Page 38 of Remy & the Wildcat

She cupped his face and wiggled in his arms, getting as close to him as possible. He held her so easily, his strength astounding her.

“I’m crazy about you,” she whispered against his lips. “Fate brought us together on the full moon. Without you in my life, I don’t know what I’d be doing, but I’d be alone. I’m sorry my life is so fucked-up right now.”

His eyes darkened and his fingers tightened on her. “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but right here with you, no matter what’s going on in your life. We’re in it together, because that’s what truemates do. We’ll get through this, side-by-side, hell or high water. Whatever Leif thinks he can throw at us, we’ll deflect and defend. The majority of the pride is on our side, and we can take comfort in knowing that. Leif showed his true colors tonight and he failed. You and I are okay and we’re joined together in the eyes of the pride, and we’re interim alphas. We may not hold all the power that we will on the full moon, but it’s a step in the right direction.”

“You know what’s another step?” she asked coyly, her body heating.

“What’s that, little cat?”

“The bedroom. Giddyup.”

He laughed and carried her to the bedroom while she nibbled on his neck and bit gently on the mating mark she’d given him. He growled as he lowered her to the bed.

Hooking his finger in the button of her jeans, he undid it and the zipper, then swiftly slipped them down her legs. His eyes flashed as he gazed at her.

“You weren’t wearing anything under your jeans?”

“Nope,” she said, rubbing her toes along his thigh. “You have too many clothes on, Remy.”

She tugged the tank top over her head, and laid bare before him.

He kept his gaze on hers as he stripped, tossing his clothes off. He grasped her hips and dragged her to the edge of the bed.

When his mouth parted, she could see the gleam of his fangs and see the flash of amber in his gaze. Her wildcat purred and the sound made her chest vibrate as need welled up in her.

He growled as he stroked his hands down the inside of her thighs. She wanted everything. She wanted it fast but slow, hard but tender.

How could she want so many different things at the same time?

“Are you wet, my mate?” Remy asked. His voice had gone even lower, his eyes darkening and a growl rumbling in his chest.

She tilted her hips in invitation and grasped the bedding above her head.

He held her gaze as he slid a finger achingly slow into her pussy and the feeling was so raw and intense that she couldn’t look away from him. He lowered his gaze to watch as he pulsed his finger in and out of her, drawing her wetness over her clit with soft touches before plunging back in again. She was hot and achy, needy in a way she’d never experienced before.

Her toes curled and she flexed her hips, wanting more.

He spread her open with his fingers and rubbed her clit, at the same time as he slowly pressed his thick length inside her. The feeling of being filled completely and teased at the same time was overwhelming. She slapped her hands on the bed, her nails digging into the blanket.

“Come around my dick, sweetheart,” he crooned when he was fully seated with her, his cock throbbing and his fingers strumming her clit swiftly.

Throwing back her head she let herself go into the heat that spiraled inside her, the warmth in her belly spreading as he drove her to the height of pleasure.

As her climax poured over her, she cried out his name and he howled in return, the sound of his wolf’s claiming.

As her climax threatened to burn her alive, he pulled from her and rolled her to her stomach, her legs hitting the side of the bed. He tilted her hips and slammed home inside her, holding her where he wanted as he fucked her hard and fast.

She gave herself to his claiming as her pleasure pulsed within her with each stroke of his cock, until she was coming a second time and taking him with her.

He snarled deeply, wildly as he came, a sharp but quick pain slicing into her hips as he held her close with his cock spasming inside her.

He caught himself on either side of her, pressing the side of his head to hers as they both struggled to catch their breath.

“My claws came out, did I hurt you?” he whispered hoarsely.

“So that’s what that was?”

He snarled and pulled from her body, then tenderly lifted her from the bed and set her on her back. He bent over her hips. She rose onto her elbows and saw smears of blood on her hips, where his claws had dug into her skin. It ached a little, but it was also healing fast too.

---