Chapter Four

 

“I missed you so much, Hannah.” Adam didn’t want to stop kissing her, so he spoke against her lips.

 She pulled her head away and caught his gaze. “I missed you, too, Adam, but this is different, isn’t it?” Her voice trembled.

“Yes,” he told her and breathed in deep. He shuddered when her scent filled his lungs and pleasure coursed through him, straight to his cock. His feelings for her were very different now, and she was about to find out how much. “You smell so fucking good right now.”

She smiled and snorted. “I was working a double shift when you kidnapped me, so I doubt that.”

“You have no idea, woman, you have no idea what your scent is doing to me.” She still wore her waitress uniform. It was a little blue polyester number that did nothing to hide her curves. He moved his palm up her thigh and pushed her skirt up as he went. “The things I want to do.” He shook his head. “The things I’m going to do.” He fisted the edges of her panties.

“Adam? I…”

“Fuck, I want to taste you. I need to taste you, Hannah.”

Hannah’s breath caught in her throat, and her eyes widened at his words. Her breath quickened, and though she didn’t respond, her eyes pleaded for him to continue. That wasn’t good enough for Adam. He needed her consent and wanted to hear her submission.

“Will you let me?” he growled out, his voice growing deeper as his wolf clawed at him to claim her. He ignored the throbbing in his cock. “Will you let me taste this pussy?” He didn’t move a muscle as he waited for her response. He wouldn’t go any further without her okay, no matter how much it hurt him.

“I—I’ve never done this before,” she confessed quietly.

He’d suspected as much and lowered his head so they were eye to eye. “Hannah, I’ve never done this before either. This is the first time I’ve ever wanted to be with another.”  He cringed when memories flashed through his mind, so he pushed them away and focused on the now. He hoped Hannah never found out the level of depravity his father had stooped to, to try to breed his only son. Forcing young girls to strip and present themselves to him and his wolf. It had been the most disturbing, degrading thing he’d ever experienced, and it still made him sick to his stomach. “I wasn’t lying when I said I’ve never been hard for a girl before,” he told her quietly. He wasn’t embarrassed, but he knew this was serious. “But I am now, and it’s because of you.”

“Because I’m your mate?” she asked, and he nodded.

“Yes, but, Hannah, you have to know I’ve always loved you. It might not have been this kind of love.” He ground his erection against her. “But I’ve always loved you. You’re mine. You’re my mate, and if you accept me you will be my wife and the mother of my children.”

She squealed when he stood up with her in his arms. He spun and laid her down on the bed so he could see her properly. He reached down and grasped her panties again on either side of her hips.

“Will you let me taste this pussy?” he asked her one more time and waited for her answer.

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This was crazy and fast, but she’d known Adam forever. He was hers as much as she was his. The knowledge was soul deep. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen, but she was certain she wanted to be with him.

“Yes, but shower first, please. I wasn’t joking about working a double shift.” Her voice was husky and breathless to her own ears, and her insides fluttered when he growled.

His growl should frighten her. Instead, it sent pleasure pulsing through her. His fingers were warm against her and tickled her thighs as he dragged her panties down and off. Embarrassment flooded her when he gently pried her legs apart, but her pussy pulsed and gushed at his wrecked expression.

“Gods, you smelled wet, but, baby, fuck. Is this for me?” His face was intense when he finally looked up from her pussy, and she could only nod.

 “I don’t want to wash away your scent. Do you see what you’re doing to me?” Her mouth grew dry when he palmed the bulge in his jeans. “But if that’s what you want, I’d love to soap you up.” He squeezed his cock and groaned before he reached back and pulled his t-shirt over his head with one hand.

“Jesus, Adam.”  Hannah wasn’t sure if he worked out a lot or if his body was this big because he was a shifter person. He just grinned as he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down, boxer briefs and all. He kicked them aside, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away. Oh.

He held out his hand for her, and she hesitantly took it. He pulled her to her feet, and she allowed him to unzip her uniform. He reached around and undid her bra clasp, his eyes glued to her chest as her bra fell to the ground.

“You’re sure you want to shower?”

Hannah nodded and, hand in his, nervously followed him to the bathroom. He turned away to adjust the temperature, and she was instantly chilled when his heated gaze left hers. She glanced down at her naked body and couldn’t help but notice how the hard planes of his body were in sharp contrast to her softer one, and doubt filled her. He turned back around and reached for her.

“Hannah, what’s wrong?”

“You’re … you’re really big.”

He took himself in hand. “Yes, I guess I am, but, Hannah we’re mates.” He stepped closer and cupped her cheek. “We’ll fit together, and I’ll go very, very slowly. I can’t promise it won’t hurt, especially not your first time, but I’ll be gentle.” He leaned down and kissed her. “Hannah, if this is too much, just tell me. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. For now, let’s just take a shower, okay?”

“Okay.” Hannah swallowed and followed him under the hot spray. She gasped and shivered when he pulled her wet body flush against his. He leaned down and kissed her doubts away before he grabbed the soap and lathered her up. His hands were warm and calloused, and her breasts bounced and swayed under his ministrations, any shyness dissipating with every loving caress. “My breasts must be filthy.”

He gave her a devilish grin. “That’s right. You’re my dirty girl.” He set the soap aside and pressed his chest against hers, and he hugged her tight as the spray washed the suds away.

Her nipples were hard and engorged as they slid back and forth against his slickened skin. Hannah held on to him as he rubbed his body against hers. His erection pressed against her stomach, and she reached down between them, wrapping her fingers around his cock. She was fascinated when he tensed and pulsed in her hand. He was so much different than she was.

“Fuck, Hannah.” He grabbed her wrist, stopping her mid-stroke, but she wasn’t to be deterred.

She needed to taste him like he said he was going to taste her. His eyes widened when she lowered to her knees in front of him. His fangs bit into his lower lip, his expression pained. Emboldened by his reaction, Hannah leaned forward and licked the slit of his cock before taking him fully into her mouth. Adam hissed and growled before he jerked his hips back and out of her mouth. Hannah would have laughed except the scorching yellow eyes staring down at her stole her breath.

“I can’t. I can’t wait any longer. I…” He shook his head and gently gripped her forearms, helping her up. He opened and closed his mouth and swallowed hard. “You’re mine.” He growled and shut off the water, then reached out of the shower and grabbed two towels and handed her one. Hannah couldn’t help but squeal when he lifted her out of the tub and carried her into the bedroom. He laid her down and followed her, his broad shoulders holding her thighs open for him. His growl became louder until it was a constant rumble deep his chest.

Without warning he leaned down between her thighs and nuzzled his way to her clit, pulling it between his lips and sucking hard, and she cried out. Hannah fisted the sheets and writhed against his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, holding her still as he buried his face in her pussy. The sensation that built was so foreign and so intense it overwhelmed her as he licked and sucked and licked and sucked. Pleasure pulsed inside of her, and Hannah worried something was wrong.

“Wait! Something is happening,” she gasped out.

“Let it go,” he mumbled against her flesh, and she shook her head.

“I—” She couldn’t. This was too much.

He finally stopped and looked up at her.

“It’s okay, Hannah, let it go.”

“How do you know?” she asked, worried she would do something wrong.

“I haven’t ever been with a woman, Hannah, but I’ve watched a lot of porn.” He shrugged. “Just let your body do what if feels like it needs to. I have you. Don’t hold back. I want all of you, Hannah,” he told her before he leaned back down and sucked her clit back into his mouth.

Hannah couldn’t help but cry out and gasp for air as he licked her over and over. She could feel her orgasm build once again, deep in her middle, but this time he slowly slid two fingers into her and he stretched her. Her inner muscles convulsed around his fingers like she’d been starved for them, and she could feel herself grow even slicker. He thrust his fingers gently but rapidly inside of her, and she could hear how wet she was. The sweet ache pulsed and grew, starting to overwhelm her again, but she did as he asked and closed her eyes.

Hannah let herself go, and her inner muscles clenched down hard. She grunted and screamed out as she came in a hard gush all over his hand. He didn’t stop, and she continued to convulse around his fingers. She gasped for air as the spasms slowed until her muscles only twitched, and only then did she feel him gently remove his fingers from her. Her heart raced, and her body buzzed. He grabbed her hand and wrapped it around his cock. He squeezed, showing her how to stroke him. Feminine satisfaction coursed through her when his muscles clenched, and he cried out, squirting thick ribbons of cum onto her stomach.

“You’re mine.”