“Did you always know you’d be Chief?” Natasha asked softly.

We were laying in my bed, wrapped up in each other, with her head lying on my chest. We’d been playing getting to know you for the last few hours. Things were good. Great actually. And, as I ran my fingers absently across her bare shoulder, I realized I’d never felt this comfortable, this at ease, with anyone before in my life.

Everything just felt… right.

“Yeah,” I replied just as softly, the laziness of laying around all day making me drowsy. “My father was the Chief, and his father before him, and so on… So, I was raised to take charge of the clan once he no longer could. When my parents were killed in a car accident, I’d just turned twenty-two, and although technically an adult, I was not ready. To lose my parents, or to take over as head of our clan.”

“I’m so sorry,” Natasha said, lifting her head to look into my eyes. Hers had filled with unshed tears, and the despair on her face caused my chest to ache.

“Thank you. It was a long time ago, but it’s not something you ever really get over.”

Natasha leaned down and kissed my chest sweetly, before placing her head back down.

I continued, “Luckily, my father had made sure I had the tools I needed, and my clan rallied around me as I found my way. I couldn’t have done it without Derrik and Marta.”

“Derrik and Marta?” Natasha prodded after I was silent for a few seconds as memories assailed me.

“Derrik is my best friend, and second in command, and Marta is his mate. They’ve been together almost as long as I’ve known them, since we were kids, and they’ve always been the people I could count on in any situation.”

“I’m glad you have that,” Natasha murmured.

“Now, I have so much more,” I admitted gruffly, wanting her to know that her place in my life was number one.

She hugged me tightly, then made me smile when she said, “I’d love to meet them.”

“Really?” I asked, pleased that she was ready to start getting to know my clan, which would soon be her clan. “It’s not too soon?”

“Really,” Natasha replied, and I could feel her lips curve against my chin. “We should have them over for dinner.”

This time I hugged her tightly and said, “Okay, I’ll give Derrik a call. We may have to go shopping though.”

“I love shopping, and I’d love to see more of your town.”

This pleased me immensely, and although I wanted to show Natasha how much, by slipping inside of her again, I knew we had to get out of bed and get ready for our day, if we were going to have time to go shopping and get a meal prepared in time for dinner.

Still, I thought before I could suggest we get up and take a shower, I was sure I had enough time to at least give her a glimpse of how happy she made me.

I rolled us over until Natasha was beneath me, then allowed my hands to explore the length of her naked form, enjoying the way she melted in response. She began to shift slightly, moving to give me better access to where we were both eager for my exploration to lead.

My fingers reached her core first, and I began to stroke, stoking the fire as I watched her face. Natasha bit down on her lower lip as she arched into me, a soft, sexy moan escaping her lips as I slid the first finger inside of her. She bucked, telling me wordlessly what she wanted, and I complied, a second finger joining the first as she began to writhe beneath me.

“Logan,” she panted, already close, and the need to see her come became as necessary as breathing. Pumping my fingers faster, I bent my head to suck her nipple into my mouth, biting down gently on the hard peak.

Natasha’s fist in my hair, her body moving as my fingers fucked her, and the little whimpering sounds she was making, told me she was close.

I moved my fingers faster, twirled my tongue around her nipple once more, then lifted my head and ran my finger across her parted lips. Natasha’s tongue darted out to lick my finger, then she opened her mouth wider and sucked the tip inside. I closed my eyes for a moment, enjoying the feel of the fingers on both of my hands surrounded by Natasha’s wet heat, then removed my finger from her mouth and shifted so that I was on my knees in front of her.

Natasha opened her legs wider, allowing me to watch as I thrust my fingers in and out of her, then move my other hand over her thigh, and down to her ass, where I inserted my still damp finger slowly inside. Just a small touch, enough to have her eyes flying open and her hips to buck.

Her lips parted on a cry and her head fell to the side as she came apart in front of me, the sight more exquisite than anything I’d ever laid eyes on.

My dick throbbed painfully, jumping against my stomach as I ached to come as well. I was able to control myself, promising my cock I’d jack off as soon as I got in the shower, then finished enjoying the way my mate looked, all pink and dazed from her orgasm.

Once her breathing returned to normal, I bent down and dropped a quick kiss on her still sensitive clit, and lifted my head to catch her gaze.

“We need to shower and head out if we’re going to have guests for dinner,” I informed her.

Natasha’s eyes lowered to my hard as steel cock and asked, “What about you?”

“I’ll take care of it, we don’t have time,” I said, even though I wanted to kick my own ass for not moving in and taking what she was offering.

Natasha frowned for a second, then brightened and said, “If we shower together, I could take care of it for you and we’d still be getting ready to go. Two birds…”

I chuckled at her hopeful expression and replied, “I’d be a fool to pass that offer up,” then bent down to lift her up, and walked us both toward the shower.