Beauty Sleeps (Fairytale Shifter #2)(16)

“I thought as much. It’s made you look more rugged. Like a sexy lumberjack,” I tease, running my fingers through his beard. His eyes narrow on me. “Not that I’ve seen a sexy lumberjack.” I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from giggling at his jealousy.

“I build houses, I don’t chop wood,” he informs me, but I don’t care. My lumberjack fantasy is still holding strong. I’m going to have to get him a few flannel shirts.

“So you don’t have an axe? Maybe you can just chop some logs for me.”

He goes to get up and I grab hold of him, laughing. “Not right now!” I can’t stop the giggle that pours from me.

He flips me back onto the bed and I stop laughing, desire taking over.

“Do it again.”

“What?” I ask, wrapping my legs around him, wanting him inside me again.

“Laugh. I like the sound.”

“I think we’ll have lots of laughter, my mate, but right now I need you to make me cum. Fill me again.”

This time, when he does what I ask, it’s soft and slow. Xavier makes love to me until I pass out in his arms.





Chapter Nine





Xavier




I wake up after having passed out with Gwen on top of me. I’m still hard inside her, and feeling her warmth around my big cock is wonderful. It’s the first morning since I lost everything that I didn’t wake up with a pain in my chest. No, all that greets me today is happiness, a feeling I haven't felt in so long it’s almost foreign. Taking a deep breath, I inhale her scent, and my wolf rolls around happily inside me. We have our mate and she’s bound to us. I thrust up a little, just wetting my cock with her sweet juices, needing her again already.

I’m not sure how long we slept, but it’s still dark outside. I can’t help but run my hands along her body, wanting to explore every inch. Gently, I roll us over, and Gwen stretches lazily then goes back to sleep. I carefully pull out of her *, and she lets out a small whine before she drifts off again. I don’t know if she will like me just looking at her, but I want to see all of my mate. I need to know every inch of her body and make it mine.

Slowly, I move down her body, pressing my nose against her skin as I go. I can’t be out of her reach, nor do I want to be. I just want to see what she looks like between her legs. I know what she feels like, but it smells so good I want to look.

Her legs fall open as I move down between them. Even in her sleep she’s welcoming me. Her body is already so in tune with mine that she feels safe enough to sleep while I mate her.

When I move my shoulders between her thighs, I check to make sure she’s still sleeping. Then I look back down to her * and see her fully on display for the first time.

“So pretty,” I whisper, and inhale her scent. She smells so good, my mouth starts watering. She’s all pink and covered in sweetness, with just a tiny patch of short blond curls above. Her pink clit is peeking out between her little folds, and I have the urge to kiss it. My mate loves it when I put my mouth on her, so I think she’ll like it if I do it down here, too. I want to give her all the pleasure I can, and I feel like this is one way I can do that.

I close my eyes and inhale again. Her scent calls to me, and being this close to her * has me aching. I need to taste it. She still smells just like roses, only it’s different now. There’s something deeper that makes her smell like home, too.

Opening my eyes, I lean forward, placing a small kiss on her. As soon as my lips touch her warm wet skin, my wolf growls. He wants more. Leaning closer, I settle between her open legs and open my mouth, licking her in one long stroke. Her sweetness hits my tongue and I’m instantly addicted. I start licking more and sucking her * lips into my mouth one at a time. I can smell my scent mixing with hers, and I taste a little of us mixed together on her. The flavor of my branding on her body excites me. I begin to suck on her, trying to get more of the flavor in my mouth. I want to devour her sweet juices like a plum. Her sugary flesh brings me nourishment.

I feel her body start to move under me, and I quickly hold her thighs down, not wanting her to try and close them. I hope I’m not doing it wrong, because I don’t want to stop yet.

She grips my hair tightly, and I growl against her *. “Mine.”

“Don’t stop, love. I’m so close,” Gwen moans, and raises her hips for me to continue.

Seeing that she likes what I’m doing, I go back to kissing and sucking. I want more of her, so I bring my fingers up, pushing inside her warmth while I drink her sweetness. My cock is envious of my hand and wants inside her body again. I keep trying to tell my wolf to be patient. We’ve got our mate and we’ll never be separated from her. We have our whole life to mate, but he’s not listening.

He begins to whine as Gwen gets closer to the edge. I’m attuned to her body, and her breathing and heartbeat tell me she’s close.

I open my mouth over her clit and suck. Her back bows off the bed, and as just the edge of my teeth nibble on it, she lets out her release and cums in my mouth.

“Xavier!” She shouts my name so loudly it echoes through the cabin. My mate is calling to me, and I break away from her * to bite the inside of her thigh. Her creamy flesh yields to my sharp teeth, and I taste the metallic bite of her blood as she continues to cum and call my name. My saliva penetrates her as I lick the wound, sealing my scent inside her. There will always be a scar there where I’ve marked her as mine. No one will ever dare to see it, but I’ll know it’s there. She’ll be imprinted with the symbol of my ownership until the end of time.