Talons

Chapter 14: The Beta's Mate

Robin’s POV

Luke carried me back to the packhouse, but not before stopping and bidding goodnight to several people along the way. I was absolutely mortified, but my wolf is completely submissive to our mate.

He is claiming me, letting everyone know that I belonged to him, and while part of me wanted to break his neck for embarrassing me, another part was happy that he feels comfortable flaunting our relationship.

Not all fated couples are happy with who they are given, but Luke seemed more than satisfied.

We entered his room, and Luke set me on the bed, laying down beside me, but not touching me at all, which was in a way torture.

“Go ahead and sniff around, no one has been in this room either.” My face turned red before my mate pushed me back and crawled over me. “There is no one from this pack, and of the women there were, none of them can ever compare to you.”

“How do you know? You and I haven’t even done anything yet.” I didn’t mean to sound whiny, but the thought of my mate with other women felt like crap.

“Listen to me.” Luke lifts my chin to meet his eyes. “I know it sounds crazy, but I had a feeling you were mine.” He plants a gentle kiss on my lips before continuing. “From the moment you turned seventeen I could only see you, and as hard as it has been, there has not been a woman since.” Luke stares at me as if waiting for a reply.

“I-” He cuts me off.

“You don’t have to tell me.” I can tell by Luke’s expression that he feels exactly how I felt a second ago. I shake my head vigorously, wanting to put his thoughts to rest.

“No, Luke, I haven’t. I have been waiting for my mate.” I cup his face and I see a complexity of emotions on it.

“The rumors?” Luke’s voice was almost quivering.

“All started by me. I thought I would be mated to Colt, and I hoped he would reject me.” Luke lays his full body weight over me in a desperate attempt to be as close as possible. He presses his forehead against mine, sending tingles through my whole body before replying.

“I was so scared tonight, and when you ran, I thought you were disappointed.” I can hear the vulnerability in Luke’s words.

“I was scared too.”

“Why?”

“Because as soon as I turned around, I knew that I already loved you.” Luke presses a hungry kiss onto my lips, and I melt into him.

I didn’t even feel it when my clothes came off, but the moment I noticed they were gone, I became instantly embarrassed.

I did not wear sexy lingerie; the color of my underwear has faded out and my bra is plain cotton.

Luke doesn’t even seem to notice as he uses his finger to trace the shape of my body. I am not boxy or curvy, but somewhere in between.

My breasts are decent, but because I spend a lot of time in the gym, I am very toned, so I don’t have the attributes associated with femininity, but I can tell my mate is unbothered.

“How do I make this special for you?” he asks, and I repeat to him some of the promises he made to me earlier in the night. “We have forever for that, but tonight I want to make sure it's all about you.” Luke cannot smell my arousal, but if he could, he would know how sexy that sentence was to me.

“Maybe we can take a bath together?” Luke smiles brightly, seemingly pleased with the suggestion.

I have never really seen him smile, and my heart flutters. He heads to the attached bathroom and I can hear him filling the tub, but when he comes back, he doesn’t look excited.

“I don’t have romantic stuff to put in the water,” he says, making me giggle. Luke is six-four, well built, with dark hair and features.

With the way his caramel brown eyes contrast with his jet-black hair, he almost looks like a movie villain, so seeing him pout because he doesn’t have bubble bath, is nothing short of funny.

“It's okay. I'm not a bath bomb kind of girl." I get up and pull Luke into the restroom with me. I start to unbutton his dress shirt, making sure to take my time, but Luke cannot wait. He rips the shirt off making me laugh.

"Are you still trying to torture me?" He asks, pulling me into his now bare chest. His scent is too much, and I lose my voice again.

Before I know what is happening, I am stark naked, and Luke is down to just his boxers. The thin fabric does nothing to hide his massive erection and my breath hitches.

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Luke pulls my hands toward the band of his shorts so I can pull them down for him, and as soon I freed his manhood, it sprang forward.

I look up with wide eyes, and see he is wearing a satisfied smile; my mate is beautiful.

Luke gets into the tub, and I follow. We start laughing because neither of us thought this idea through. He is too big, and at five-tenish, I am no small girl who can squeeze around him.

We switch gears and turn the romantic bath into a sensual shower.

Instead of just washing each other, we take turns teasing one another, but it's obvious that I am winning.

I kneel in front of Luke, using his sponge to wash his leg before ‘accidentally’ brushing his tip with my lips.

I move to the other leg letting it happen again, this time with my lips slightly parted and Luke loses it.

“f*ck it, I tried,” he says lifting me out of the shower and speed walking toward his bed. His kisses are painful, but the sparks of the mate bond mute any pain I feel.

I know Luke can smell me now and with the way his eyes are flashing, he is holding on by a thread.

I wrap my legs around him, and he takes the hint, entering me fully without warning or giving me time to prepare.

I toss my head back as my body arches off the bed, trying to get used to the fullness I am feeling.

Luke isn’t moving, but he is studying my expression carefully, waiting for me to say or do something.

It takes time for me to compose myself, because emotions are swirling within me that are becoming overwhelming.

I want to cry, yet I want to laugh, I am in pain, but it feels so good. My eyes stay closed, and Luke kisses my forehead.

He must have realized that I was struggling to process, because he starts placing reassuring kisses all over my face.

When I finally open my eyes, tears fall from them, and Luke wipes them away with his thumb. “Did I hurt you?” he asks. His voice laced with worry and oddly enough, desire.

“You can never hurt me,” I whisper, and that was all the permission Luke needed to give me exactly what I have been asking for.

My body bounces as Luke moves in and out of me. He isn’t being rough, but he is moving vigorously. I can tell he is fighting back his wolf, and it's a complete turn on that they both want me.

My wolf growls in my mind, telling me to stay away from her mate until after she has had him.

I chuckle out loud, and Luke must have taken it as an insult, because he flips me over, and this time, he really let loose.

I’m a moaning, screaming, and whimpering mess as I feel his manhood entering my body. There is still pain, but the pleasure is more intense, and I start to feel a build up inside of me that I know is an orgasm, but it feels different.

The sensation is too much, and I try to move away from Luke, but he grabs my hips and keeps me still.

“Please,” I beg. I don’t really know what I am begging for, but it seems like the right thing to say, and I don’t know how, but I can feel Luke smirking at that.

The pleasure builds on itself, but my release hasn’t come, and I realize it's because Luke has slowed down. He flips, then lifts me so that I am straddling him and enters me while standing on his knees.

“Can I mark you beautiful?” He asks, and just like that, a strong orgasm rips through me, making my body spasm. I try to pull away from Luke by pulling him...closer?

It doesn’t make sense, but somehow, the only thing I can think to do is wrap my arms around his neck.

Luke doesn’t stop with his ministrations. He is still moving in and out of me, and my wolf urges me forward. I feel my teeth elongating, and I make the briefest eye contact with Luke before we simultaneously mark one another.

It's painful in the beginning, but eventually the pain turns into a pleasure so intense that it is almost unreal. Luke is just as affected by my mark, and I feel his seed filling me before we both flop on the mattress in complete defeat.

Luke moves only just enough to pull me in closer to him and cover our naked bodies with a blanket. I don’t even know how he has strength left.

He plants a kiss on my fresh mark, and my core throbs, making me moan. Luke chuckles at my reaction, and I know he can sense it.

“Promise that we will shower together from now on.” Luke cuddled against me, filling me with a warmth I never knew I needed.

“I promise.”