Page 62 of Chosen Destiny

He dropped his jeans, and I shed my clothes as we entered the bathroom. He stepped into the stall and under the water. Dirt trickled to the gray tile and swirled down the drain.

Not wanting to be separated from him one second longer, I joined him, snatching the bar of soap and sudsing up his body. Heat flooded me as my hands caressed his hard muscles and I cleaned him thoroughly. As I washed his mark, I admired the tattoo. It wasn’t as intricate as mine, consisting of only a paw print beneath the center of his collarbone, and it was about one-third the size, but I loved it. It was further proof that we were mated to each other.

He swiped the soap from me and quickly cleaned the rest of his body. I arched a brow and pouted.

He laughed. “You’re way too slow. I need to touch you, and I want to be clean before I do.”

Soon, he was rinsing off and pulling me against his chest.

Desire flared within me, and I desperately needed to taste him. I kissed him, and he responded with vigor, his tongue slipping into my mouth. His minty taste infused me, his scent making the world spin. My heart swelled as my body pulsed with need.

We couldn’t go slow. Ineededhim… needed our connection. Slow could come later.

He must have felt the same because his hands slid between my legs, circling between my lower lips. I tilted my head back as he kissed his way down my chin and neck, his teeth grazing the base of my throat where he’d bitten me when he’d claimed me.

I sagged against him, and he stepped forward, pushing my back against the tile as he moved into the water.

My eyelids lowered, heavy with desire as I ogled him. His hand brushed my nipple as he quickened his pace between my legs. His mouth went to my breast, and his tongue licked the nipple. Need clenched inside me.

I moaned, unable to stop myself, and ground my hips against his hand, prompting him to slip two fingers inside me. His teeth gently grazed my sensitive flesh, and I whimpered. My muscles clenched as he moved both his fingers and tongue faster, bringing me to ecstasy. Even as I pulsed and melted, he didn’t relent, continuing his torture and turning me into a mess of a puddle for him.

I reached down and stroked him, and his breathing turned ragged as his hips jerked in time with my hand. We worked each other into a frenzy.

Another orgasm consumed me, my muscles tensing as pleasure rolled through me. My body clenched around his fingers.

As the second wave of pleasure eased, I tried to pull away, more sensitive to his touch now, but he held me firmly.

“Again,” he growled, his words igniting something inside me.

Somehow, my body responded, ready for more. But my wolf howled in my head, confirming what we both needed. “Not your fingers. I needyou.”

“Fuck,” he gritted out, stepping between my legs and lifting me against the wall.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed in, filling me. He pressed his mouth to mine, and his tongue stroked me in rhythm with his thrusts, driving me wild.

With Bodey inside me, I adjusted my legs so he could sink deeper.

Each time he completed me, our emotions and sensations swirled together as our souls became one.Thiswas the connection I’d missed and desired.

My next release was imminent, and our kisses became messy as our pace quickened. He pushed hard inside me and stilled, reaching down to circle between my lips, and another orgasm rocked through me, filling our bond.

I love you,he linked as his body quivered with his own release. Our pleasures melded, and the world grew hazy around us.

I love you too,I responded as I tightened around him even more.

All too soon, our pleasure ebbed, and our souls separated again. The jolt of our bond and our love for each other still swirled between us.

Damn.He peppered kisses over my face as he pulled away and stepped back into the water. I followed him, not ready to give up touching him. I pressed my lips to his, and our tongues tangled again.

The water turned cold, and we rinsed again quickly.

Your Majesties,a man linked with us.There’s an unfamiliar car approaching.

Bodey and I glanced at each other and reached for our towels. We dried off as Bodey replied,How many people are inside?

Just one.

That was suspicious.Don’t let your guard down. It could be a diversion.

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