The Omega's Mate: (8 page)

Carly moved back a step, extricating herself from the weight of his strong hand.  He let his arm drop, and forced himself not to show his disappointment. 

Carly let her coat fall to the floor, revealing the pretty lingerie and an alluring expanse of creamy skin.  “How about a minute?” she asked huskily.

Cain ripped his clothes off.  “I lied; I can’t even wait that long.”

He scooped up his squealing little mate and laid her in the middle of the bed.  She kicked off her shoes, and he lay over her, careful not to squash her tiny frame as he smothered her in kisses.  He worked his way over her neck and shoulders, licking and suckling at her skin. 

Cain caressed her breasts through the bra.  He thought of tearing it away from her, but decided against it.  Far too pretty to ruin, he planned on having her wear it again.  Deftly he removed it and tossed it aside. 

Carly bit her lip, as she took in the hungry look of wonder on her mate’s face.  He gazed at the smooth orbs of her breasts before sucking one into his mouth.  She moaned lustily, as he laved his tongue over her sensitive flesh.  He teased the pebbled nubs between his teeth, and she arched her back towards him.  Raking her fingers through his hair, she held him to her tightly.

Her body was rapidly heating, and her orgasm stirred.  Never before had she felt such potent lust, never before had she given in, and allowed herself to be so dominated by her baser desires.  She felt if she didn’t have this man, this bear, her mate, she would implode.

Cain slid a hand into her panties.  A thick digit entered her slick channel, and she bit her lip.  Her wolf panted as her breathing hitched.  He added another finger, slowly twirling inside, stretching and preparing her.  She felt pleasure bubbling away inside her, itching to be released.  As he massaged his thumb against her clit, she came undone.

Carly clutched him to her breast, as her body writhed beneath him.  She cried out his name, as his mouth, and his fingers continued their exquisite manipulations.  Her wolf crooned at the wonderful feelings he incited.  As she came back down to earth, she felt him withdraw from her body, and she mewled at the loss.

Cain hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties and gradually slid them down her legs.  He stood entranced by his little naked mate, with her flushed body, rosy pink nipples and desire hooded eyes.  He brought his fingers to his lips and licked her juices, groaning at her divine taste.

Carly propped herself up on her elbows.  She took in the acres of hard, muscled, flesh, which made up her mate, his dark eyes and his enormous, throbbing sex. 
He was a freaking god!
  

Her chest heaved, waiting for him to pounce on her, to make her his, but he didn’t.  Unhurriedly he knelt between her legs, the bed dipping and groaning at his weight.  Cain moved up and lay over her body, supporting himself, so he didn’t crush her. 

Instinctively, Carly wrapped her legs round his large body.  He lined his hips against hers, and the tip of his penis nudged against her drenched channel.

Cain gazed at her glowing face, her soft hair splayed around her head and her extraordinary green amber eyes. 
This moment was better than he could ever imagine.

Carly could feel his cock, hot, hard and ready, just teasing her entrance, tantalizingly out of reach.  She expected him to thrust into her, and take her quickly, she knew by his wild lust that he wanted to, but he waited.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked hoarsely.

Cain trembled with the effort of holding still, of not just pushing into her and taking what he needed.  But he was determined to show her how worthy he was of her.  His bear furiously snarled at him, but he refused to surrender to the beast. 

Carly ran a hand down his face; he nuzzled her palm and kissed it. 
How could she have ever thought he wasn’t handsome? 
Right now, seeing her powerful, muscular mate towering over her, so concerned with her needs, was the sexiest, most-powerful aphrodisiac she could imagine.

She closed her eyes and flooded his body with intense desire.  Cain shuddered and let out a rough, lascivious growl.

Her eyes fluttered open.  “Does that answer your question?”

Cain hunched and crushed his mouth to hers in a searching kiss as he slowly pushed inside her body.  She braced her arms on his firm shoulders, and lost herself to the feel of his gradual entrance.  She stretched and pulsed around his thick length.

He pulled out before rocking more of him inside her.  He continued in this way until finally he was fully seated.  He groaned at how gloriously tight she felt around him, wishing he could make this moment last forever. 
But the need for release burned too deeply. 

Drawing back from her mouth, he watched her pretty face as he pulled back and thrust inside her.  Carly gasped as her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head.  His bear roared in approval whilst her wolf howled for more.

Cain set a gentle pace, as he rhythmically filled her over and over.  Carly licked her kiss swollen lips, and raking her fingers through his hair, brought his mouth back down to hers for more.  The way he filled her was glorious, she felt so complete, and so happy.  Feelings she floated toward her mate, who moaned into her mouth.

His movements sped up; Carly could feel the pleasure boiling inside, working its way to another release.  She pushed her hips against him, taking him to the hilt.  Her fangs dropped, and she nipped his bottom lip, eliciting a throaty growl from her mate.  She swallowed his blood and moaned at the sweet taste. 

Cain plunged inside her more forcefully as his own fangs dropped.  Carly rubbed her tongue over the sharpened teeth invitingly.  He nicked her bottom lip and sucked on it, groaning lustily.

Each drag inside her body brought her closer and closer.  The dulcet moans and whimpers she made with each plunge were music to his ears.  He angled his hips, applying pressure to her tender clit.  Once, twice, and she was gone.

Carly pulled away from his mouth and let out a mellow roar as her wolf howled in happiness.  Fireworks exploded through her body as she bucked, and clutched at her mate.  Her hands slid to his shoulders, and she pressed her claws into his skin.

It was too much for him, the way her inner muscles massaged and gripped him, the tingle of pain her tiny claws brought, and the overwhelming feelings she poured forth into him.  He couldn’t hold on any longer.  He stilled inside her before his release shot through his body, and he burst.

Cain roared gutturally in time with his bear.  He jerked inside her, desperately emptying himself until he had nothing more to give.

Breathing heavily he buried his head in her shoulder, and she folded her arms round his neck.  He reveled in her scent, smiling into her hair.  The emotions she had shared with him had been intense, and dare he hope, there had been love in there?

Carly kissed his ear.  “That was wonderful, thank you.”

Cain chuckled heartily, sending tremors through both their bodies still so intimately entwined.  “You don’t have to keep thanking me.” 

“Yes I do.  You’ve no idea how…”  She gulped. 
How hard it had been with past lovers to make them go slow?  How they had reacted, when she flooded them with unwanted feelings?
  “How much I needed this.”

Carly hadn’t held back when she climaxed;
she couldn’t have even if she wanted to
.  Her emotions had overflowed, and she had inundated him.  But he hadn’t even flinched.  There was no annoyance, no recrimination.  He had accepted it.  He accepted her for what she was.

“Nowhere near as much as I needed it; that was intense.”

Carly bit her lip.  “It wasn’t too much for you?  When I let go, I mean…”

Cain languorously rolled over to his back taking Carly with him, until she was sprawled over his chest.  He cupped her face with his hands.  His bear whined at her look of fearful anxiety.

It hadn’t been too much.  It was just what he needed.  Without her, the normal red hot rage would have been boiling, and he wouldn’t have been able to stop himself from being rough.  Her soothing presence and an abundance of happiness she sent tempered him and allowed him self-control.

“No beautiful, it was perfect.”

Cain pulled her down for another kiss before she drew back in surprise.  His manhood began swelling inside her, and it was a blissful sensation.

Carly giggled.  “Shall we see if we can reach perfection a second time?”

“Definitely, then I think a third, a fourth and a fifth time might be on the cards too.”

Chapter Nine

21
st
January

Cain awoke to find his mate sleeping peacefully on his chest.  She was curled up like a kitten, and emitting the sweetest little moans. 
It was a heavenly way to wake up.
  His bear groaned ecstatically.

Cain stroked a hand down her back and tried to shift his position without waking her.  The bed really was terrible.  For one thing, it was lumpier than badly cooked oatmeal.  For another, it was too small.  His feet hung off the end, and it wasn’t wide enough for Cain and another person to sleep side by side. 
Not that he was really complaining about that.
  He was more than pleased at having his mate sleeping on top of him.

He jerked slightly as a spring dug into his shoulder. Carly stirred, and rubbed her cheek against his chest.

“Morning,” she murmured.

Cain stroked his fingers through her hair.  “Morning beautiful.”

Carly snorted. 
She seriously doubted she looked very beautiful at that moment.
  She was not a morning person.  She pushed against his chest until she sat up, straddling him, ignoring her aching muscles.

There was no way she was going to admit it to her mate, but last night had been just an iddy bit exhausting for her.  Not that she was complaining. 
No siree!
  Her wolf was deliriously happy at the outcome, and honestly, so was she.  She’d just never been with someone with quite so much stamina, or someone quite so large…

She stretched her arms over her head, and Cain placed his hands on her waist, rubbing his thumbs over her ribs. 
Damn he was so big, he made her look petite.
 

She ran her hands over his thick arms and smiled.  “I had a wonderful time last night…”

“You’re not going to thank me again, are you beautiful?”

Carly’s cheeks turned pink.  Cain abruptly sat up and nuzzled her neck.  “You don’t have to thank me for loving you.”

“Duly noted.”

Carly folded her arms round him, and they sat entwined for a little while.  Eventually, she sighed.  “I should really get going.”

He wrapped his arms around her tightly.  “No, you should really stay here.”

She kissed his ear.  “I’d love to, but I have responsibilities.”

Cain licked her neck.  “Blow them off.”

“I wish I could, but I can’t.”

Carly started to wriggle away from him.  With a protracted huff, he stood up, taking her with him.  “Fine, but I’m at least gonna watch you shower before you go.”

*

Two hours later, Carly finally managed to make it out of Cain’s room, both showered and dressed. 
It had been hard work.

Cain deposited her in the small shower and watched lustfully as she soaped her rounded curves.  Unable to help himself he reached out to caress her.  She slapped him away and told him to behave, but that only made him worse.  Eventually, she had been so aroused she leapt into his arms, and they had sex against the bathroom wall.

When she finally did manage to finish showering, Cain went wild again at seeing her in the yellow underwear.  This time they tried out the sturdiness of the table.

Finally
, Carly cried ‘uncle’, and insisted she really should get going.  This time she took the precaution of locking him outside of the bathroom, while she once again showered and dressed.  She came out to find a very grumpy bear.

She sent him soothing tendrils, and reassured him there was no rush.  They had the rest of their lives to be together.

Cain grinned like a kid on Christmas morning.  He liked the sound of that.  He took her hand and started leading her out the room. 

Carly tugged his hand.  “I should go out the back way.”

“What?  Why?”  His bear grumbled loudly.

“I just think we should be a little… careful.  I mean, no one else needs to know we spent the night together.”

Cain didn’t like the sound of that at all.  He was fully prepared to shout it out from the rooftops that Carly was his.

Carly tried to reassure her scowling mate.  “It’s just that it’s nobody else’s business.  I don’t want people gossiping about us.”  She trailed her fingers up his stomach.  “What we have is special, and I want it to stay between just the two of us for a while.”

Cain could give a crap whether anyone else gossiped about them.  But when she looked at him with those pretty, beseeching eyes, there was no way he could hold out.  She could have a kidney if she wanted it, both in fact.

“Fine, but you meet me at the Diner in five minutes.  If you’re late, I’m coming to find you.”

“Deal.”

Carly moved past him to the door, rubbing her curves against him as she went.  “Tease,” he growled.

The she-wolf pouted over her shoulder and opened the door to find her pack mate, Jimmy, standing there.

“Oh hey Carly… wait Carly?!”

Carly’s face suffused red as Cain walked up behind her, and placed his hands on her shoulders.  Jimmy looked between the two of them a few times, trying to work out what was going on.  Not the brightest bulb…  When it finally dawned on him, he smirked and winked at the Omega, eliciting a furious growl from the bear.

Jimmy cleared his throat.  “There’s a guy going nuts downstairs, says he wants to talk to you.”

Cain narrowed his eyes.  “I’m surprised you didn’t just let him into my room.  Or didn’t he give you twenty bucks?”

Jimmy turned beet red.  “Yeah, umm sorry about that, so anyway this guy…”

“Who is it?”

“Didn’t give a name, but he’s a jackal if that helps.”  Jimmy shrugged and started walking away. 

Carly twisted to look at him.  “Someone you know?”

“My manager,” said Cain tightly.  “Oh well, no point you going out the back now is there?”

Before Carly could protest, she was dragged downstairs to find a very irate jackal shifter, pacing in front of the Bed and Breakfast.  Carly almost jumped when he started shouting at Cain.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?  I’ve been calling, and calling you.  What the fuck?!”

Cain looked at Carly wryly.  “Carly, my manager Bailey.  Bailey, my mate Carly.”

Bailey looked at the little she-wolf with loathing. 
She was the reason he was losing his meal ticket.
  “You made a promise Cain.  You said you’d fight the polar bear.  You can’t back out of it now; I’ll sue you for breach of contract!”

Cain bellowed with laughter.  “Go ahead, I don’t have anything.”  He rubbed his mate’s arm.  “That doesn’t bother you, does it beautiful?”

She looked at him with adoring eyes.  “Of course not.”

Ugh, Bailey wanted to vomit. 
This awful little she-wolf was ruining everything!

Carly bit her lip.  “But I think maybe you should fight.”

Bailey’s eyes lit up. 
Yes, let the she-wolf speak!

Cain furrowed his brow.  “You do?  I kind of thought you didn’t approve of me fighting.”

“Well, I’m not thrilled about it, but if it’s what you want, then of course I don’t mind.  Besides, if you gave him your word, you should honor it.”

Cain beamed at his mate. 
God she was perfect, had he mentioned that before?
  He looked between Bailey’s smarmy grin and Carly’s tender smile, and came to a decision.

“I’ll fight the bear, but after that I’m done.”

“But… but…” spluttered the jackal.

“Not buts.  One last fight and that’s it.  After that, I’m retired.”

Cain hunched slightly and brought his mate’s hand to his mouth, placing a kiss on the back.  Her stomach did flips; how could she have ever thought he wouldn’t be gentle?”

Bailey’s nostril’s flared.  He wanted to scream and shout at Cain, but what was the point?  The little wolf had him in the palm of her hand.  He’d seen the bear go a bit ga ga for women before, but nothing like this…  Maybe it was just an infatuation.  Maybe in a week or two the bear would be over her and would come crawling back to Bailey. 
Yeah, he liked the sound of that…

The jackal plastered an insincere smile on his face.  “Alright, fair enough; will you be training with…”

“I’ll sort out my own training,” interrupted Cain, his bear was growling furiously at the jackal.  He could scent the jackal’s animosity towards his mate and wanted him gone before he had to do something drastic, like rip his head off.

Bailey held up his hands.  “Fair enough, so I guess I’ll see you at the fight.”

Cain nodded before furrowing his brow.  “Just one thing, how did you know I was here?”

The jackal’s eyes darted around.  “I tracked your phone.  Which I had to start doing after you decided to run off to Chicago, with those hot, twin, fox shifters a couple of months ago.” 

Bailey gave the couple a nasty smile, before strutting to his car.  He hopped in his car, and speed dialed Ethan.  The young, brown bear was currently distributing flyers throughout Darlington, promoting the upcoming fight.  Bailey told him it was what Cain wanted, so the brown bear hadn’t argued.  Bailey was going to miss having Ethan as a lackey; all he had to do was tell the young bear that Cain wanted him to do something, and hey presto he did it. 

He imagined Ethan wouldn’t be too happy with Cain’s decision.  Although Bailey still lived in hope that he’d change his mind.  A week of full-on Cain and the she-wolf would be sick of the sight of him. 
A seven foot, obsessive, Kodiak bear was hard to take.