become so insignificant now. This was bigger than
anything else, more important and more real, he meant what he said
about mates for life.
He went out of focus again and changed before her
eyes until he was in human form.
“Are you OK?” he asked.
“I think so, I mean, that really happened,
right?”
“Yes, that is part of who I am. That is the reason I
knew instantly you were my mate, it’s an instinct we all have.”
“You mean there are others like you.”
“It’s a family thing.”
Her hand pressed against his chest, feeling the firm
skin and the steady beat of his heart. He was flesh and blood, and
something else, something other worldly, and he was hers. She
looked at the toned muscles of his body, and then at the hardness
of his erection.
In an instant he had her in his arms, lifting her up
and wrapping her legs around him, her back pressed against the
tree. His hands caught at the elastic of her panties and ripped
them off, a habit she would have to break him of.
Sliding his finger inside her he massaged her sex
until she was writhing in his arms. Before she had chance to think
he had pushed himself inside her, straight up to the hilt in one
fluid movement. She clung to him as he withdrew, and then he began
to pound her hard, the beast in him free.
She clawed at his back, urging him on, wanting him to
make her come. It was quickly over, he jerked into her and she
clung to him as her orgasm rocked her. She felt the strong muscles
of his back straining to push as deep as he could, he cried out
like an animal with pent up tension.
Then they were spent, he held her close, with her
legs still around his waist and his cock still buried in her sex.
They were joined now, she knew his secret and she would be his
mate, he would look after and protect her, she was his.
He carried her to the blanket and laid her on it,
moving to the side of her before stretching out himself.
“What happens now?” she asked him.
“That’s up to you, you know everything about me, are
you willing to be my mate? When the two days are up you could walk
away.”
“Would you find another mate?”
“No, there will only ever be you. I could have sex
with other women, but not love them in the same way.”
“You would let me go?”
“I want you to be happy, Cindy, and if that isn't
with me then I suppose I would have to find the strength to allow
you to leave. I’m not saying it would be easy, or that I wouldn’t
try every trick in the book to make you stay. And we both know I
can be very persuasive.”
“I see, well I guess we can see how it goes, although
there are a couple of things you are going to have to promise me
first.”
“You want to negotiate with me?”
“You could put it like that. Is that a problem?”
“Not exactly the true love, what's mine is yours and
what's yours is mine kind of thing I was hoping for.”
She laughed, stroking his cock with her hand; two
could play the game of control. “They're quite simple. First, you
have to stop ripping my clothes off.”
His mouth descended to her breast, nibbling her
nipple through the fabric. “But it’s so much better when you’re
naked.”
She lifted his chin, although hating to stop him from
making her feel so aroused. “Secondly, you had better stop calling
me Cindy.”
“That’s not your name?”
“No, I only put it on the contract to keep some
privacy. My real name is Louisa.”
“Louisa, I like that.” He kissed her mouth, pulling
her head down to meet his. Then he murmured, “If you want to stop
me breaking rule number one already then I suggest you take your
clothes off, I am going to make you scream Louisa, the wolf is
about to claim his mate again.”
She pushed him away from her, undid her dress, and
peeled it off slowly. Then she reached behind her and unclasped her
bra, he tried to move forward. She put a finger up in warning.
“Stay where you are Mr Wolf.”
Louisa took her time removing her panties, watching
him lick
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