9
Damon
Ever since we babysat for Tane and Calliope, Trinity had seemed distracted. She hadn’t brought up the idea of opening a restaurant, but I was selfishly hoping that was because she was seriously considering it. She also hadn’t mentioned her boss’s looming deadline for returning to New York if she wanted to keep her job. With so many details about our future up in the air, my wolf was feeling even more territorial. My human side, too.
Pressing her curvy body into the mattress, I licked over my mating mark and ground my hips against hers. She twined her arms around my neck and hummed. “I love your idea of a wake-up call.”
“And I fucking love waking up to your curvy body pressed against mine.” I nibbled along her jawline and glided my palms up her body to cup her tits. “It doesn’t matter if I had you only a few hours ago. My cock is always ready to sink deep inside your tight heat before my eyes even open.”
“What a lucky coincidence.” She lowered her arms to rake her nails down my back. “Because I’m more than ready to feel you moving inside me again.”
My cock was already rock hard, and her request made it feel heavier. We hadn’t put any clothes on after the last time we’d had sex, so there weren’t any barriers between us. I took possession of her mouth, kissing her hard over and over again. She was mine. “I’ll never get enough of you.”
Dropping my hand to her breast, I cupped the soft weight as I rolled her nipple between my finger and thumb. The peak instantly pebbled, and she arched her back to press more firmly into my touch. When I sucked her tit into my mouth, the breath hissed out of her. “You taste so damn good.”
“Please,” she gasped, twining her fingers in my hair.
I worked first one side and then the other, using my teeth, tongue, and lips to drive her to the edge. Her pleas echoed around the room as I kissed down the length of her body. Pulling her thighs apart with my hands, I inhaled the scent of her desire. “So fucking sweet.”
After wedging my shoulders between her thighs, I draped her legs over my arms. Then I bent my head and plunged my tongue deep. Her taste was addictive, and I couldn’t suck her desire out of her fast enough with my tongue. Holding my mate still while I devoured her, I brought her over the edge twice before I lifted my head to crawl back up her body. I pushed the head of my cock into her drenched channel and demanded, “Give me your eyes, kitten. I want to see your gorgeous brown eyes when you fly apart for me again while your pussy milks the come from my cock.”
My blood pounded with need as her lids drifted open. Her dark orbs were clouded with desire. Now that she’d given me what I wanted, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I surged in with a brutal thrust, anchoring myself balls deep. Feeling the tell-tale tingle at the base of my spine, I held still while I tried to regain some of my shredded control. But my mate didn’t care how close I already was to the edge. Her nails dug into my back as she wiggled her hips. “Please. I need you to move. Now.”
I began to move inside her, groaning as my cock dragged against her tight walls. The fiery clutch was almost more than I could bear, but I refused to find my release before her. I kept a relentless pace, watching her face the entire time. I saw the tension build, the helpless need in her gaze matching what I felt. I loved how her eyes glazed over as she got closer. How the squeeze of her pussy around my hard length became tighter.
Her hips lifted off the mattress to meet mine, thrust for thrust, as I buried myself as deep as I could go. When the inferno between us burned as bright as possible, I slid my hand between our bodies and pressed my thumb against her clit. Her lips parted on a gasp, and I felt her pussy clamp down around me. “That’s right, kitten. Come hard for me.”
“Oh, yes. Damon. Yes,” she cried.
I slammed into her again and felt her body tighten to the point where I had to fight to get back inside. But I didn’t stop moving until her body went taut, and she screamed. Her orgasm finally tore through her, and it took me along with her. My cock jerked, and she shuddered when my hot jets of come splashed against her walls. I buried my face in her neck as the ripples continued, and I rode us through our powerful releases.
As I collapsed onto the mattress and rolled onto my back, I pulled my mate with me. When I had her settled on my chest, her body sprawled on top of mine, I sent up a prayer that my seed filled her womb, and I’d be able to scent her pregnancy soon.
“I hate that it took me this long to find you.” I rested my forehead against hers. “If we’d just bumped into each other during one of your brief visits before, there wouldn’t have been so many wasted years. Who knows how many pups we would’ve already had by now?”
She stroked her fingers through my hair, her dark eyes full of regret. “I’m sorry my bias against Timber Ridge kept me from staying longer than a day on the rare times I came. If I’d been around more, I’m sure we would have met before now.”
The last thing I wanted was for her to feel guilty over decisions she’d made due to the pain she’d felt when her brother chose to join our pack. Cupping her cheeks with my palms, I claimed her lips in a deep kiss before whispering, “It’s not your fault, kitten.”
“But if I’d only—”
I cut off her argument with another kiss. “We’re not going to play the what-if game. The past doesn’t matter. Only the many years we get to spend together.”
She relaxed against me as the tension drained from her body. “Thank goodness for those shifter genes, huh?”
I’d never been happier about how long shifters lived than when I found Trinity. Before her, I’d expected my years to be filled with loneliness. But she’d transformed my future into something wonderful, no matter where we lived. “How would you feel about driving my truck out to New York so we could bring some of my stuff with me? And then I wouldn’t have to worry about exploring the area while you’re working.”
Her head jerked up, and she stared at me with wide eyes. “Would you really move to New York City with me?”
“Of course, I would.” I brushed my lips over hers. “Towns are just a place to live, but where we are doesn’t really matter to me. My home is with you, Trinity.”
The smile she flashed me was blinding. “You’re absolutely right. Which is why I think we should just make a short visit to New York so I can quit my job in person. And when we come back to Timber Ridge, I’ll get to work on opening up my very own restaurant. I already have the perfect chef in mind who will be excited to design a farm-to-table menu that will also include rare, hard-to-find proteins that shifters will appreciate.”
“Are you sure that’s what you want to do?” The blood started to pump harder through my veins at the possibility that my gorgeous mate was willing to leave her big city life behind for me.
“I’m one hundred percent certain.” She toyed with the hair at the back of my neck, her expression going soft. “You’ve changed my perspective of Timber Ridge. I love you, and you love it here.”
“I love you so fucking much, kitten.” It felt as though the admission was torn from deep inside my soul.