Chapter Eleven
The thrill of the hunt had Jett’s adrenaline pumping before he even stepped foot in the door. Though he hadn’t found anything substantial, he was still worked up by the time he got to the hotel. When he saw her standing there, being the understanding, patient man he knew he should be was long gone and replaced by the needy wolf who wanted to devour his mate whole. He wanted her right there, right now, and he would do everything in his power to get her under him; or over him. Any position would be preferable to stave the itch off the need that was coursing through his veins.
The undeniable craving to bury himself in her was mind-numbing, but he had to get a hold of himself before he was so far gone that he hurt her. He wouldn’t do it on purpose, but the sheer power he possessed, even in human form was much too great for her to handle.
Jett inhaled a deep breath, then another, and another, until he settled down a bit. Realization hit him hard and he couldn’t believe he just asked her to give herself over to him. It’s not that he didn’t want to, because he did. Only, she wasn’t ready for that yet.
“Do it. Make me yours Jett.”
Okay, maybe she was ready. Jett blinked rapidly, clearly, he’d heard wrong. “What?”
“I said make me yours.” She brushed her mouth over his bottom lip before nipping it with her teeth.
Jett’s dick was now painfully pressing against the zipper of his jeans and he didn’t know how much more torture he could go through without spontaneously combusting, but he didn’t want her to make a decision in the heat of the moment if she wasn’t sure. Once you were bitten by your mate, there would be no turning back from that. You were bonded for life. There were absolutely no do-overs. “Tatum…”
“I’m sure.”
Jett arched a brow. “How did you know what I was going to say?”
“I don’t know. I just did. And I’m sure. I want this. I think I’ve always wanted this, but was too afraid to let anyone in.”
“Then how do you know this is the right decision? How do you know we belong together?”
“Because Gerri said so.” She said with the most breathtakingly beautiful smile he’d ever seen.
Jett returned the gesture and closed the inches left between them. “Well, fuck it then.” He didn’t need any more confirmation than that. She was perfect for him in every way. He knew it the second she rolled into town, even if she did try and run him down. Twice. Okay, so they had a bumpy start, but he was planning on making that time up every minute of every day.
He hoisted her onto his shoulder, causing her to shriek. He carried her over to the couch, setting her down on the arm and made a quick job of removing her shoes and pants as he pressed hot, open mouth kisses to the inside of her thighs. She lifted her sweater over her head and Jett took that opportunity to glance up at her and admire how sexy she was. Black lace cupped her breasts and the matching panties she wore had him salivating. Raw, carnal desire crawled up his spine as an electric bolt of heat surged to his throbbing cock. He needed to relieve some of the ache in his groin, so he unbuttoned his pants, only the cool air hitting his skin did nothing to help the burn building in his balls. Yes, his balls hurt so much they felt like they were on fire.
His hands roamed her body; kneading the soft flesh with his fingertips as his mouth found the lace covering her pussy. He slid his tongue over the thin fabric and she opened her legs wider. A few more long, languid strokes of his tongue and she was already becoming boneless in his grasp. He looked up, giving her a smug grin as his teeth found the string of her panties and slowly slid them down her long legs.
“Can we speed this along please?”
Tatum’s breathless request skated made him chuckle. “Impatient much?”
“Yes, now stand up and get to it.”
When Jett stood, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the back of the couch. He spun her around and placed his hand on the middle of her back, forcing her to bend her over.
She gasped. “What are you doing?”
Leaning over her body, he pressed his face close to hers and nipped her earlobe. “Speeding this along.”
Grabbing the base of his cock he guided himself inside her already slick pussy. The scorching, pleasure filled sensation rippling through him as he pushed inside her tight walls almost had him coming, but he wanted more. He snapped his hips forward, thrusting in and out, faster and faster until his animal screamed at him to stop before he let himself go.
Tatum moaned her irritation, probably due to the loss of friction between them and he couldn’t relate to her more. Out of breath, she turned to face him. “Why’d...you...stop?”
He couldn’t answer her. He could barely breathe, let alone form a complete sentence. The uncontrollable need his wolf had to mate with her was strong. Strong enough to take over his senses and slow things down. This was supposed to be something they would both remember for the rest of their lives; not some wham, bam, thank you ma’am one-night stand.
After taking in a few deep breaths he was finally ready to respond. “I had to. We need to slow down.”
“Why?”
He ran his tongue over his bottom lip and flashed her a mischievous grin. “So, I can do this.” With his cock still inside her, he pulled her hips to him settling himself as deep as he could possibly go and trailed soft kisses up her back until he reached her shoulder. He grazed his teeth along her damp skin, inhaling her intoxicating scent, then he bit down hard.
“Ah! Why didn’t you warn me…?”
Tatum’s voice trailed off as Jett pumped in and out of her, pleasing her with slow, steady strokes. With his teeth clamped down on her shoulder, he wound a hand in her long, thick hair and gently tugged it in time with his strokes. His body was on the verge of igniting into flames. He’d never experienced this kind of connection with another soul before. The force between them was stronger than the gravitational pull cementing them to the floor. Even his perception of time was knocked off its axis. Everything seemed to wane, down to the blood flowing through his veins. He could hear his heart thumping as it slowed to a pace where he thought he’d die any second. Just when was about to pass out from the euphoria of it all, his release came crashing over him, bringing his surroundings back up to speed.
The sound of Tatum’s low moan cleared the fog out of his brain and he unlatched his teeth from her skin. He pressed a tender kiss to the back of her neck. “Are you okay?”
She nodded her head lazily and smiled. “Mmmhmm.”
“Now will you tell me what Adonis and Eira are having?”
Tatum laughed. “No!”