And Then The River Went Dry (Wolf Creed Pack, 1)

Running with the pack was an exhilarating experience for him every time but especially now that he had his mate, made it even more special. He spent most of the night frolicking with them in his wolf form, excitingly showing off his territory to his mate until it seemed that she was getting tired. Max nudged Carmeta back towards the pack house, passing many mated couples having more than enough fun. Both he and his wolf were excited about the idea of completing the mating bond by joining their body as one and he was pretty sure that the waves of lust wafting off his body, she could smell. They both shifted when they were at the back door and ran butt naked up the stairs towards their apartment, laughing when they finally closed the door behind them. He honestly didn't know that he had a playful side to him, not until her. She was beautiful with her falls of curly hair like a wild curtain down her back, her beautiful caramel skin that glistens in the room's soft moonlight. She was breathtaking. He reached up and pulled a twig from her hair then ran the back of his hand against her cheek.

"You can use the master bathroom; I'll use the other one" he whispered before giving her a light peck on her lips.

She looked both surprised and disappointed but nodded before turning to the room. He smiled inwardly while he watched her heart-shaped butt jiggle away then whispered soon, before heading to the other bathroom.

In the shower, Max washed off the mud and grime from his run in the wild. He was finally able to let his body feel free without scaring Carmeta with his length and girth. His third leg stood straight and proud as the soothing pours of water and soap suds slid over the shaft. He had to fight with all his willpower to hide his lust physically because it seemed that his little mate was a bit shy when it came to being intimate with him, even in her wolf form. He thought to himself with a smile, she acted like a virgin most of the time even though he could often smell her sweet nectar ripening with lust. Doing a quick towel dry, he headed back to the room where he found Carmeta adding a rose-scented oil to her legs. He really couldn't punish himself anymore in waiting to indulge in her sweet flesh and walked straight to her just as she turned around in shock at how silent he entered the room. He captured her lips with his like a starving man. After that devouring kiss that took everything from her, Carmeta shyly looked him in the eyes.

"Max, hmm, I've never done it before. Actually, you're the first person I kissed unless you count Maya but that was in preschool and it was kinda by accident, I think."

He was stunned and pleased with knowing that she waited for him instead of succumbing to her natural instincts. He didn't doubt for one minute that it wasn't a painful ordeal but she did it anyway.

"You're amazing you know that?" He whispered then captured her lips with his again.

His knee wedged its way between her thighs all the way up until her damp, pulsing center sat neatly on top of it. Max slid his tongue and lips across her lips to her neck, probing, teasing, and exploring the contours of her face. He lapped at her pulse while she shyly released the sweetest sound of moans. She was becoming increasingly aware of his hot body pulsing to his rapid heartbeat as he crushed her to him.

The sensation of his tongue lapping so delicately over her neck as it traveled down to her breast was nearly her undoing. Her mind was being torn open and the invasion of a male presence that was familiar to her pushed its way in. She felt everything he felt plus her own which kept bouncing back and forth between them, increasing her pleasure to unimaginable heights. The hammering in her head became a deafening roar as she climbed higher and higher.

He was hard and thick but her pleasure and moan were increasing his length beyond anything he'd ever experienced. He almost exploded on the spot just thinking about her lips wrapped around him. Max slid his hand on the back of her hair and pulled it back before fastening his lips on hers again. Heat spread inside his lower belly like hot molasses. His mouth fed hers, tongues dueling to the death, his free hand exploring her breast and her soft pliable body molded to his.

She couldn't think straight anymore, all she could do is feel as if her mind was in the chaos of passion. He was her guide in the throws of pleasure that ripped from the deepest part of her feminine core. She watched with fascination as his beautiful eyes slowly veined with gold. Her nipple became swelled with the attention of his skillful fingers as he rolled, plucked, and squeezed. Her lungs refused to cooperate as her body labored for oxygen and him. His hand slid lower down her body to her joined warmth and her body tensed up. Waiting. Needing. Longing. She screamed in utter pleasure as he slipped one finger between her folds, stroking her insides until she was pleading with him for more. He withdrew his finger and she cried in displeasure.

He laid her gently on the bed, sprawled naked out like a platter of food. His hands claimed her body for a slow exploration. Shyly, Carmeta traced her hands over him, memorizing every ridge of each muscle. She wanted to feel the thickness of him in her palms but he had other ideas.

"Babe that will be my undoing" he whispered against her ear as he grabbed her roaming hands and then he kissed his way down her body.

He loved the smooth expanse of her flesh, the way it felt beneath his fingertips. Her curls were fierce and got valley to her scorching core and he could not resist dipping his finger in.

"Max please!" Carmeta cried, her body was too tense and hot. She needed more. Had to have more.

He plunged a second finger in deep and stretched, so much so that she gasped. Her hips bucked against his hand and her moans increased. Around him, her muscles clenched and juices flowed. He lapped at it like his life depended on it. In his eyes, Carmeta could see a blaze of possession, a ruthless stamp set on his face, and his touch of ownership. His fingers slid out of her and his tongue lapped at the last of her juices on his fingers and her folds.

Max caught Carmeta's hips in his hand and pulled her down until her ass was to the edge of the bed and her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. His erection was heavy and thick to the point that his head was ultra-sensitive.

"I want you to relax for me" he whispered as he slowly pushed into her.

His body shuddered with pleasure because she was like a slick fist, hot and velvety soft but tight. He forced himself to take his time as he forced himself deeper and deeper into her body. Carmeta moaned with each slow push as she felt him invading her body with thick hardness. Her body adjusted to accommodate his size and he pushed past her final barrier to nest himself fully inside her. He moved slowly at first, ensuring that she showed no signs of discomfort. When she lifted her hips to meet his every thrust, he began to lose himself in the sensation of her warm body, going harder and faster, driving deeper to draw the passion within them. The gyration of their bodies caused her breast to jiggle with motions which made him grow in her even more. She was magnificent to him and he wanted this to last forever but his body had other plans for too long he wanted to possess her. The brutality that was laced in his DNA that he tried so hard to hide from her came forth and he couldn't help but thrust ferociously to the point of being brutal into her. His wolf demanded he mark her as his and half shifted and bit her by the nape of her neck. She cried out in pure ecstasy as her wolf demanded the same of her. When he released her neck from his hold he lapped at the mark with satisfaction before baring his neck to her. She marked him as well and he felt his toes curl, the pressure beginning to build higher and higher. His hands pinned her to him as he erupted jets of hot cream inside her, triggering her own intense release which gripped, tightened, and milked him dry. He collapsed on top of her, momentarily sated.

"I didn't hurt you right?" Max asked after a moment, burying his face between her breast.

"No, you were amazing." She said as she stroked his head. He rolled over, bringing her with him.

"I know I was a little rough at the end." He said as he placed one hand on her hip and the other lifted the weight of her breast.

"I didn't mind," she said shyly then he swiped her hair off her shoulders.

"I love the look of my mark on you. It turns me on!" He said seductively. Carmeta was surprised when she felt Max growing in her.

The next day after the night was spent having his every sexual desire met, Max watched his mate practically whip the new trainee enforcers into battle shape, showing them a thing or two.

"She's definitely a keeper" Miles said as he watched Carmeta moved with the grace of a ballet dancer on the training field.

The fact that she was fighting them in their wolf form and her in her human was astonishing, to say the least. Max had a goofy smile plastered on his face, knowing that he hit the jack pot when it came to mates. When one of the trainees managed to get a punch in on his mate, Max did a warning growl which made every trainee take several steps away from Carmeta. She shot him a warning look and pointed to the pack house and he took several steps back with his hands in the air and a cocky smile on his face.

"It's just instinct babe!"

"Well, instinct elsewhere or I'll kick your ass!"