“What would it mean, alpha?”
He growled.
“Not alpha. Not to you. Devon. To be mine, my mate, my luna, means you would be my queen. I would protect you. Worship you. Love you.”
I swallowed.
“Devon, would you be mine?”
The smirk that replaced the frown on his lips shot a tingle of pleasure straight down to my core.
“I’ve been waiting for you to ask me since the day we met.”
Who the hell needed to breathe with a man like this laying on top of them professing his devotion to you.
“Then show me Devon. Show me what it is to be yours,” I said and lifted my hips to rub against his very hard, very massive cock.
My wolf was so close to me now that I could almost feel her excitement as if it were one with mine. She was telling me he was our mate. He was ours. He was who we were meant for and I wasn’t waiting any longer.
“Claim me, alpha,” I said, reaching between our bodies and running my hand along his shaft. The feel of his soft velvety skin under my touch made me shiver in anticipation. It was just as big as I'd thought and I really wasn’t certain how he would fit.
I gasped at the idea, wondering what it would feel to have him and all his power between my legs and I couldn’t stop the heat that flooded me.
His nostrils flared and he shifted over me. The tickle of his fingers brushed over my skin as he grabbed for the ruined dress.
“First, we get rid of this.”
The already tattered fabric ripped in one long tear. He grabbed the neckline and pulled again, shredding the thing further and then he yanked and pulled the remaining bits from under me.
I shivered as he set his eyes on my panties. He was so close to seeing all of me. Seeing a me that I’d saved for him, no matter how many beatings I took to keep myself for my mate. Nerves shivered under his gaze and I lost my courage. I tried to pull my legs closed and cover myself.
His hands clamped down on my knees and he kept me spread for him, kept my legs open and me vulnerable.
“No. You want to know what it is to be mine, then you will not hide.”
I waited for the fear to come roaring in like an avalanche, but instead my wolf yipped inside me and I reveled in her nearness. I wanted her closer and I wanted what she wanted. She needed him. I needed him.
The way he touched me, strong and possessive, yet gentle shook me to my core. He could have just taken what I offered, but instead there was careful calculation. Maybe hesitation?
I felt bare under that gaze. No. He wasn’t hesitant. He knew what he wanted.
“I will claim you, when you are good and ready to take me.”
He leaned in and kissed me, then my shoulder, down my chest, lingering at my breasts just long enough that my nipples pebbled in want and anticipation. Then I giggled at the featherlight touch of his fingers as they trailed down my thighs and as he kissed down my body, his hands hooked over the hem of panties and pulled them down. The bed shifted as he moved and as he slid my panties down my legs, over my calves, off my feet.
His gaze never left me.
“I will claim you when you are as desperate for me as I am for you.”
CHAPTER17
Devon
Fuck.I’d dreamt of her every night, even after that day. The day I’d found out she’d died. Except here she was, breathing and fuck me. Willing. Her words though. She would give herself to me just to what? Make me happy? What about her happiness?
I glanced at her arm, but there was no blood soaking through, and the way she used her hand to slide through my hair? Maybe her wolf was doing her job, protecting the human that gave her life. Protecting the woman that I had loved the moment I saw her.
She tasted like strawberries and a warm summer breeze.