She shivered, placing her head on his back. “I heard you say we were your everything. Oh, and you calling his mouth a gaping hole was priceless.”
“Mmmm,” he rumbled.
“Is that you or Titan?” she asked.
“You scared of him?” he asked and turned to stare down into her eyes.
Nita shook her head. “My wolf and I had a talk about all things wolf. She told me she’s talked with Titan and the other wolves for a long time. Did you know that?”
Tank tipped his head to the side, asking his wolf questions was weird and new. The beast showed him that yes, the wolves had been able to speak to one another, sort of.
Nita leaned into him, snuggling her soft little body so trustingly into his. He lifted her up, carrying their mate back inside. As the door shut, the magical ward that was visible only to them fell into place. He sent a silent thanks to Bakra and the others for the layer of protection they’d added once they’d claimed Nita.
“Come on, let’s get you back to bed,” he said.
“You tired?” she asked, brushing a kiss along his jaw.
He stopped walking, frozen at the thought of making love to Nita alone. Oh, the smell of sex was still fresh, letting him know the other two males had loved their female well while he’d been gone.
“Nita, you must be tired,” he muttered.
She wiggled out of his arms, shimmying out of the shirt she’d shrugged into.
“Fuck, you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Tank lifted her up by the waist, placing her on the granite bar. Thank fuck it was the perfect height for what he planned.
“Kiss me, Tank,” she begged.
He did more than kiss her. He licked at her lips, parted them, and dove inside. She met his tongue with hers. He leaned back, easing his body between her spread thighs. “You look good enough to eat, and I’ll be damned if I didn’t forget to have dinner tonight.”
Tank tugged one of the barstools over, settled into the padded seat before he pressed his face forward. He took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of Nita’s arousal and the floral scent of her body wash. He wished he could’ve been the one to help her take a bath.
Her moans were all his, and fuck, he loved them. He parted her flesh, loving the pink flesh hidden beneath her folds. “So beautiful everywhere, mi sreco.”
He licked and sucked, inserting one finger in then another, hearing her heartrate increase in tune with the feel of her inner walls tightening. “Come for me, Nita. I want to taste you on my tongue.”
“Goddess, yes. Right there. Don’t stop, Tank,” she wailed.
Tank had zero plans on stopping, adding a third finger alongside the other two, he pumped them in and out, looking up between her thighs, he met her eyes and watched her fall over the edge, screaming his name. He stood up, holding her against his chest.
She pushed him back, eyes wide. “More, need you in me.”
Nita shoved his pants down enough to get his cock out, and then he was pressing home and kissing the air out of his female. He eased his finger between their body, wanting, needing her to come again. He was so close and was pretty sure if he couldn’t hold out, he’d be a total failure.
Using his thumb, he strummed her clit, then trailed a kiss down her jaw to her neck toward his mating mark. One lick, two and there it was. That tightening that had his balls drawing up.
“Fuck, Nita, I’m close,’ he swore.
“Do it, bite me,” she begged.
Like a man possessed, Tank bit down on his mark and came at the same time as Nita, their cries surely waking the other two males in the master suite. By the time he got his heart to quit racing, he looked down at his half sleeping mate who wore a satisfied smile.
“If you want, I’ll carry her to bed while you get a shower,” Link offered.
Tank looked at Nita. She pecked his cheek and reached for the other man. No jealousy, just utter contentment. “I’ll be right there.”
Abe went to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of beer for each of them.
Tank tugged his sweats back up, shaking his head. “Sorry for waking you two.”