Chapter Sixty
Graham stared at the ceiling of his darkened bedroom long into the morning. Catherine laid curled up beside him, facing away toward the window. He leaned over her, tracing the contours of her face as she slept. She didn’t wince as he shifted over her this time which calmed his nerves slightly.
The bruising along her jaw and around her eye was finally turning to a healing greenish/yellow. He let out a sigh and laid down behind her, fitting his knees up against hers. He ran his hand down her exposed arm, loving the feel of her velvet, soft skin against his calloused flesh. She pushed further against him, burrowing against his body. He took her hands and she instinctively pulled them to her chest. Less than a few seconds later her grip loosened as she fell back into her deep sleep.
After what happened, Jensen wanted to speak to them while it was still fresh in their minds. Luckily one look at his daughter made him agree to wait til the morning for an update. Graham wasn’t looking forward to it. It would be a long day without the added stress of a run down on his mate’s abilities. He would have to question Jensen about his own gifts and motives as well as listen to Lucien’s prideful ramblings and assumptions. He prayed Stuart wouldn’t be there but as the current Beta, there was nothing to stop him.
Graham skimmed his nose along Catherine’s shoulder and used it to brush away the thin strap of her tank top. He still felt the nearly debilitating urge to claim her. He’d hoped that once he finished talking with Jensen and showed Lucas and Chloe out that he could worship his mate. Unfortunately Catherine had already been under the covers asleep by the time he returned. He glanced over her shoulder to the clock on the nightstand. 3 am.
He needed to sleep, if for no other reason than to protect his mate during the full moon. The full moon’s effect was already pulling at him. The moon’s pull is hard to resist for a normal lycan. A newly mated one was even more feral. It was usually when they went into heat for the first time. Graham had no idea what to expect with a mate he hadn’t marked. If his normal reactions to her were any indication, he could expect nothing short of mounting her in the training field while the entire pack watched.
The city practically shut down on the days of the full moon. Families would gather, there were neighborhood block parties, high-ranking blow out parties and in the middle of the night most of the pack gathered for a run which ended in a frenzy of mating and or fighting. Graham would normally spend his full moons locked in his office to avoid losing control. Not this moon.
Rogue or not, Catherine would be irresistible to any unmated male in the vicinity. Not only did Graham have to perform his normal duties, he had the challenge at night when the full moon was at its peak. All of this combined with what he’d witnessed from his mate earlier left his lycan side in a half- crazed state.
Graham’s erection strained against Catherine’s backside. Something would need to be done before he left the house or he would probably do unspeakable things at the most inopportune times. He pulled his cock down and slid it forward between her legs, cupping the fabric of her panties. He groaned and kissed her shoulder. Graham snaked his hand under her tank top and gripped her breast.
Graham breathed against her ear. “Catherine… Baby, I need you,” he pleaded with something close to a whine.
Catherine sighed dreamily. She rolled her hips up against him and shifted her thigh forward, spreading her legs for him. Graham’s hand left her breast and went between her legs. He stroked her on the outside of her panties until she was soaking through the fabric. He extended his claws on those fingers and sliced through the cotton. His fingertips touched her dripping flesh and he couldn’t stand it anymore.
Graham directed his cock toward her opening. He moaned in satisfaction as he entered her inch by inch. His upper hand went back to her breast as he continued his slow, measured thrusts. Catherine’s body hummed in front of his. Her chest stretched and twisted as he caressed her hardened nipples with soft glances.
His free hand wrapped underneath her and cupped her throat, lengthening her upper body even more. Graham hissed, fighting the urgency to take her roughly. He couldn’t bare the thought after what he’d seen her go through in her past. His hips jerked out of rhythm as the anger threatened to boil over. He rocked into her roughly once and she gasped. What if she was dreaming of someone else? Even worse. What if she were reliving a nightmare?
“Say my name, Baby,” he panted against her ear before leaving open mouthed kisses down the side of her neck.
“Graham,” Catherine answered in a breathy moan that nearly drove him over the edge.
“That’s my girl,” he moaned.
The hand around her throat pulled her firmer against him. His other hand left her nipples to grip her hip. He continued his slow, deliberate thrusts into her until he felt her beginning to quake in his arms. Her chest rose in short, desperate bursts each ending on a soft moan.
He loved the sounds she was making. He would need to learn to be more patient like this, to draw the pleasure out of her with tortuous, sensuous precision. He ground his hips up against her ass and circled. Her breath hitched and her chest rose slightly away from him as she reached her climax. The sight of her completely breathless in the dark had him careening toward his own release.
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Chapter Sixty
Graham clutched Catherine close to his chest. He shook slightly from his climax and breathed heavily into Catherine’s hair. Her hand ran along his thigh and he shook violently once more. She pushed him slightly and he pulled away and fell on his back.
Catherine shifted so her hand trailed along Graham’s chest and down his abdomen. His eyes shut involuntarily as her hand fisted around his semi-hard length. She stroked up once, twice and then her fingers trailed down his now fully engorged girth to cup his balls.
Catherine’s hands trailed back up his entire torso. She slid her pussy along his cock and he bit back a hiss. Her lips nibbled up his neck causing his heart rate to climb to a dangerous, unnatural level. Her succulent lips closed around his earlobe and a shock ran through his spine.
Her voice came to him, dripping in desire. “Now it’s my turn to have my way with you,” she whispered.
Catherine sat up, taking his length inside her as she did. Graham watched her rise. He was absolutely speechless. As she straightened she pulled her tank top over her head, leaving her in just the panties Graham ripped just enough. His hands somehow landed on her thighs. She looked down on him with sultry eyes, lowered as if drugged. Her hands fell down her throat and cupped her breasts. She bit her lip and lifted her head as she ground her hips over him.
“Say my name,” she ordered as she pinched one nipple.
So he did… over and over again.
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