The Finding (67 page)

Bryan’s eyes
had closed, but a pleasure filled groan had escaped him, so she’d
continued. She’d held him firmly in her hand and stroked him
towards the tip and back down. On her next upward stroke she’d
caressed the tip with her thumb and he’d jerked in her hand.

“Ah Cassie,
that’s so good.”

“I’m glad. I
want to make you happy.” She’d whispered the words breathily, her
heart pounding with excitement.

“You could
never do anything, but make me happy.” He’d opened his eyes and
pulled her closer, giving her an open mouthed kiss. His tongue had
explored her mouth, and their tongues had duelled. Wet lips had
slid over wet lips. The kiss had grown hotter, deeper. It’d been as
if they were trying to consume each other.

Bryan’s hand
had roamed over her back, cupping and kneading her buttocks while
he’d gently thrust his hips in response to her ministrations. The
dampness between her legs had grown and she’d wanted to feel more
of him. She’d drawn her leg up over his hip and guided his rigid
flesh so it rubbed against her most sensitive parts.

“Not yet,
Cassie. Not yet.” Bryan had dropped his head back on the pillow,
gasping the words as he’d pulled away from her.

She’d whimpered
in discontent. There was a yearning for more at her very centre.
“Soon? I want to feel you Bryan, all of you.”

“I know, I
know. Me, too.” He’d flipped them over and trailed his hand down
her body while nibbling on her neck. She’d felt his fingers playing
with her lower curls, and then delving into her folds.

For a moment
she’d stiffened, but it had felt so good, so right, she’d soon
relaxed. She’d let her head drop back on the pillow, biting her
lip, becoming lost in the feelings Bryan created. He’d stroked her
sensitive flesh until she was writhing, so lost in need she
couldn’t think straight. And when a finger probed her and slipped
inside, she was sure she might die from the joy, but it was only
the beginning.

Bryan had known
just where to stroke, where to press. A feeling had grown inside
her and she’d found herself flexing her hips against his hand,
rubbing against him, wanting more, needing more... Unexpectedly, a
warm wave and a shiver washed over her and her body had tightened
on his hand.

It had been
nice, good... Her body had relaxed a bit, but then... Oh damn! Was
that it? Had she climaxed too soon? Before she could formulate the
words, Bryan had stroked her again, sucking on her breasts, gently
biting, the tiny hurt excitingly erotic. The tension had begun to
build again, faster this time.

She’d burned
for him, her heart pounding, the blood thrumming through her veins.
An aching void had grown within her again and she’d pressed closer,
knowing only he could ease the discomfort.

“Please.” She’d
begged her request, no longer really knowing what she wanted,
consumed with need.

Finally, he’d
heeded her request. His fingers had slid out; he’d risen above her
and parted her thighs. He’d paused at her entrance.

“Cassie, look
at me.”

She’d forced
her eyes open and he’d smiled tenderly, grabbing her hand, pressing
a kiss to her palm. “I love you.”

“I love you,
too.” Tears had pricked her eyes at the expression on his face.

Then, lacing
their fingers, he’d pressed her hand to the bed beside her head and
slowly, oh so slowly, guided his flesh into hers.

She hadn’t been
a virgin, but it had still felt...strange. A tightness and
fullness. He’d pressed in deeper, withdrawn, and pressed again.
Cassie had tried to relax, her breathing shallow, her heart
pounding at the enormity of the moment. They were going to blood
bond if she could just survive this...impalement.

When he’d
filled her completely, he’d stilled. He’d leaned his forehead on
hers, his breath shuddering. Cassie had stared up at his face, his
jaw had been clenched, his eyes squeezed tightly shut.

She’d worked
her hand free and stroked his face. “Bryan?”

He’d opened his
eyes and stared into hers. “You’re perfect Cassie. Hot and tight
and perfect.” He’d lifted his head to kiss her and had then begun
to move.

The first
stroke had had her gasping as a bolt of sensation shot through her,
then another and yet another followed. They’d grown within her,
expanding with each stroke until she’d thought the pleasure
couldn’t get any better and then... Then everything had begun to
tighten. Tension had coiled within her; Bryan’s strokes had grown
more rapid. Her own desperate need to respond could no longer be
controlled and she’d thrust upward.

She recalled
tossing her head on the pillow, needing more. Bryan’s body had been
pounding into hers. It had been hard to breath, hard to see, hard
to think. She’d clenched the bed sheets in her hand, sure she
couldn’t handle it, knowing she had to do something, she had to,
had to...

Her body had
started to tremble, the air had seemed to shimmer. She’d been
panting, her lips had felt dry. A drink, she’d needed a drink, but
where...? There’d been a rushing sound, a thrumming. Right in front
of her, she’d seen Bryan’s neck, the vein pulsing, blood rushing
beneath the surface of his skin.

Bite. We
need to bite
.

She’d blinked,
trying to clear her thinking, vaguely aware of Bryan’s hot mouth on
her neck, his tongue licking, his teeth grazing.

Now, it must be
now. Our mate is waiting. We’ll be joined forever. Don’t hold back.
Now, now!

With a cry,
she’d given into her wolf’s demands, her teeth sinking into his
flesh. Warm, rich liquid had spilt into her mouth and she’d began
to suck and lap, digging her fingers into his shoulders while his
body still thrust into hers, harder and deeper, almost erasing the
pinpricking feeling on her own neck.

Lights had
begun to dance before her eyes. A voice—not her wolf, but another
voice—had echoed faintly in her head.

Mine, my mate,
my Cassie...

It had been
Bryan. The blood bond was taking effect!

Voices,
thoughts, and feelings had begun to knit a mental pathway, snippets
of ideas and sensations flowing between them, increasing their
mutual pleasure…

So good, so
good
... Her body had arched as her muscles tightened...

Can’t hold
on...
Bryan’s fingers had dug into her flesh...

More,
faster, harder…
She’d strained and reached…

I have to
release
... He’d plunged into her one more time.

She’d thrust
upwards taking him as deep as she could and then...

Yes! Yes!

“Yes!” They’d
both cried out in unison as world exploded around them forging a
link that would connect them forever.

Cassie smiled
as the memory played out. Bryan shifted against her and made a
contented sound. Was he experiencing her thoughts even in his
sleep? Recalling their bonding last night? Could they meet each
other in their dreams? It was a curious idea and one she’d have to
explore. With a happy sigh, she closed her eyes and opened her mind
to the wonder of their new life together.

*****

The dark brown
wolf stirred and lifted its head to stare about through half closed
eyes. The forest was silent, the light of early dawn creeping
between the trees casting long shadows on the ground. Birds
twittered overhead but it wasn’t their noise that had awoken
her.

She got to her
feet, yawning and stretching out her muscles in preparation for a
run. He was here; she could sense his presence. Slowly, she began
to move, the leaf strewn forest floor making silence impossible,
but she wasn’t worried. This time she wanted him to find her. For
too long they’d been playing an elaborate game of hide and seek;
living in the shadows, meeting in secret, not daring to reveal too
much. But now those days were over. They were free to be as they
were meant to be. There’d be no more denial. No more waiting.

A sound to the
side caught her attention and she paused, one foot suspended in the
air. She lifted her muzzle and sniffed, nostrils flaring as she
took in the myriad of scents that drifted by on the slight breeze
but there was only one that interested her.

He was there;
his masculine musk had her quivering. She searched the shadows for
movement and gave a slight woof of relief when she finally found
him. Thick light brown fur covered his massive body, muscles
rippling as he shifted his stance and raised his head in challenge.
His hazel eyes narrowed and she dipped her head under the force of
his gaze. As always his beauty and power took her breath away but
now there was no need to run.

As one, they
both moved, approaching each other, watching carefully. Noses
touched and their tails began to slowly wag. She licked his muzzle
and he returned the gesture, nipping lightly. He rubbed his fur the
length of her body, marking her with his scent. Eagerly, she
submitted to his attention, pleased they were finally one. For too
long they’d been forced to stay apart, but now... A deep
contentment filled her.

Soon, he was
nudging her side. It was time to go, time to run. She followed his
lead as they moved deeper into the forest, across streams, over
fallen logs, around outcroppings of rock. The sun rose in the sky
and leaves, heavy with morning dew began to fall about them in a
shower of red, orange, and gold.

The air was
crisp and cool, filling her lungs with its freshness. She gave an
excited yip and her mate glanced back at her, his tongue lolling
out of the side of his mouth. He was happy too. This was how they
were meant to be. Running wild and free. Together. Forever.

FIN

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