Lone Wolf (The Westervelt Wolves, Book 8) Read Free Page B

you, so I’ll always possess something the others can only, for now, dream about. You’re such a gift to me, Carrie.”
    “I’m nervous.” She didn’t need to tell him. He could scent it as much as her nose told her that possessive adoration floated through his pores. It seemed polite to at least acknowledge the truth. Besides, he had spoken in her mind. She needed to see she could do the same to him.
    The sensation of being able to send her thoughts to his mind warmed her blood. A bonding that hadn’t taken place even during the ceremony snapped into place between them.
    Magic. She didn’t need her wolf to tell her what had begun. Mates were connected in all ways. What happened to cause this stayed secret between mates. Unattached wolves didn’t know why their family and friends went into the woods one way and came out another. But everyone wanted it, craved it from the time they were old enough to understand it. Mating, childbirth, and the induction of the Alpha were sacrosanct. Up until that very second, Carrie hadn’t really understood the magnitude of the moment before.
    Her body tingled and he’d barely touched her yet.
    “I’m always going to take care of you. I promise you that. From this moment forward, for the rest of my existence, your safety and well-being will be paramount to me in all ways.”
    She rubbed her cheek against the rough callus of his hand. “That sounds like a vow.”
    “It’s a night for vows.” His gaze bore into hers, the bright light of the full moon making them look as if they glowed.
    “It is.” She kissed his knuckles. “I give you my oath as well. Always us. Always us two. Beyond all else. Forever. We’ll never be alone. Even if we’re apart.”
    In a heartbeat his mouth fused to hers. His lips were warm and she pressed deeper against him. A groan sounded in his throat, vibrating against her. She sighed and he pulled back.
    “You want this too.” He didn’t have to ask her. She could smell his arousal and she knew he’d be able to scent hers.
    “I want everything from you.” The words were wrenched from her heart.
    Gabriel planted kisses on her cheek, small touches of his mouth caressing her all over her face. It tickled and she laughed, covering her mouth. A growl left his lips and he pushed her down onto the ground, his body coming over hers to cover her.
    Her dress, which had seemed so light and whimsical when she’d put it on earlier, clung to her skin, now way too hot. All she wanted touching her was Gabriel.
    He nipped her ear lobe. “Relax, beautiful lady, we have all night.”
    She rubbed the stubble on his chin, loving the rough parts of him. They contrasted so distinctly from the gentleness with which he handled her.
    “I don’t want all night. I want it all now.”
    Gabriel grinned, the wolf coming to his eyes. “Ordering me around, wolf?”
    “Yep, and you love it. No one orders you around. Not even our Alpha.”
    Something that resembled concern crossed Gabriel’s gaze before disappearing. “You can tell me what to do any time you want. Except when it comes to matter of safety. Then I get to be in charge. All of the time.”
    She mock-saluted him. “Yes, sir.”
    He grabbed her arms and pushed them to the top of her head until he had her pinned down beneath him. Her pussy wept and she gasped. In a million years, she’d never believed she would have liked such a thing. But Gabriel being a little dominating? Yes, she really craved it.
    He kissed her, hard, before reaching down to rip her dress from her body. In one swift move, he’d torn her wedding attire from her body. She stared down at her now exposed midsection with her mouth hanging open.
    “That was my mother’s.”
    He shrugged. “I can’t be sorry about that right now. Try me later. Then I’ll feel ashamed.”
    He ran his fingers around her belly, stroking each muscle, adoring her with his eyes as he did so. “You have the most incredible body. You’re so athletic, so long and