Page 31 of The Wolf's Pregnant Rejected Mate

Before he could imagine what life would be like if she got pregnant from their one-night stand, he put down the water bottle.

“We’re going to try some punching and dodging now,” he said.

“I thought we were going to stretch out my arms?” One of Tess’s black eyebrows arched.

Ryder shrugged. “Changed my mind. Now. Get into your stance.”

Tess put her water away and got into the right stance. Feet apart and slightly askew so she could adjust her weight however she needed. He walked through a slow trading of punches before he called for her to put it into practice while he moved around her. Tess’s face screwed up in concentration as she punched and lunged at him.

“You overstepped,” he told her when she stumbled past him, her arm swinging wildly.

Tess recentered herself and swung again. After several minutes, she came at him with her left hook. When he sidestepped, her right fist drove into his stomach. It was a solid punch, driving the air from his lungs.

“I did it!” she crowed, jumping up and down. “I hit you!” Her sweaty face glowed with triumph even as she blushed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to hit you that hard.”

Ryder chuckled as he straightened. The way she danced around while being simultaneously embarrassed was just too damn adorable. He rubbed his stomach. It was impressive that she’d managed something that hit that hard after the trouble she’d been having earlier.

“You did well,” he said once he regained his breath. “It was a good trick. I’m impressed.”

“Impressed?” Tess beamed. “Here, I thought it was that sort of thing that turned you on.”

Her cheeks went even redder as her eyes widened. She clapped her hands over that pretty mouth of hers and shrank back. Clearly, she expected him to be angry at her. When he was quiet, though, the worry in her eyes shifted. Curiosity radiated from her.

She lowered her hands. “Is it?”

Ryder nodded. “This whole afternoon is one big turn-on for me.”

“Oh.” Tess glanced around at the high fence around them. “Then… will you teach me more about sex, too?”

“More?” he repeated. He searched her face as his wolf growled in pleasure.

Tess nodded slowly. “One time isn’t enough to learn everything, is it?”

“No. It’s not.” Ryder took her hand.

Where, though? They couldn’t have sex here on the lawn. Anyone could look over the fence. Worse, his mother could come home and look through a window. The shed. It was kept clean enough and would give them privacy.

Ryder led her toward the shed. His heart pounded with excitement. Her scent surrounded him as he shut the door behind them. Tess melded against him, and their mouths crashed together. Fuck yes! Ryder gripped her hips and pulled her tight to him, grinding himself against her. This was exactly what he needed.

Chapter 17 - Tess

Tess groaned as Ryder pushed her up against the wall. His kisses made her dizzy, the softness of his lips against hers. He teased her mouth open and explored her mouth eagerly. Tess echoed it, clinging to him as his hands roamed over her. Her skin felt too tight for her body. She wanted him so badly that it made her wolf howl with need.

She loosened his pants and reached into them, finding him. Ryder jerked and groaned into her hand.

“Do you like it when I do that?” she asked, stroking him gently.

Ryder pulled back slightly, his dark blue eyes even darker with lust. His brown hair fell over his forehead, and the intensity with which he looked at her made her shiver. He undid her pants as well, sliding a hand between her legs. His fingers moved, finding her clit. A rush of pleasure burst through her as he started to mimic her own hand movements.

“Do you want to try a new position?” he grunted, his hips moving slightly back and forth.

“Um—” Tess bit back a cry as she jerked beneath Ryder’s touch. She nodded, her free hand clutching at his hair. “From behind. I want you to hold onto my hips and take me from behind.”

Ryder nodded. “We will, then. But first, there’s something else I want to try. Do you want me to tell you or just do it?”

Excitement coursed through her. His fingers stroked along her clit again, making her shudder. She forgot that she was supposed to be helping him, too, and her hand tightened in reflex. He gasped, jerking forward. He caught her mouth again, grinding himself against her as he growled in his throat. It was so damn sexy that all Tess could do was hold onto him.

“Answer me,” he demanded as he moved to her sensitive throat.

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