Pack Rogue by Crissy Smith (12)

Chapter Twelve

Austin found both his mate and sister on the back porch watching the sun set. He stood just out of the way and gazed at both of his loves.

Ginger had been seventeen when they’d left their home and found this one. Their parents had died in a car accident the year before and there had been too many memories for them to stay. Ginger had been depressed and Austin had been going out of his mind with worry. He knew there was a place for him, for both of them, somewhere. When he’d first seen this area, he had known he was home.

Now he felt his heart was so full it might burst.

He hadn’t moved or made a sound but at that moment Kiley turned her head. Their gazes locked and she smiled.

Austin actually felt a moment of dizziness. His mate was just so wonderful. She was beautiful, and smart, and best of all—his.

He took long strides over to her chair and, ignoring his sister’s smirk, leant down and took Kiley’s mouth in a deep, sensual kiss.

Kiley moaned and wrapped an arm around his neck, holding him close. Austin went down on his knees and yanked her to the edge of her chair.

Their tongues tangled, duelled for control, before she gave in and tilted her head to allow him the control.

Austin liked that. Kiley could kiss—kiss him breathless—but even then, she wasn’t a pushover.

“Well, I think I’m headed home,” Ginger stated loudly.

Austin pulled his mouth away from Kiley’s but kept her body close to his. “Make sure you’re careful. Kiley told you about the threats?”

At Ginger’s nod, Austin winked. “I know you can take care of yourself but if someone is around, I would like to question them instead of just burying the body.”

He was only half joking. Ginger went above and beyond trying to outdo most of the men in the Pack. While it made Austin proud, it also worried him at times, and this just happened to be one of them.

“I’ll be careful. I started some soup and it’s on the stove if you work up a hunger,” Ginger said, laughing.

Austin groaned. “Go home,” he begged.

Ginger waved her hand in the air. “I’m going. I’m going.”

Instead of walking back into the house, Ginger leapt over the porch railing to land gracefully on her feet.

“Show-off,” Austin called and was pleased by both women’s laughter.

Once his sister was far enough away to be out of hearing distance, Austin cupped Kiley’s face, searching. He was thrilled when, instead of pulling away, Kiley actually leant into him.

“You okay?” she asked

He nodded. “Not actually the way I thought I would spend the first night at home with my mate,” he smiled.

“And just how did you think it would go?” she teased.

Austin picked her up swiftly out of the chair and sat down with her on his lap. “I imagined trying to get my mate comfortable in every room.”

“Comfortable?” she asked as she wiggled on his lap.

Austin groaned and held her still, the pressure on his erection a sweet but torturous mixture. “Can’t get any more comfortable in a room than being naked and screaming.”

Kiley laughed, shook her head, laughed again. Her body shook and he liked the sound. He pulled her back against his chest.

When she finally stopped laughing she wiped her eyes and twisted her head to see him. “I can’t argue with you there I guess.”

Austin tilted his head and faked serious. “So, my mate, where should we start?”

She lifted a shoulder in a shrug. “I haven’t seen the bedroom yet.”

“You haven’t seen any of the upstairs.”

Her nose crinkled and she tried to be serious. “What do you plan to do about it?” she questioned.

Austin rose with her still in his arms. She grunted and protested when he slung her over his shoulder.

“Austin, put me down!”

He ignored her as he made his way to the side door.

He made sure to lock it behind him and started the tour. “Okay, so this is the living room, which you should already be comfortable in.”

She kicked her feet and he had to tighten his grip. “Yes, the living room. I got that.”

Austin slapped her ass once and she gasped. “I’m giving you the grand tour. Work with me.”

“I would work with you better if everything was not upside down,” she complained.

Austin just chuckled and slapped her ass again. “Okay, over there is the laundry room.” He waved his hand in the general direction. “You saw the kitchen…over there is my office. There’s a study next to it but if you want to use it for your office, that would work too.”

He reached the stairs. “That door leads to the bathroom down here. Usually only guests use that.” He started up. “Now up here is the really good stuff.”

“Austin, come on, put me down. All the blood’s rushing to my head,” Kiley pleaded.

“So there are four bedrooms up here. Two guest, Colt’s, and our room. Ginger has stuff stashed in one of them but the other is free for any visitors. There’s a bathroom down the hall but here is where you should spend most of your time.”

Austin pushed his bedroom door open, brought Kiley off his shoulder, and placed her on her feet in the doorway. He hoped she liked it.

“Nice,” she commented and walked in.

Austin watched her as she stalked around the room. He had a California King-size bed with a dark wood headboard and matching end tables. Off to one side was a double balcony door. The curtains were closed now but on clear nights Austin would leave the doors open when in bed. He couldn’t wait to make that experience even better by getting to hold his mate.

Kiley had come to a stop in front of the bed. “My, my, what a big bed you have,” she teased.

He took a few steps forward and pulled his shirt over his head. “All the better to throw you on.”

Kiley smirked as she pulled her shirt off and dropped it to the ground. Austin paused long enough to open his pants and push them down.

“Oh, goodness. What a big cock you have,” Kiley faked shock.

Austin stroked his already fully aroused member. “All the better to fuck you with, my dear.”

Kiley threw her head back with a deep chuckle. “Well in that case…” she stated, before stripping the rest of her clothes off and climbing into the middle of the bed. “Get over here, my big bad wolf.”

“Woof, woof,” Austin barked, and pounced.

He landed on the soft mattress, bouncing both of them, and wrapped his arm around her waist to hold her close.

Kiley reached for him, giggling, before their lips connected. Austin didn’t think he would ever get tired of kissing his mate. When Kiley kissed, she put her soul into it. She moved her body to match each thrust of her tongue.

When they pulled away they were both panting for breath.

“I can’t get enough of you,” she confessed in a desperate tone. “I ache to have you inside.”

The admission, spoken in a soft tone, yanked at Austin’s heartstrings. While Kiley was starting to open up more and more comfortably, he was growing to love her that much more deeply.

She wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked him, causing Austin to buck and groan. He meant to tell her how much he also needed her, but with one hand of hers gripping and pulling and the other cupping and massaging his balls, he was beyond speech. All he could do was grunt and whimper.

Before he lost it, Austin pulled away and pushed her shoulders down onto the bed. “Enough,” he growled.

She bit her lip and smiled. Desire had brightened her eyes and she clawed at his shoulders to bring him closer.

“Please, Austin,” she begged.

Austin gripped the base of his shaft and scooted between her legs. “What, no foreplay?” he teased, running the tip between her folds.

“Fuck foreplay,” she mumbled as she lifted her legs off the bed and fitted them under his arms.

Well, who was he to argue with a statement like that? He plunged in, not pausing until he was buried deep.

Kiley arched and dropped her head onto the pillow. Her nails dug into his hips as she grabbed him. “Yes, yes.”

Austin kept his eyes on her face as he pulled out before slamming back inside. She bucked and wiggled. The site of his mate in passion was almost enough to make him blow his load too early.

Austin lifted her hips and braced his knees. “Gonna be fast. Down and dirty,” he warned.

Kiley opened her eyes and met his gaze. “Do it.”

So he did. He rode his mate hard, thrusting in and out, pushing and yanking until they both screamed and climaxed. They fell into completion together. First Kiley orgasmed, her inner muscles tightening almost painfully. That was all he needed. He released his seed into her, coming in long bursts to give her everything he had.

“Perfect,” she purred as they collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs, utterly exhausted, but happy.