Page 44 of Country and Clove
“Yes.” Clove nodded with her head hanging over the other side of the saddle.
“Good girl.” The first snap of the rope against her ass made her jump. Her skin pinkened and his mouth watered. She didn’t tell him to stop. He slapped the rope across her ass again. The next sound she made was guttural and heavy with lust. Her sweet arousal hit his senses and he inhaled deeply.
Aaron dragged the rope along the inside of her thigh, enjoying the way she squirmed beneath his touch. The third snap of the rope against her perfect ass had Clove writhing with need. She pulled against the bindings, her breaths coming heavier now. He bent down, sliding his tongue through her dripping center and running it all the way up and over the red marks decorating her skin.
“Oh my god…” she murmured. He repeated the action and she pressed her hips back against his face.
“What do you want?” He let his fingers trail over her slit but he didn’t push inside.
“If you don’t fuck me right now I may literally die,” she panted out. Aaron’s hand dropped to his throbbing cock.
“What my mate wants, my mate gets.” He slid the tip into her arousal, enjoying the way she bucked beneath him. He reached forward and gripped her hips before pressing all the way inside her. She sighed as he began to move. He stared down, watching his shaft disappear inside her before pulling it back out. It was already shiny and coated in her desire. He moved faster, deeper. He wasn’t going for long and drawn-out this time. His movements were quick, hard, primal.
Clove’s moans echoed off the walls of their tiny refuge. The feeling of being buried inside his mate was so mind-blowingly satisfying that he felt the need to pinch himself and ensure it wasn’t all a dream. The wooden legs of the stand scraped against the floor as he tested its limits. He slid an arm beneath Clove’s pelvis, lifting her ass up higher. He drove into her again and she cried out in ecstasy.
“Just like that…” she exalted over and over again. Three thrusts later and her body gave in, squeezing his cock so tightly that it ripped his orgasm from his body. Grunting, he filled her, as his release pulsed out. They came together, moaning and panting.
He collapsed over her as his heart raced and euphoria like nothing before swam through his veins.
“Holy shit. That was hot.” Clove’s words were throaty, raw. Aaron regained his bearings and gently untied her wrists and ankles. Standing her up, he scooped her into his arms. They dropped down onto the pile of blankets.
He nuzzled into her neck. “You are incredible.”
* * *
Clove giggled and relaxed into Aaron’s hold. Her body was sore and achy in the best possible way. Aaron’s body was warm and firm against hers. They seemed to mold together like puzzle pieces, designed specifically to fit together like this. Aaron lifted her wrists to his mouth, kissing all around the slight red marks left from her bindings.
“You are full of surprises.”
“It wasn’t too much?” he asked. He sounded less confident now that the heat of the moment had passed. Clove shook her head and sighed.
“I am a big fan of the roping, spanking, dominating cowboy side of you.” Her fingers tiptoed up his chest. “Plus, I think it helps that I trust you.” She peered up at him. The smile that spread across his handsome face made her insides turn to liquid.
“I trust you too.” Aaron brushed the hair away from her face. He planted a soft kiss on her lips. “It’s you and me now.”
Clove’s eyes widened as the world slowed down around them. She could feel the change, like everything was hovering on the edge of one breath. Even the dust that floated through the barn ceased its movements. Each tiny spec hung suspended in midair. All sound disappeared. No noises from the horses, or the world outside.
She and Aaron looked down in shock as two translucent wolves emerged from their chests and padded into the center of the room. The animals circled each other before moving in close. The smaller wolf nuzzled into the neck of the larger animal.
They lay down, their bodies entwined as they curled up together. Both wolves lifted their heads and howled to the sky. The sound triggered something within Clove. It felt like a rubber band snapped inside her chest, followed by a flood of the warmest, most comforting emotions she’d ever felt. Peace drifted over her, making her feel weightless.
A burst of light flashed before her eyes and the two wolves darted toward them, lunging straight for their chests and disappearing completely. Time sped back up again. Sound filtered into her ears.
“Was that…” Clove started, but found herself at a loss for words.
“The mating bond. It had to be.” He raised his hand to his chest. “Can’t you feel it?”
Clove raised her hand to her own chest and smiled. “I can. It’s just the way the others described it—”
A panicked howl tore through the blanket of bliss enveloping their still-glowing forms. More howls answered and fear crept up Clove’s spine. She and Aaron wordlessly rose, redressing within seconds and rushing from the tack room.
The horses were screaming. They kicked and bucked, slamming their hooves into the doors and walls again and again. Clove tried to calm them but Aaron dragged her on, pushing them both through the barn doors and into the open.
The sky was darkening all around and the animals were running wild. Cows, horses, and goats all ran around at a pace of pure hysterics. The wind picked up, whipping past them so hard that Clove had to shield her eyes against the onslaught of dust and dirt that pelted its grainy bits across her face and arms.
Tawny barked orders as she sprinted into the first pasture. Aaron made a beeline her way with Clove close by his side. Davey rushed past them, barreling into the barn.
“What’s going on?” Aaron called out over the wind.
