Carol’s Mate: Chapter Ten

Being Mark’s lover was a heady experience. In her near-virginal state, she didn’t have the necessary emotional savvy to handle how he made her feel. Her one previous sexual encounter had taught her it was hard to hide anything in a houseful of shape-shifters who, with one sniff, could smell sex and identify the culprits. Between the alpha and Alex, the guys of the pack quickly learned to turn their attentions elsewhere or suffer the consequences.

She reveled in being able to touch, taste, and fuck to her heart’s content. The more sex they had, the more she wanted. Her world narrowed to Mark and school. Even her grades would have suffered if it hadn’t been for Mark. He forced her to study and to attend class, stating they’d come too far and were too near the end to mess up now.

For the first time in her life, Carol was in love. It was breathtaking, exhilarating, and so incredibly wrong. Their very relationship was taboo and destined not to last, which made her desperate and greedy to capture and hold on to every moment they spent together.

Mark virtually moved in. When he wasn’t with her, she was with him at his place, but he had a roommate. It was only in her town house—or rather, the pack’s town house—that they could truly be alone. There wasn’t a room in which they hadn’t made love. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other, and when Mark confessed his love for her, she was over the moon.

He spoke of the future as though it was understood they would be spending it together. This would be the last semester of classes for both of them. The next phase was internship before they earned their respective degrees. Because of their fields of study, their options were almost limitless.

The alpha would understand, she told herself. She loved Mark, and it was all that mattered. She was ready to give up everything—her pack, her home, her chance to have children of her own—to be with him. Somehow, someway, she’d pay back the money the pack had spent financing her education.

It would all work out. Please, God, let it work.

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“Mmm, that feels good.” Mark’s hands tightened painfully in her hair.

Mouth full of cock, Carol hummed her appreciation, loving the way his thighs clinched and his hips jerked in response.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he groaned. “Suck it just like that.”

She swallowed the entire length, loving the way he smelled. She smiled inwardly when her wolf rolled over onto its back, luxuriating as the residue of their combined cum coated her nose. It was pleased that she’d left her mark on him, however temporarily. With her wolf so close to the surface, every sensation was magnified—touch, taste, sight, hearing, smell.

She slowly withdrew until only the tip was in her mouth, sucking strongly as she did so.

“Fuck, baby.”

Mmm, not yet, but soon. Her nether lips were still swollen and slick from their earlier joining, but she was hungry for more. She slowly slid her fingers down her stomach to stroke her throbbing clit.

“Are you touching yourself, Carol? Is sucking my cock making you hot?”

Carol released him long enough to murmur, “Yes,” then took him back into her mouth.

“Swing that pussy around here, and let me eat you out.”

At his order, a delicious shudder shook her body. Rising quickly to her knees, she crawled alongside his body, turning so she straddled his face. Mark’s hands came up to grip her hips, positioning her to his liking, then licked her from clit to anus.

“Hey, I wasn’t ready,” she complained.

“Too bad. I am.” He licked her again, this time swirling his tongue around her protruding, oh-so-sensitive nub.

Not to be outdone, Carol quickly lowered her lips and scooped his penis up so it filled her mouth. She suckled strongly, then swallowed, smiling when his fingers dug into her hips.

“So you want to play?”

Carol hummed her agreement, knowing the vibration would drive him crazy.

“Okay, baby. Show me what you’ve got, but remember who holds the title of King of Pleasure.”

What followed were several moments of slurping, licking, and sucking, as each fought to bring the other off without coming themselves.

Carol was trying her best to focus on everything but what Mark was doing between her thighs when a familiar-sounding vehicle turned into the cul-de-sac and she tensed.

“What’s wrong?” Mark asked, displaying his sensitivity to her sudden change of mood.

When the car slowed to a stop outside of the town house, Carol forgot about sex, scrambled off the bed, and flew to the bedroom window, which overlooked the street. “Shit! Hurry; get dressed,” she hissed.

She panicked. There was no disguising what she’d been doing, or with what. Damn, she thought she’d have more time. She should have known they’d come to check up on her, especially after she blew off Thanksgiving and the entire Christmas break to spend time with Mark. Not that she’d do things differently, given a second chance. Mark had wined and dined her, treating her like a queen. Dates to the movies, the mall, flea markets, not to mention the fine restaurants and nightclubs he’d taken her to or the gifts he’d showered on her. Anything she’d wanted was hers for the asking. That kind of thing quickly went to a girl’s head.

Mark still lay propped up on the pillows, languidly stroking his erect cock. “Come back to bed. Whoever it is will go away when we don’t open the door.”

Scrambling around, she snatched his jeans and sweatshirt off the floor and threw them at him. “It’s my guardians,” she informed him in a fierce whisper as two car doors slammed shut.