Page 42 of Mating Season

I was still reeling and feeling more unsure of myself than ever when Ranger came to an abrupt halt, turning his full attention on me.

“I thought I told you to wait.”

“Are you going to spank me again?” I didn’t mean to be sarcastic, but my defenses were up and I wasn’t sure how to react. He’d protected me. And it didn’t feel like pity.

His eyes narrowed and I could sense the reprimand coming, so I panicked and did the only thing I could think to do. My hands wrapped around the back of his neck as I pulled myself up, capturing his lips with mine in a silent apology.

He groaned as he pulled me close, deepening the kiss with a commanding force. I relaxed against him, tasting and teasing with each stroke of my tongue and break for breath, and hoping he felt my appreciation for what he’d done.

His hands slid down my sides, fisting the flannel shirt I wore with nothing underneath.

He released my shirt and cupped my bottom while his lips crashed harder against mine, asserting dominance. My legs wrapped around his waist as Ranger lifted me from my feet.

His hips thrust forward, spreading my legs wider as I locked my ankles behind his back. My beast rose closer to the surface. His wolf answered her challenge with a deep rumble in his chest.

We’d been in my nest hours ago, but it felt like a lifetime. I ached for this. Needed more. His touch. His taste.

I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth, biting down as he spun us around.

The sensitive skin of my ass bit into the bark of a tree as he slammed me against it. I moaned into his mouth as he reached between us, ripping the buttons from the flannel shirt that separated my chest from his. My breasts were exposed to the whispers of moonlight peeking down through the trees.

Ranger growled his approval as his rough hand cupped one fully. The calluses of his palm grated against soft flesh as he rolled my nipple between his fingers.

I cried out, seeking more from his kiss and his touch as I arched into him. He ground into me harder. Wetness coated his adonis belt as my core rubbed against the hardened muscles.

I needed him inside me. Now.

Ranger broke our kiss and left me panting with this ache as he stared at me with hungry eyes. There was a darkness to his gaze made more pronounced by the shadows of the night. Chills peppered my exposed and wet skin as he pulled back a torturous inch.

“We need to talk,” he gritted out.

“Now?” I almost screamed.

Blood was still rushing to my clit and I’m not ashamed to say I rubbed against him, seeking release.

His hand clamped around my sex and held it steady. It was not freaking fair at all.

“Wait.” Alpha power pulsed from him, making my wolf pant harder than she’d been panting this whole time.

“Your rules. The contract you asked for.” He growled, lowering his mouth to my neck and speaking as his teeth scraped against my skin. “I need to know what you want.”

For you to stop talking and fuck her?

Stop. He sounds serious.I crinkled my nose as if that could help me slow down and think. “I thoughtthat’s why we had a safe word. I mean, I’ll try anything once.”

“That’s not…” Ranger growled as his dick pulsed in his basketball shorts. The beast of an appendage wanted free. He pressed his forehead against my shoulder, pinning me hard to the tree. “I need to know what you want this season.”

Huh?

Don’t be dumb.

Oh!

“Um.” I bit my lip, suddenly wishing I wasn’t in such a vulnerable position. It was probably the wrong time to complain about my spine digging into the bark.

“You’re mine.” He pulled back to look at me. The glow of the wolf ringed his eyes.

“Your wolf wants to mark me,” I whispered.