“Too long.”
“You’ve not been with anyone?” she asked with surprise.
“No.” He chuckled. “One of these days, I’ll be able to take you without worrying I’m going to come after one thrust like a schoolboy.”
“You did ok, last time.” She leaned forward and kissed his nose.
He brought her up his length then lowered her. It was a delicious feeling. She was enveloping the most sensitive part of his body within her warmth. Damn, how could he have thought that he’d be able to live without this? He dropped his head to her perky tits. The nipples were stiff peaks. He brought one into his mouth and sucked. His teeth nipped at the edges. Isobel moved above him on her own. He held her steady, allowing her to find a rhythm that suited her needs. She found it, and his head fell back as he enjoyed the sensation flooding through him. She was riding him like a cowgirl, expertly taming a wild horse. Her breath quickened with her pace, growing faster and faster. His balls drew up. He’d come soon.
“I’m coming,” Isobel called out just before she exploded around his cock. Her pussy clenched hard against his length with the pleasure rippling upward. His own release erupted from his balls and traveled down his length, flooding into her body in spurt after spurt of his hot seed.
He groaned long and loud. Her name left his lips with deep affection. Isobel stilled on his dick even though it was still pulsating inside her.
“We didn’t use a condom,” she panicked.
He nuzzled his head against her breast. His tongue poking out and circling it.
“Perk to being a shifter.”
She brushed him away from her breast, and he brought his head up to look at her.
“You don’t seem as concerned as I am about this. I’m not on the pill. I need to get it sorted. I don’t want children just yet.”
“It’ll be fine. Shifters can tell when their partner is fertile. You’re not.”
“You can?”
He nodded.
“You know those questions I had? I think I’m going to start a list. It seems there’s a lot I need to learn.”
He laughed and reluctantly pulled himself out of her. He brought her into his arms and used his body heat to keep her warm.
“What happens now?” she asked.
“Now.” He paused. What did happen now? He wasn’t going to leave her again that was for sure. He’d been an idiot for five years. He should’ve given her the chance to make decisions for herself. They were together now. No matter what life threw at them. Then it hit him: what had to happen next. It was the only thing they could do.
“You come meet my pack. That’s what happens next.”