Free Vivian Arend - Granite Lake Wolves 2 by Wolf Flight Page A

she cried out as she
    clutched him tight.
    She’d never felt anything like this before. She needed him, needed his desire, his
    mouth. She was empty and only Tad could fill her. He switched to her other
    breast, slipping his hand back past her belly to the waistband of her sweats. As he
    slid his fingers under the elastic, she opened her legs in welcome, tugging on his
    hair to force his head to her mouth. His taste was addictive and she wanted more.
    As Tad’s fingers brushed her mound he drew another quick breath then spoke
    against her lips. “Girl, you’re killing me. No bra, no panties… Oh damn, you’re
    wet.”
    His hand cupped her mound, one finger slid through her curls to part her
    sensitive lips. His finger nestled just inside her sheath.
    Missy closed her eyes and drank in the sensations as a shiver raced over her skin.
    His lips, demanding a response, feasted on her mouth, yet the hand that explored
    her pussy was soft. He stroked her, slow and controlled, even as he kissed her
    hard and furious. His body shook and she wondered how much longer he would
    last.
    She didn’t want gentle anymore. The desire to be filled, to be seized by Tad and
    completely possessed, overwhelmed her. His scent hung strong in the air, filling
    her nose, her mouth.
    Her heart.

    Her soul.
    Tendrils of emotion passed briefly between them and her eyes flew open with
    surprise. Oh, sweet mercy, it really was happening. The mate connection. She’d
    been told what to expect but never thought she would experience it. She closed
    her eyes and tried to calm herself. Being tied to Tad with a false mating meant she
    would escape from her Alpha’s clutches and that had been the goal. But she’d
    never expected the connection to feel so real.
    She must have made a small sound not in keeping with their lovemaking because
    Tad pulled back. He dropped his forehead to her shoulder and took a few deep
    breaths. He shifted to pull away, but she caught at his shoulders, wrapping a leg
    around him to freeze him in position.
    “I wasn’t telling you to stop. You’re the best lover I’ve ever—”
    “Let’s not talk about other people loving you,” Tad gritted through his teeth. He
    rolled to the side, keeping their legs in contact. “For some reason the thought
    makes me want to shoot someone.”
    Missy stared at him. Was it possible? She knew what she felt. The emotional
    desire to be with him was even stronger than the physical compulsion. And the
    physical was off the charts. She cupped his face in her hands and reached out
    with her Omega sense into his mind, into the emotions and needs hidden away.
    Images flashed—naked bodies twined together, children playing in a field, two
    hands clasped that were wrinkled with time—Missy gasped.
    She’d been wrong all along. She’d assumed her desire for him was a false reading
    when really she should have known.
    He was her mate. Her real, honest-to-goodness, forever-and-always mate.
    “Oh, Tad.” This was more overwhelming than she’d ever imagined it could be.
    With his taste rioting through her body and the images from his mind encouraging
    her, it was all she could do to stop from stripping off their clothes and jumping his
    bones.

    Not that it was a bad idea.

    She trembled in his arms and Tad came close to losing control. He looked into her
    eyes, checking to see if she was afraid. Fuck. He must have done something,
    moved too fast, not shown how much she meant to him. Pain, deep and sharp,
    thrust into him and he sucked in a breath.
    “Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” Tad tried to untangle their limbs, he tried, but his
    body wouldn’t cooperate. Leaving the heat of her touch would wrench his heart
    from his body.
    “Nothing’s wrong, everything’s right.” She cupped his face in her hands again, the
    softness of her touch washing over him with equal parts of desire and peace.
    There was something so right about Missy, so far beyond mere sex that his mind
    grew foggy and it