Chapter Twenty-Two
Catherine laid awake in bed that night. She glanced over at the clock and realized only five minutes had passed since the last time she’d looked. She heaved a sigh and looked back up at the ceiling. Graham had ordered them Chinese food and they’d eaten quickly before Catherine retired to bed. She wasn’t tired, she just needed to get away from Graham’s heavy gaze.
From hot to cold she couldn’t keep up with his mood swings. It was as if every time he felt desire, it was torn to shreds by his shame of not controlling himself two days before. He didn’t trust himself around her, so he decided to work in his office right after dinner. Not pushing her away, but definitely giving her space. The problem was, she really didn’t want space.
Catherine listened to see if she could hear through the walls. Graham had just gone into his room a little while ago. She heard the shower go on and cut off some time later. By now he should be in bed, yet she could have sworn she heard him talking to someone. The words sounded foreign yet reverent. He wasn’t on the phone, instead he appeared to be talking to someone who wasn’t there. The room had been quiet for about ten minutes.
She threw the blanket back and tiptoed to her door. She glanced to the next door down the hall and noticed it was wide open. Curious. Catherine walked quietly to Graham’s door and peered inside. He was laying in bed. His arm was folded behind his head and his eyes were closed. The rise and fall of his chest implied he was in a deep sleep.
Stealing herself and gathering every ounce of confidence she’d ever stored in her life, Catherine pushed her shoulders back and slipped into the room. At the edge of his bed, she climbed on all fours over him until she straddled his hips over the covers.
He was completely naked under the flimsy cotton fabric. In fact his hair was still wet from his shower. She could feel the hard muscles of his thighs separated from her own creamy skin by a thin sheet and her silk robe. Catherine ran her hands up his naked torso and his dick twitched against her core. Her nails extended at the sensation.
In what felt like slow motion, the body beneath her stirred awake. His muscles twitched and flexed as he realized the weight on top of him was his nearly naked mate. His hands came up and gripped her upper arms before his shoulders and torso rose off the bed. His nose skimmed her hair and Catherine shivered.
“Mmm, prayer works after all,” he murmured.
Before she could question him, he was languidly pushing her over. He gripped her wrists and pushed them into the mattress on either side of her head. Now the only thing keeping him from seating himself in her heat was the sheet that had twisted around his hip when he’d moved. Graham groaned into her neck as his erection prodded at her entrance.
“What are you doing, Catherine?” he asked, kissing the shoulder he’d just bared to the night air.
“I thought that was obvious,” she whispered, biting her lip to keep from moaning at every feather-lite touch of his lips. As with most everything else she experienced today, his touch seemed magnified. Desire buzzed just below her skin, aching for him to wrap himself around her and within her. She needed his bare skin, and she needed him now. “Oh, Goddess,” she moaned.
“It’s my venom,” he explained against her collarbone. “It’s rid your bloodstream of the excess werewolf and replaced it with the superior species. Your senses have heightened as has the pull of our bond.”
That would certainly explain a few things. “Goddess… is this how you feel all the time?” she questioned, moaning as he tugged the tie from her robe and exposed most of her skin for his viewing pleasure. Just that action alone made her want to come. His hand skimmed down her bare stomach.
“No, this is not how I feel…” his eyes looked like they were hiding something devious.
Graham’s hand dipped down to her core. Without warning he thrust two fingers into her. Catherine gasped and moaned, instinctively pushing against his assault. He tongued her nipples, sucking one into his mouth and biting it raw before moving to the next one. His fingers pumped inside her while his thumb teased her clit. How he was able to stab her viciously while slowly circling with the same hand she couldn’t understand. Her hips bucked against his fingers as he thrust in and curled.
“F…fuck,” Catherine gasped, gripping his wrist to slow him down. He growled and removed his thumb only to replace it with his tongue. The friction within her was building and building. She waited for the snap, the exploding release. Just as she was about to be pushed over the edge, Graham quickly withdrew. Catherine shivered and convulsed against the sudden emptiness. She groaned and hissed.
“That, is how I feel all the time,” he whispered against her ear.
As Catherine gained back control of her sanity and focused the pulsating need for release, she realized Graham had untangled himself from the sheet. Her breathing hitched and her heart thudded when she felt the raw tip of his manhood against the dripping folds of her pussy.
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Her eyes snapped up to his. He was holding himself up with his hands. His arms shook slightly as he gazed down at her. They hadn’t turned on a single light. Thanks to their species, they could see each other quite well in the dark. It seemed to heighten the intimacy even more, concentrating the entire world into one singular space and time.
“I want to be inside of you, Catherine,” Graham whispered. He dropped his head and placed delicate kisses across her jaw. He pushed himself forward, letting his tip glide over her slickness. “That’s what I was praying for before I fell asleep. I was begging the Moon Goddess for a chance to hold you, to love you.”
“Graham,” Catherine whispered in a breathy moan. She ran her hands over his chest and around his shoulders. She laced her fingers together at the nape of his neck. “I want you to do more than hold me.”
Catherine pulled his head down and kissed him slowly. Her tongue came out and traced his lips before slipping inside his mouth. He met her kiss with delicate touches of his own. He shifted over her toward his bedside table. Her heart lurched, afraid he was going to pull away. Instead she noticed him pull out a box of condoms. He pulled out a condom and ripped it open. Settling back against her he rolled the condom over his straining cock.
He pulled away just enough to meet her gaze when he slid himself forward, pushing through her folds. He entered her and his eyes snapped down to where their bodies joined. Catherine’s head lulled back while his fell forward: one wanting to watch the slow possession, the other wanting to just submit to it. He filled her slowly. The thick length of him stretched her and made her writhe in order to get used to the sensation of something so large within her. When he was fully seated within her, his entire body shook with satisfaction.
“Is this what you want?” he asked, softly.
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Graham pulled out slowly. She felt every inch of his skin gliding out of her until just the tip touched her insides. Then he pushed back in with just as much tortuous patience as before. It was as if he was moving slow to prove a point. To prove to her he could stay in control for her. His head fell forward once more to watch the slow stimulation of his dick entering her and pulling out.
“No.”
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“No?” he asked, his head tilting up to watch her face while continuing his slow advance.
“No,” she shook her head. “More. Please, more.”
She opened her eyes just in time to see the proud smile leaving his face to be left with a look of determined unsated lust. Graham growled and pinned her hips to the bed before plunging into her. She cried out as he somehow hit deeper than his more deliberate thrusts had. He plunged into her three more times in a ruthless, savage attack. He grinned at her wickedly.
“Better?”
“Y…yes… m…more,” she begged.
His body fell forward. He crushed her with his weight as he gripped her ass and slammed her hips up against his own thrusts. His pace became maddening. Catherine reached backward to grip the headboard as it slammed against the wall. Her moans mixed with cries as his dick hit her deeper than she’d ever felt before.
Each time his tip slammed against her cervix she jerked away but gripped his shoulder tighter. Her nails raked at his back, no doubt drawing blood as her climax expanded and expanded until it popped, raining pleasure down around her body. Her entire body contracted against the sharp pinpoint of her
orgasm.
Graham sat back up, pinning her thighs to the bed as he chased his own release. His eyes were black in the darkness as they focused on her dazed face, her breasts that would bounce with each thrust and the sight of his length disappearing within his mate’s pussy alongside the mark he’d torn into her thigh. Catherine moaned, still trying to surface from her own climax.
His hands tightened against her thigh and she gasped. She ran her right hand down her face and sucked two of her fingers into her mouth. Graham’s rough thrusts jerked out of rhythm. Catherine moaned, knowing he was watching her. As she sucked her fingers she let her left hand skim daintily down her body. It massaged her breast and pinched her nipple, causing her pussy to clench.
Graham hissed against the sensation. He roughly grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the bed as he doubled down on his thrusts. Catherine cried out at the rough treatment and the sound of his groans of pleasure.
“Mine,” he growled against her ear.
“Yours,” Catherine whispered, sucking his earlobe into her mouth.
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Graham gasped and thrust deep. He groaned low and long as his orgasm rolled through him. She let out a shuddering breath as he slowly pumped into her two more times, making sure to ring himself dry inside her. The feel of his release within her coiled a knot in her lower belly that pulled and snapped,
eliciting a second stronger orgasm to rock through her. Her walls clenched even tighter around him and she felt as if his cock had swollen along with it.
Graham sucked in a startled breath. “Ah, fuck, Catherine.”
She cried out in surprise and Graham joined her. He tightened his arms around her and she felt him cum a second time. His body jerked against her as his cock twitched his release. With a final shudder, Graham pulled away and flung his arms out wide as he tried to catch his breath. Catherine blinked in the darkness. She’d never felt so satisfied. She could sleep right now and be happy to never leave this bed so long as he stayed in it and did that.
Beside her he must have been thinking the same because his soft chuckle broke through the sex-drenched air. “I’ll never go to bed without praying again.”
