Wild: Devils Point Wolves #1 (Mating Season Collection) by Mating Season Collection, Eliza Gayle Page A

closed behind him.
    “Let’s hope no one interrupts us this time,” she said, laughing.  
    “If anyone comes through that door unannounced they will do so at their own peril. Nothing–and I mean NOTHING–gets between a shifter and his mate.
    He dropped her onto the bed and followed her down, nudging her thighs. “Open,” he commanded his handsome face set with a hard, determined look.  
    In this situation she was more than happy to give him what he wanted.  
    No sooner did she spread her legs and he was ripping her panties out of the way.  
    “Hey, I could have just taken those off for you.”
    “What fun would that have been.” He crawled onto the bed and buried his face between her legs.  
    “Oh my God,” she gasped, grabbing onto the sheets. “You could have warned me!”
    He rumbled against her sensitive skin and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Good night this wasn’t going to last long at this rate. Already she felt the burn in her belly and the tingle of her spine warning her that an orgasm wouldn’t be far behind.
    She tried to lift her feet so she could wrap her legs around his back and found them pinned to the bed with hard hands. A sudden thrill shot through her. It had taken her by surprise how much she enjoyed him taking control in the bedroom, now she couldn’t get enough. She wanted to stay like this forever.  
    “Damien,” she breathed. His devilish tongue worked expertly as the slow climb to bliss picked up the pace. “You’re going to make me come.”
    Her body jerked and suddenly he no longer had his mouth between her legs.  
    “Not without me, baby.” He kissed his way up her stomach, hitting a particularly sensitive spot that made her knife forward so she got a good look at his mouth and tongue working her. Holy hell he looked like a wild man with his dark hair disheveled, the days old growth of stubble across his chin and cheeks and the taut strain of muscles across his arms and chest.  
    “Please, don’t stop,” she begged.
    “Mmmm.” The sound rumbled across her skin. “It would seem that I have you right where I want you. What will you give me if I keep going?” He kissed a few more inches, bringing his body in alignment to hers. Which meant he was so damned close to being inside her.  
    “Ugh,” she groaned. “You’re going to torture me.”
    “No mate. Not torture. Pleasure.” His shaft nudged at her entrance, sliding through the moisture. “What will you give me?”
    She tried to wiggle and move so he’d give her more, but she couldn’t move. “What do you want? Whatever it is, I’ll do it. You’re killing me.” Her voice trembled.
    “It’s simple really.” He moved another inch forward. “I want your wolf, baby.”
    “Don’t you already have it? You bit me.” He smiled, the devilish grin that nearly broke her heart with want.  
    “I need to see her.”  
    She held his gaze and watched as his eyes darkened a moment before the golden glow of the wolf looked down on her.  
    “Let me see her.”
    Something stirred inside Faith. It was so deep she couldn’t imagine where it came from but she recognized that he was coaxing it out of her.  
    “Holy shit, baby. She’s so beautiful.”  
    His words were killing her. She imagined him seeing what she saw. The beautiful, caring man with the wild wolf straining inside him. Right then her skin felt like it was going to burst. She felt the blood moving under her skin. More of her lived than ever before.  
    “What’s happening?”
    “Your wolf is being born and she is going to be magnificent. Not to mention all mine.”
    A wave of possession washed over her with a clarity that shocked the hell out of her. “You belong to me too, Damien.”
    “Damn fucking right. Now take it.”  
    She lifted again and grabbed his face, never tearing her gaze from his. “If you don’t fuck me right this instant I am going to die from this ache and then I’ll haunt your ass for eternity. Is that