bulge straining the front of his sweats with her palm
and pretended not to notice his swift intake of breath.
* * * *
Zayn loved the way his mate wanted
to play with him. Wolves as a whole were a playful lot, unless their families
were attacked. He shook off the fear and anger, not letting anything intrude upon the game Cora had begun. After he unhooked the
bra, he helped her remove the article of clothing, tossing it behind him,
accidentally brushing her nipples.
Cora rolled her eyes and shook her
head like he was a petulant child. “So what did she say was the difference?”
“She said because you are already
a full grown adult you shouldn’t trip over your paws. Our young tend to stumble
just like toddlers do when they first learn to walk.”
He watched her mouth drop open,
and then her small body launched forward, knocking him on his back. Zayn caught
her arms to her side. Her laughing and calling him names amused him like
nothing ever had.
Yes, he’d played with his brother
and Jett when they were cubs, and he loved playing with the kids of the pack.
But wrestling with a half-naked Cora was on a different level completely. He’d
had lots of sex, more than he cared to admit. Not that he was ever callous or
didn’t make the women feel important, but they hadn’t been his mate. The bond
between him and Cora was like a living breathing thing he never wanted to do
without.
“You cheated. Now you have to take
something off.” Cora rested with her elbows on his chest, staring at him in
earnest.
“Since you seem to be making up
these rules, is there a certain item I need to take off or is it my choice.”
She tapped her finger on her chin.
“I say a shirt for a shirt.”
As she went to get up, he held her
down with one hand on her lower back. It took some maneuvering, but he was able
to get his own shirt up and off in no time.
“Now what?” Zayn asked enjoying the feel of Cora’s breasts against his chest.
“You said you weren’t sure if I’d
have to get naked to shift. How will we know if I don’t try with my clothes
on?”
Zayn thought for a moment, and
even though he hated to lose Cora on top of him, he knew this was important to
her. He tapped her ass. “Hop up, luv.”
Rising to her feet, she ran her
palms down her thighs. “Now what?”
“Let’s have you try it with just a
pair of panties on. That way if they don’t magically shift when you do, then they’ll
easily rip off without doing any damage to your body. When you shift back, we
will know if they come back with you.”
Cora threw up her hands. “You make
it sound so easy.” She turned away from him.
“It is that easy.” He reached his
hand out to turn her back to face him. “Calm down. You need to center
yourself.” Zayn slipped his hands under the waistband of the borrowed sweats.
He helped her pull them down and put them over the arm of the couch. Had he
been a dog, he was sure his tongue would’ve been hanging out over the sheer
panties she had on.
Letting out a nervous sigh, Cora
stepped back. Her eyes closed.
Zayn held his breath. Time stood
still while he waited to see what her wolf would look like, what his mate would
look like as a wolf. He took a step forward, wanting to help, but knowing
nobody but Cora could do this for her.
A gasp was followed by a shimmer
of light, almost too quick for the human eye to see, and then there stood the
most beautiful she-wolf Zayn had ever seen. Her coat matched Cora’s dark brown
hair, with tips of red he couldn’t wait to see in the sunshine or moonlight.
When he told her his mom said she shouldn’t have issues walking due to her
paws, he hoped it was true.
Zayn squatted down, held his hand
out in a gesture for her to come to him. With her walls built up, he couldn’t
reach her through their bond.
“Cora, honey. I know you don’t want me reading your thoughts, and as your mate I will respect
your privacy, but in your shifted form, the only way we can speak
and pretended not to notice his swift intake of breath.
* * * *
Zayn loved the way his mate wanted
to play with him. Wolves as a whole were a playful lot, unless their families
were attacked. He shook off the fear and anger, not letting anything intrude upon the game Cora had begun. After he unhooked the
bra, he helped her remove the article of clothing, tossing it behind him,
accidentally brushing her nipples.
Cora rolled her eyes and shook her
head like he was a petulant child. “So what did she say was the difference?”
“She said because you are already
a full grown adult you shouldn’t trip over your paws. Our young tend to stumble
just like toddlers do when they first learn to walk.”
He watched her mouth drop open,
and then her small body launched forward, knocking him on his back. Zayn caught
her arms to her side. Her laughing and calling him names amused him like
nothing ever had.
Yes, he’d played with his brother
and Jett when they were cubs, and he loved playing with the kids of the pack.
But wrestling with a half-naked Cora was on a different level completely. He’d
had lots of sex, more than he cared to admit. Not that he was ever callous or
didn’t make the women feel important, but they hadn’t been his mate. The bond
between him and Cora was like a living breathing thing he never wanted to do
without.
“You cheated. Now you have to take
something off.” Cora rested with her elbows on his chest, staring at him in
earnest.
“Since you seem to be making up
these rules, is there a certain item I need to take off or is it my choice.”
She tapped her finger on her chin.
“I say a shirt for a shirt.”
As she went to get up, he held her
down with one hand on her lower back. It took some maneuvering, but he was able
to get his own shirt up and off in no time.
“Now what?” Zayn asked enjoying the feel of Cora’s breasts against his chest.
“You said you weren’t sure if I’d
have to get naked to shift. How will we know if I don’t try with my clothes
on?”
Zayn thought for a moment, and
even though he hated to lose Cora on top of him, he knew this was important to
her. He tapped her ass. “Hop up, luv.”
Rising to her feet, she ran her
palms down her thighs. “Now what?”
“Let’s have you try it with just a
pair of panties on. That way if they don’t magically shift when you do, then they’ll
easily rip off without doing any damage to your body. When you shift back, we
will know if they come back with you.”
Cora threw up her hands. “You make
it sound so easy.” She turned away from him.
“It is that easy.” He reached his
hand out to turn her back to face him. “Calm down. You need to center
yourself.” Zayn slipped his hands under the waistband of the borrowed sweats.
He helped her pull them down and put them over the arm of the couch. Had he
been a dog, he was sure his tongue would’ve been hanging out over the sheer
panties she had on.
Letting out a nervous sigh, Cora
stepped back. Her eyes closed.
Zayn held his breath. Time stood
still while he waited to see what her wolf would look like, what his mate would
look like as a wolf. He took a step forward, wanting to help, but knowing
nobody but Cora could do this for her.
A gasp was followed by a shimmer
of light, almost too quick for the human eye to see, and then there stood the
most beautiful she-wolf Zayn had ever seen. Her coat matched Cora’s dark brown
hair, with tips of red he couldn’t wait to see in the sunshine or moonlight.
When he told her his mom said she shouldn’t have issues walking due to her
paws, he hoped it was true.
Zayn squatted down, held his hand
out in a gesture for her to come to him. With her walls built up, he couldn’t
reach her through their bond.
“Cora, honey. I know you don’t want me reading your thoughts, and as your mate I will respect
your privacy, but in your shifted form, the only way we can speak
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