The Runaway Breeder

Chapter 32

Pulling into the driveway, I shut off the Jeep with silence filling the interior. It feels good being home after spending over two weeks at the pack house Jack informed me that Eeva took Julia from them while driving home, making me chuckle. I think Eeva is secretly happy to have a little girl over for the night as she has told me many times she is trying to have a daughter with Loren. A soft snore beside me catches my attention. When I turn to look at Tate I giggle, a soft smile blooming on my face as I watch my mate doze off with his head back against the seat. He looks so peaceful with the fall light streaming in through the window.

Carefully I lean over, making sure not to wake Tate and place a gentle kiss on his lips. When I end the kiss ready to pull away, strong hands pull me close and I find my chest pressed against Tate’s. Warm lips press against mine as we move in a slow rhythm, his lips sending shivers down my body making me let out a small moan when he nips at my bottom lip before his tongue pries open my mouth and delves inside. Our tongues dance around for dominance until I give in, letting him take control of our kiss and relish in the pleasure he brings forth in me. His hands snake around to my ass, groping me and somehow bringing me onto his lap to straddle him where I feel his large bulge press against me.

Slowly I grind against the bulge in his pants, causing not only a moan to escape my lips but a feral groan from him. His hands guide my hips down onto him, moving me in a way that causes me to pull away as a cry of pleasure escapes my lips. Both of us are gasping for breath, our eyes glazed with raw pleasure as we stare at each other, the need to mate so strong that I am ready to give in, ready to be his.

"Bedroom, now!" Tate orders in a husky growl, his voice barely a whisper as his lips attack the sensitive part of my neck that leaves me wet and needy. I am too horny to argue with Tate about his possessive attitude. I needed him. Needed to feel his body pressed into mine. Needed to feel him deep inside me with how I craved his touch. Needed the release only Tate could bring to me and I to him.

Leaving my neck to kiss me once more, Tate pulls away to rest his forehead on mine, needing to catch his breath. I smile lustfully at him, my own lips moving to attack his neck leaving hickeys in my wake and getting a lust-filled growl out of Tate. Opening the passenger door, I slowly climb out, releasing my assault on his neck ready to go unlock the front door only to find myself pressed against the Jeep with every inch of Tate pressed against me. His hard bulge presses against my stomach while he caresses my exposed skin. I shiver from both the pleasure caused by Tate groping my sensitive breasts and the cold air prickling at my heated skin, the combined sensual overload making me release another loud moan.

"Let’s go inside, Laina." He says against my mouth before deepening the kiss once more and forcing me to walk backwards to the front door, pulling away long enough to unlock and open it. Once inside, the door is slammed shut and fingers pinch and pull at my nipples, eliciting loud moans from my mouth that get swallowed by Tate’s kisses. A hand leaves its assault on my breasts to weave its way into my hair, pulling my head back as Tate bites and sucks on the sensitive skin on my neck.

“I want you, Laina. I want you underneath me as I make love to you.” Tate groans against the base of my neck, his hot breath making me shiver.

“Then take me.” I consent, giving a soft smile as an astonished look fills Tate’s eyes. I squeal in surprise when his hands leave my body, only to lift me bridal style into his arms causing me to worry about his remaining injuries.

"Be careful, baby!" I exclaim with concern, placing my hand against his cheek gently and looking at his body, checking to see if his wounds were aggravated.

"I'm fine. The only medicine I need is you." He retorts with rolling his eyes and silencing any protest I have with yet another passionate kiss, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth once again. Distracted by my mate, I soon find myself being lowered onto our bed with Tate between my legs. He slowly grinds into me and I meet his movements with my own as our hands frantically undress each other. Hovering above me, Tate’s eyes take in my naked body, his right hand caressing my cheek and I turn my face to kiss his palm keeping my gaze on his.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers, his eyes unable to hide the love he has for me behind the gloss of lust. I blush at his words looking away, knowing I still had a small amount of pregnancy weight and scars from the surgery on me that have not fully healed. For the first time, I feel a slight bubble of insecurity rise inside me.

"What’s the matter?" Tate asks, tilting my head so that I am once again looking at him.

"I'm not beautiful." I whisper, hoping to hide the insecurities inside me. He smiles, leaning forward and placing soft kisses all over my face, making me giggle and relish in the feel of his adoration.

"You're right.” He mumbles after placing a kiss on my cheek.

“You are gorgeous, smart, strong, and brave.” He continues, kissing me in between each word before pulling away to stare at me.

“Most of all, you're mine and I love you." My heart flutters at his confession, tears filling them as I state at the man I love with all my heart. In Tate’s eyes I am perfect, and I feel his love pour through our bond. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I pull Tate forward and kiss him passionately, tears of happiness spilling and falling along my cheeks.

"I love you too." I whisper, pulling away to catch my breath, getting the most dazzling and affectionate smile from my loving mate.

“I want to do this right, Laina. I want to make love to you slowly when I make you mine forever.” Tate confesses, running the hand that caresses my face down my chin, over my breast and past my stomach lighting a path of sparks that sets my body ablaze and moans to escape me. I gasp when his hand finds their destination and he slips a finger inside me, moving gently against my wet puss and causing me to cry out. He doesn’t stop there when his lips descend onto one of my nipples and his free hand pulls at the other one making me into nothing but a moaning, lustful mess.

"Does it feel good?" He asks, adding another finger inside me as I clench at his arm, shouting his name while an orgasm causes my body to twitch with extreme pleasure.

"I'll take that as a yes." He whispers, bringing his lips to mine and kissing me. My lips open to allow his tongue inside, claiming my mouth as his once more while his fingers continue to bring me close to the brink once again. His lips leave mine only to trail down my body, kissing and biting as his fingers are pulled out of me, leaving me whimpering with the need for more. But I don’t have to wait long.

His warm tongue sweeps across my clit, licking up my juices from my orgasm and causing another gasp to exit my lips. One hand clutches at his hair and the other the bedsheets while he licks and nips at my soaking wet pussy. As I reach my second climax, Tate pulls away before I could orgasm, causing a noise of protest to leave my mouth. He kisses his way back up my body until his lips wet with my cum press against my own in a heated kiss. Spreading my legs further, he positions his hard cock against me, rubbing the tip against the entrance to my soaking pussy and making me move my hips in hopes of gaining release.

“You okay, Laina?” Tate asks with a smirk, one hand pressing against my stomach to stop me from moving as he slowly teases me, torturing me in waiting for him to finally claim what is rightfully his.

"No, I want more." I whimper, pressing against the tip of his throbbing cock and moaning from the pleasure it brought while smirking as he lets out a feral growl. It seems I am not the only one ready for more.

"I know, but I am going slow." He groans out as I move against him again, wrapping my legs around his waist. His hands stop my movement once more as he holds me in place so that he can lean forward and claim my lips once again. His cock enters me inch by inch, my wet walls helping him move smoothly until I felt his body pressed firmly against mine and his length is buried deep inside. Pausing inside me, Tate’s body shivers with the pleasure of us beginning the mating process, the bond throbbing like his cock inside me, making me whimper. His lips move from mine to nip at the skin on my neck as he begins to thrust in and out, each thrust causing my cum to leak out of me and drip down my legs. I cry out in pleasure, moaning Tate’s name like a prayer and moving my hips in sync with his. His thrusts increase in speed, and our bodies grow sweaty from our mating until the pleasure builds inside me. My eyes glaze over for a moment with lust as I call out to Tate, feeling his canines extend. With a final thrust, I find my release, my juices coating Tate’s and my thighs when he releases his hot seed inside me. His canines pierce my skin, marking me as his. When he pulls away, my head moves on instinct and lips find the crook of his neck, my own canines piercing him. Tate leans his forehead against mine when my canines retract, the two of us basking in the fulfillment completing the mate bond brings and grinning like children in a candy store while we look into each other’s eyes.

"I love you, beautiful." He whispers, nuzzling our noses together.

"And I love you, sexy," I whisper back with giggling as he nuzzles my cheek. I feel him gently pull out causing a moan to leave my lips once more with how sensitive I am. He chuckles, his eyes clouding with lust as he looks down at my now sore body covered in his bites and hickies.

"Are you up for round two?" He asks, his eyes meeting mine. I quickly shake my head no knowing I could not handle another round just yet.

"Can we just snuggle and fall asleep?" I ask with a yaw, my body feeling drained of energy. Tate chuckles again, flopping onto his side of the bed and reaching out to pull me to his side. The blanket is wrapped around us as I snuggle closer to him, a content smile on my face as our scents mixed with the smell of sex wraps around us..

"Sleep then. I will be here with you, my beautiful little mate." I yawn at Tate’s words and smile, resting my head on his warm shoulder and drift off to sleep.