Bad Love: An Alpha's Regret (Leah and Aaron) novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207
The kiss goes from zero to one hundred in a second flat.
My body is coming alive, wolf and man in complete harmony as our mate lavishes us with loving attention.
Leah urges me back and then climbs on top of me.
I settle my hands on her hips as the kiss gets deeper and hotter, and I flex my fingers into the supple give of her flesh, rocking her hips rhythmically against mine.
Clothes start disappearing, both of us desperate to feel the warm press of naked skin against each other.
I want her now, even as I want to stretch this moment
between us into infinity.
Back at the Council Meeting Hall, I hadn’t let myself think when I’d taken Leah, because things were so complicated between us and I knew there was a chance giving into the physical pull between us-between our wolves-would likely
only make things more complicated.
Now, however, I can relish the feel of her sanity skin beneath.
my hands, the way her breath catches, the way she moans
that sets me aflame.
Eventually, however, I grow impatient.
I break the kiss to look up at my mate. Her hair is tumbling wild around her shoulders, full breasts peaked and blushing, her expression one of sensual bliss.
My Luna is a sight to behold.
This full, bursting feeling fills my chest.
Leah is mine.
No other woman or mate will ever measure up to her, and I’m both relieved and grateful that nothing happened to her tonight.
I refuse to ever let anything like that happen again.
Next time, I won’t be so caught off guard.
I roll us, putting Leah beneath me, barely giving her the chance to settle and catch her breath before I’m siding into the welcoming, wet heat of her.
She throws her head back and moans her approval, and my wolf is practically purring at the sight.
I measure each stroke, reading her body, keeping control of her pleasure and how fast it’s building up.
I relearn her body, feeling an ache within me at how much
I’ve missed her these past months, between her coma and my self-imposed exile.
There were times when I thought we would never have this
between us again.
I won’t take the gift of this moment for granted.
Maybe I can’t say the words right now, but with every touch, I try to show her what she means to me.
Leah is soon lost to pleasure and my wolf is glowing with pride that we can take our mate apart so effectively.
When she comes, it’s beautiful and powerful, and I feel the
waves of her love wash over me.
The mating bond is a powerful thing.
I never imagined it could be like this.
Now I understand why my father was a shell of himself after
my mother was killed in the pack wars.
Now I get why mated wolves lose their minds when their mate
Is threaten lea.
It’s not a logical thing that can be reasoned away. It’s this soul-deep force that can create or destroy worlds.
Leah wriggles out from beneath me and then climbs on top of
me once more, a beautiful smile on her face, cheeks flushed
and eyes bright.
As I sink back and she starts to ride me, I think I must be the luckiest Alpha in the entire world.