It didn’t take long. His breathing grew ragged, his muscles tensing as he approached his peak. When he came with a strangled roar, the sound of her name on his lips made her breath catch.
Gabriel’s heartbeat thundered against her ear as she lay across his chest afterwards, his arms holding her securely.
Her wolf prowled restlessly, unsatisfied. This joining, as pleasurable as it had been, wasn’t enough for her beast. It wanted more. It wanted to seal a mating bond with Gabriel.
Kymberlie felt the urge like a physical ache, a hollowness that demanded to be filled.Are you kidding me?she demanded silently.We just met. I’m not ready to hitch myself to this guy forever.
Gabriel rolled them gently, positioning himself above her again, his intention clear in his rekindling erection and the question in his eyes.
“You should know,” she said softly, placing her hand against his chest.“We can’t go all the way. My wolf wants to seal a mating bond.”
Surprise raced across his expression, followed by open delight.“It’s chosen…me?”
He sounded like she’d just given him a gift, and he was wondering if she planned to snatch it away.
She nodded.“My wolf is very… insistent about that. But I—”
“Need more time,” he finished for her, rolling to his side and gathering her against him.“I understand, Kymberlie. We haven’t known each other very long. But if it makes any difference… my cat half feels the same way about you.”
“Good. I’m not making any promises, but I want to get to know you better,” she said.
Then his phone, lying on top of the neatly folded pile of his clothing, pinged loudly. Gabriel rose from the bed and padded over to it, giving her an unobstructed view of his magnificent, tightly muscled ass.
“Highway’s been cleared,” he said, glancing from the screen to her face.“We can get going.”
Kymberlie nodded, feeling a complicated mixture of relief and disappointment. She’d been looking forward to making out with Gabriel some more.
But she needed to return to reality. There were only a few short weeks before Christmas, and she had a lot of work left to do if she was going to reopen in time for Melissa’s wedding reception.
But as they dressed and Gabriel pulled her close for one more lingering kiss, she wished they could stay here for a few hours longer.
Chapter Seven
Bearpaw Ridge
December 11 (one week later)
Gabriel lost himself in Kymberlie’s taste and scent, his tongue delving deep into her pussy as her fingers clutched at his hair. The sweet musk of her arousal filled his senses, driving his inner sabertooth cat to a fever pitch.
Nothing in his life had ever felt as right as this—her body quivering beneath his mouth, her gasps and moans echoing in the darkness of her bedroom.
A week had passed since their trip to Missoula, and they’d spent every night together since then. Every encounter had only intensified his hunger for her.
These days, he was happiest when his face and fingers were buried in her pussy, making her beg and writhe and scream his name.
Now, he circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, then sucked hard, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips.
“Gabriel,” she panted, arching her back.“Oh God, don’t stop.”
He had no intention of stopping. He slid two fingers inside her, curling them upward to find that spot that made her shake and scream with pleasure. His sabertooth purred with satisfaction at the way her body responded to him. It was as if they were made for each other.
Kymberlie’s scent grew sharper, more intense as her arousal built. Her thigh and belly muscles tensed. She was getting close.
Gabriel doubled his efforts, alternating between flicking her clit with his tongue and sucking it. Her hips bucked against his mouth as he pumped his fingers in and out of her slick passage, stroking her G-spot with every sliding caress.
“I’m so close!” Her voice was tight with desperation.
Gabriel hummed against her flesh, the vibration making her gasp. He loved making her come, loved the way she abandoned herself to pleasure in his arms. His cock throbbed painfully against the mattress, but he ignored its needy ache for now.