Soul Bonded (33 page)

Rafe took a grateful breath and grinned up at her. “That was the single most arousing thing I’ve ever experienced. Just so you know.”

Crawling down his body, Katie stretched out on top of him, keenly aware of just how excited he was. His hard cock pressed into her belly and teased her with the promise of being filled, but he stayed perfectly still and didn’t attempt to penetrate her. Tenderly, he put his hands on her shoulders and raised his head to give her a loving kiss. She smiled as she tasted herself on his lips, then ran her fingers gently through his hair. “Did I hurt you?”

He laughed. “Uh, no.”

She grasped a lock of dark hair and tugged lightly. “Really?”

“If you did, it was a
very
good hurt.” Rafe pushed her hair away from her forehead, gazing at her with unabashed adoration. “You’re delicious. I could literally do that all night. The fact that you were forceful about it only made it hotter.”

Katie parted her thighs just enough to allow his cock to slip between them, then undulated her hips, providing friction that brought immediate pleasure to Rafe’s face. “All night sounds wonderful, but I think I’m ready for something else now.”

Rafe ran his hands down her back. “Yes.”

She giggled. “Yes, what?”

“Yes to whatever it is you’re ready for.”

Kissing the corner of his mouth, Katie murmured, “Are you always this agreeable?”

“I don’t have anything
not
to be agreeable about right now.” He tightened his arms around her in a careful bear hug. “I’ve never been happier in my life.”

“Me too.” Katie spread her legs and planted her knees beside his hips. His stiff length pressed into her wetness, hot and throbbing and eager. He dropped his hands to his sides and balled them into fists. Enjoying the blatant desire on his face, she murmured, “Should I put you inside me now?”

Nostrils flaring, Rafe gritted his teeth as she reached between them to grasp his cock in a loose fist. She pumped him slowly, waiting for an answer. Finally he rumbled, “I want to feel you, sweetheart. Please.” His throat convulsed, his jaw clenched. “Please let me in.”

She bent to kiss one corner of his mouth, then the other, and guided the bulbous head to her opening. At first she rubbed him against herself experimentally, teasing them both with the barest hint of penetration, then she backed off and simply swirled the tip around her engorged clit, moaning loudly at how insanely
good
it felt. When Rafe closed his eyes, a tortured look on his face, Katie positioned him at her entrance again. “Am I being mean, tough guy? Teasing you like this?”

A low rumble of laughter bubbled up from deep in Rafe’s chest. “It’s okay. I like my women mean.”

Katie chuckled. “I’ll remember you said that.” Taking mercy on Rafe, who steadfastly clung to his self-control, she sank onto him with a satisfied moan. “Oh,
fuck
that feels good.”

He brought his hands up to caress her ass and nodded emphatically. “You feel perfect.” He didn’t attempt to guide her. He simply stroked her bare skin with tenderness that verged on reverence. “Thank you for this.” He gave her a cautious squeeze, then tipped his head back and groaned as she lifted up then sank down again. “For
that
.”

“You’re very welcome.” Reveling in the power trip he was encouraging, she leaned over so that her breasts brushed against his chest. Lips to his ear, she whispered, “Now I’m going to fuck myself with your cock until you come inside of me. Do you like that?”

Rafe inhaled swiftly. “I approve.”

“Good.” Katie kissed his ear lobe, then sat and planted her hands on his chest. She rolled her hips, pleased by his instantaneous reaction—a fluttering of his eyelashes, the tensing of his muscles beneath her hands. Taking her time, she settled into an easy rhythm of pulling herself off his cock until only the head remained inside, then sliding back down until she was fully impaled. Rafe’s throat jumped as his attention dropped to her chest and the way her breasts bounced in time with her motion. Thrilled by his obvious inability to maintain eye contact, she lifted one hand from Rafe’s chest and captured her erect nipple between her fingertips, pulling roughly. “You like these?”

Rafe nodded silently, seemingly at a loss for words. Locked onto the sight of her toying with her own breast, he seemed to forget that he was trying to hold back and met her next undulation with a powerful upward thrust. She cried out in surprise, then redoubled her own efforts as pleasure skittered up her spine and out through her limbs. He seemed to grow impossibly harder and thicker within her, stretching her so very close to her limit. Rather than be painful, the tight fit created the most exquisite sensation of physical intimacy she’d ever experienced. Katie placed both hands on Rafe’s shoulders and dug in with her fingertips.

“Am I hurting you?” Rafe murmured. “Tell me if I am.” He stilled his hips, but continued to encourage her to move atop him. “You’re so tight.”

It took all her concentration to vocalize a response. “No.” She lifted up then sank down, again and again, chasing a climax that promised to shatter her completely. “Everything feels so good.”

“Yes, it does.” Rafe raised his hand and placed it on her cheek, love in his eyes. “You’re beautiful, Katie. And I’m lucky.” His nostrils flared as she tilted her hips to take him in as deeply as she could. “Stupidly lucky.”

He’d just been forced to flee the home he’d built with his own hands—not to mention his pack—because she’d entered his life. His dog was practically crippled, also because of her. That he would still feel fortunate to have her was almost unbelievable—but then, she also felt lucky to have him. And that was despite the fact that their bonding meant that she’d become a target for psychotic werewolves. If that didn’t prove that they were meant to be together, she didn’t know what did.

Desperate to get closer, Katie lowered herself so they were chest-to-chest, adjusting her rhythm so she could continue to ride him while their bodies were flush. “Me too.” As difficult as it was to choose her words with such incredible sensation building between her legs, she needed to tell Rafe something very important and didn’t want to wait another moment. “I may not have had the opportunity to do so, but I would have chosen you. Even with all the problems that come from us being together—I’m glad you’re mine.”

He gave her a grin that lit her up from the inside. “I would choose you, too.”

Unsure why they weren’t kissing already, Katie licked at his lower lip teasingly. Rafe opened his mouth and accepted her inside with a contented groan. She quickened the pace of her hips, ready for them to come together. Matching her rising passion, Rafe tightened his arms around her and wrapped her in an embrace that made her feel as though nothing could hurt her. Even with her various bite wounds, strained muscles, and cuts and bruises, she felt no pain. There was no fear either, not even of the dark memory of fighting their way out of the wilderness. As long as she was with her mate, everything was okay. More than okay. Everything was incredible.

Nothing and no one had ever made her feel that way before. Breaking their kiss, Katie rested her forehead against Rafe’s and whispered, “I’m going to come.”

“Me too.” Rafe moaned into her mouth. The raw noise triggered her release, a powerful explosion that left her inner muscles clutching at his thick shaft, milking him of the semen he spilled within her. He dropped his hand to her ass and slipped his finger between her buttocks, sliding around in her wetness before moving to explore the tight ring of muscle that contracted slightly at his caress.

The unfamiliar touch intensified Katie’s orgasm. She cried out and arched her back, begging for more. Rafe moved his finger back and forth over her anus, drawing out tiny noises of pleasure as Katie rode out her climax with total abandon. Just as her orgasm threatened to ebb, he pushed the very tip of his finger into her ass and set off a strong aftershock. Almost afraid to move for fear that any more stimulation would render her unconscious, Katie pushed her cheek against Rafe’s and held on tight. Eventually the waves of pleasure receded until she could breathe again. Seemingly just as affected by his climax, Rafe’s chest rose and fell in time with hers, his heartbeat pounding against her breasts.

When she could form a coherent thought, Katie said, “I really wish I wasn’t too tired to do that again.”

Rafe chuckled and kissed her hair. “Me too.”

She lifted her head so she could stare down into his eyes. “We have
really
good sex.”

“Amazing sex.” He hugged her around the middle. “How are you doing?”

She knew he wasn’t talking about their lovemaking anymore. She’d just endured a hellish week in which she’d almost died multiple times and had sustained multiple injuries that should really hurt more than they actually did. If not for the peace and safety he brought her, she would probably be inconsolable. “I’m good. More worried about you than anything.”

“Me?” Rafe gave her an easy smile, and shook his head. “I’ve never been better.”

“You’ve just left your home and your pack. You’re about to live among humans for the first time in your life.” Katie framed his face with her hands and kissed him again, lovingly. “Your entire world is turned upside down,” she whispered. “Because of me.”

“So is yours.” He dropped his hands to cup her buttocks. “Being together won’t be easy for either of us. That much is clear.”

“I’ll say. But I’m excited about it, just the same.”

“Good. Me too.” Rafe kissed her neck. “So am I meeting Erin tomorrow, or do you want to keep me secret for a while?”

She wouldn’t be able to keep Rafe a secret for long. Not when she yearned to spend her every waking moment with him. “Tomorrow. She’ll love you.”

“I hope so.” He kissed her throat again, tickling her with his stubble. “I’m pretty attached to her little sister.”

Katie wiggled her hips. “Literally.”

Rafe rewarded her with a light slap on her bottom. “Funny.”
 

“I thought so.” Sighing, Katie finally rolled off Rafe to lie at his side. She rested her head on his chest and curled her arm around his hard stomach, marveling at how well their bodies fit together. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to go back to my apartment for a while. Feed my cat, get my life in order. Then we can talk about what happens next.”

Rafe made a quiet noise of displeasure. “You have a cat?”

Katie picked up her head and fixed him with a sober look. “
We
have a cat.”

“Wonderful.” Quirking his lips, Rafe captured her mouth in another quick kiss. “We have a cat!”

Her giggle turned into a yawn. Now that she was safe, warm, and happy, her body was relaxing for the first time in days. To be able to curl up next to the man—or werewolf—she loved without fear of being murdered while they slept, well, it really didn’t get any better than this. Katie closed her eyes, unable to resist the sweet lure of sleep. Before she let herself fall over the edge into unconsciousness, she murmured, “It’ll all work out. You’ll see.”

Rafe tightened his embrace, radiating a joy she could feel. “I think it already has.”

BIOGRAPHY

Meghan Malone grew up near Detroit, Michigan and now resides in beautiful Sonoma County, California. She lives with her partner Angie, their young son, and a genuine menagerie of pets. She makes her living doing web development, but dreams of the day when she'll be able to spend all her time writing down the stories that fill her head.