Mated by Desiree Holt Read Free Book Online

indiscriminately as some. But she’d never met a man with whom she shared such explosive sexual chemistry. Was she really his mate? Could she create a relationship like the one Regan and Brian had?
    Yes! Her inner self shouted, even as she worked feverishly to strip off her slacks and panties.
    Cale had yanked his belt from his jeans, pulled the zipper down and freed himself.
    “I feel like a rutting hog,” he rasped as he reached for her. “But Jesus, Linnea , you just do it to me. I can’t even wait to get my clothes off.”
    “Don’t wait,” she urged. “Hurry.”
    She was already so aroused she was on the verge of an orgasm, and he’d done nothing but kiss her. Her eyes raked over his magnificent cock as he took it in his hand and guided it to her opening. She was already soaking wet and pulsing, her need for him clawing through her. The moment he entered her, small spasms rocketed through her, stealing her breath.
    Mine!
    The word echoed through her and a fierce possessive streak gripped her. It hadn’t even been twenty-four hours since they’d met and already she wanted to put her brand on him. Was that what he’d meant? Was that what mating was all about?
    Then he drove fully into her and all rational thought fled. He filled every inch of her, stretching her, sending such pleasure through her she wanted to clamp onto the feeling and never let go of it. She forced her eyes open and saw Cale’s black ones staring at her, tiny glints of gold licking the onyx like flames.
    “Don’t close your eyes, Linnea . Watch me while I fuck you.”
    He held her gaze with almost magnetic force as he thrust into her harder and faster. This was primal sex at its highest level. No foreplay. No soft music. No kissing and stroking. Just the most elemental of sex binding two people together. She could see his wolf gleaming in his eyes and feel its power in the movement of his body. She revelled it, relished it, welcomed it.
    Wrapping her legs around him, she locked her ankles into place and lifted herself to meet him stroke for stroke. He pounded into her, his eyes never leaving hers. Nothing existed except her and this man and the act itself, and that was like a match to her senses. Her blood raced, boiling in her veins.
    They exploded together and she came totally apart, splintering and shattering. Violent spasms rocked her, the muscles of her pussy clamping hard onto his cock as if trying to drag it even deeper inside her body. He pumped into her again and again, finally holding himself taut as every muscle strained, and he threw back his head.
    “ Linnea !”
    His voice thundered through her, possessing her as much as the sex itself had done.
    She tightened against him with every muscle of her body, her heels digging into the small of his back. She kept herself wrapped around him until the last tiny aftershock had subsided and her muscles were so limp her legs dropped of their own accord.
    Cale dropped forwards, catching his weight on his forearms and resting his forehead on hers. “Look at me,” he commanded again when she closed her eyes.
    She dragged them open. There was such heat and possessiveness radiating from him that for the first time since Cathy’s disappearance she felt safe. Secure. Wanted. Desired. And in the place where she belonged.
    “Mine,” he growled.
    “Yours,” she agreed breathlessly. “Yes, yours.”
    He eased himself slowly from her body. “We need to clean up before Brian and Regan get here.”
    She nodded. “A shower. Right now.” She couldn’t help the grin that stole over her face. “But all things considered, it would probably be better if we took them separately.”
    “You’re right. I’ll get my things.”
    She sat up. “I saw the duffel you brought in. Did you drive down to the ranch?”
    He shook his head. “Just did a little shopping. I’m not leaving until we get this resolved. My ranch is in good hands. If I have to make a quick trip, we’ll do it on a weekend and