Page 28 of Dutiful Wolf's Mail Order Mate

My words hung heavy in the air. Fear threatened to choke me as I waited for his reply, my eyes never leaving his. I wished I could take comfort in the steady, calm expression he wore, but my stomach lurched like I was in free fall.

Rafe was a good alpha. The best I’d ever known. But this was more than most males had taken on without complaint. We were the threat to his safety. We were the catalyst for Bowen’s fury.

But none of that stopped the aching in my chest at the thought of losing this closeness with my mate.

He lowered his head, his lips brushing against mine in a whisper-soft caress. “I’m never letting you go, little wolf.”

The words were a vow, spoken in a low rasp that sent shivers down my spine. His hand slid around to the back of my neck, pulling me closer. My lips parted in a gasp as he deepened the kiss, claiming me with an intensity that stole my breath.

The water beat down on us, washing away the day’s worries with every drop. I moaned against Rafe’s mouth, my body melting against his as desire coursed through me. He growled, the low sound reverberating through me, and the sting of his teeth nipping my bottom lip nearly brought my knees out from under me.

I clung to him, desperate for more, the raw hunger in his kisses sending me spiraling higher. When he finally broke the kiss, I was panting, my chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath.

Rafe rested his forehead against mine, his eyes closed as he drew in a deep, shuddering breath. “Fuck, Maddy...”

The rasp of his voice was pure sin, and I could feel his growing arousal pressing against my thigh. I leaned into him, tracing the tip of my tongue along the shell of his ear and smiling as I heard his breath catch in his throat.

“Let me take care of you,” I whispered, letting my fingers trail down his chest. “Let me show you my gratitude.”

A shudder wracked his body as I took his cock in my hand, the growl of his wolf thrumming through the room. He groaned as I began to stroke him, long and slow, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise.

“Fuck,” he breathed, the word a guttural sound in the back of his throat. “And how do you plan to do that?”

I made my way to my knees, rolling my thumb over the swollen head of his cock and slicking my movements with his precum.

“I might have been a virgin, but I’m not entirely naive. I’ve touched myself.” I raised my eyes to meet his, flashing him a wicked smile. “I’ve given head.”

“You’ll just have to show me.” Rafe swore as I licked him, my tongue swirling along the length of him and catching the underside of his shaft. He tangled his fingers in my wet hair, a low groan of pleasure rumbling through his chest. “To make sure you’ve had a thorough education.”

I parted my lips, letting him sink into my mouth, slow and inch by glorious inch. His grip on my hair tightened, a hiss slipping between his teeth. He tasted salty and clean, and I hummed as I began to suckle him.

The urge to swallow him whole, to make him lose control, gripped me in its talons. My tongue swirled over the velvety tip of his dick. I pushed forward, relaxing my jaw to take in a little more, a little faster.

Rafe’s groan filled my ears, spurring me on. I wrapped a hand around the base of his cock, pumping it in time with each bob of my head. He shuddered, the muscles of his thighs tensing as I found a steady rhythm.

I could lose myself in the delicious act of worshiping his body. His scent flooded my nostrils, driving away any rational thought left in my head. My wolf whined and clawed and howled in my head. Desperation ran through her, utter need for me to acknowledge the piece of the puzzle she’d known from the moment we stepped into Dusk Valley territory.

Rafe was my mate. My fated mate.

And my wolf was relentless in her insistence that I admit the truth.

Not just convenience. Not just someone to hide behind. I’d picked him instinctively, following the unknown siren call to the exact place I needed to be—with him. I needed someone to have my back and let me make my mistakes. I needed someone to let me breathe and stand on my own. He didn’t want some meek thing, he wanted me. He wanted me as his equal.

I didn’t have anything worth actual money to my name, but I had my heart and soul and body. I was entirely his.

I lifted my gaze to find Rafe staring down at me, his eyes dark with lust and his teeth digging into his bottom lip. His fingers flexed in my hair, tugging me toward him. A wave of heat washed over me, desire pooling in my core as his cock slid deeper into my mouth.

“Fuck, that’s good,” he groaned, his grip on my hair tightening as he guided my movements. “Are you as wet as you smell, little wolf? Show me how you touch yourself.”

I moaned around him, the vibration causing his hips to jerk forward. He held me in place as he thrust into my mouth, fucking me with a new level of hunger that left me trembling. My hand drifted lower, rubbing the bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs.

The combination of having my pussy played with, and the sight of Rafe’s face contorting in ecstasy... I was helpless against the building pressure, the coil in my belly winding tighter and tighter with every flick of my fingers.

A growl vibrated through his chest, a feral sound that sent shivers down my spine. His pace quickened, his grip on my hair turning almost punishing. The taste of him coated my tongue and I swallowed around him, taking him as deep as I could.

His breath turned ragged, his head dropping back against the wall. “I want you to come for me, Maddy. Right now. I want to hear you moan while your filthy mouth is full of my cock.”

I slipped a finger inside of me, slicking my clit with my own wetness as I worked myself into a frenzy. I craved release, the ache inside me desperate for him to fill me completely. My eyelids fluttered shut, my moans coming faster as I rode the edge of oblivion.

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