Page 42 of Country and Clove
“Because I can’t lie to myself any longer.” He closed the space between them. “And not just because you’re my mate. I’m in love with you, Clove.” The cautiously built wall of emotional protection she’d been hiding herself behind crumbled the moment those words tumbled from his lips. “I’m in love with you and I was an idiot to think there was anything in the world more important than that truth.”
“I’m scared,” she whispered as fear overwhelmed the tentative bliss simmering along her veins. His fingers landed gently on her cheek. How long had she been aching to hear those words? Now that she had, they filled her with terror.
“I know I hurt you. I know I broke your heart and left you alone to suffer. I’ll never forgive myself for that. But if you’ll let me, I’ll spend every day for the rest of our lives making it up to you and proving what a fool I was to deny this for so long.” His eyes were pleading, their maple color glowing with the wolf beneath. “Please choose me. I’m not sure I deserve it, but I don’t think I can bear to live another moment without being able to call you mine.”
Aaron’s words were so genuine, pure. It felt like color was filling in Clove’s black-and-white world. Like she’d been underwater her whole life and had finally come up for air.
“I love you too, Aaron, and I still want this. I never stopped wanting you.”
Mine. Aaron’s wolf called to her and his eyes widened in surprise.
Mine. Clove’s wolf called back and she gasped. He was on her in seconds. She wrapped her arms around Aaron’s neck, pulling him down until their lips crashed together.
His kiss was a wildfire, burning through every last bit of resistance. He wanted her and that realization brought light bursting into the shadowy places she’d been drowning in for weeks.
Clove’s body was alight with need. She clawed at his clothes, only unbuttoning his shirt halfway before yanking it over his head. She ran her hands along the hard muscles of his chest and abs.
Aaron groaned at her touch, his own hands fighting to free her of her clothes. Their movements were a blur of hands and clothes, of lips and burning skin. She threw herself into his arms when they were finally both bare. Aaron’s erection dug into her stomach. She reached a hand down to stroke him and then dropped to her knees. Her lips hadn’t even made it to the tip when Aaron hauled her back up.
“Absolutely not, darlin’.” He backed her across the room before gripping her by the waist and setting her on a large saddle that was sitting out on a stand. “I’ve got a hell of a lot of making up to do.” He turned her around so she was sitting backwards on the saddle then dragged her to the edge. “And my years of groveling and giving you every ounce of pleasure you deserve start now.”
He dropped down, his hands falling to her knees as he gazed up at her with a wickedness that made arousal pool between her thighs. Clove reached down, gripping the edges of the saddle as Aaron’s hands slid up her inner thighs. He parted her, his eyes devouring her center as he licked his lips. She hooked both legs over his shoulders and he rumbled in approval. He ran his tongue from the inside of her knee all the way up to the top of her thigh. Then he switched sides and did the same thing all over again.
“Aaron,” she whined in frustration. Aaron chuckled darkly and the sound made her shiver with need. When his mouth finally landed on her center, she practically fainted.
He didn’t start off softly this time. He sucked her clit between his lips and thrust two fingers inside her. She buried a hand in his hair, driving his face into her pussy and grinding up against him. The pent-up need within her demanded release, and Aaron’s masterful tongue had her riding the edge of an orgasm faster than she’d even thought possible. His tongue flicked out as his fingers rubbed that perfect spot again and again.
The next time he drew her in between his lips, she saw stars. Her fingers locked in his hair, her body seizing up as every nerve ending between her thighs fired pleasure up her spine and deep within her core. Aaron’s fingers kept their torturously pleasurable pace going and his tongue darted out softly, prolonging her orgasm and making her forget how to breathe. When he pulled his face from her center, it was shiny with the evidence of his success. He grinned up at her, the lust in his eyes making her wetter by the moment.
Aaron lifted her off the saddle with her legs still over his shoulders and gently laid her on her back. His tongue trailed through her wetness before delving deep inside her. Clove’s back arched in pleasure. He feasted on her, making her body spasm and jump. Aaron wasn’t satisfied until she’d come again, and again, and again. By the time he withdrew his face from between her thighs, she was breathless and limp.
His whisky eyes glowed as he moved over her, lining himself up with her entrance. Clove yanked him down for a kiss, tasting her euphoria on his lips. Aaron had been in charge every time they’d hooked up or gotten close. Not this time. She hooked a leg around his and rolled them over, forcing Aaron to his back. Sitting up, she straddled him, wearing a victorious smile.
Her pussy was wet and ready when she slid the first few inches down on his length. Her muscles tensed. She’d forgotten just how thick he was. Aaron bucked up beneath her, sheathing himself, and she gasped at the unbelievable sensation of fullness.
“Hey,” she groused at him. “I am in charge here.”
Aaron gave her a smirk that was all danger and dimples and her ovaries practically burst.
“All right then, pretty girl. Show me how you ride.”
CHAPTER17
The sight of Clove nestled on top of his cock made Aaron want to come undone on the spot. Green and gold eyes gazed down at him, accepting his challenge. She started slowly, rolling her hips in a repetitive motion that had her head dropping back and mouth parting on a moan. Damn she was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. The urge to flip her over and fuck her until there was no doubt in her mind who she belonged to hovered just beneath the thin sheet of self-control he was currently displaying. She wanted to be in control? He’d let her enjoy the illusion. For now.
His hands slid over her thighs, and higher, reaching up to roll one of her nipples between his fingers. She gasped and her pace quickened. Aaron hooked a hand around the back of her neck, dragging her forward and claiming her mouth in a ravenous kiss. He thrust his hips up beneath her, unable to stop himself. He slammed into her, matching her rhythm and slowly taking control from below. Clove pulled away from the kiss. Her mouth hung wide and eyes rolled back as Aaron drove himself deeper than ever before. Her movements stilled as he conquered her body and he grinned. He had her flipped over and filled until she screamed before she had a chance to protest.
He dropped down over her, sucking and biting every bit of exposed flesh as he rutted into her like it was the only thing keeping him alive. Her guttural moans urged him on and he drove into her harder, faster, more savagely than before. He had needed this so badly. Clove was his. No one else would ever lay a hand on her again.
His thrusts became possessive, demanding. Clove’s body bent to his will, her screams of pleasure growing louder. God that sound made him unbelievably hard without fail. He needed to come, but not before he’d wrung several powerful climaxes from her body.
The first wave of her orgasm slammed into him as her walls squeezed down around his shaft. Fuck it felt so good. But he couldn’t come. He needed to feel her body exploding with pleasure again and again.
Clove’s nails were digging into his back so hard he knew she’d drawn blood. He didn’t care. The pain urged him on. He reached a hand beneath her hips, driving them up and giving himself an even more intense angle to enter her from. She simpered, her arms tightening around him. He rubbed against her as he slammed deeper, sliding himself over her clit with each snap of his hips. Clove’s next orgasm had her whole body locking around him. He fought to hold himself back, but the tightening of her pussy around him as she screamed his name was his ultimate undoing.
He came so hard, it bordered on pain. Clove mewled beneath him as he filled her. When he finally slowed his movements, they were both panting. She choked out a half moan as he slipped out of her. The sight of his cum spilling from between her thighs was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen.That’s how it should always be.
He dropped onto his side, drawing her into his arms. She was covered in his scent and his wolf gave a bark of approval. The floor of the barn was less than forgiving and he knew without looking that they were both covered in cuts and bruises. It had been well worth it, and he was pretty sure Clove would agree if she were able to speak.
