Christmas for the Wolves & a Wolf for Valentine's Day (Grey Wolf Pack) (16 page)

Jameson St. James was going to take his mate and baby away from him.

The fuck he will!
Mal roared again and slammed his fists on the wheel. No way, Mal was going to fight to hold on to what was his.
Mine
. Terri and the baby were his;
nobody else could have them!

Mal started the truck and sped away, eager to get home and tell Terri she wasn't allowed to leave him. He'd tie her to the bed if he had to. His wolf growled in approval at that idea. The thought, however, made Mal feel a bit queasy. He needed to keep Terri no matter what, but he wanted her to stay because it's what she wanted too.

He felt a tear roll down his cheek.
Why did he always turn so soft at the thought of losing his mate?

In no time at all, and after having violated dozens of traffic laws, he was home. It was already dark; no lights were on in the main house. His parents had gone away for the weekend, and his three younger brothers all had plans, undoubtedly exciting and irritating the girls of Rose in equal measure. Much like he did in years gone by.

He bypassed the house and jogged over to their half-finished home. It was bare bones at the moment, covered in tarps.

Mal sniffed, searching for her sweet scent. It was coming from the family room, or the area that would eventually be their family room. He trembled with anger and fear as he pushed aside the coverings, but held still in surprise at what he was met with.

There were candles dotted all over the room, creating a sensual glow. In the middle of the floor, there was a mattress covered in red sheets, and in the center of those sheets kneeled his mate. She was wearing a red and black babydoll, her baby bump peeking out of it, and matching panties. She was smiling at him in anticipation and he could scent her desire for him.

"Hello sunshine, that was fast, did you race here?" she asked giggling.

He looked at her dumbfounded. "Terri, what..." He tested their bond, but all he felt was lust.
Her lust for him
.

"I feel fantastic, and I'll be damned if I'm not going to be with my mate on Valentine’s Day, so no excuses. Get your gorgeous butt over here, preferably sans pants.” She reached out her arms to him and made grasping motions with her hands.

His wolf whimpered and forced Mal to move. He dropped down in front of her, all his anger and fear evaporated as he crushed her body to him... well as much as her belly would allow. Blood shot to his groin, and any capacity he had for rational thought was immediately lost to him.

He placed teasing kisses over her as she tried to peel away his clothes. She was having difficulty, so he quickly got up and shucked them off himself.

Mal stood before her, towering over her in his naked glory. She gasped as how beautiful he was. She'd seen him naked hundreds of times, but she was always taken aback at the sight of him.

Terri leaned forward and took his erection in her small hands. She smeared the drops of pre-cum over the length of him and began stroking him gently. His shaft twitched at her ministrations and slowly grew larger and harder. Terri took the tip into her mouth and licked the slit before pulling away and licking her way up and down.

Mal growled hoarsely. "Oh baby, yes... fuck... yes..." It had been too long since they'd been together -
over a week!
Yes, this is what he needed.

Terri chuckled before engulfing him with her mouth.
He was so chatty during sex; she'd missed that
.

She pulled backwards and forwards, sucking and licking him. She allowed her teeth to scrape him, and he howled in pleasure.

Mal pulled out of her and knelt down to kiss her; he darted his tongue in and out of her mouth. She held onto his shoulders and relaxed into the kiss.

A little bit of worry reared its head in his mind. Breaking the kiss and panting he said, “Are you sure, baby? I don't want to hurt you."

Her lips were a whisper away from his. "You won't, sunshine; you won't."

Mal kissed her again thoroughly, his tongue pushing into her mouth, demanding access and tangling with hers.

Carefully he maneuvered her round, so she was kneeling on all fours. He placed a pillow under her head and tenderly pushed her shoulders down until she was resting on the pillow; her head turned to the side, and her hands gently rested on either side of her. Her ass was pointed high in the air, and without ceremony he ripped her panties off.

She giggled and wiggled her ass. He massaged her cheeks for a couple of moments. She'd put on weight due to the pregnancy, and her ass had gotten bigger. It was a perfect heart shape.
He loved it
.

"Fuck, baby, you're gorgeous... if I weren't so desperate to be inside you, I could just stare at your cute butt all day..."

Moving his fingers down, he stroked through her folds; her honey was already flowing. He pushed a finger into her core, and she moaned.

"You like that, baby?" She moaned loudly and pushed against his finger.

He twirled it inside her and added another finger. Her sweet little moans spurring him on, he added a third finger, and his thumb sought her nub. He barely brushed it, and she came.

Terri cried out happily and writhed beneath him as waves of pleasure washed through her, and he reached out through the bond to feel them. His wolf practically purred.
Mine
.

"Baby, you're so beautiful when you come... those beautiful little moans... drives me wild..."

Her inner muscles grasped at his fingers. He kept moving in and out of her, keeping the orgasm alive for as long as possible.

When she settled, he took his cock in his hand and rubbed it gently at her entrance. She mewled her need. Agonizingly slowly, he guided himself inside her, her swollen walls parting for him until he was fully seated in her.

"God, you're amazing, baby... you feel so good..."

Her walls still pulsed from her orgasm, and he held still enjoying the feel. Terri grew impatient and began contracting around him.

"Fuck, you keep doing that, baby, and I'm not gonna last...”

"Better get moving then, sunshine..."

He grunted and pulled his hips back and slowly pushed back in, over and over he took her with unhurried strokes.
Mine.

"God, baby, it's been too long..."

She rocked against him, and he growled in satisfaction.

“You’re so tight... it’s gorgeous...”

His wolf bayed at him to take his mate, show her she was his mate, show her she belonged with him. He began thrusting into her faster and harder. She tightened around him, and he felt her nearing another release.
Mine.

"I love you, baby... so much..."

His hands tightened on her hips, holding her in place as he pounded against her.
Mine
.

"I love you and you're mine, baby... only mine..."

They were panting heavily as their flesh slapped together.
Mine

"No one else can have you, baby... you're mine..."

He leaned over her body, caging her in and pushing more deeply inside her over and over.
Mine

"Say you're mine, baby... say it... say you're mine and mine alone..."

She felt his breath on her cheek; she saw the flash of amber as his eyes changed and the glint of his fangs as they descended. She clutched at the pillow as he hammered inside her relentlessly.

“Say it!”

Her breath caught in her throat. “I’m yours!”

The pressure broke within her, and she screamed. Only seconds later, he reared up and buried himself in her, exploding his seed, he threw his head back roaring as his wolf roared in his head.
Mine!
Exhaustion raced through her body, and she tried to collapse but he held her hips up as he plunged into her over and over until he had filled her.

His chest heaving, he carefully pulled out of her and lay them both down on their sides, her back to him.

God, that was fantastic.
Every part of his body felt depleted yet saturated with fulfillment. But, as the fog of lust started to lift, he was assailed by his doubts again.
Would that be the last time they were together?
The thought
distressed him immeasurably.

She turned over to face him, a punch-drunk smile on her face, which dropped the moment she saw him. "What's wrong, sunshine?" She stroked his cheek. He felt her try to push through their bond to search for his feelings, but he closed off the link and she frowned.

A look of worry suddenly marred her pretty face. “Was that... was that not good for you?”

His eyes snapped to hers, and he covered her hand with his. "It was wonderful; every time with you is incredible... it's just...” He shook his head. “No, I don’t want to ruin our perfect evening.”

"You won't ruin anything. If something's bothering you, I want to know." She implored him with her eyes.

Mal sighed. "I went to the library to pick you up today; Mrs. Martin said you'd already left."

“Mmmm hmmm, I left an hour early to come and set this up. I thought it was about time we christened our house together. Don't worry, your brothers moved the mattress for me."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Really? How’d you bribe them to do that?”

Terri giggled. “No bribe required. I think they just liked the idea of us sleeping somewhere else... we are apparently quite
loud
when we make love.” She sobered. “So, then what happened?”

“Mrs. Martin told me that
Jameson St. James
,” he said the name distastefully, “had been in the library looking for you.” He looked at her searchingly, afraid of how she would react.

Her eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" she asked in disbelief. "I wonder what he wants. If it's his poetry books he left at my place, he's too late; I already gave them away to charity. The thought of having to listen to anymore droning love poems was too much to bear."

She seemed unconcerned. “So then what happened?”

“Well... nothing. That’s it.”
Was she not taking this seriously?

“Are you... are you actually worried about him turning up here?” She eyed him with interest.

“Well... yes... he was the love of your life and...”

She clamped her hand over his mouth. "He was not the love of my life; he is just an ass of an ex-boyfriend, and that is all. It doesn't matter why he's in town, whatever the reason is it doesn't in any way affect us."

She slowly removed her hand, waiting for him to speak. Uncertainty gnawed at him. "But what if he wants you back?"

“So what if he does?” Terri took one of his large hands and placed it over her shoulder where he had bitten her during bonding. He rubbed his thumb over the mark and she shivered pleasurably. “This bite mark is yours.”

She moved his hand down to her extended belly, and their son obligingly gave a small kick. "This baby is yours."

She then moved his hand over her heart and pressed it into her chest. Her strong heartbeat vibrated through him. "This heart is yours. I am yours, and nothing is ever going to change that. You're the love of my life!" His wolf howled in happiness at her proclamation.
That’s exactly what he needed to hear.

He blinked and a tear dropped down his cheek. She rubbed it away with her thumb. "Don't, sunshine, you'll make me cry too."

He pulled her close and they kissed. She twirled strands of his hair through her fingers and looked at him thoughtfully.

“There are a lot of things about my relationship with Jameson that I regret... losing the baby of course..." Sadness washed over her face; he reconnected the bond between them and allowed some of the sorrow she felt to pour into him, taking away some of her burden.

"But, ultimately, what happened with him led me here, led me to you... so I can never completely regret what happened."

He rubbed her back in soothing circular motions. "You know that if your baby hadn't... if it had lived, I would have loved it and raised it as my own, right? It would still have been mine. No question."

She gave him a watery smile; she sent feelings of love and happiness floating toward him. "I know, sunshine, it's one of the many reasons why you are the love of my life.
My one and only
.”

*

15
th
February

Terri hummed happily. Ten more minutes and her shift was over.
Thank heavens
. Last night had been lovely, but she had to admit she was just a teensy bit tired. She'd already had a nap during the day and still she couldn't stop yawning.
But there was no way she would admit that to Mal
.

After their initial coupling, they'd talked for over an hour. Hopefully, she had put a few ghosts of her past to rest, and Mal would be content that there was nothing to worry about. Afterwards, they'd made love and fell asleep in each other's arms.