PHOENIX
Giving my mate a bath was the most non s****l, erotic thing I’d ever done. I made a mental note to thank Kelli for the inflatable pillow and decided to make a habit of giving Genevieve baths as she relaxed under my hands. I’d never given anyone a bath before, and I knew I was clumsy at it, but I decided to let my instincts guide me. Her pretty lips were a good indication of what I was doing right or wrong.
Isaac had been quiet and I wondered if he and Isabella were off together in some other realm where only legends could enter. I hoped so. Genevieve and I were bound to be legends ourselves if the gossip that occasionally invaded my thoughts was any indication. Maybe one day we could enter, too.
I soaped her, careful not to let her slip completely under water and not to cause her any pain. Her color was looking better than it had since her arrival on Death Moon. Her breasts gently lifted and fell as she relaxed, her n*****s hard and inviting.
I ordered my wolfhood down. I might be a murderer, but I was no r****t. I did wonder, however, what the juncture of her thighs would taste like as I took in her soft brownish-red pubic hair. I’d never seen anyone have quite that color of hair and imagined what it would be like to bury myself there.
I forced my thoughts back to the task at hand. Operation Mate Seduction was in full swing, but first, I had to get her well enough to want me. She’d nearly driven me mad when she innocently buried her face in my neck and moved her lips against the spot where she’d mark me.
It was no use. Wolfy, as I sometimes referred to my c**k, refused to stay down. I wanted her like I’d never wanted anyone before.
Soon, old buddy, I promised him. Soon.
I let my hands roam gently down her arms and legs as I soaped her. When I was finished, I carefully rolled towels to prop my mate up and let her soak while I hopped in the separate shower. I stunk like the hospital, too.
The hot water felt good on my tired body, too, but I hurried anyway. I dried off and tied the towel around my waist, before lifting Genevieve out of the tub and wrapping her in another towel that had probably been Kelli’s idea.
I could tell by her breathing that Genevieve was at least somewhat aware of her surroundings. She sighed contentedly and put her face back into my neck. I could feel her breath on that spot again and I realized the soft spot on her neck where I would mark her was exposed to me. I lowered my head and lightly kissed it in an unspoken promise to visit there again.
I realized how tired I was, too. I had slept half in a chair and half on her hospital bed the last few days. I slipped into bed the same way I’d gotten into the limo with her in my arms and kept her there in my lap. Her hip was snug against my erection that found its way out of the towel and I wasn’t about to break the contact.
::Take her::
::NO::
::It’s how I got Isabella. It’s completely normal and ingrained in your brain::
I’d spoken too soon about him being quiet. Issac was right, but times had changed. It still wasn’t uncommon for mates to mark each other the first time they met, but as we grew into a more civilized culture, they often knew each other before the Mate Bond presented itself. Genevieve and I knew very little about each other. She didn’t really know how to even be a werewolf.
This wasn’t going to be a comfortable way for either one of us to sleep and I managed to turn just enough to spoon her.
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PHOENIX
She grounded me. When Isaac had taken control, I’d been fighting and fighting to regain the advantage. When Isaac had looked in Genevieve’s eyes, they’d been the same brilliant green they were in her wolf form. I knew our wolves were using us.
Genevieve was indeed strong. I watched her fight to beat Isabella back and when she kissed me after her eyes faded back to a lighter green, I was lost in the honeyed sweetness of her mouth. When she commanded me to fight my wolf with the authority only one with Alpha blood could project, I had to obey her!! I wondered if she knew what she had done.
This was not how I’d planned to do things, but, it is often the way of the werewolf with his mate. When she called me baby and said please, the point of no return was reached.
As she rode out her second orgasm under me, I realized two things. I would never be able to deny her anything she truly desired—I had waited my entire life for her. The second thing I realized was that she was the most powerful wolf in the universe and I doubted my abilities to keep her. If she didn’t grow tired of me, I’d best make it worth her while!