to the urge to consume one another in a steamy kiss. Serena opened
her mouth so their tongues could taste and explore the heated
dampness inside. Hands explored, body’s arched sensuously in an old
dance, as they wound each other up to wild and mindless
heights.

Connor pulled Serena’s sheet down and took
her aching breasts into his large hands. He caressed and squeezed
them, pinching her nipples into tight little bullets. She arched
hungrily into him, wanting so much more, encouraging him to do
whatever he wanted. Her sex was throbbing with arousal, with the
need to have his cock inside.

Her hand continued to pump his shaft, using
the warm pre-cum from the slit as a lubricant. God, she could smell
the intoxicating scent of his sex. In a frenzy of wanton lust,
Serena leaned forward and tongued his nipples, biting down on one
as hard as she dared.

“Aaaaggghhh!” Connor grunted, pulling her
head back by the hair. Her throat was arched, their passionate,
glazed eyes met, their expressions intense with desire. Then he
brought his mouth down upon the side of her neck and began to kiss
and bite his way down her exposed body.

Serena cried out with pleasure when he
reached her breasts. He seemed content to keep his mouth there,
while his hand continued down her body. She sucked in her breath
when teasing fingers wiggled beneath the sheet to her mound.
Without warning, Connor dipped a finger inside her cunt.

“Oh!” She began to move her hips back and
forth.

“Fuck, Serena! Just the way I like to find
your lovely pussy. Hot and wet.”

“You do this to me, Connor,” she said with
choppy breaths. “I’m burning up for you!” It wasn’t a lie. All of a
sudden, Serena felt like she was on fire.

Before she knew what he was doing the sheet
was pulled completely away, and Connor grabbed her thighs. With the
speed and the ease of a strong man, he gave a sharp jerk, and
Serena was pulled up his body. She instinctively grabbed the sides
of the chair when she found herself positioned with her legs up and
over his shoulders and the back of the chair, and her pussy beneath
his chin.

She glanced up long enough to see Connor’s
sexy grin before he leaned forward and buried his tongue all the
way into her sex. His throbbing cock was under her, and she
groaned, moaned, and whimpered, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the
tongue action.

He gave her no mercy, stabbing his tongue in
and out in rapid succession. Serena thought that she was going to
die and go to heaven, and she didn’t care. Connor left no part of
her untouched, determined to give her extreme pleasure. She didn’t
even try to contain her sounds of gratification and when her orgasm
hit, she was sure her groans of release carried beyond the
cabin.

“Oh, God! Oh, God!” Serena chanted, riding
out the long explosion that escaped her. She slumped against Connor
with exhaustion.

“Oh, no, my little mate.” He easily
rearranged Serena, lifting her to bring her down upon his cock. At
the same time, he thrust his hips up so that he was buried to the
hilt. Her eyes opened wide.

He smiled that damned sexy smile and she was
lost. “You feel so good inside of me, Connor.” Serena breathed
against his wet mouth. She could smell and taste her release on his
lips, and it only added fuel to her desire to pleasure him. “I love
your big cock.”

“You’ve come a long way, little red riding
hood,” he responded, thrusting in and out of her. “A long way from
the virgin mate I brought into my home a few days ago.

“I’m not afraid of the big, bad wolf
anymore.” Serena realized that what she was saying was true.

The werewolves of myths and tales told to
frighten children were only half-true. They existed, but they
weren’t the monsters depicted in books. They didn’t eat their
grandmothers.

Connor began to pound into her, picking up
speed. His eyes were closed and his hands were on her breasts.
There was no denying the passion on his taut features. His jaw
clenched, his nostrils were flaring with every breath. Serena
squeezed her muscles, hugging his huge cock, causing him to lose
control.

“Aaaaagghhh!”

Jets of cum splashed inside her, and she felt
his cock knot at the base. She liked that part of their fucking,
when his seed was locked inside her body and she could still feel
his cock working to expel every last drop. The scent of sex
surrounding them was like a hazy cloud of aphrodisiac that wouldn’t
evaporate.

They clung to one another until Connor’s cock
slipped out of Serena’s body. He nudged her gently to her feet, and
then got to his. He picked her up, leaving the sheet on the floor.
Serena didn’t care where he was taking her, as long as he stayed
with her.

“I think a few minutes in the hot tub out
back will do us both good before we eat dinner.”

Hot tub? He has a hot tub?
Then the
word “dinner” reminded Serena of how hungry she was. In fact, she
was ravenous, and not for yogurt or salad, either.

“What do you have in the oven that smells so
good?” She asked as they headed away from the area.

His chuckle should have warned her. “A big,
juicy venison roast.”

A roast! Oh lord…it smelled so good!
She hoped he’d made gravy to go with it.

The End

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