Page 76 of Wolf Targeted
The pain mixed with pleasure only heightens my need to come.
“You haven’t given me permission.” I tilt my head back as my chest pushes up, and tingles race down my spine.
“Good girl,” he purrs.
He pushes a second finger inside and curls them to hit that spot that is meant to throw me over the edge. My body shakes violently with my need to come, but I hold back.
“Come for me, Jara,” he says and sucks my clit into his mouth.
My back arches as a scream tears from my lips, and my head thrashes back and forth. White-hot ecstasy explodes through my limbs, making them weak.
“That’s it, mate,” he says and laps at my juices to prolong the orgasm.
“Archer, please,” I beg.
I’m not even sure why I’m begging, or what I’m begging for. I just need… him.
“What is it, mate?” He grins up at me.
“I need you.”
“Not this time.” He sits up on his heels between my spread thighs. “I saw you flinch in pain. I won’t mate with you when you’re still weak and healing.”
“Archer, please. I’m okay, I promise.” I sit up on my elbows and stare him down.
As I sit back, a burning pain stabs at my stomach, and I flinch.
“Look, your hurting yourself right now.” He gently pushes me back on the bed.
“It was just a small pinch. I’m fine, Archer.” I grab his hand and pull him down with me.
Why is he acting like this? I could have sworn he wouldn’t care if I died. He acted like I wasn’t there—like I wasn’t his mate.
Did it take him finding me half dead to get his attention? I don’t know how to feel about that.
My stupid heart fills with hope that we can get through this and all those problems are behind us.
“It’s not fine. I don’t want to hurt you.” He crawls over me and lies next to me, pulling me into the warmth of his arms.
“There are more than physical ways to hurt someone, Archer,” I say but snuggle in closer.
“I know,” he mumbles into my hair. “I’m sorry. The humans are encroaching, and the investigation has me rattled. I thought the only way I could protect the pack was to push you away.”
My mate is an idiot.
“You weren’t cheating?” I ask softly. “When I found out you went to the city after our fight, I couldn’t get the possibility out of my head.”
Archer sits abruptly, resting his elbow on the bed, and stares down at me. “Are you kidding me, Jara? I could never even think about touching another woman.”
He cups my cheek, turning me to face him when I glance away. Shame fills me, and I huff out a breath.
“That’s not how it felt, Archer. It felt very much like you had found someone else and only put up with me because you had to.” I turn my gaze from him.
Tears burn behind my eyes, but I’ve cried too many times for him in the past. I don’t want to cry over him now as well.
His thumb brushes lightly over my cheekbone, and he kisses me softly. All his emotions pour out of him from his lips, and I squeeze my eyes tight, letting them wash over me as he deepens the kiss.
I run my hand through his hair and arch into him. I need his skin on mine. I need my mate inside me, making me remember exactly why we are so good together.
