Page 86 of Corbin
“I love you, Corbin, with all my heart. This may be too soon for you, but I don’t ever want to lose you.”
His heart felt as if it had started expanding with each breath. He said, “It’s not too soon. I wanted to wait until my life was simpler and I felt I had something to offer you, but you are my forever. You are all I have ever wanted and will be until my last breath.”
She lunged and wrapped her arms around him. “Does this mean we get to be mates, married, or what?”
He smiled into her hair. “We get to do whatever we want. You are my mate, and I will happily marry you if you want that too.”
“Mate.” She pulled back, and he couldn’t see her, but he could hear the thrill in her voice. “My mate. My man. I like the way it all sounds.”
“Keep in mind that I have some problems to sort out,” he admitted.
“I can probably match you in problems. We’ll sort out everything together if mine don’t scare you off.”
“Nothing and no one will scare me away from you.” He leaned down to kiss her, happier than a man deserved to be. He hadn’t wanted anyone as a mate after losing her and figured no female wolf would want Ares, but his wolf had proved himself worthy of Pixie. She had shown him she could hold her own even if she wasn’t dominant.
He didn’t give a damn what the world threw at him because he was mated with the greatest female on Earth.
Her legs moved up around his chest. He thought she was getting closer for a hug, but she shoved herself down on him.
Tensing at the incredible feel of being inside her, he choked out, “A little warning next time, babe.”
“I thought this would be a good way to celebrate our mating,” she said as if she were explaining how the river flowed. Then she broke into giggles. “Consider yourself warned.”
“Don’t ever change. I love you.” He put both hands under her bottom and began to move her up and down. So easy in water.
“I won’t as long as you always love me.”
“Bet on it.”
She took over the pace and rode him with more enthusiasm than she had his hand.
When she reached underneath them and cupped his balls in her cool fingers, game over.
He came harder than the last time, which was saying something.
She flopped her arms over his shoulders. He wrapped her in his arms, content to stand here for as long as she wanted, but she stirred and began cleaning them both.
“Think you can sleep now?” he asked, trudging through the water to the shore.
“Oh yes. I might not make it back to the grass.”
He wrapped a hand around her wet hair that she’d wrung out and pulled her forehead to him, kissing her. She gave a contented hum.
Once they were settled again, he rubbed her shoulder muscles and down her back until she slowly dropped off to sleep again.
This time, she snored a little. Cute.
Hours went by while the water lapped at the bank and nature sang its tune. He fought to keep his eyes open again and again, sure that sunrise would be in an hour or two. He could makeit and grab a nap while she kept watch before they struck out again.
Sounded like a plan, but with the tension in his body, he was spent.
Exhaustion pulled at him, dragging him under.
Daylight began to peek over the trees and brush away the darkness. He forced an eye open then immediately ran a hand along her back, just to let him know she was breathing and safe.
She kissed his chest and mumbled, “I want waffles this morning.”
Someone answered, “That will not be possible this morning.”
