Scent of a Wolf's Mate by Tory Richards

be squeezed and kissed. As Connor
lowered his face Serena arched her back, offering herself to him
with a breathless sigh.
    Connor wrapped an arm around her waist,
bending Serena backwards so he had easier access to kiss and nip at
her taut nipples. She released a small cry. His mistake was looking
up into her eyes. They were the color of burnished gold, the large,
black pupils dilating right before his eyes.
    God, help her, his fangs came out. On the
verge of changing, Connor lifted Serena into his arms and made his
way inside. He barely made it to the bedroom before falling with
her onto the bed. Everything turned wild at that point, as they
both tore at each other’s clothing until they were naked and
straining against each other in a frenzied mating.
    Serena, unaccustomed to her wolf, didn’t know
how to handle the raw animal needs coursing through her blood.
Connor recognized that the state she was in could easily turn
deadly if he didn’t give her some relief, and now. Her she-wolf was
trying to make an appearance and Serena was confusing it with her
desire for him.
    As she twisted wildly beneath him, Connor
nudged her thighs apart with his knee and prepared to penetrate
her. A soft growl traveled up Serena’s throat, surprising her as
much as it did him. Their gazes locked, and when she opened her
mouth to pant he saw the tip of her fangs descend. Fuck! She
was beautiful, flushed with wild color, and almost ready to meet
her wolf. Almost.
    Acting fast, Connor thrust forward, burying
his cock all the way until he met resistance. Oh, God! She
felt fucking good, and she was so tight. She bowed up with a sound
of pleasure, forcing him even deeper. He groaned and began to
move.
    “Faster, Connor! Harder!” Serena cried,
running her hands all over him. “I’m burning up inside!”
    Hearing the desperation in her tone, Conner
decided there would be time for finesse later. He slapped his mouth
down on hers and started to move in a fast and steady tempo
designed to bring them both quick relief. Without breaking rhythm,
he worked his way between their bodies so he could manipulate her
clit. As soon as he found the hard, little nub Serena’s nails dug
into him.
    “God, yes, Connor!” Her hips rose to meet his
thrusts. “Right there! Don’t stop!”
    He didn’t plan to, circling, pinching, and
rubbing the pea-sized protuberance with gentle vigor. She was so
fucking responsive, her unrestrained passion fueling the mating
lust in his blood to gigantic proportions. Connor struggled to keep
his wolf contained, mesmerized by the flushed beauty of Serena’s
face as she gave him everything.
    When the moment of release came they were
side by side, exploding around each other with mutual growls of
pleasure. The intensity of their orgasms dominated the movements of
their shuddering bodies. Connor couldn’t remember ever coming so
vigorously, and as his cock ejected streams of cum inside Serena,
she emitted a tiny scream, leaning forward and sinking her fangs
into his shoulder.
    Fuck, oh, fuck! Serena didn’t know it
but she couldn’t have done anything more significant to his wolf
than bite him during mating. It was a show of affection and
acceptance. Connor’s heart slammed in his chest, and for the first
time in his life he was afraid. As he knotted inside her sweet
body, it took all of his concentration not to make the change
completely, showing Serena his true wolf form.
    They sank against each other, drained and
panting heavily. As Connor rested his head against Serena’s
shoulder he felt her tongue lapping at the wound she’d inflicted. Jesus! She doesn’t know what she’s doing, but everything
she does is so right. He knew he should distance himself from
her, but he didn’t have the strength.
    His cock moved of its own accord, ejecting
more cum. He released a groan when Serena’s muscles tightened
around him, as if milking him. As her tongue continued to taste
him, ripples of pleasure continued down his body