Page 34 of The Guardian's True-Mate

“I have no objections to that plan,” he said, squeezing my ass again. “In fact, it’s probably the best battle plan I’ve ever heard laid out.”

“Remember that if we ever have the occasion to go into a war room together,” I grinned and kissed him before he could get too caught up in making up wars that we might have to deal with in the future.

We kissed long and hard, our tongues dancing between our mouths. I gave into the kiss and what our bodies wanted. Wiggling around, I pushed Cardian’s shirt up around his neck so I could touch as much of him as possible. Laughing, he sat up and pulled it off over his head and then stole mine too, for good measure.

In a swift vampyric motion, Cardian had me on my back with his tongue teasing the hard peak of my nipple. I sucked in a hard, sharp breath and ran my fingers through his hair. His hand found my dick, stiff under my jeans. He squeezed and stroked me through the denim until I thrust against his hand, wanting more from him. Each touch bumped up the temperature of the room, but it didn’t matter how hot the house grew as long as I was with Cardian. I’d kiss him and suck him on the rim of a volcano if that’s the only place we could find to be alone.

I lost myself to his mouth as he kissed from one nipple to the other, sending shimmies of desire up and down my back. He dragged his tongue down my stomach, tracing the outlines of my lean abs. He stopped and kissed my navel. A distraction tactic, as he undid my fly and freed my dick from its fabric prison.

A sigh of relief escaped my mouth, as the cool air of the room played on my bare, hard shaft. Still kissing and licking my belly, Cardian took me in his hand and stroked. A sigh bubbled over my lips as his affections eased the urgency building inside me from the heat. He teased me with slow deliberate strokes before letting go of me. I opened my mouth to complain but a second later my legs were in the air as Cardian tugged off my jeans and underwear. They landed on the floor with a soft thud. I almost told him to strip too, but his mouth was on me before the words finished forming on my tongue.

His tongue twirled around the blazing head of my cock, his breath cooling the fire just enough for the licks to feel delicious. Cardian’s hands caressed all over my body as he worked me over with his mouth. I sank into the sofa, forgetting that heat brewed in my belly or that Scott smelled like he might pop any day now when we left their house.

Instead, I thought about Cardian and how many ‘stars’ had to come into alignment for us to meet this time around. For once, it felt like the universe was on my side and I was going to take the fullest advantage of that fact.

Cardian’s hand ran down my thighs leaving behind a trail of goosebumps as it traveled to my balls. With his fingertips, he teased the textured skin of my scrotum until my heels dug into the sofa and my hips arched up seeking even more affection. He squeezed them, varying the pressure and stoking the fire inside my belly.

“Alpha,” the word trailed over my tongue as his mouth sank low on my shaft.

He looked up my body, meeting my gaze. My hunger mirrored back to me in his eyes. I licked my parched lips and ran my hands down my body to his shoulders. The heat-fueled fire blazed inside me. I needed him there too to combat the flames. Heat meant either drowning in desire or drowning in pleasure, I’d choose pleasure any day.

Despite the fire inside me, Cardian took his time. He kissed and licked back up my torso. He stopped to tease one nipple and then the other until my back arched high offering him my flesh for whatever pleasure I could steal from his mouth. He licked up my throat and across my shoulder until he found my swollen claiming gland. I winced as he placed a promising kiss atop it.

Under the taut skin the gland was filled with the clear magical fluid of the claiming vows. The glands laid dormant for most of our lives only coming to life and filling with the bonding fluid once we encountered our true-mates. It was the exchange of this fluid that bonded us together. It filled us in on important memories, changed our scents to smell more like each other and ‘taken.’ Mostly importantly to me – it opened the mating link. The link would give us the same ability to communicate as a family or group link, but it was private and just for us. It was the link that allowed true-mates to move through life in tandem, seeming to always be in sync. I wanted inside Cardian’s head almost as much as I wanted his thick cock inside me.

“Do you like those pants?” I asked Cardian, drawing his attention back to me.

“What pants?”

“Your pants. The ones you’re wearing.”

“Umm… why?” he laughed, leaning his head back enough to meet my gaze.

“My wolf is considering tearing them off.”

“Oh, really?” he smirked at me and grabbed both of my hands to hold them against the arm of the sofa.

“He’s not the most patient sort, you know.”

“Is he okay in there?” Cardian asked.

“He’s just horny,” I laughed.

“I meant because I don’t have an inner beast and all.”

“He’s fine. Like always, he feels what I feel. He’s just not as gracious and patient as I am.”

“Good. I was worried there for a second.”

“That he was too patient?” I laughed.

“No, that he was lonely because I didn’t have an inner beast.”

“We’re not lonely around you,” I said, and my eyes shifted to that of my wolf.

Cardian claimed my lips in a long hard kiss, still holding my hands above my head. I grabbed the hems of his pants legs and tugged. I didn’t make any progress due to his belt, but it reminded him that if I ‘escaped’ his pants were dead meat.

When the kiss broke, Cardian held my hands in place gazing into my eyes for a long second before he stood up. A chill shimmied down my spine as his scent filled my head. I’d never wanted anyone in my life as much as I wanted this man. He pushed my knees to my chest and told me to keep them there.

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