Page 21 of Pregnant Wolf's Mate

He glowered at her as though he wanted her to take in every word, and she felt every inch of her body beginning to tingle with a mixture of anger and desire. He had no right to talk to her like that and yet, she couldn't quite decide between the urge to claw him or kiss him.

“Fuck what the rest of the pack says and fuck who we are!” Ray snarled at her suddenly. He moved with lightning-fast speed to push her up against the back of the door.

For just a second, all Macie could feel was fear. Then she saw the passion-fueled look in his eye, and it was quickly replaced with desire.

With animal-like reflexes of her own, she grabbed hold of the back of his head and pulled him into her. She kissed him with all the pent-up rage and desire she had been feeling for the last few weeks. All the confusion and frustration and conflicted feelings came whirling to a head and within an instant they were ripping each other’s clothes off.

Ray growled deep in his throat, a growl that rumbled in his chest and caused her nipples to harden against his pecs even as he pressed her up against the door. He made quick work of removing her oversized t-shirt and she did the same for his.

Their lips barely parted, their tongues dancing in and out of each other's mouths in a passionate frenzy.

Pinning her against the door, Ray gripped the roots of her hair and tipped her head back. Exposing her neck, he lunged, for a moment reminding her of a vampire rather than a werewolf. And though she felt his teeth grazing her flesh as he nibbled at her throat, she also felt the tenderness of his kisses that caused a fire to ignite inside her. More than that, she felt her wolf rearing to the surface as if she couldn't resist the wild passion between them.

And, feeling her, Macie gripped hold of him tighter. Digging her fingernails into his back, she moaned deeply and pleaded, "I need you."

It was in that moment that Ray plucked her up into his arms, cupping her buttocks and squeezing gently even as he carried her over to the bed.

All rational thought evaporated from Macie's mind as she found herself beneath him. The sensation of his body pressing down on her own might once have made her feel claustrophobic but now, all she felt was wild desire and a need to have him inside her like she had needed nobody else before.

When Ray leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth, she gasped with shock and delight, a firebolt of pleasure racing from her chest down to her sex. Instinctively, her thighs clenched, and it was only when his hand stroked between them that they started to relax again.

Quivering beneath him, Macie clawed at his back, utterly at his mercy. Though for once, she was not terrified. Instead, she was utterly thrilled.

When his hand left her, she felt disappointment for only a second before it was replaced by the tip of his cock, stroking gently against her wet lips. Anticipation threatened to make her senseless and she wrapped her arms around his neck, bracing him to her for fear he might suddenly pull away.

The low, rumbling growl that erupted from his chest suggested he knew exactly how much she needed him and in the next second, he slipped his cock deep inside her.

The electric jolt that she felt the moment their bodies connected was like nothing she had ever felt before. Instinctively, she tilted her head back to scream, only to feel Ray's palm landing over her mouth.

Seductively, he whispered into her ear, "We don't want the entire pack to hear you."

At his words, Macie clamped her jaw shut and pursed her lips, fighting the urge to scream aloud. Ray's hand remained over her mouth as he worked her body harder and harder towards climax. It burned like a fire deep inside her, growing stronger and stronger until she felt it might consume her entirely.

And just when she thought she might not be able to handle anymore, her stomach twisted and exploded with the most mind-whirling, explosive orgasm she had ever felt. Ray groaned deeply in her ear, his hips thrusting slower as though he felt her insides clenching around his cock.

It was only when her orgasm began to fade again that he quickened his pace, working her closer and closer towards another mind-reeling climax.

Over and over again, she came. And over and over again, she had to bite back the urge to scream to the heavens and howl at the moon.

For the first time in weeks, she was not only close to him, but she was also close to her wolf, feeling the beast close to the surface, acting like a bitch in heat. All she could do was lie there and take all that Ray had to give. Her fingernails raked down his back, again and again until she was certain that she would have drawn blood. Yet, it only seemed to urge him on further.

Soon she felt his muscular body clenching and her anticipation grew. Just as another climax hit her, her sex tightening around his rock-hard manhood, she heard him growl through gritted teeth and his essence spilled deep inside her.

Sated, the two fell apart, lying on their backs and staring at the ceiling for several moments. In the silence of the room, all Macie could hear was the panting breath of the werewolf lying beside her. The sound matched her own breathing to a tee and she couldn’t help but smile.

When he rolled over onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow, Macie was surprised by the way he placed his hand upon her abdomen and gently urged her into the curve of his body.

Still unable to stop from smiling, she nuzzled into his chest. It was then that she noticed for the first time the scars that crisscrossed his upper torso. Instinctively, she raised her hand and started to trace the healed burn marks with her fingertips. As soon as she touched his skin, he sucked in a deep breath and went rigid.

“How…how did you get these?” Macie asked, a clawing in her stomach telling her that deep down she already knew the answer.

Through gritted teeth, Ray responded, “Demon wolf.”

“During the battle?” Macie asked, cringing. She had been too young at the time of the demon wolves’ attack to have been any use in protecting the pack and so she had been with the other children and several of the she-wolves, locked down in the dungeons where they were safe, along with the rest of the defenseless citizens of Silverdale. Not even a demon wolf could have gotten through those silver-spelled bars if things had turned sideways.

Ray nodded slowly and looked down at her with such emotion in his eyes that it made Macie’s heart clench.

“Does it still hurt?” Macie asked. She had heard that a demon wolf claws left an eternal mark upon the skin that never quite healed.

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