Chapter 12
Rhea parked the vehicle in front of the house and shut off the engine. She hopped out of the vehicle and looked around the village. It was just an hour after sunrise. All of the Decants had returned home and were recovering from the shift. The village was so peaceful, so quiet. She smiled and raked a hand through her hair. She was wearing a blue button up shirt over a pair of blue jeans. Elias had kept his word that the blood would be ready for transport this morning. He had left an ice chest full of bags of blood on ice waiting for her in the living room. With the boys sleeping, she had decided to start preparing the car for departure. She entered the house and smiled at the sprawled-out Nathan who had face-planted the couch. Nathan’s jeans hung loosely off his body like Lincoln’s did, which gave Rhea clear view of the top of his buttocks. She grinned as she briefly contemplated smacking his ass, but she walked past the couch. The boys are exhausted, they need to sleep. She opened her door and jumped in surprise. “Linc?” She whispered. “You should be sleeping.”
Lincoln was sitting at the end of Rhea’s bed. His eyes trailed down her body and he stood up. He walked over to her and closed the door behind her. He smirked as he heard her heartbeat quicken. He placed one hand on either side of the door and caged her between his body and the door. “I couldn’t sleep,” he whispered.
“You need to try.”
“Why are you dressed?”
“I used Decant sleepy time to get us ready for travel,” she whispered. “The blood is in the car with the supplies. I did not think that it was appropriate to make the trip to Xavier’s in clothes that didn’t fit.”
“These fit too well,” Lincoln purred. He had not planned on being so forward with her, but he could not help himself. He was still drowning in her scent, which had only intensified when she entered the room. His skin was still on fire, his body humming in response to hers. It was taking all of his strength to not ravage her. He had meant what he said, he was not going to rush this.
Rhea cocked an eyebrow at him playfully. She leaned forward to press her body into his and smiled when he tensed against her. “You keep a lady waiting, and then disapprove of her clothes?”
“I don’t disapprove at all. I just much prefer seeing you wearing my clothes.”
“If you would like, I can change, but you will need to leave,” she said as she bit her lip.
“Oh, pet, you’re mistaken,” he growled. He pushed his body into hers and her back hit the door behind her. “One way or another, I am watching you take your clothes off.”
“Impatient, are we?” She breathed.
Lincoln dropped his head down and rested his forehead against hers. His lips hovered just above hers, her heavy breathing caressing his lops. “Do you blame me?” he whispered, his voice thick with desire. He placed one hand on the side of her neck softly, his thumb grazing her throat. “Fucking look at yourself, Rhea. You are gorgeous. I have watched so many men want for you, but my want for you was more. You don’t make me feel like a freak, like some bastardized abomination. You make me feel like I belong here.”
“You are no freak or abomination, Master Alpha,” she whispered as she cupped his face with her hands. “You are beautiful in every way. Your strength just intimidates others, so they harm you rather than embrace you. I’ve wanted for you for so long and dealt with the pain of others abusing you. You do belong here, right here with me.” Lincoln pressed his lips to hers and kissed her deeply.
Rhea moaned as she kissed him back hungrily. She wrapped her arms around his neck to bring her body closer to his. He grunted and grabbed her by her ass to lift her up to him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and tangled her hands in his air. His tongue pushed through her lips and entered her mouth. She moaned again as the burn of arousal that was spreading from his body only intensified. I can’t believe this is real, she thought as she tightened her grip around his neck. She gasped slightly as she felt Lincoln’s hands tighten on her ass. He walked them over to the bed backwards and sat down. Rhea readjusted her legs to straddle his waist on the bed. He wrapped his hands in her hair and pulled harshly as he deepened the kiss.
Lincoln felt Rhea pull back from the kiss and opened his eyes with a growl. She was trying to unbutton her shirt. He snarled and ripped the shirt off her body, buttons clattering to the floor. She quickly discarded her bra and Lincoln immediately latched on to her voluptuous breasts. He growled deeply as she sighed against him. Her scent of honeysuckle and peaches pressed into his lips as he tasted her skin. His tongue swirled around one of her nipples softly, then the other one. He trailed kisses up her chest to her throat. He nipped her skin softly as his fangs ached penetration. I need to taste her, he thought. “I have been drowning in your scent all night,” he breathed heavily against her throat. “Please, let me taste you, Ray.”
“Is my Master Alpha begging?” she whispered as she sighed.
“Oh, god yes.”
“That isn’t fair. I can’t taste you, and you tasting me would end this early,” she whispered. He knew that she was right. His erection was so swollen and painful that lavishing in the taste of her blood would release him. “Penetrate me for blood when you penetrate me for pleasure,” she whispered seductively. Lincoln’s canine fangs descended, and he bit through his tongue. He quickly slid his canines away and kissed her again.
Rhea moaned as Lincoln’s blood filled her mouth. She was not able to feed on him with her fangs since he was part Decant, but he was able to feed on her with his Nanta fangs. She drank his blood greedily as her tongue explored along his tongue in the kiss. His blood tasted so sweet, so rich, so divine. It was the best blood that she had ever tasted. She was not sure if that was because he was automatically going to taste like bliss since he was her mate, if it was a result of the two powerful bloodlines that coursed through him, or if it was all of the above. She licked along the wound on his tongue, almost whining in denial. His wound had almost healed.
Lincoln snarled as Rhea’s arousal mingled with her scent and saturated the air. He felt her lips grin and she pulled away from the kiss. She nipped his lips gently with her teeth. His hands roamed down her body until he settled on her ass again. He gripped her tightly and spun them around. He tossed her on the bed and crawled to his prey. His orange eyes burned brightly as he enjoyed the sight of the woman beneath him. The woman who was driving him wild as she bit her lip and looked up at him with her hooded red eyes. Her heartrate was arousingly erratic as he pictured how fast her heart was pumping her delicious blood throughout her body, how she was responding to him.
Rhea quickly removed her jeans and giggled slightly as Lincoln’s eyes widened. She had anticipated today and chosen to go commando. She watched Lincoln hungrily as he undressed as well. His erection was large and thick, swollen with the need for her. Her eyes grazed over his entire body with lust as he did the same to her. He truly is beautiful, she thought. Like a man sculpted by the gods. He crawled back across the bed to her and kissed her. She gasped as she felt the head of his erection graze against the slick lips of her core. He snarled in response and Rhea bucked her body up against his. He growled and bit her lip. “Do you know how hard it is to not fuck you senseless?” He whispered against her neck. “My wolf and I have been wanting to claim you all night.”
“You don’t have to be gentle with me, Linc,” she breathed. “Claim me.”
Lincoln snarled and flipped Rhea over on to her stomach and thrust his cock into her drenched pussy. Both of them moaned in response. His cock grew painful as he fought against releasing in her right then and there. She was so tight and wet for him. He began thrusting into her slowly and she moaned in response. He wrapped a hand around her throat and forced her head back to him. He slid down his fangs and penetrated her neck. He groaned against her skin as her scent of honeysuckle and peaches exploded into his mouth with her blood. He drank greedily as her core’s wetness flooded his cock while he fed. He grunted and began increasing his thrusting to pound into her. He could not hold his release much longer. Her moans grew louder as he thrust even harder in her, which drove him wild. His wolf inside was stirring with raw sexual energy for his mate. He bit into her neck sharply and her moan turned into a scream of pleasure. He grinned and channeled his Nanta speed to support his increase of pounding into her. “Fuck, Linc!” She cried out. “Don’t stop!” Lincoln snarled and thrust faster and harder into her, his cock begging for release painfully. He wanted hers first.
Rhea cried out as her orgasm tore through her. Her body bucked violently against Lincoln’s chest. He snarled into her neck as he drove his fangs even deeper as his body convulsed and he pulsated his orgasm into her. He grunted and thrust into her again as another convulsion rocked his body. He released his hand from her throat and withdrew his fangs from his neck. She shuddered with pleasure at the pain in her neck in contrast with the kisses that he was peppering against it. “My soft beast,” she whispered.
“I ain’t soft yet, pet,” he murmured against her skin as he thrust into her again. He trailed his lips up to her cheek and kissed it gently. “But your beast, absolutely.”
Lincoln turned Rhea’s face to his and kissed her softly. She sighed into the kiss and deepened it. He gently rolled her on to her back and quickly slipped his cock back into her core. He pulsed back to life and began grinding his hips into hers slowly. He kissed her again as he balanced above her on his hands. He sighed as her hand traced over his chest. Her touch continued to calm him and cause him to crave it. His skin was no longer on fire, but he still yearned for her constant touch. Discovering that she was his mate had explained everything; his jealousy, his reaction to her touch, how being around her would lighten his mood. He feared admitting that he was in love with her when he realized it because not all people that were in love became each other’s mate; he feared that would be the case with them and they would be kept apart. I’ve never been so happy to be wrong, he thought.
Rhea slowly moved her hips with Lincoln’s. Her hands trailed back up his chest to cup his face as she continued to kiss him. She felt like she could fly, and the thought made her want to laugh. She had only ever dreamt of being with Lincoln. She had made her peace of their relationship never flourishing past friends years ago. She believed that he would find his mate and she would force herself to truly move on from him. I never thought that I would be his mate, she thought. She kissed him deeper as she relished in him, in the happiness that he was meant for her. He went from beast to lover, and she cherished both sides of him. She always had.
Lincoln groaned as his release poured into Rhea again. His first release had been more powerful, more primal, but this release was gentle. He did not want to just fuck Rhea, he wanted to make love to her, and he made damn sure to deliver both. He swallowed her small moan that invaded his mouth as she orgasmed as well. He thrust into her slowly to ease her back down from her high. He placed one more soft kiss on her lips, then pulled his lips away from hers. “Fuck,” he whispered as he breathed heavily.
“We did,” Rhea whispered back breathlessly. “And we did more.” Lincoln could not help himself as he kissed her again. She giggled in response and he melted as she kissed him back. She always amazed him at how well she understood him. He felt his cock start to twitch back to life within her when there was a knock at the door.
“What?” Lincoln snapped. Rhea bit her bottom lip to keep her laughter at bay. He was cute.
“If you all are done fucking, you woke my ass up,” Nathan grumbled through the door. “We can go home now.” Rhea’s laughter spilled out of her as Lincoln’s face contorted into a scowl. He clearly was not done with this exploration, but she was grateful that Nathan had informed them that he was awake. The only reason that they had not left yet was so that Lincoln and Nathan could rest after the shift. Well, Nathan anyway, she thought as she looked at Lincoln. “We’ll be out in a bit, Nate!” Rhea called.
“Hey, he said if we are done. We are not,” Lincoln chided.
“My beast, I have a feeling that you will go all day if I let you—”
“Is that an invitation?”
“—Which sounds amazing, I will admit,” she laughed as she continued. “But we do still have work to do. After I cure Lillian, I’m all yours, beast. Round and around we go,” she added as she kissed him.
Lincoln kissed Rhea back and growled lightly as his erection promptly swelled inside of her again. “One more time, pet,” he purred.
“One more,” she giggled. “Then we need to leave.”
“Start loading the rest of the stuff in the car, we’ll be out soon!” Lincoln called.
“Sounds good. Oh, and by the way? It’s about fucking time,” Nathan said. As soon as Lincoln heard Nathan’s footsteps retreat, he kissed Rhea deeply and began making love to her again.