Wolf's Soul (16 page)

It must have been the subdued light, but he thought he saw sadness flicker in her tired green eyes. “Yes, if we find
the
one. And no, we don"t stay celibate until we find our mate. I think that"s how it is in your world, too.”

“How would you know if she is the one? Are there signs?”

“Yup. Like you"ll suddenly feel like dancing around the fire naked and drink goat"s blood.”

Marisol elbowed him in the side. “I"m serious.”

“You ask the question as if you"ve never been in love.”

“I have.”

“Is he still alive?”

“Yes. And married with two beautiful children. They live in Oregon now.

Anyway, forget about him. You didn"t want to mate with me because—I am assuming—you have already found
the
one. Sweetheart, fiancé, wife. I don"t know.”

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Marisol shook her head, her brows in deep frown. “Oh, god. I"m stupid. I"m sorry, Callum.”

“For what?”

“It didn"t even occur to me that you could be married and I seduced you into—” Marisol groaned. “You refused me because you"re married or promised, right? I"m sorry.”

Callum stretched his long body beside Marisol then stacked his hands behind his head for a pillow. “Attached? No. Married? No. I had a fiancé once. She was beautiful and she knew it, too. Can"t remember how many losers I had to fight to get to her. In the end, I won her but the relationship ended too soon.”

“Sorry.”

“In the beginning I felt sorry too. The first month that we went out, I heard rumors that I was just a game to her. I ignored it. I threatened to kill anyone that dared defile her name. In the end, the truth won. I was pissed. I fought for a woman who wanted me as a trophy. She swore about love and all that crap when I confronted her, but it was over for me. What I represent in the clan was all she cared about. Her deception made me realize one thing—my attraction to her was purely physical.” He couldn"t explain why he felt he had to divulge the bit about what he had felt for his ex-fiancé to Marisol. It wasn"t necessary.

“Don"t let her stop you from loving another.”

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“You"re right. But it"s hard to trust someone after what she"d done.”

“But you"ll still protect her despite the fact. Because you"re that honorable.”

Marisol guessed right. He"d do anything to keep Viola from harm because they belonged in the same clan. “Don"t know about me being honorable, but yes, I will protect her. Same way I"ll do to keep you, my brothers, other Shape-shifters or humans, from harm.”

“That"s one heck of a job.”

“If protecting means being around a beautiful woman like you, the job gets easier.”

“Thanks, Callum. Just so you know I am good at taking care of myself. Did Dad ever tell you that? So scratch me off from your list and look after your fiancée—”

Callum rolled and pinned her beneath him. “Yes. Mark told me how resourceful and independent you are. Don"t be irritated. Having someone to shield you from danger and harm doesn"t mean you are weak and incapable. And weren"t you listening when I said the word used to? I
used
to have a fiancée”

“Of course, I am capable. And I am not irritated. And I don"t care whether you used to have a fiancée or you"re a divorced man.”

Callum grinned. “Baby, my
ex-fiancée
saved me from a lifetime of grief and worries when I learned about her true feelings.”

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“Yeah? So why are you telling me this?”

“Because you"re irritated.”

“She hurt your feelings. I can still see it in your eyes.” Marisol said. Her voice soft and heartwarming.

“You like me now, huh?”

“You just saved me from getting eaten by Shape-shifters.”

Touched that she cared, he leaned down and kissed her forehead. “You saw how your parents respected and loved each another. I think you see love that way.

Not all couples are the same. You"re parents were lucky to find each other and they were proud to have you.”

“I know. Dad treated me like a jewel. He taught me many things, put up with my attitude, and did everything for me.”

“He told me you"re a quick learner and talented except…”

“Except what?”

“You"re a horrible cook.”

“Wha—”

He took advantage of her open mouth. God, he"d wanted to kiss her again.

Watching her talk, lick her lips with her pink tongue drove him nuts. When Marisol moaned against his mouth, he lost all sense of control.

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As deep as he could, he plunged his tongue into her mouth. Marisol sucked him greedily.

Cupping his face, Marisol lifted his face an inch away from hers. “Stay with me.”

“I want to, baby, but I can"t promise—”

“I"m not asking you to be my mate. Just stay.” Good god. She was so innocent she had no idea what was going through his head right now. If she did, she"d most likely run away from him. “If I stay, I might do something regretful.”

“If you"re talking about making love with me, I won"t regret it. I don"t care if you"re a Shape-shifter. I still want to give you something for coming to my rescue and also to have a memory of you. We don"t know what"s going to happen tomorrow. If I die, at least—”

“You"re not going to die.”

“Okay. If we live and you"re done protecting me and we"re back to living our normal lives, I"ll have something to remember you by. And perhaps when you"re with whoever said you could kiss nice, you might think of me, too. So when I am with—”

He didn"t let her finish her rambling. He kissed her again. Hearing her talk about memories annoyed him. Damn it. Memories weren"t what he wanted from 170

her. He wanted... He wasn"t even sure about what he wanted either. “Marisol, baby. You are addling my brain.”

“What is so confusing about my offer? It"s very simple. I am seducing you into taking my virginity and you are supposed to take it.”

Callum grinned. He couldn"t ask for a better offer than that. “I"ll take it.”

Fuck the code. Face the clan later. Right now, he would make love to a woman worth dying for. He sat back on his heels to remove his shirt. “Need help with yours?”

“I"m not a weakling, buddy. I just killed two wolves today.”

Callum laughed and tugged at her jeans. It didn"t take him long before both of them were stark naked. He was glad to see spark back in her eyes. A moan of ecstasy slipped from her lips the moment he aligned his body with hers. He snaked his hand along her body to cup her breast. She felt hot to touch and not ashamed to show her body"s reaction. His hands explored the soft curves of her breasts, waists and hips while his mouth traced the sensuous path down her stomach.

Each moan she released served as a pump on his dick. He grew thicker and harder by the second. And it so fucking hurt. Callum imagined flipping her on her belly, lift her ass up in the air and driving deep inside her pussy. Marisol needed a gentle loving. This, after all, would be her first. He"d tear her apart if he weren"t careful.

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“It"s not too late to stop.” It would be one hell of a fight to control his own urges, but he"d stop if she said so.

“No. Don"t stop.”

Thank god.
“Spread your legs, love. That"s it. Fuck, you smell so good.” Callum stared at her gleaming pussy for a second and then he flat tongued her.

“Callum!”

“Yes, baby. I know it"s good.” He cupped her round ass, lifted her higher and ate her. Her scent, arousal and taste teased the beast part of him. He wanted to shift, but fought the urge. Wolves preferred to have sex while in their wolf form.

He couldn"t do it with Marisol. He closed his eyes then sucked her clit, loving the feel of it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. Using his two fingers, he penetrated her tight pussy.

“Callum.” Marisol moved her hips in a thrusting motion, fucking his mouth.

Warm juice covered his lips and his slick tongue. “Hmm…yeah, baby. Come in my mouth. Oh fuck, you"re great.”

His scalp tingled from Marisol"s sharp nails. The pain only heightened his pleasure. Opening his mouth wide, he worshipped her pussy. Marisol"s breathing became faster and ragged. Her walls were tight around his fingers.

“Callum, oh my god. I"ve never…So good.”

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She was close to reaching her orgasm. He could feel it. Callum gave her pussy one long lick and then continued sucking her clit.

It didn"t take long before Marisol screamed his name as she climaxed.

Callum slid back up her supple body until his mouth was inches above her.

“Baby, tonight you"re gonna be mine.”

Marisol"s eyes were half-closed and her breathing fast. She looked as aroused as any woman could be. “Take me.”

“Hang on to me. Wrap your legs around my waist. Marisol, I"m long and I grow bigger once inside of you. Let me know if you can take me whole.” Guiding his dick on her entry, he slowly thrust feeling for her maidenhead. “Mari, love.”

“More, Callum.”

“I don"t want to hurt you.”

“You will never hurt me, Callum. Not on purpose.”

He eased more of his length inside her until he felt her hymen. “Baby,” he said. And he drove home. She"d gone tight beneath him.

“Are you okay?” Sweet, so sweet he wanted to howl. Marisol"s slit was so tight.

“Yes. I"m fine Callum. Good god, you"re big.”

Callum wasn"t sure if she was complaining or complimenting him. “You want me to stop?”

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“No. What I want you to do is move.”

“Off of you?”

“No, silly. Like the way you"re supposed to move. Make love with me, Callum.”

“Now who"s a bossy bossington.” Wrapping his hands around Marisol"s shoulders, he began to make love with her. Slow at first until he couldn"t handle the urge to go faster. He pulled out until the head of his cock was almost out of her entry then drove deeper until he saw stars.

The bed creaked beneath them. Marisol screamed in his ears, but he was beyond control. He fucked her hard and fast. What he was feeling was primitive.

Screwing was never this good but then, he wasn"t just screwing Marisol. He was making love.

Callum slowed his tempo and looked at Marisol. This sheen of perspiration covered her forehead. Her hair was wild and tangled. He kissed her open mouth.

God, she was so beautiful.

“This is wonderful.” She dug her heels on his ass and hugged him tight.

The tenderness in her voice was too much for his wolf"s soul. It seared him deeply. His mind, his heart. Planting kisses all over her face, he repeated the words

“You"re mine.” He withdrew his cock, touched her pussy, spread her lips, and then 174

buried his dick inside her over and over as her nails raked his back and his hands wrapped behind her shoulders.

They held each other, bodies hot and rippling with pleasure. Callum couldn"t think or speak, but only move. He"d had sex many times in the past, but never this good. This so far, was the best fuck ever.

He knew his infatuation with Marisol had gone deeper. What was so special about her? Whatever it was, it had him forgetting what he stood for.

“Marisol,” he breathed her name.

Marisol replied with a sexy moan. Her hold on him tightened and her muscles strained. She was nearing her peak again. Callum braced his arms on each side of her head and then began thrusting hard. He quickened his movement.

“Fuck, baby. So good.”

Her hot wet grip undid him. They released their orgasm together. Their cries of pleasure mixed together like a chorus. It was only a miracle that he managed to pull out then spend his seed on her belly.

Gasping for breath, he collapsed on top of Marisol. “That was…”

“Perfect.”

They lay together, breathing as if they ran a marathon, arms around each other"s sweaty body. He pulled Marisol tighter against him. “Yes. Perfect.”

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Rays of sunshine penetrated the white window blinds. He"d been awake for hours, lying in bed, watching the yellow-orange hue dance on his white painted wall. An early riser, he couldn"t imagine wasting the morning away flat on his back. But this morning was different. Both he and Marisol welcomed the new day fighting the Blood Robbers.

Callum turned his head slightly to the right to kiss the top of Marisol"s head.

He had almost forgotten how it felt like to wake up with a woman on his side—

howling great, romantic, arousing.

Last night changed everything. His and hers. Especially hers. She wouldn"t be able to go back to her barn and use her pottery wheel without endangering her life. Her Bisque It shop would remain closed until he made sure no danger would sneak from behind her. Marisol made an enemy. Even when she restored her life, it would never be the same again.

Marisol shifted. The side of her knee lay on top of his groin and her slender arm wrapped around him. So trusting, innocent, fierce, sensual, and beautiful.

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