right. Mating with a human would change things for the Bledris in years to come. He’d just have to make sure he trained up a good young wolf to replace him when the time came.
An hour later, the potted fir tree stood in the corner of the lounge, and he’d unearthed the box of decorations. There was a bright assortment of colored baubles and tinsel for the tree, along with some shiny garlands and tinsel that could go on the walls or hang from the ceiling. Totally intent on his task, he almost missed the soft footstep behind him.
Her scent hit him at the same time as she cleared her throat. He spun around to see her standing in the doorway, one hand leaning on the frame. Fluffy pajamas—yep, he got that right. His cock hardened at the memory of what lay beneath them. Her expression was serious and alarm shot through him.
“ Cariad , is something the matter?”
Chapter 29
Lillian stared at Jake, on his hands and knees on the floor. She remembered when she’d stripped for him and he’d knelt and licked inside her thigh… She felt a surge of moisture between her legs. That hadn’t been real. This was. She took a step toward him and sought her voice. “I thought I heard a noise.” She noticed what he’d been doing. “You’re decorating?” Well, duh .
“I am,” he agreed quietly, still looking every bit the predator. Lillian hauled in a shaky breath. How could she explain that she’d gone looking for him and found his bed untouched? That she’d been unable to stay away from him? She didn’t want to be hurt again. Could she trust him?
“It’s late. Are wolves nocturnal?”
She took another step. When Jake held out a hand, she closed the distance and took it, twining their fingers together.
“I couldn’t sleep.” He waved a hand at the decorations lined up along the floor. “I wanted to surprise you in the morning. I’m sorry if I woke you.” He squeezed her fingers and flashed her that wolfish smile she recognized from her dreams. “And no, we’re not nocturnal. Neither do we howl at the moon.” He winked. “Not often, anyway.”
The warmth from his hand felt as though it traveled up her arm, heating her inside, and softening her brittle shell. He looked so appealing. “You weren’t in bed,” she blurted and felt her cheeks color under his scrutiny.
“Were you going to join me, Cariad ?” God , that voice. The lilting accent made her weak at the knees, or was that just her proximity to him? Her mouth so dry she feared she’d never speak again, Lillian nodded. Jake blinked, inhaled a long, deep breath and caught her other hand, drawing her next to him. “Let’s go to bed.”
*
With his wolf roaring in delight, Jake scrambled to his feet and swept up his Mate in his arms. Suddenly everything seemed right in his world. Her little noise of surprise faded quickly, and an amused smile spread across her face—her nose crinkling and all her freckles dancing. He dropped a kiss on the tip of her nose and hurried up the stairs, afraid she might change her mind again.
She was light to carry— she doesn’t eat enough —and Jake’s thoughts jumped in another direction. He was a big, strong Alpha and she was so fragile. Would he be too much for her? Too rough? Wolves were not known for their delicate lovemaking. He would take it slow, treat her with the reverence she deserved. His wolf disagreed, but he was determined to stay in control.
They reached his room and he laid her gently on the bed, expecting her to let go. Instead, she tightened her arms around his neck and sought his lips. He groaned at her taste, his cock throbbing the moment her tongue flicked inside his mouth. Right now he could hammer nails with his dick, he was so hard.
He eased onto the bed to kneel over her, straddling her thighs and she clung to him, squeezing him even closer. “God, Jake. I want you so much.” She slid her hands down his back creating ripples of pleasure that spread across his body. She tugged at
An hour later, the potted fir tree stood in the corner of the lounge, and he’d unearthed the box of decorations. There was a bright assortment of colored baubles and tinsel for the tree, along with some shiny garlands and tinsel that could go on the walls or hang from the ceiling. Totally intent on his task, he almost missed the soft footstep behind him.
Her scent hit him at the same time as she cleared her throat. He spun around to see her standing in the doorway, one hand leaning on the frame. Fluffy pajamas—yep, he got that right. His cock hardened at the memory of what lay beneath them. Her expression was serious and alarm shot through him.
“ Cariad , is something the matter?”
Chapter 29
Lillian stared at Jake, on his hands and knees on the floor. She remembered when she’d stripped for him and he’d knelt and licked inside her thigh… She felt a surge of moisture between her legs. That hadn’t been real. This was. She took a step toward him and sought her voice. “I thought I heard a noise.” She noticed what he’d been doing. “You’re decorating?” Well, duh .
“I am,” he agreed quietly, still looking every bit the predator. Lillian hauled in a shaky breath. How could she explain that she’d gone looking for him and found his bed untouched? That she’d been unable to stay away from him? She didn’t want to be hurt again. Could she trust him?
“It’s late. Are wolves nocturnal?”
She took another step. When Jake held out a hand, she closed the distance and took it, twining their fingers together.
“I couldn’t sleep.” He waved a hand at the decorations lined up along the floor. “I wanted to surprise you in the morning. I’m sorry if I woke you.” He squeezed her fingers and flashed her that wolfish smile she recognized from her dreams. “And no, we’re not nocturnal. Neither do we howl at the moon.” He winked. “Not often, anyway.”
The warmth from his hand felt as though it traveled up her arm, heating her inside, and softening her brittle shell. He looked so appealing. “You weren’t in bed,” she blurted and felt her cheeks color under his scrutiny.
“Were you going to join me, Cariad ?” God , that voice. The lilting accent made her weak at the knees, or was that just her proximity to him? Her mouth so dry she feared she’d never speak again, Lillian nodded. Jake blinked, inhaled a long, deep breath and caught her other hand, drawing her next to him. “Let’s go to bed.”
*
With his wolf roaring in delight, Jake scrambled to his feet and swept up his Mate in his arms. Suddenly everything seemed right in his world. Her little noise of surprise faded quickly, and an amused smile spread across her face—her nose crinkling and all her freckles dancing. He dropped a kiss on the tip of her nose and hurried up the stairs, afraid she might change her mind again.
She was light to carry— she doesn’t eat enough —and Jake’s thoughts jumped in another direction. He was a big, strong Alpha and she was so fragile. Would he be too much for her? Too rough? Wolves were not known for their delicate lovemaking. He would take it slow, treat her with the reverence she deserved. His wolf disagreed, but he was determined to stay in control.
They reached his room and he laid her gently on the bed, expecting her to let go. Instead, she tightened her arms around his neck and sought his lips. He groaned at her taste, his cock throbbing the moment her tongue flicked inside his mouth. Right now he could hammer nails with his dick, he was so hard.
He eased onto the bed to kneel over her, straddling her thighs and she clung to him, squeezing him even closer. “God, Jake. I want you so much.” She slid her hands down his back creating ripples of pleasure that spread across his body. She tugged at
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