He stopped suddenly. Her breath caught in her throat. Instinct told her to move, to step back and away. But she didn’t, she stood her ground. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears. He grabbed her face with his hands and shoved his tongue into mouth. There was no holding back. His wild passion only served to unleash the one inside her. Her mind spun and her body throbbed with anticipation. She ran her tongue over his lips and down to his neck. He growled, gripped her hips, and pushed her back into a tree. She curled her legs around his waist, depending on him to keep her from falling. Their gazes met and sparks flew.
“Need you.” Even though she could hardly understand the words, she could read the need in his eyes. The feral hunger for her. One hard thrust and he was inside her. “Almost lost you.” She moaned. He pulled back and drove deep into her again. “Could have lost you.”
She clung to him. Her * gripped at his cock, desperate for him to put out the fire in her core. She ignored the tree bark rubbing her back. Her sole focus became the slide of his cock in and out of her *. With each thrust, his chest rubbed her nipples in a friction that turned her mind to mush.
“You won’t lose me.” She moaned and licked his neck while he continued to fuck her roughly. “I’m yours.”
The taste of him on her tongue was divine. He tasted of salt, man, and sex. Her breathing turned choppy. Tension gathered inside her at breakneck speed. He pounded her with his cock, adding kindling to her fire. His lips grazed her throat and licked. She bit down on his shoulder. He did the same. The world spun on its axis and pleasure blasted through her veins.
She held on as his cock grew inside her and filled her with his cum. His rumble on her flesh made her body shudder.
Her legs shook as her feet touched the ground. Possession filled his gaze. “I love you.”
She swallowed against the thickness in her throat. “I love you too.”
He brought his face closer to hers again, brushing his lips over hers in a soft kiss. “I won’t let anyone hurt you. Ever again.”
His vow, made with so much assurance, made her stomach twist. He was all she’d ever need. She knew that now. “I know.”
*
“Why is it that you always have to mess up a good thing?” Emma hissed at Mason.
He grinned unabashedly. “I’m just pointing out that you like getting your friends in trouble. Poor girls have gotten almost arrested or in some kind of trouble more than once thanks to you.”
Emma glared at Mason.
Jordan wouldn’t interfere. She realized the scent Emma carried around was Mason. That meant she needed to mind her own damn business and let those two work their own stuff out.
“Seriously? Women should be at home raising kids? That’s the best you can come up with!” Nicole appeared ready to throttle Jake.
He in turn smiled in delight. “Mates are meant to be home taking care of the cubs.”
Jordan got ready to warn Jake to watch his tongue but she sniffed. Sure enough, Nicole also scented of Jake.
What the hell was going on?
She continued toward the kitchen of the Wolfe’s house. She heard Karla and Nathan.
“No.”
“You know you want to,” Nathan taunted.
“Are you insane? What in the world makes you think I’ll get a tattoo with your name on it?” Karla hissed.
And there went that couple, Jordan thought as she passed them by on her way to the kitchen. The scent once again letting her know that no matter what her friends said, there was a deeper connection between them and Aric’s brothers.
She reached the backyard and inhaled. The strong and pure scent of nature took time to get used to. It was weird to smell so much grass.
She brought the dessert tray outside to place it on the picnic table where Barbara and Tristan were arranging the barbeque. About to go around the side of the house to the table, she stopped at the sound of the words being exchanged.
“Quit complaining, Wolfe. Things worked out,” Barbara said.
“You need to stop meddling in our sons’ lives.” Tristan admonished his wife.
Jordan peeked around the side of the house and watched the couple embrace.
“You make it sound like I did something wrong.” Barbara curled her arms around her husband’s neck.
“Never, love, but you know they’re grown and can get their mates on their own.”
Aric slipped his arms around Jordan’s waist and rubbed his cock on her ass. She wanted to drop the cookies and turn around, but she was much more interested in the conversation between his parents.
“They could get their mates if they weren’t so slow. Where do they get that from? Neither of us have ever been that way.”
“That’s true. I had you in my bed the first night I saw you.”
Barbara scoffed. “I think you mean I had you in my bed.”
Tristan chuckled. “Who cares? The outcome was what we both wanted.”