Page 130 of Fated Obsessions

Tucker stood there for a moment, not speaking, not moving, his pheromones still so potent as his eyes were locked on my lips. And then he started undressing, his gaze never leaving mine. I wanted to look at every inch of his body, but I kept my focus on his face.

When he was totally naked, and after a long second, he inhaled deeply, blinked back his clear desire, and took a step away. We stared at each other, and I felt the air start to change, becoming more electrically charged. The hairs on my arms stood on end, and this force moved through me as I watched Tucker start to change.

I smelled his wolf, this feral presence that was powerful and dangerous but would never frighten me. His shifter essence surrounded me, pulling me closer until I actually took a step closer.

And with a flash of movement, the sound of bones breaking and realigning, and the smell of Tucker fully changing to his wild animal, it was over. And then my mate stood before me in his huge wolf form, his coat black as midnight, his eyes glowing gold as he focused on me.

Tucker was massive, his animal double the size of his human form, an intimidating presence that I knew put fear into humans and shifters alike. But I felt no fear toward him. He’d never hurt me. I knew his purpose in life now that he was mated was to provide for me, to protect and… love me.

And the longer I stood there staring at the majestic beauty of my wolf mate, I knew in my heart and soul that this was exactly how things were supposed to happen.

Tucker slowly moved—stalked—toward me, his muscles rippling under his thick, glossy fur, his eyes still locked on me.When he was a foot from me, I let out a fast breath at the feeling of his heat pouring off his huge body.

My mate.

I could practically hear his deep voice in my head, and when he gently butted his large nose against my arm, I closed my eyes and breathed out, my body leaning against his massive shoulder.

He nudged me again, and I lifted my hand and ran it through his fur, my fingers sinking into the thickness, the strands like coarse silk between the digits. I opened my eyes and ran my palm over his side, his tail whipping back and forth as I touched him. I knew he enjoyed this, that it pleasured him. I made my way around to the other side of him, still running my fingers through his fur, and stopped when I got to the front, his head triple the size of mine, his eyes so intelligent and knowing as we stared at each other.

“You’re beautiful,” I whispered, and he butted his nose against me again. I let myself sink against him, my arms going around his neck. I felt safe and protected and knew this male would never let anything come between us.

I’dnever let anything come between us. I’d fight for our relationship as fiercely as I knew Tucker would for me. And as I thought about that, I felt that wonderful need consume me once more until I forced myself to step back, panting, my body achy and sore in the best of ways.

Tucker sniffed the air, a low growl leaving him. My mate knew what I needed. He wouldn’t deny me. He tipped his head back and howled loud and deep, long and wild-sounding. The sound echoed off the trees, so powerful, so attractive.

I breathed fast and hard, wanting to be with Tucker right here, right now.

“Tucker,” I moaned, and he snapped his big head back at me, a low growl coming from his barrel-sized chest. And before I could moan his name again, Tucker was shifting back to hishuman form—his body still gloriously naked—and was in front of me a second later. He curled a hand behind my neck, leaned down, and kissed me so powerfully that I curled my toes.

He broke away only long enough to throw his clothes back on, and without me having to say anything—beg him—he had me in his arms and was hauling ass out of the woods.

Good, because I was ready to have my mate claim me in every—any—way he saw fit.

Chapter 10

Mia

We’d made it back to my cabin in record time, both of us panting, Tucker carrying me the entire way. Thankfully, no one was around to clearly see the arousal that hung like a thick cloud around us. His cock was a thick, steel rod bobbing against my ass with every step he took.

I loved the fact that he was almost so far gone his wolf threatened to come forth again.

And here we were, standing in my living room, the lights off, both of us seeing clearly enough that it didn’t matter that darkness surrounded us. Without saying a word, he took off his clothes, his focus trained right on me the whole time.

I let my gaze move up and down his body, taking in the hard planes of his muscles, the way they flexed, constricted, and relaxed with the slightest of movements. Then there was his cock… so massive, thick, and long, the tip mushroom-shaped and constantly dotted with pre-cum. In fact, there was so much of it the clear fluid kept dripping onto the floor before more beaded up.

“My sweet, perfect mate,” Tucker growled low, his tone telling me how much he needed me. “Let me touch you, smell you… claim you.Finally.”

The only thing that could be heard after he spoke was the sound of our combined breathing. And with every second that passed, I felt my pulse quicken further, felt my pussy become wetter, and especially felt my clit pulse in time with my heartbeat.

My panties were past the point of being soaked, the material sticking to my pussy lips, the fabric rubbing erotically against my clit. I felt my pulse beatingdown there, causing my arousal to climb even higher.

To say I was nervous was the understatement of the century, but I wouldn’t stop this. I couldn’t, not with this inferno inside me, refusing to be tamed. I smoothed my hands down my thighs, back and forth, the most annoying habit I did when I was nervous. But if I didn’t do that, I’d find myself twisting my fingers together, or maybe playing with the ends of my hair. All equally just as telling on exactly how anxious I really was.

I stared into Tucker’s face, his expression hard to read, but what I could tell right away was that his focus was trained solely on me.

“The way you’re looking at me is very dangerous, female.” His voice was low and rough, like sandpaper moving along my body. It was so tangible I actually shivered in response.

“What way is that?” I whispered, unsure exactly why I’d spoken the words, but it was too late to worry about that now. I knew I was tempting his feral wolf inside, the beast all Black Wolf males housed within themselves.