Sarah and Katy looked up when they saw James running across the compound. He had the silliest grin on his face.
"Sarah, we need to talk." James looked like he was going to explode with good news, but it was obvious he didn't want to talk in front of Katy.
Sarah looked at Katy with a grin, "Guess I'll see you later Katy." She looked at James with i quizzical look. "What's up?"
James grabbed her hand and practically dragged her with him towards the forest.
Katy was watching them when she felt Rhys close to her. For some reason she could tell when he was nearby. It was a feeling that she had that she couldn't explain to even herself. She looked up into his beaming face. She felt a warm flush climbing up her face. Why did she feel like a silly school girl when she was around him? She liked it.
"I don't embarrass you, do I little one? You blush so much when I see you." He reached down to gently stroke her face. Actually he loved when she blushed. He thought it made her even more beautiful to him, if that was even possible.
She closed her eyes, leaned into his warm hand and almost purred. She could feel the warmth spreading through her body as he touched her. "You never embarrass me Rhys. I just have so many deep feelings when I see you, I can't help it.
"Carr has given his permission for the women to mate. That's why James came running to find Sarah." He couldn't take his eyes off her as he pulled a strand of her red hair and twirled it between his fingers as he spoke. "I would still like to wait until the Wolf Moon to mate. Do you understand why?"
"No, but if you feel it's important, that's good enough for me." She smiled at the tall handsome man in front of her. She knew he wanted her as much as she wanted him. He must have a good reason, and that was good enough for her. She could wait. They'd have the rest of their lives together. What more could she ask for? She took his hand in hers and walked towards the house.
James had a secure grip on Sarah's hand as they ran through the woods.
"What's wrong with you James? Can't you stop for just a minute?" Sarah was gasping for breath as she tripped over the leaves and twigs on the ground. If it wasn't for James' hand holding hers tight she would have fallen face first into the ground.
He stopped abruptly in front of her, and she almost ran into his back. James turned slowly and watched her with hungry eyes while a devilish smile came over his face. "I've waited Sarah, we've waited. We don't have to anymore. Do you want me Sarah? Do you want to be my mate? Do you want to be with me forever?" He had a hopeful look on his face. "Do you want to be with us forever?"
"James, I've wanted you since the first moment I saw you in the restaurant. Yes, I want to be your mate."
James reached for her and pulled her to him, his mouth coming down over hers as he kissed her deeply. His hands gripped the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, breaking the kiss just long enough to get the shirt out of the way. His lips found hers again and crushed them. He couldn't get enough of her. He knew he would never be able to get enough.
She felt as heated as he did. He was everything she had ever wanted in a man and even more. She wasn't afraid of becoming a Werewolf. She'd be with him forever and that's all that mattered. She pulled his shirt off and started working on his pants, fumbling with the buttons as their tongues dueled for dominance. She felt his arms around her and his fingers deftly undoing her bra and pulling it over her shoulders. His lips left hers and latched onto a hard nipple and sucked with a fervor she'd never felt before. She held his head to her chest, begging him to suck harder.
James went to his knees and kissed down her belly to the top of her pants, tugging them down her hips and helping her step out of them. His hands slid down her hips, pulling her pussy to him. He leaned forward and inhaled her scent, almonds and eucalyptus. He had a look of ecstasy on his face that quickly turned to lust.
She spread her legs and sighed as she felt his tongue licking at her wet slit. Her head fell back and she reveled in the feel of his tongue rasping over her clit as his fingers opened her folds to let his tongue inside. She was startled at first when she felt his tongue so deep but looked down to see the large black wolf pushing as deeply into her as he could. She reached down to stroke his fur, and he looked at her with James' dark eyes. She somehow knew what he wanted and dropped to her hands and knees, turning to face away from him. She felt his nose at her wet pussy, tasting her, and moaned loudly. "Please James, please, I want to be with you forever. I want be your mate!"
His wolf heard her voice, sultry and sexy, and calling to him. He looked up over the white mounds of her ass and lifted himself up to mount her. His cock slid easily into her pussy. She was so ready for him. She wanted him. His wolf was pleased that their mate wasn't afraid. Her moans pushed him to thrust into her hard. He used his large paws to hold her close to his body and started pounding hard in and out of her. He could hear her keening and felt how close her body was to her orgasm. He leaned forward and slid his tongue across her neck, feeling her pulse jumping in her throat. She tasted just like her scent which was driving his instincts to mate. She was ready for him, and he had to have her now. He closed his jaws over her neck and bit down and thrust hard inside her.
His cock felt so good inside her. She could feel herself being driven to an amazing orgasm. For just a second, she was scared when she felt his teeth bite into her flesh. But then the feelings overcame her, and she started to cum harder than she ever had in her life. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, and her whole body spasmed underneath her wolf. She felt his paws around the front of her hips holding her in place. She felt the ground underneath her. She felt his cock ravaging her tight cunt, and then she felt the knot that she'd seen so many times recently when she'd given him pleasure. She felt it stretching her so wide she thought she'd scream, but scream with pleasure, not pain.
Once his knot was seated, his thrusts weren't as deep but more frenzied as he spilled his seed inside her for the first time. Although he knew she wouldn't become pregnant, he still felt the need to fill her. He pulled her to her side and laid behind her licking at the bite, feeling her body spasming around his cock. He felt her breathing calm and then become regular as she fell asleep with him tied to her. He felt his knot recede but didn't want to move and wake her. He shifted back to human and laid there stroking her soft skin. He couldn't wait to run with her, to hunt with her, to have her wolf underneath him.
He could hear the change in her breathing when she woke up. He put his arms around her and held her close, nuzzling her neck. "Do you feel any different?"
"I'm not sure yet. Except for one thing." She spun around in his embrace and was face to face with him. "All I can think right now is how much I want to fuck you." She pushed him onto his back and laid over his hard body. She kissed him slowly, wanting to taste every bit of him. They'd kissed before, why didn't she ever notice before how good he tasted? His taste was addicting. She couldn't get enough. She licked his neck and felt him shiver underneath her. She smiled as she moved down his body, flicking her tongue over his nipples, and down his stomach to where his beautiful cock was already growing.
Her mouth was incredible, and he could barely think as she sucked his cock. He stroked her raven black hair and she looked up at him with her bright blue eyes. She was his! After all this time, he would have a mate. He would have someone to protect and to be the mother of his cubs. He'd never thought he even wanted a mate until he met Sarah. Now it was all he could think about. She was all he thought about. His cock was throbbing and he needed to be inside her. It was like she read his mind as she straddled him, slowly lowering herself onto him. He groaned when she had him fully inside her. She looked down on him, a feral look on her face. He smiled. Her wolf was taking control.