Page 74 of Fated to the Wolf Prince

I would do my best not to ruin it when I took her out of it, but I made no promises. If I knew anything about my mate, it was that she would forgive me for any blunders. I wouldn’t even mind the groveling, so long as I got to make it up to her sweet, honeyed pussy. Besides, I’d buy her a thousand dresses if I got to take her out of them at the end of the night.

Her jasmine-and-apple perfume rose around us in a thick cloud, her pupils blown wide as I bent down to lave kisses up the column of her throat.

Her little whimper almost took me out at the knees, and I hadn’t even peeled her out of her gown yet.

“You look good enough to eat in this dress. The whole time I was chasing you, you caught the lights and shone as brightly as my own personal star.” I let my fangs scrape lightly over the skin of her shoulder. Not enough to break it, only enough to tease. Topromise.

But first, I owed her another bonding gift before we completed the blood bond. Forcing my lips away from her was like trying to stop the Yukon, but I managed, just long enough to lead her through the bedroom and attached bathroom. It was oversized compared to the rest of the cabin, but given its purpose, it was perfectly suited.

The shower had three heads, a steam enclosure, and the separate tub was big enough for two. A mirror stretched from the top of the long, marble counter up to the ceiling, reflecting our flushed faces back to us. Her gown was askew from her flight through the woods, but I liked it. She looked wild, like my own personal forest sprite. The way her breasts pressed temptingly against the deep blue fabric urged me tohurry up already and taste her.

Now that I’d had the flavor of her on my tongue, I was ruined for any other dessert. She was finer than the finest wines, and sweeter than any cream a pastry chef could dream up.

Patience, Kane.

I turned the tap on the tub, letting warm water flow and adding a generous pour of lavender-scented bubbles underneath the stream.

“You want to take a bath, first? I kind of thought we might just…” Her cheeks turned adorably pink, and I leaned forward to kiss the tip of her nose.

“My darling, I get the feeling you’re trying to get me into bed.” I gave her my most scandalized expression, and she giggled.

My brilliant, stunning doctor. Giggling like a teenager. I liked every side of her, and I coveted them all.

“I thought you might like to bathe after. There will be blood, and I want you to be able to get comfortable, if you’re sore.”

“Oh. That’s incredibly thoughtful of you. Is this the gift? I accept.” She pressed a kiss to my cheek, and I held her close, breathing in the scent of her hair. So sweet, so innocent. Everything I never knew I so desperately needed.

“No, this isn’t the gift. This is just me loving my mate. Seeing to hereveryneed.”

She caught her breath at the words, and I ran my fingertips over her parted lips. Damn, she made it hard to concentrate.

“What is it?”

“You said loving… you just haven’t said the words yet. I know it’s been fast, but…” She bit her bottom lip, worrying it between her teeth in averydistracting manner.

“I thought I’d shown you, my heart. You are everything to me. The air I breathe, the blood in my veins. Without you, there is no me.OfcourseI love you, more than life itself.”

Tears gathered on her thick, dark lashes, and in that moment, I realized the gravest mistake I’d made yet. In all the ways I’dshownher I cared, I hadn’t understood that she needed to hear the words.

“I love you,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “I love you,” I said again, dropping down to sear a kiss to her clavicle.

“I love you today,” I whispered to the creamy flesh of the tops of her breasts, my hands coming to the laces at the back of the dress, pulling them slowly. “I’ll love you even more tomorrow.” I nibbled her ear as the dress began to gape away from her perfect breasts.

I lifted her easily, setting her on the counter, and began peeling the dress down with slow, measured movements, letting it puddle at her waist. She wore a matching blue corset underneath, her breasts high and needy, pressing against the lacy fabric and begging for my touch, my tongue.

Letting my finger trail down, I traced the edge of the fabric, reveling in the feel of her silky-smooth perfection.

“I will love you every day, every minute, everysecondof eternity.”

She gasped, and I let both hands come forward, cupping her stunning breasts in my hands, lifting them free for my mouth. I played with one nipple lightly with my fingertips while I lavished attention on the other with my tongue.

Brielle moaned and leaned back, letting her bare shoulders press into the mirror. Her eyes fell closed, her knees spread wide to make room for me. I took every inch, loving the way her warmth enveloped me, consumed me.

Her arousal was thick in the air, and I quickly peeled the dress the rest of the way off her, leaving it in a pile on the bathroom floor. She helped me with the corset, pulling once, and an entire row of hidden clips came free, leaving her bare for me.

Goddess, she was perfection. I trailed down her flat belly to her mound, covered only by a thin scrap of blue silk. It matched her mate marks. The sight would stay with me for the rest of my days. Her curls were wild from my hands, her eyes desperate for more, and the wanton way she opened for me… How did I get so lucky?

I shredded the lacy thong, tossing it aside and pushing her thighs wide, giving myself full access to her gleaming wet pussy.

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