have a house full of guests. What if they
come downstairs?”
“Then I guess they’ll get quite a show.
Strip, Jackie,” he demanded as he unbuttoned his jeans.
“Zane....”
“Your scent is driving me crazy. You need to be fucked, Jackie. I will take care of your need,
mate. Now get undressed...or do you want me to undress you?” he
asked with a wicked smile.
Jackie shook her head adamantly. If he
stripped her, her clothes would be in shreds. Quickly she undressed
and joined Zane on their bed.
Sue Ann, Mila, Jezebel and Tori quietly
walked down the stairs. They stood on the staircase, frozen as they
heard Jackie, her voice a bit agitated.
“Don’t Zane! I mean it!”
The females exchanged glances, worried for
Jackie. Could they have been wrong about Zane? Was he hurting his
mate?
“St-st-stop it!” Jackie demanded between fits
of laughter.
“Za-Zane, please!”
Zane chuckled as he ran his fingers along
Jackie’s side. She pushed his hands away, giggling as he tickled
her with his other hand. Smiling, he moved swiftly to her feet.
Kneeling, he lifted her legs apart and leaned down. He placed a
soft kiss on her pubic hair and Jackie stopped giggling. He spread
her gently and licked her crease. His tongue slid downward, found
her channel and plunged inside.
“Oh, Zane!”
The females blushed as they listened to Zane
and Jackie’s enthusiastic coupling. Judging from the groans and
moans, Jackie enjoyed her mate’s touch. By the time Zane found his
release inside of his mate, the females were flushed and panting.
Not wanting to advertise their presence, quietly they turned and
went back upstairs.
Chapter 4
Nicolai held her hand as he led Delia to her
new home. She allowed him to carry her over the threshold, because
he asked nicely and it seemed to mean something to him. Once
inside, he set her down and gave her a brief tour, ending in their
bedroom.
“We are mates, so I expect you to sleep in
our bed. I will not touch you until you are ready, Delia. Even
then, I will only do as you wish, no further.”
Feeling brave, Delia asked in a whisper,
“What would you do?”
Surprised at her bold question, he thought
for a moment and answered, “I would undress you slowly, then pick
you up and carry you to our bed. I would kiss you tenderly, caress
your breasts. Suck on your nipples.”
Her nipples tightened at the thought of his
mouth there, sucking her as he had her fingers earlier that
evening.
Nicolai noted her arousal, his eyes darkening
as he continued.
“I would touch you between your legs. I would
rub your clit until you became wet for me.” He paused and took a
deep breath to steady himself.
“Then I would slide my finger inside of you.”
His voice was now a harsh whisper, thick with desire.
“I would pull it out slowly and lick it,
tasting you.”
She gasped, surprised at how wet she had
become, how desperately she wanted his finger inside of her. A
sudden ache began to spread from between her legs to her womb,
which tightened in anticipation.
“Then I would spread your legs and lick you.
I would taste you, all of you. Bury my tongue deep inside of
you. Use my mouth and hands to give you the best orgasm you ever
had.”
She moaned with need and held onto the
bedpost, her knees suddenly turning into globs of jelly.
“Would you like that, Delia?” Nicolai held
his breath, hoping she would let him.
Delia couldn’t speak. She was too full of
need. Her male had never satisfied her, would never do that to her. She ached for her mate’s touch. But she was afraid of what
he would demand in return.
“Delia? Let me touch you. Let me pleasure
you. That’s all I want.” She looked at him uncertainly.
“You just want to touch me? You don’t want me
to…? What about you?” He barely heard her soft whisper.
“I won’t lie to you. I ache for your touch,
Delia. You can touch me any way you wish, any part of me. I would
never deny you. My body is yours.” He swallowed and