Chapter Four
Caleb’s paced the length of the room, his eyes never leaving Sommer. He waited, his patience threatening to snap at any second. For the better part of the party he’d tried to get Sommer alone, and each time he got close to her, she found a way to elude him, using one excuse after the other. If he wasn’t busy chasing her around, he was fending off a very annoying Selena.
Selena was no doubt a beautiful woman, but for the life of him, he didn’t know what he’d been thinking to get involved with her in the first place. She was the type of woman who refused to take a hint and he’d given her plenty. He simply wasn’t interested but that didn’t deter her pursuit of him. After the third time she’d tried to corner him, he’d lost all semblance of trying to be polite. In no uncertain terms, he’d told her to get lost.
Finally, the last guest had left and the only people remaining were Sommer and her parents. There was no escaping him now. He walked over to the three of them. Laurel smiled at him. “Caleb, I hope you enjoyed yourself tonight.”
Caleb nodded. “As much as I could have. I think I would have enjoyed it more if I had gotten to spend more time with the guest of honor.” He stared pointedly at Sommer who was doing everything in her power to avoid his gaze.
Trevor furrowed his brow looking back and forth between Caleb and Sommer. “Am I missing something here?”
“No, nothing like that, I was just coming over to collect Sommer.” Caleb looked directly at the object of his desire. “Sommer, it’s time to go.”
This brought her head up sharply. “What are you talking about? I have to stay and clean up. I’d planned on spending the night.”
Caleb wouldn’t allow Sommer to hide behind her parents this time. “That’s strange because you didn’t mention that earlier. Laurel, didn’t you tell me you’d hired extra help to do the cleanup for this party? And Trevor, I was certain you had mentioned being worried about your daughter driving back to her place so late at night. Problem solved, I’ll take her.” He met her scornful stare and smiled, knowing that she realized he’d called her bluff.
“That’s a good idea, Caleb, although if she wants to spend the night, that’s fine with us as well,” Laurel offered.
“Yes, I think I’d rather spend the night here,” Sommer piped up.
“Did you remember to bring an overnight bag?” Caleb countered.
“I don’t need one. I have clothes here. Look, I’m tired and I rather stay here. I don’t know why we’re even arguing about this,” Sommer snapped earning her nonplussed looked from her parents.
Trevor frowned. “Are you two having a disagreement of some sort?”
“Nothing we can’t settle between us,” Caleb answered smoothly. “Which is why I think it’s a good idea that that the two of us hash out our differences on the way back to Sommer’s place. And since I’m taking her home, neither one of you have to worry about her getting there safely. Sommer, get your things so we can leave.” He injected enough force into his voice to let her know that this discussion was no longer up for debate.
Her nostrils flared, but wisely, she put up no further protest. Not that it mattered whether she had or not because he had been fully prepared to sling her over his shoulder and carry her out of this house caveman style. Though it wouldn’t have been ideal to make a scene in front of her parents, Caleb was prepared to do whatever it took to finally get some proper alone time with Sommer.
When Sommer stormed off to gather her belonging Trevor raised a brow. “Care to tell me what that was all about?”
“Something between Sommer and myself. As I said before, it will be resolved.”
“Is that so? And what exactly is it that needs to be resolved?” Trevor persisted.
“With all due respect Trevor, I’d rather not discuss this right now.”
“Listen, Caleb you may be the Alpha’s son, but that’s my daughter. Anything that concerns her is my business. Don’t make the mistake of thinking I won’t rip you to shreds if you hurt her. And this conversation between the two of us is far from over.” Trevor’s eyes briefly flashed to the amber color of his wolf’s eyes.
Laurel placed her hand on her mate’s chest. “There’s no need for that. I’m sure the kids will work it out. Let’s not ruin this lovely evening okay?”
Trevor briefly narrowed his eyes before seeming to calm down. His eyes returned to their normal slate gray color.
Sommer returned with her purse a few boxes in her hand. “Is everything all right over here?” She glanced at Caleb and her father.
Trevor smiled indulgently at his daughter. “Just a friendly chat, Princess. I was thanking Caleb for giving you a ride home tonight. It’s really foggy out. And you know how I worry. So are you ready to head out?”
She eyed him suspiciously before nodding. “Yep, I’m off. I’ll call you tomorrow.” Sommer hugged both of her parents before Caleb took her by the elbow to lead her off.
Once they were in the car, she remained quiet for a while. She was probably stewing. However, after they were on the road for a few minutes, Sommer exploded. “You had no right to decide when it was time for me to leave! Besides that, I was quite capable of driving home on my own.”
“Your father didn’t want you driving home so late at night.”
“My father also thinks I’m a little girl, and you played right along, didn’t you? You know how I feel when they do that to me. How could you?” She slammed her hand against the dash.
He grinded his teeth, pushing back the twinge of guilt he felt. He knew her parents could go a bit overboard at times, but had she not spent the evening trying to avoid him, things would never have come to this. “You did what you felt you needed to do, and that’s exactly what I’m doing right now.”
“What you had to do? Are you kidding me? Caleb, because of your underhanded tactics, my parents probably suspect there’s something going on between us.”
He shrugged, keeping his eyes on the road. “There isn’t at the moment, but that will soon be changed by the end of the night.”
“You arrogant son of a bitch! Turn around and take me back to my parent’s house.”
“Stop being so melodramatic, Sommer. The next stop I’m making is your place.”
She let out a scream, venting her frustration before slumping in her chair.
Caleb didn’t say anything more, deciding it would be best to let her get used to what was going to happen between them once they reached her apartment. The tension during the remainder of the ride was so thick it could have been cut with a knife.
When he finally pulled up in front of her building, he barely had time to park before she unbuckled her seatbelt and shot out of the car.
Sommer was just turning the key to her door with shaky hands by the time Caleb caught up with her.
With one deft movement, he pushed her aside and unlocked the door. Opening the door, Caleb gestured toward it, palm up. “After you, my lady.”
She stormed past him, a mutinous expression on her face. Her bottom lip poked out and she looked as if she wanted to commit murder. Slinging her purse on the couch, Sommer around to glare at him. “You can leave now. Your duty is done.”
Caleb shrugged out of his suit jacket and began to loosen his tie.
“What are you doing?” she squawked. “I want you to leave now!”
Tossing his tie aside, he sat down on her love seat and removed his shoes with slow precision, making his intentions very clear.
“Stop that right now. Caleb, put that back on because you’re not staying.”
He unfastened his cufflinks and then unbuttoned his shirt. Not once did he take his eyes away from her.
Sommer stared at him open-mouthed as though trying to find the right words to say as he continued to undress. Finally, when he was down to his boxers, his fingers on the waistband, she yelled, “Okay! You win. Just, please, not like this.” Her shoulders drooped as she fell back on the couch, her head in her hands.
Caleb halted, feeling like a Grade A jackass. This wasn’t how he wanted things to be between him and Sommer. He’d envisioned carrying her to the bed like those heroes in the romance books she used to favor. Then he wanted to make sweet love to her until she screamed his name. The last thing he wanted was for Sommer to be frightened of him. His feelings for her ran far too deep to have it any other way. With a sigh, he walked over to where she was and sat next to her.
Throwing an arm around her trembling shoulders, he brushed his lips against the side of her head. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t mean to come off so crass, but these mixed signals you keep throwing at me aren’t gonna cut it. You say things will change between us if we take this step, but I’m telling you right now they already have. I don’t think there’s any going back. Pretend all you’d like, but you want this to happen too.”
Sommer lifted her head to stare at him with tear-filled eyes. “I do, Caleb, but—”
He placed his finger against her lip. “No buts.” Sliding his hands beneath her rear, Caleb scooped her up and transferred her to his lap. “You looked gorgeous tonight, Sommer.”
“Thank you.” Her voice was shaky. She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue. His eyes fastened on the brief movement and his semi-erect cock elongated until it strained painfully against his pants. With a low growl, he captured those lips he’d been dying to taste for the entire night. They were soft and pliant beneath his persistence. “Open your mouth for me, darling.”
Her lips parted with a soft sigh, allowing him enough room to press his tongue forward to sample the sweet cavern of her mouth. Goddamn, she was sweet. It was like ambrosia beneath his taste buds. Everything about her titillated his senses, from her beauty to her intoxicating scent, and the feel of her warm curves pressed so lovingly against him.
Caleb realized she was skittish and would need to go slow, besides, he wanted to make this night last. With his mouth never breaking contact with hers, he pushed the straps of her dress down her shoulders, loving the way her soft skin felt beneath his fingertips.
Sommer ripped her mouth away from his, panting. Caleb chased her lips, not prepared to end the intimate connection. She turned her head away. “Wait, let me catch my breath.”
“I need you, sweetheart.” He nuzzled the side of her neck with his nose, inhaling her perfumed skin. “If I don’t have you soon, I think I might literally go insane.”
He yanked the bodice of her dress down, revealing her pert well-shaped tits capped with large areolas and blackberry colored nipples that were so hard and ready to be sucked.
Sommer released what sounded like a melancholy sigh.
Concern beat within his chest. The last thing he wanted was for her to change her mind when he was so fucking horny. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
“They’re so small,” she sighed mournfully.
Caleb knitted his brows together. “You mean these?” He skimmed his knuckles over one puckered tip, eliciting a shiver from her body.
She nodded. “Yes. I wish they were a little bigger.”
He cupped the soft mounds in his palms, grazing his thumbs against her nipples. “I don’t find a thing wrong with them. In fact, they’re perfect. Do you see? They fit in my palms just right. I haven’t been able to get the thought of these beauties out of my head since yesterday, and you have no idea how much I’ve been longing to do this.” Dipping his head, he swirled one pert tip with his tongue.
She clasped his shoulders and threw back her head. “Oh, Caleb.”
Taking the nipple fully into his mouth, he sucked, tugging and nipping at it. The purrs coming from her throat were driving him wild. His tail pushed from the small of his back and his fur lay beneath the surface of his skin, threatening to pop out. She turned him on more than any woman he’d ever been with. But then again, Caleb knew it would be this way. He’d dreamt of nothing else in the past ten years. Having her in his arm far surpassed any of his erotic imaginings.
Though she wouldn’t be the first human he’d ever been with, she’d be the first whom he didn’t have to hide his true self from. With the others, he’d held back, careful not to reveal what he was. Because of that, he could never fully enjoy himself, which was why most of his lovers were Wulfen or vampire fems. Caleb instinctively knew none of those women would compare to Sommer. He had high expectations for their joining and had no doubt his fantasies would be fulfilled.
She wiggled her rear, grinding into his cock. “Caleb, this feels so good.”
He released the turgid nub with a pop, a grin splitting his face as he lifted his head. “I can make you feel even better, darling.” Giving her no warning, he stood up with Sommer cradled in his arms.
She clung to him. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to take you to the bedroom so I can fuck you.”
Sommer surrendered with the knowledge that protest was futile. Caleb had, after all, proved just how much she wanted him. Why not give him what they both wanted, throw caution to the wind and let him screw her senseless? This would simply be a brief fling, a no-strings-attached affair. It might hurt when he was ready to move on, but at least she would have the memory of the delirious passion she felt in his arms.
She pressed kisses against the side of his neck as he strode toward the bedroom, holding her effortlessly as if she weighed no more than a bag of feathers. The sheer strength emanating from his tight, sculpted frame made her tremble.
Once Caleb made it to his destination, he placed Sommer gently on her feet. The cocktail dress she’d taken such care in selecting for the party was a mess, the front stretched beyond repair.
“God, you have no idea how much I want you, Sommer.” His words were a husky caress that sent jolts of titillating sensation up her spine.
“If its half as much I want you, then I have an idea,” she chuckled.
With a forceful tug, he ripped her dress off her body in an act of savagery that took her breath away. Sommer giggled nervously. “Slow down, Caleb, there’s no rush.”
Grabbing her hand, he placed it on the large erection tenting his pants. “Care to repeat that, sweetheart? As long as I’ve waited for this, I can’t have you fast enough.”
“You’re so big.” Licking her lips, she wrapped her fingers around the stiff rod through the silky material of his black boxers.
Caleb jerked away from her grip. “Don’t,” he groaned.
She pulled her hand back as if she’d been scalded, a bit hurt that he didn’t want her touch.
He shook his head. “I didn’t mean I didn’t like it, just…if you keep touching me that way, I may not be able to control myself and I want our first time together to be special.”
Her heart did a somersault. Just being with him, having his arms around her was enough to make things right for her. Sommer placed her hand against his square jaw. “As long as it’s with you, it will be.”
Caleb framed her face with his hands and gave her a fierce hungry kiss. When he finally broke it, they were both gasping for breath. “If you keep talking like that, you’re going to turn me into a rutting maniac.” Bending over slightly, he scooped her into his arms and carried Sommer the short distance to the bed before placing her on the center. Then he stepped back, his gaze sliding along the length of her body, not missing a single detail.
Feeling self-conscious by the intensity of his stare, Sommer crossed her arms over her breasts.
“Don’t. Don’t ever cover yourself from me. You have no need to ever be ashamed of your body.” His voice was a husky plea, full of desire.
She willed herself to keep her arms at her side. “Are you just going to stand there or will you join me? I hope you don’t expect me to stay on this big cold lonely bed by myself,” Sommer teased.
Sommer trembled in anticipation. Part of her burned with need, while the other half was nervous. There was no going back now. Running the tip of her tongue over her dry lips, she watched as Caleb inserted his thumbs into his waistband and slid them down lean hips.
He was magnificent, all sinewy muscled perfection. A thick mat of hair covered his taut torso, but it wasn’t a turn-off, in fact, it only underlined his utter masculinity.
And his cock…
Dear sweet Lord, he was long and thick. From what she’d felt earlier, Sommer knew he was packing, but that thing was a monster. A gasp escaped her lips as he drew near, his dick bobbing with each step he took.
He paused when his thighs hit the edge of the bed. “I smell your fear, despite that brave look on your face. Tell me what’s wrong, sweetheart.”
“You’re huge. How the hell are you going to get that thing inside of me?” she squeaked.
Caleb threw back his head and released a loud deep laugh before crawling on the bed beside her and planting a kiss on her forehead. “You’re adorable, do you know that?”
“No, I’m just a woman concerned about being split in two.”
He planted his hand on her belly and dragged it down until he reached her panties. With one quick tug, he tore away her panties. Then he wedged his hands between her thighs. “Open your legs, Sommer.”
She hesitated for a brief moment.
His ice blue eyes locked with hers. “Trust me, sweetheart.”
Obeying his command, she parted her thighs, welcoming his caress. A wave of searing heat rippled along her body when his thumb grazed her slick folds. “Caleb,” she sighed his name.
“Do you see, darling? You’re already nice and wet for me, ready to take me, but I’ll make you even wetter, baby.” A devilish smile split his face, promising her many delights to come.
Sommer was on fire for him. Never before had she felt such burning need, threatening to consume them both, and he had barely done anything to her yet. She bit her bottom lip, wondering what he had in store for her.
She didn’t have to wait long. Never moving his hand, Caleb settled between her thighs with his face mere inches from her sex. He pushed her labia apart and stared at the most private part of her body as no man had ever done before. “You’ve got a beautiful pussy, sweetheart. I’m going to enjoy tasting every single inch of it.”
Sommer’s breath caught in her throat. She couldn’t respond to save her life. Tentatively, she grazed her nails against his shoulders before urging him closer, lifting her hips. “Please,” she moaned, too unsure of herself to vocalize the words she wanted to say most.
Caleb lifted his head, a gleam of amusement in his eyes. “Please what? Please eat your pussy?”
Sommer nodded. “Yes. Don’t make me wait.”
“I want to hear you say it.”
“I…I can’t.”
He pressed a long, lingering kiss on her clit and lifted his head once more. “Yes, you can. Say it.”
“Caleb…” She moistened her lips. “Yes, I want…”
He raised a brow. “Go ahead. You’re almost there. Tell me what I want to hear.”
“Why are my words so important to you?”
“Because by the time the night is over, I don’t want there to be any recriminations, no regrets. I want you to tell me exactly what you want me to do to you, now say it, goddammit.” He nearly snarled the words, the fierceness of his passion boiling over to near-savagery.
“Please put your mouth on me—”
Caleb shook his head. “If you want the big bad wolf to eat you, darling, you’re going to have to do better than that.”
Sommer gulped. She hadn’t realized how hard this would be. In a way, she almost hated him for what he was making her do, but her body was aching for him so badly, what choice did she have? “I want you to lick my pussy. Eat it, fuck it. Whatever! Just don’t torture me like this anymore. I can’t take it.”
“With pleasure,” he murmured and lowered his head to lap her swollen clit. The texture of his tongue was rougher than she usedd to, but it felt heavenly, making the blood race to the engorged bud.
“Oh my goodness.” She shook, tossing her head back and forth against the pillow, unable to keep still under his erotic assault.
He licked and laved at her pussy for several strokes before easing his middle finger inside of her channel, thrusting knuckle deep. Caleb sucked her labia, pressing them together, which created the most delicious tingling sensation.
Sommer writhed and moaned, letting out a shout of delight when he pushed another digit into her waiting tunnel. She lifted her hips to meet his fervent thrusts. It felt so good, so right. “That’s it, just like that.” Her body shook and she was unable to keep still.
He ravaged her pussy like a starving man. It was obvious to Sommer that Caleb wanted to please her, and he was doing a damn good job of it. And the fact that he was genuinely into what he was doing only made the experience even better.
An explosive shaft of molten desire slammed through her body and Sommer screamed her release. “Oh, God! Caleb!” She came hard and fast, her juices gushing from her pussy and wetting the inside of her thighs. Still, Caleb continued finger-fucking and eating her pussy as if his life depended on it.
Threading her fingers through his hair, it was Sommer’s intention to pull his head away. She didn’t think she could take any more of the deliriously mind-shattering ecstasy coursing through her body. This was the first orgasm she’d experienced that wasn’t by her own hand and there was nothing like it. “Caleb, I… I can’t take it…I-I-I…”
He latched onto her clit again with his teeth, nipping at it and slowly eroding her resistance. Just when Sommer believed she was on sensory overload and she couldn’t possibly get any hotter, something warm and soft brushed across her nipples.
It was his tail.
The warm brown fur against her heated flesh, tickling and teasing her, drove Sommer crazy. Caleb swished it over her breasts and let it roam over her body—all without lifting his head from her pussy.
Sommer was a boneless heap of nerves by the time he was finished with her. Almost as if he were moving in slow motion, Caleb lifted his head and moved to his knees. He pried her legs apart, further than they were. Again, his blue gaze roamed her body in a proprietary way.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured. “And you’re mine. Every single inch of you belongs to me. You’re mine.”
His possessiveness frightened her a bit, but deep down, it thrilled her. So long she’d dreamed of him speaking these very same words to her. It didn’t matter who they were or that this affair was doomed to come to an end; what did was how they made each other feel in this one beautiful moment.
Her eyes locked with his. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Offer yourself to me. Spread your pretty pussy wide, baby.”
Without hesitation, Sommer reached between her legs and spread the outer folds of her pussy, ready to accept him, though she was still a bit nervous about whether he’d fit.
Caleb palmed his massive member. “Wider.”
Spreading her legs as far as they’d go, she grasped the slick inner folds, pulling, yanking them apart.
“Wider,” he demanded with a growl.
Sommer gasped. “I can’t open myself anymore.”
“Yes, you can and you will, now do as I tell you.” His words were spoken softly, but his tone left no room for argument.
Licking her lips, Sommer lifted her hips, and opened herself up, stretching her skin to its very limits. Only then did he seem satisfied.
Caleb palmed his cock and wrapped his fingers around its thickness before giving it a few tugs. “This might sting a little.”
Before she could ask him what he was talking about, a creamy orange-colored substance shot out of his dick and splashed across her pussy and stomach. Sommer was stunned into immobility as he continued to spew the substance over her body. The consistency of the fluid was neither urine nor semen, but something else altogether.
He was marking her.
When she finally found her voice, she let out a sharp cry. “Caleb, you…you shouldn’t have done that.” She’d learned enough about the mating habits of the Wulfen to know that the male marked his bitch so that no other Wulfen could have them, which was normally meant for life mates. As she was neither his life mate nor Wulfen, Sommer wasn’t sure what to make of what he’d just done.
The irises of Caleb’s already light eyes were now nearly transparent, and the pupils had elongated, giving them an animal-like appearance. He bared his now-lengthened canine teeth. “Why the hell shouldn’t I have? You belong to me.”
“But we aren’t—Ohmygod!” she screamed when Caleb thrust into her. The sheer length and girth of him was more than she could handle. She bucked her hips to unseat him, but it only served to send him deeper. Her pussy was stretched to its limits and she was sure if he moved, he’d tear her in two. A dull throbbing pain sliced along her nerves. “Get off.”
“I can’t,” he groaned. “Please don’t ask me that.” His face contorted as if he was the one with a barge pole inside of him. Caleb bent his head and brushed his lips against hers. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I’ll make this good for you. I know I’m a bit bigger than you’re used to, but¯”
She snorted. “A bit? That’s putting it mildly. Please…I don’t think I can take it.”
“Relax, Sommer. Just let it happen,” he whispered, pressing gentle kisses against her neck and playfully nipping her skin. He ran his hands along her heated flesh, and slowly, her body began to respond to his tender ministrations.
Caleb inserted his hand between their bodies and pressed his thumb against her clit, slowly circling it. “Do you like that?”
Sommer nodded before finding the words. “Yes, that feels wonderful.”
He continued to massage the hot little bud until she writhed beneath him from pleasure. “You see, sweetheart? I told you I can make this good for you, but I’m going to need to move soon. I can’t remain still any longer.”
She realized she was delaying the inevitable if she protested. Besides, Sommer was beginning to experience a sensation between pleasure and pain that made her pussy grow slick for him. “Caleb,” she sighed as she adjusted to his size.
“Wrap your legs around me. That’s it. Don’t be ashamed to give yourself to me.”
“Mmm.” Doing as she was told, Sommer surrendered to the delirious pleasure swirling throughout her very core.
“Mine,” Caleb groaned as he started to move inside of her, slow at first and then, as he found a steady rhythm, faster.
She ran her nails down his back and lifted her hips, pushing her pelvis against his. Sommer clenched the walls of her pussy around his cock, sucking him deeper inside of her until she didn’t know where he ended and she began.
Caleb threw back his dark head and released a howl. “God, you’re tight and wet. I’ve never felt anything like this before.” The words came out through gritted teeth and she could tell he struggled to get them out.
Releasing her hips, he placed his hands on either side of her head, his arms holding him braced. When she tilted the lower part of her body to take him deeper, it was all the encouragement he seemed to need.
Sommer grazed her fingers against his hair-roughened chest, accepting each powerful thrust. Nothing beat this feeling of being one with Caleb. How many nights had she dreamt of this moment—just being with him? Her fantasies hadn’t prepared her for the reality because this was so much better.
With each thrust, he took her closer to heaven. Perspiration beaded on her skin, her heart beat frantically and a fire burned within her so hot and white that Sommer believed she’d combust.
“So tight…feels…so…good,” he grunted, pushing into her harder and deeper.
“Oh, God, Caleb, I’m going to come!”
“Then let go, sweetheart. Don’t hold back.”
Her orgasm came hard and quick, tearing through her body like a tidal wave. She dug her nails deeper into Caleb’s skin, tearing flesh in her frenzy. Her pussy gushed with cream, making her even slicker than ever.
Caleb collapsed on top of her, his dick still rock hard as he continued to pump into her as if he was being driven in an animalist need to claim her.
Again, a primal lust whirled within the pit of her stomach and Sommer found herself mindlessly writhing beneath his muscular body, clinging to him. She whimpered her pleasure, her body so overwhelmed with desire the words were hard to get out.
When Caleb bared his sharp white incisors, she had no idea what he was up to until the sharp points pricked her skin and sank deep.
She gasped more out of surprise than pain. In a strange way, it only added to the eroticism of the moment. He lifted his head and ran his tongue along the puncture wounds.
“Oh, dear God,” she moaned, each of her senses titillated. Everything about him was arousing, from his calloused palms caressing her body, his musky, wild scent and his impossibly large cock spearing into her.
She met him thrust for thrust, the two of them moving in a choreographed dance of lust and eroticism. No words were spoken as they strained and ground against each other. Caleb continued to place kisses and love bites on her exposed skin.
Her next climax was more powerful than the one before, so strong that she nearly passed out. Her pussy clenched around his cock, gripping it in a vise, milking him.
Caleb stiffened as a growl tore from his throat. He began to shudder, shooting his seed deep into her already soaking box. “My pussy. This is mine and you are mine,” he said with a ferocity that made her shake. He continued to move in her still as if driven by some kind of invisible force. Finally, Caleb stilled and rested his head against the curve of her neck, his breathing ragged.
She stroked the back of his sweat-soaked head, not minding his weight pressing into her. So many emotions coursed through her body all at once, joy, love, pleasure, pain and absolute satisfaction. “Caleb, I lo—” Sommer stopped herself when she realized what was on the tip of her tongue. There was no way he could know how she really felt about him. Just knowing this affair they’d just embarked on would eventually end was enough to hurt. She didn’t need to add to her misery by confessing her feelings for him on top of that.
He raised his head to meet her gaze, his dark brow lifted. “What were you about to say?”
“I…just that I loved what we did. You were right. This was inevitable.”
“Damn right it was,” he muttered, kissing her jawline.
There was something she wanted to know, however. “Caleb?”
He traced circles against her arm in a slow lazy motion. “Yes, sweetheart?”
“Why did you mark me? I’m not Wulfen. You didn’t have to.”
“You belong to me now, so why wouldn’t I?”
“Because I’m human. It isn’t necessary.”
“It’s very necessary. I don’t want anyone else sniffing around my woman as long as we’re together.”
As long as we’re together.
Those words cut through her like a sharp blade. In the back of her mind, she’d figured this would simply be a fling for him until he grew tired and moved on to the next woman, but to have it out in the open hurt more than she’d prepared herself for. Closing her eyes briefly to hide her pain, Sommer took a moment to compose herself before answering.
“If you say so, Caleb,” she answered for lack of anything better to say.
“Damn right I do.” He slid his semi-erect cock from her pussy and rolled off of her. Then he pulled Sommer within the steel circle of his arms. “Let’s get some sleep. You’re going to need it because this night is far from over.”
A tight smile curled her lips, but she declined to speak. She should be grateful to at least have this time with him. But no matter what, she must never let him know how she really felt about him.