“I want you.” I go to flip her over, but she stops me with her hands.

“Slow down. I need a shower.”

“After,” I growl, and try to turn her again, but she’s quicker than me. She darts for the bath, her ass bouncing all the way, not helping to slow my desire. I leap from the bed after her, but she’s already in the shower when I get there.

Grabbing her by the hips, not caring about the water, I lift her and pin her to the tile wall.

“Mine,” I grunt as I take her mouth in a hard kiss. I need her again.

“Okay. But it’s my turn. Put me down.” I eye her suspiciously. What if she tries to dart away again? I’ll just pin her to the floor if she tries. Reluctantly, I let her go.

“If you behave and let me get us clean, I promise I’ll take care of you. I’ll explore and eat at your body like you did mine this morning.” I just nod my head, wanting her mouth all over me. Maybe she’ll give me lots of marks like I did her. She could cover my whole body and I would wear them with pride. I watch the water run down her body in little streams, and I want to do the same with my tongue. I growl at the water, and she just giggles again as she washes her hair and body, probably thinking my lust made me groan. No, that was pure jealousy.

When she’s finished, I reach for her, but she bats my hand away, making me growl again.

“Do you ever use words instead of growls?” I can tell by her tone and smile she’s teasing me, and I just shrug my response as I hold in another growl. “That’s okay, big boy. I like the sound.” Her tone has turned husky now.

“Bend down a little for me. I want to wash your hair.” I drop to my knees in front of her, giving her all of me. If she wants to touch me, I’ll do anything she asks. Gripping her hips, I pull her towards me as she works her hands into my hair, massaging me.

I lick one of the trails of water, and she jerks back from me. I glare up at her and see her long blonde hair sticking wet to her body. I need her again.

“That’s not behaving.”

I rest my forehead against her, trying to please her while she cleans my hair. After she’s finished, she moves on to the rest of my body. She cleans me until not an inch of me hasn’t been touched.

“Now for your trim.” She flips off the water and grabs a few towels. We wipe each other off. She digs through the bathroom drawers until she finds what she wants, and she motions for me to sit on the toilet.

“Just a little trim,” she tells me again.

“Last night you said…” My words trail off because I don’t want to say it. She said she liked the way I look.

“I know what I said. And I do like the way you look,” she says as if plucking the words from my thoughts. “And that’s just it. I want to see more of my handsome mate. Just a little, I promise. I like your beard and wild hair.”

“Do anything you like to me.” Because she can. There is nothing I wouldn’t let her do to me if she asked.

She smiles at my words and starts cutting.

It takes everything in me not to touch her. I know if I start I won’t be able to stop. The heat is rising again, and with each snip of my hair, her tits bounce and sway in my face. I want to take one into my mouth and suck.

“What do you want to do today?” she asks, breaking through my thoughts of her lush breasts.

“Mate.”

“You’ll have to feed me. Do you need to go to town for food or maybe—”

“You stay here.” I growl the words, my wolf pushing forward at the thought of her going to town. Last time we were in town, they tried to take her from me. We’ll stay here where I can protect her. I will hunt for our food when we run out of what’s stocked in the kitchen already.

“Okay, big guy. Calm down.” She drops the scissors into the sink and uses the towel to wipe away the hair she cut. “I didn’t think you could get any more handsome. You’re all male. All mine.”

Chapter Ten Gwen

I take his hand and lead him from the bathroom back to the bedroom. I can’t seem to keep my hands off him, but I hear this is typical of new mates. I also need to calm him down a little. The heat is hitting us hard, and between that and his comments about me not leaving the house, I need to take the edge off for him before I broach the topic again. We can’t stay holed up in this house together. A week, maybe two, but eventually we have to leave. To face the pack. To face my brother.

Standing beside the bed, I watch as he lies down in the middle. I climb on and move between his legs, wanting to give him the same treatment he gave me earlier. I want to love every inch of his body with mine, and I want to make him feel as good as he made me feel.

His long legs are thick and muscular as they reach the end of the bed. He must have had to have made this bed specially, because it’s freaking huge.

I look over his body and see his big hairy chest rise and fall. His long arms are spread wide, allowing me to do to him what I please. I feel the bond between us growing stronger, and it lets him trust me in every way. He makes himself vulnerable for me.

His cock is pointing straight up, still hard even after all his releases inside me. He’s so thick and long, the head of his cock prominent as it slowly drips cum. It will stay that way until the full moon when the heat isn’t bearing down on us so hard. Shifters have a high sex drive by nature, so it will always be in some state of arousal, just not as much as it is now.

I run my hands up and down his legs and see him close his eyes, just enjoying the feeling. I lean down and place a kiss on the inside of his thigh. His big muscles twitch in response. I lick him there and look up into his eyes as I open my mouth, letting him see my intentions. I want to mark him as he marked me. It’s a little uncommon for the females to mark the males, but I’m more alpha than most and want to claim what’s mine. To show the other females in the pack that he is claimed. My scent will be all over him, but I want more. I want him to have a permanent reminder that he belongs to me as much as I belong to him. We are equals in our bond.