Abandoned and Unseen (Branded Packs #2)(49)

“The members of this Pack were specifically chosen because they’re capable of masking their scent,” he husked, his fingers reaching the silken skin of her inner thigh. He groaned, his arousal heavy with painful need. “It was the only way we could live close enough to the SAU headquarters and avoid detection by the dogs they use to sweep the area. Your clothing would have the musk of your wolf all over it.”

Her eyes darkened with the hunger of her wolf, her fingers exploring the tense muscles of his chest. Excitement slammed into him with a potent force.

“You could have warned me earlier,” she murmured. “Now I’m stuck wearing clothes from a bear twice my size.”

Beyond reasonable thought, Tucker continued to stroke his fingers up and down the tender skin of her thigh. He was lost in the beauty of her slender, perfect body and the glorious sense of fate that settled deeply inside his animal.

“I have a pair of sweats that will fit you,” he managed to rasp.

“If they belonged to your lover, then forget it,” she warned, her tone distracted as Tucker slowly lowered himself to the mattress beside her. “I don’t wear hand-me-downs.”

He framed her face with his hands, his lips skimming over her flushed face.

“Feeling a little possessive, my sweet Nicole?”

“Yes.”

His heart missed a beat at her ready response, before melting in utter devotion.

Oh…hell. He was lost. Well and truly lost.

“Good,” he growled, slowly lowering his head. “Because from this night on, I belong to you, and you belong to me.”

Her body arched toward him in unmistakable invitation. “You’re kind of bossy for a bear.”

He chuckled. “Get used to it.”

“I…” Her words broke off with a shuddering sigh as his mouth traveled down the curve of her throat and feathered light kisses ever lower. “Tucker.”

His tongue circled the straining bud of her nipple. “Tell me what you want.”

She cried out, her fingers shoving into his hair as she shifted restlessly beneath him.

“You,” she breathed. “I want you.”

“You admit that you belong to me?”

“Yes.”

Raw relief surged through his body. He might very well have rammed his head into the nearest wall if she’d denied him.

With a driven groan, he suckled her nipple, releasing the last of his restraint. She tasted of soap and sweet temptation, and Tucker wanted to nibble her from head to toe. He was a bear. Which meant he had the patience and skill as a lover to devote hours to a woman’s pleasure.

Wrapping his arms around her, he slid his hands down Nicole’s back, easing her toward his aching body. She readily arched forward, groaning softly at the feel of his erection pressed against her lower stomach. At the same time, she speared her fingers through his hair and urged his mouth toward the tight buds of her breasts.

Never one to miss an opportunity, Tucker tugged her nipple between his lips, using his teeth and tongue until she was squirming against him with pleasure. His hands slid over the curve of her ass and down the back of her thigh. With a small tug, he had her leg draped over his hip, allowing his cock to press against her damp heat.

Raw lust slammed into him as the friction of their skin brushing together created a combustible heat. Restlessly, he turned his attention to her other breast.

Desire sizzled through him, his cock painfully hard, even as he reminded himself that she might be a wolf, but she was still much smaller than him, and more fragile. He had to take care not to be too rough.

“Sweet Nicole,” he groaned, “I need you.”

“Then take me.”

He chuckled at her stark command, his hand softly brushing the back of her leg, edging slowly upward.

“And you call me bossy?”

“I’m supposed to be,” she breathed, hissing in pleasure as his fingers slid between her legs.

Tucker clenched his teeth, staggered by his need to be inside this woman. She was so soft, so delicate, so utterly his…

His.

His gut twisted. The powerful emotions that were tangling themselves around his heart should have been terrifying. Instead, he’d never felt more smugly happy.

Stroking a finger through her tender flesh, he found her clitoris, teasing it softly while he captured her lips in a deep, demanding kiss.

Nicole arched against him, her claws scraping down his back. Her wolf was eager to play.

His bear gave a chuff of laughter, fully on board.

With a smooth motion, he rolled Nicole onto her back, settling between her parted legs and continuing his relentless caresses. He heard her choked moan as he released her lips to trail a path of fevered kisses down her throat, forcing himself to ignore the collar.

Tonight was all about mutual bliss.

His muscles trembled with the effort to not simply plunge into her and ease his craving. He wanted to prolong this precious moment. To capture it in his mind so he would never forget.

His heart was pounding, his breath coming in sharp rasps as his animal prowled beneath his skin.

Pulling back, he studied her face surrounded by the tumble of tawny curls. The pale, creamy skin. The fan of dark lashes that lay against her flushed cheeks. The soft lips that were parted in invitation.

So beautiful. A flare of raw male possession gripped his heart as he positioned himself at her entrance, and with a slow, steady thrust, sank into her heat. For a brief moment, Nicole tensed, and Tucker forced himself to halt as her body adjusted to his large size. Continuing to pet and tease her, he waited for her muscles to ease around his cock before he at last pushed in until his balls were pressed against her ass.