Rolfe darted his gaze in between her lips and her eyes and said, "You don't know how much I want to be with you, Iona. And I am aware that your wolf needs me. Please let me cater to your wolf."
Iona sighed and purred. He bent down and his lips smashed on hers in a relentless kiss. He licked the seam of her lips to pry them open.
Iona's head swam with dizziness. She was wrapped in his scent that calmed her at so many levels. How could a man smell so good? It was impossible to resist the man in front of her, impossible to resist that tongue that wanted to delve inside her mouth and Iona… she found herself eager to feel him, experience him. He wrapped one arm around her waist and the other cupped the back of her neck and pressed her hard against his chest. She moaned in his mouth as her breasts became heavy and her nipples pebbled. And if that was not enough, she wondered how his lips would feel on them. Damn.
She parted her lips and he delved his tongue right in to explore every corner. Her hands went to wrap his neck and then she threaded her fingers in the silky hair. She wanted to hold his horns and brush them. His muscles rippled beneath her touch, as he continued to sweep his tongue inside her. Her wolf growled as she wanted to come out and Iona was doing everything in her power to keep it down. Gods, she wanted to enjoy him, but her beast was trying to take over.
When Rolfe pulled away, she almost cried. She was so heated up that she wanted him to touch her all over. As he gazed at her, she thought he didn't want to continue. But he had said that he would convince her. Why was he stopping to convince her? Why wasn't he doing more? "I— I don't know what to do," she whimpered thinking that he was appalled by her lack of experience. "But I want to learn."
His Adam's apple moved up and down. "Ah, Iona you are so sweet," he said. "My sweet little werewolf." Those words sounded so good that she quivered beneath in his arms, her thighs clenching with need.
"I have never had this kind of— this kind of encounter earlier." Fuck, what was she saying? Why was she feeling so out of control? Her breath became shallow and her cheeks were heated.
Patiently, he brushed his fingers on her cheeks and then leaned down to kiss her earlobe and Iona's knees became weak. She swayed but he caught her firmly. She craned her neck to reach to his neck and instead of placing a kiss, she ended up grazing it with her fangs. And his patience melted. He wanted her to bury those fangs in his neck and mark him. He groaned and grabbed the hem of his tunic and pulled it out to bare his chest. Iona gasped. She had never seen a man with such a broad chest with rock-hard muscles that were cut in planes. On top of it, his tanned complexion was killing her. The black fleece of hair on his chest, which narrowed to the naval and disappeared beneath his slacks.
"Gods!" she gasped when she saw his thick erection whose crown was showing above the slacks. And suddenly she wondered how that shaft would feel in her mouth, in her body. This man was a fine specimen of his species and the best part was that the finest guy wanted her. Emotionally overwhelmed, she moaned and whimpered and wanted to touch him everywhere, when suddenly she purred loudly and the next instant, she shifted. No! But her wolf seemed so badly enamored with her mate that it was impossible for her not to come out.
A surprised laugh broke free from Rolfe and he knelt on the ground to hold the white wolf who was now prancing all around him, yelping and nipping and swaying her body to cuddle into him. She licked him, bit him and climbed his lap as he circled his hands around his Iona and laughed and laughed. The wolf was so excited that he fell down on the grass as she licked her and nuzzled him. He caught her tightly in his arms so that she wouldn't jump around. They were too close to the edge and he was afraid that in excitement she might jump over it.
In the end, he collected her in his arms and walked all the way back to the fortress like that. And Iona—she continued to yelp and nip and lick him all the way. Gods, he loved the little wolf. It would be so much fun growing up with her. When they reached the fortress, Rolfe walked straight to his bedchamber, under the amused gazes of all. But he didn't care. He was with his most precious possession and he was determined not to let her go… ever.
As soon as he entered the stony passageway that led to his chamber, he was confronted by Ileus and Kaizan.
He stopped, an animalistic growl emanating from him. No one could take his little mate away. The brother was becoming quite an impediment in his love life.
Ileus crossed his arms across his chest and said, "Give her to us."
He ignored them and started walking. But Ileus stopped him. "Give her to us," he repeated his request.
Obviously, Rolfe didn't understand what he was saying so he ignored him and grabbed Iona tightly. "Mine," he growled in his demonic language.
From his demeanor, Ileus understood. He had gone through the same situation.
"Man, there is no way we can persuade him to leave her," said Kaizan in an exasperated voice. "Why do I have to face so many mates in my life when they say that mates are rare? I tell you man mates are in abundance! They are everywhere in this fucking Lore!"
"Stop it!" said Ileus. "We have to convey him to leave her and give her to us." His eyes went on an excited Iona who was still yelping in his arms.
Kaizan shook his head. Then he made symbols, which went like this: He pointed at the wolf first, then made a figure of a girl in the air, then pointed at the wolf again and made the same figure in the air. Then he pointed to Ileus and himself and made the figure again.
Rolfe's face became red with anger. How dare he say that he would take his mate? His horns started straightening in rage and before he could go on full rage, he found Anastasia walking behind them, and he controlled himself.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Ileus growled at Kaizan.
"What?" Kaizan said, astounded. He was trying to explain to him that they wanted to get back in human form.
It took almost half an hour for all of them to explain to him that she needed to be shifted back to her human form. Since she had just started shifting, every emotion that overwhelmed her would bring about this change. If she didn't learn how to shift back into her human form, the wolf would try to take over, which wasn't a good thing.. And Ileus and Kaizan were the only ones who could help her shift back.
