Chapter Five
“I don’t know.”
Demon felt his mate’s words like a physical blow. A relationship between the two of them would be impossible. Ever since he had brought her to his home after laying waste to the prick who had thought to harm her, his beast had been a pain in his ass. He demanded Demon claim her, take her, mark her, fuck her, anything that would cement the mating bond that had formed as soon as he had given her his blood. If Demon had thought his beast was determined before, now the fucker was simply relentless.
Demon pushed back from the breakfast bar and turned to face the window, breathing through his disappointment and a strange ache that had formed in his chest. He flinched when he felt her small hand press against his back. The fact he hadn’t heard her approach was a sure sign of how stirred up he actually was.
“Let me finish, but stay facing the window so I can get this out,” she said quietly. “I’m a submissive wolf whose role in the pack was to clean up after others, and look after the pups. I’m so submissive the mere fact that I am standing this close to you … touching you … is amazing in itself. And it gives me hope that maybe it can work. I just don’t know how it will in this moment. I feel like I am yours, too, Demon.”
He closed his eyes at the breathless sound of his name on her lips.
“I’m just not sure if I can keep you, either.”
Demon turned then, and pride bloomed within him when his mate stood her ground. He could feel the tremble in her hand as it now lay against his chest, but she didn’t step back. Good mate.
“Kiss me,” he said in a voice that sounded a lot harsher than he had intended.
Ana flinched.
“Ana.” He desperately tried to quell his beast enough to sound like he wasn’t angry. “I want to kiss you so damn bad, but I find that when I am this close to you, my control is balanced on a knife’s edge. Kiss me, please. If you leave it up to me, I will consume you and I’m so fucking scared I’ll scare you off.”
Demon waited, tensing every muscle in his body to keep himself from pouncing on her. He watched as indecision waged in her eyes. Just when he thought she might turn or step away from him, his mate surprised him once again with how courageous she was. She lifted a visibly trembling hand to his shoulder and then leaned in, pushing up to her tiptoes, and tilted her head toward his. She was so small he had to lean down a little to meet her. When their lips touched, Demon felt his beast still within him.
Ana gave a little sigh of pleasure, and her lips moved over his with sweet gentle kisses. The effect on his beast was unimaginable. The boar growled in satisfaction and rolled over on its back, reveling in the touch of their mate, content to have her touch them. The effect on Demon was a lot more visceral. His blood thickened and his cock hardened to the point of pain, and for the first time in his life, it was the man who demanded action.
Ana pulled back a little and stared into his eyes. “Demon, I don’t know how to do that … well, harder. Is that the word? I’m not sure. I want more, I want harder, but I can’t—hmph.”
Demon swallowed the rest of her words with his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up and against him. He was pretty sure she was no longer standing on the ground, but he didn’t give a shit. He swept his tongue into her mouth, licking deep and growling at the sweet flavor that was uniquely Ana. He felt her arms lift to grab him around his neck and he carried her over to the breakfast bar, continuing the sensual assault on her mouth, employing his teeth and his tongue to discover what made her quiver and what made her moan.
When he got to the bar, he pushed everything out of his way, and deposited her on the counter. He nudged her knees apart, and stepped between them. He growled with pleasure when her legs lifted to wrap around his hips. He placed his hands on her knees and slid them down her silky firm thighs, under the shirt of his that she wore until he could cup the firm flesh of her ass, encased in a small pair of functional panties.
He pulled back so he could look into her face, beautifully flushed with arousal. “You are mine, Ana. Never doubt that. And now that I have you, I won’t be letting you go. I will also not allow you to wear panties like these.”
Ana gasped when he ripped her panties and lifted her so he could throw the offending item away.
“You’ll be bare for me or in a lacy thong that I can slide out of my way when I want to play with what’s mine. But never will you wear cotton. You’re too fucking beautiful for cotton.”
Ana bit her bottom lip as she ran a hand down his chest. “Demon, I’ve never been with a man before.”
Demon froze as a bucket of ice was poured over his arousal. His mate was a fucking virgin. The fact that information thrilled the beast within him, knowing that she would only ever he theirs, showed what a sick bastard he was. He should be scared. What the hell did he know about being with a goddamn virgin?
“Just let me make you feel good,” he whispered, shocking them both. He began to rock his hips forward, grinding against her. From the way her green eyes sparked and her mouth opened on a gasp, the counter was exactly the right height.
The way he moved against her affected him just as much and flashes of pleasure began to explode within him. Leaning as his body began to tighten, he claimed her mouth, kissing her with every ounce of emotion slamming through his body. Over and over he rolled his hips against her, both of them groaning at the sensation. Demon growled when he inhaled the air around him, perfumed so sweetly with the scent of her arousal.
Ana groaned against him, tightening her grip around his shoulders. When she started to meet his thrusts with tentative circular motions of her own, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. He pulled back from the kiss, wanting to watch her face as she went over, and his heart clenched within his chest at the sight of the arousal flushed so sweetly across her cheeks. He reached a hand down and groaned at the honey pooling in her pussy. He loved the shocked gasp she made when he ran his finger around her swollen clit.
“Come for me, my Ana,” he said in a voice that rang with need. “Come for me and call my name. Tell the whole fucking world who you belong to.” Demon pressed his middle finger into her pussy, sank it in as deep as he could, and pressed his thumb against her clit.
Ana’s reaction was instant. She jolted hard as her release hit her, shuddering and jerking against his body. He basked in the sound of her screaming his name to the heavens, her head thrown back in ecstasy. When she ground herself against his hand and his cock, she inadvertently threw him into the maelstrom of his release. Helpless to stop, he pulled her tight against him, growling her name. The Fates had deemed him worthy of being Ana’s mate, and he made a promise in that moment to do everything he had to do, to convince her that they were right.