Constance was shocked by how deep, how hot, how fucking needy the kiss was.
He broke the kiss first, but his lips trailed down her neck, brushing across her pulse, and she whimpered.
His teeth scored across her flesh, the slight edge of pain heightening her own release.
“Do you have any idea what I want to do to you?” he asked.
“No.”
Gage took her hand and placed it right on top of his dick. The hard length of him surprised her. “That is all you, Connie. No one else. I want to fuck you.”
“Then do it,” she said.
“I will, when you’re good and ready.” He put his fingers beneath her chin and tilted her head back. He pressed a quick kiss against her lips.
“You don’t think I’m ready now?”
“No. I will know when you’re ready, and when you are, there is going to be no stopping me.”
His words sounded like a promise. One she wanted him to keep.
This was insane.
Within one week, she’d been rejected and claimed by the man she truly wanted. She couldn’t help but keep pinching herself, expecting something bad to go wrong. Good things never happened to her.
****
Gage had shown a great deal of restraint. Seeing Connie losing control, in the middle of the throes of orgasm, the wolf within him had wanted to fuck her, to start scenting her so no other male within the pack would even get close, not even her mate.
With Tanner under his roof, he knew he had a delicate situation to handle. One he didn’t fucking need right now.
After her orgasm, he’d helped her get dressed and sent her to go prepare for some lunch.
He had every intention of fucking Connie senseless. The cravings that stirred within him were not lessening but getting stronger with every passing second. He wanted her so badly.
In all his years of being alpha, he’d never felt this overwhelming need to claim a woman. Connie had dug her claws in right to his core, and what was worse, she didn’t even know it either.
He headed to the kitchen, intent on cooking to clear his mind.
Tanner was in the kitchen as he entered. His son had a bowl of cereal within his grasp.
They didn’t speak as he opened the fridge and began to pull out some ingredients.
“Do you plan on impressing her with your mad cooking skills?” Tanner asked.
“Why does this bother you?” Gage closed the fridge and turned toward his son. “You were all over Tiffany wanting to be your mate. Now you’re upset about me taking care of a pack female.”
“She’s not just any female though, is she? It’s Connie.” Tanner’s face was all screwed up as if he couldn’t imagine for the life of him why anyone would be attracted to her.
“I hope you’re ready for the consequences of your decision,” Gage said.
She held her hands up, shaking her head at the same time she moved toward the chair she had occupied yesterday. “I’m fine. Honestly.” She locked her fingers together with a smile. “You think I’m beautiful?”
“Yes, I do. I always thought you were beautiful.”
“That’s nice.”
He frowned at her. “What is?”
“You’re the first person to call me beautiful. My parents were obsessed with me looking the part of the pack. They felt I wasn’t working to my full potential.”