CEO's Runaway Mate and Her Cubs

Smut content.

Nate kissed Lara's skin, starting from her side and trailing down her thigh. He avoided her secret place on purpose, circling around it and reaching her knee. His eyes glowed, but the light in the room was on. Lara didn't notice his feral instincts while he could watch every single detail about her. It was just so perfect.

Her skin was how he remembered it: silken, warm in some spots and almost chilly in others, and with that exquisite taste he had missed for long. Mostly, she hadn't changed.

However, the small differences he could see were all due to the pups. Either because of the pregnancy or small scars they caused her, they had left more traces on her body than time alone.

She was young, in the end. Life had been hard, but she was in the prime of her youth. Her bosom was plumper, at least one size bigger than so many years before. Her hips were larger, barely noticeably. Her nails were short and well-trimmed; so different from the longer and painted claws that had scratched his back.

Nate didn't know what amazed him the most, but every spot on her body was just beautiful. He sank his tingling teeth in her calf, always gentle enough not to hurt her.

A moan welcomed his action, and he licked the place before returning on his original path. Her white legs were spreading in front of him, revealing the heaven in between. He sucked a spot on her inner thigh, leaving a love bite for the days to come. No one would have seen it there, so it must have been fine...

Everything he did would make her sigh or breathe light moans, sometimes arching her back or folding her knee while pressing her foot in the sheet. Her knuckles were white from clenching the mattress; her nails sunk there in a desperate attempt of clinging on to sanity. Every single of Nate's actions were driving her crazy, closer to a state she could hardly remember.

And, finally, he could do what he wanted to do from the beginning but was too wicked to start before teasing her enough. He kissed her folds, lustrous from her juices and hot from excitement. His lips parted hers, and his tongue slipped in before returning to lick the opening and up, reaching her clit. He toyed with it, responding to Lara's moans and pleas just as she needed him.

He split from her just for a moment, and he blew on her core making her shiver. All to return to kissing her with more intensity than before. Just like promised, he didn't touch her much. He just kissed...

His hands were wrapped around her thighs, positioning her leg so that they were both more comfortable, and his fingers would assist him only when he needed to spread her folds and reach deeper. But he didn't cross that silent line and continued to keep his word. He resisted the urge to tease her with touch, and he continued with his mouth alone.

It took him more effort, like that, but it was so rewarding when Lara arched her back and left out a louder groan. She clenched the sheets and inhaled sharply, trying to recollect some control over her body. Yet, it didn't work. With that hot, slippery tongue down there, insisting on the right spot at the right time, she couldn't do anything but surrender to the feelings.

He applied more strength when he felt Lara closer to the peak. He increased the pace of his stroke until finally breaking that barrier of resistance, the last drop of her stubbornness.

It had been so long since last time, so Lara was surprised by the intensity of it. Her back arched, her feet curled... Was it like that, making love? Oh, if she knew it earlier, she wouldn't have lived a life like a proper girl. She would have let go of her stupid ideals just to have that bliss again.

«Oh, Nate,» she moaned, her legs quivering and her belly contracting and releasing as waves of pleasure crossed every single cell. She had forgotten one hell of an event! How dare she?

Her trembling body was soon hugged by a pair of strong arms and a hard chest, and she sank her head in it. She sensed Nate's scent and let go of any trace of control. She didn't need it, next to him. She spent the last waves of pleasure like that, cooling down at the air and starting to feel a little cold.

Before she could complain, the cover was wrapped around her, and she flew into slumber with a smile on her face. She was warm, pampered, and her body was shining with happiness. Nothing could disturb her rest.

Nate, on the other hand, was still awake. A kind smile, one of his most gentle ones, was on his lips, and his eyes were spreading love wherever he looked, especially at the woman sleeping in his arms.

He reached out to the switch and turned the lights off, settling in bed and hugging Lara tightly for the night. That bed was deliciously, oh so wonderfully, small. He had to clench her tightly if he wanted to lie there.

He had no strength to go back after witnessing her moment of ecstasy. He wanted to stay next to her and share that chilly night. She had let him kiss her anywhere he wanted; she wouldn't complain about just sleeping there.

After all, he would leave early in the morning before she had time to assault him. For the moment, that was as far as he could go.

«Good night,» he whispered against her hair. He watched her sleeping figure some more in the darkness, caressing her back and feeling every single muscle of her reacting to his proximity.

She was tired, mostly from work and a little from the climax. That new knowledge made Nate beam. The room was lit again by his smile. The moon outside, shyly reappearing after a week of absence, was overshadowed by the happy man in that cosy room.

«Thank you for being back,» he said.