Callan, page 7
part #5 of Undercover Shifters Series
“It’s forever, Hannah.”
I nodded. “Make it forever and then some.” I wrapped my fingers around his neck as he pushed my knees open, settling his cock between my folds. I was ready for his bear to make me his.
His hips rocked, coating his shaft in my juices. My nipples felt raw as they rubbed against the hard planes of his chest. If he didn’t take me, I thought I would splinter into a million pieces. I needed this. I needed him.
He pushed the tip of his wide cock to my entrance and I hissed at how he stretched me.
“Forever,” he whispered.
“Forever,” I answered as he buried himself inside me with one powerful thrust as his mouth covered my neck and his fangs extended. I wasn’t prepared for the searing pain near my shoulder as he sank his teeth into my skin. His cock pumped wildly and I screamed out as he penetrated me, taking me, making me his, claiming me as his mate for life.
I gasped for air, and clawed at his back. I’d never felt such intensity and power coursing through my body at the same time. The orgasm came out of nowhere as I began to quiver and convulse around his shaft. I had to let go of the control and give it to my mate. Somehow I knew this was part of the claiming. I had to trust him with my body while he took me under. While he made me his in every way.
He kissed my neck, withdrawing his fangs as I ricocheted with the orgasm. He thrust into me, pushing me to a new level. Callan rolled on his side, drawing me to his chest and throwing my leg in the air so that he could hold me open while he pumped in an out of me. His eyes traveled to where our bodies were connected.
“Oh my God,” I moaned. I came again at this new angle while he sliced deeper.
Without missing a beat, he rolled me one more time so that I was no longer on my side, but on my stomach. He managed all of this while his cock stayed deep inside me.
I cried out for release, as the pressure built again. His body covered mine. He licked my bite mark as my hips jerked beneath him for more.
“Shhh,” he soothed. “There’s more.”
I shook my head. “It’s so much.”
“You’re almost completely mine, Hannah.”
“I want to be yours,” I whimpered.
His lips traveled from my shoulder to the nape of my neck, while he adjusted my hips in the air, still firmly buried in my walls. He knew I couldn’t push up on my palms this time, or even grip the headboard with a hurt hand. Instead, he positioned me on my forearms, making my ass rise even higher in the air.
I heard the growl emanate from his chest as his hands coasted over my ass, along my thighs, and spreading my knees. I’d never felt so vulnerable or exposed before. But I trusted Callan. I trusted my mate to complete our union. With another thrust he was even deeper and I cried out from the impact.
Callan pulled out and slammed into me again. My neck fired with a zing as electric as what was happening in my core. Holy hell. What was happening? My entire body was alive. It wasn’t pain. It was erotic. It was primal. The bite didn’t hurt any longer. It felt good. I felt good everywhere.
“Oh fuck me,” I begged.
Callan grunted as he pumped in and out of my swollen entrance. “You feel so fucking amazing.” His fingers sank to my hips and I wondered if it was possible for two people to climb under each other’s skin. That’s what it felt like was happening. As if, if he fucked me hard enough, we would become one.
“You’re mine, Hannah. My mate, forever.”
He gave a powerful tug on my clit as the final orgasm hit me and Callan unloaded his seed deep in my walls. He hilted himself as far as he could, unleashing a glorious wash of light and pleasure with his release.
I panted, trying to find center. Searching for gravity.
“Oh my God,” I whispered. “I love you. I meant to tell you I loved you.” I breathed into the pillow while we each pulsed from the avalanche of climaxes.
“I love you too.” He dripped with sweat. It reminded me of the first time I laid eyes on him. “I don’t want to move, baby.”
I bit my bottom lip. “Curl up behind me. I promise I won’t say anything stupid this time.”
He laughed, maneuvering carefully so that his cock didn’t slide from between my legs. Neither one of us wanted the claiming to be over.
He pulled me against his chest. “I need to tell you something else.”
“What?” I felt sleepy despite how high the sun had risen outside.
“I’m probably going to be asleep for the next twenty-four hours.” His eyes started to close.
I stared at him. “The whole time?” I asked.
“No. But the claiming takes a lot out of a bear,” he explained. “Just don’t be upset with me tomorrow. It’s a once in a lifetime thing. I swear. I’ll be full-strength soon.”
I smiled, running my hand along his sculpted bicep. “Do you think you could claim me again before you lose all your energy?” I teased.
His eyes flew open, and I felt the rigid hardness surge inside me. “I think I can claim my mate a few times more.” He waggled his eyebrows as he pulled me to him, and I moaned with pleasure. How did I get so lucky?
Epilogue
Callan
I adjusted the tie under the collar, trying to straighten it. I checked the lapel in the mirror. The flower Ava insisted I wear was crooked. I heard the door open.
“Hey, man.” It was Nolan.
“Hey.” I nodded at him. He was wearing an almost identical tux.
“This whole thing makes me glad we did a private ceremony,” he joked.
“Thanks.” I extended my hand for the glass of bourbon he shoved in my direction. We clinked glasses.
“To the Lance women.”
“To the Lance women,” I echoed.
We both downed the shots and I shook my head. Hannah was already my mate. The claiming had been fucking unbelievable. We had everything we wanted together. Why in the hell was I nervous about a human wedding ceremony? The most powerful bonding experience was already complete.
“I think I hear violins.” Nolan raised his eyebrows. “You pick that music?”
I huffed. “Do I seem like a violin kind of guy?”
He chuckled. “Come on, you’re doing this for your mate. This is what she wants.”
“I know. If it makes her happy. It makes me happy.”
Nolan slapped me on the back and I walked with him downstairs to the boutique lobby of the inn Hannah had chosen for our ceremony.
It was a small bed and breakfast. It wasn’t like Hunter’s Lake was filled with huge resorts. This wasn’t Denver. She had fallen in love with how romantic it looked and after one visit, booked it. I didn’t think I could deny her anything. Especially, not after I discovered she was carrying my cub.
Nolan and I took our places in front of the fireplace. The small crowd of guests stood when Hannah entered the room. My eyes welled and I almost doubled over, laughing at myself for getting so emotional. But I couldn’t help it. I saw her and the future we were going to have and it hit me like another avalanche. She was my forever.
Hannah took a step toward me. Ava walked with her. They decided one sister should give the other away. It was fitting that she welcomed her to the shifter world.
Hannah met me at the end of the aisle. “You look stunning,” I whispered.
“You look pretty good too.” She crinkled her nose.
My eyes dropped to her belly, where our baby was growing stronger every day. It was the biggest secret to keep from the family, but we were both determined to share the news after the wedding.
We read our vows to each other off little cards. I barely remembered mine. Hannah cried. Ava cried. I even thought some of the guys from the squadron wiped their eyes. I couldn’t be sure.
By the time the judge told me to kiss my bride, my arms were around her and my mouth covered hers. She purred under my lips and I knew I was so fucking lucky to have found her.
The guests cheered.
“Ready for this?” I asked.
Hannah nodded. “I’m going to dance the rest of the night with you.”
I clasped her hand, as the guests tossed petals on us and we ran along the aisle, husband and wife. The reception was outside behind the inn, but I pulled Hannah into one of the downstairs bedrooms before we had to face the guests. I looked around, realizing it was the bridal suite where she and Ava had gotten ready for the wedding. There were flowers and suitcases strewn around.
“What are you doing?” she giggled. Her face was flush, and she was glowing. I’d never seen her look more beautiful.
“Kissing my wife.” I backed her against the wall and took her in my arms. “I love you so damn much.” My mouth crashed against hers and I kissed her like the first time. As if I needed to know everything about her.
She sighed. “If you keep kissing me like that, we might not make it to the reception.”
“Is that a promise?” I winked.
She twisted her lips together. “I promise.” Her eyes fired and I growled, twisting the lock behind her back.
“Callan,” she whispered.
“Shh,” I warned her. “Or they’ll know exactly what we’re doing in here.” I pulled the layers of white up to her hips, and slid my fingers to her pussy. “Oh baby,” I groaned. I pushed a finger inside her as she bucked into the motion. She was slick with want.
I unzipped the tux pants and my cock stood at attention. Ready to take her. Ready to bury myself inside her.
“This is so dirty,” she whispered. “I’m wearing my wedding dress.”
“Want me to stop?” I teased, hiking her leg to my waist. I slid the matching white panties to the side enough to push past them with my dick.
“Oh God no.” She shook her head as I pushed the tip of my cock to her entrance. “Fuck me, Callan.”
I grinned as I thrust into her. She rode me with as much urgency as I had. Pregnancy hormones had made her insatiable. We couldn’t get enough of each other, and I knew we never would. This was the life we shared together now. Wild sex was only part of what we had together.
“Oh, fuck,” she moaned as she panted. “I can’t stop.”
“Why would you?” I teased, kissing her. “Come, baby. Come hard. You are the bride. Just how many orgasms did you register for?”
She broke free, shattering around my steel shaft, convulsing and vibrating in my arms. I watched in awe as my wife tumbled through her orgasm. I carried her the rest of the way to the bed and laid her on her back. I hitched her free leg to my waist and began pumping in and out. Each thrust was more primal than the last until I felt the certain bullseye at my spine. I knew I was going to come. I just had to contain the beast within, or everyone would know I was in here fucking my wife.
I groaned as the release hit me and I spilled it in violent bursts inside her pussy. Hannah bit her lip, and wiggled for more.
I leaned toward her, kissing her gently. “You are so fucking amazing.”
“So are you.”
“Hold on.” I left her and walked into the adjacent bathroom, returning with a towel. “For you.”
“Thank you.” She sat forward, adjusting her wedding gown after she cleaned up.
I offered her my hand. “Should we join our reception?”
“I do have a craving for chocolate cake.”
I laughed. “Is that the surprise?” I asked. She had hinted there was something at the reception that would remind me of our first date.
“It is.” She beamed. “I had Five Candles make it. It’s the same one from our first night together. The night I knew you were my bear.”
“Then let’s go get some.” I helped her to her feet. I saw her palm slide protectively to her belly. “Did you tell Ava?” I asked.
She stopped short of the door. “About our baby?”
“It’s okay if you did.”
Her hand brushed the side of my cheek. “No. We’ll tell them together. I wanted our baby to be ours just a little while longer.”
I took her hand, kissing the center of her palm. “Me too. It feels like our little family, doesn’t it?”
She nodded. “Callan?”
“Hmm?”
“I don’t think I can wait though. I do have a present for you. I was going to give it to you tonight in the honeymoon suite. But every time I look at you I’m about to say it.”
“Are you okay? Is the cub okay?”
“Yes.” She walked to her overnight bag on the valet and withdrew a small box. It was tied with a ribbon. She placed it in my flattened hand. “Open it,” she prodded.
I tugged on the end of the ribbon. The bow popped and I lifted the lid.
I saw a black and white photo folded inside. “What’s this?” I opened it. “Oh, is this from your last ultrasound? I hate that I missed it. But that super sighting.”
Hannah placed a finger on the picture. “Look at it, Callan.”
I held it up. There were two blobs circled.
“What? What does this mean?’ I looked at her.
“We’re having twins.” Her eyes lit with excitement. “Two baby cubs.”
“Holy shit.” I grabbed her by the waist, lifting her in my arms and twirled her in the middle of the room. “I’m getting so drunk and laid tonight.” I laughed loudly.
Hannah giggled. “You’re telling everyone, aren’t you?”
I placed her feet on the floor and raced to the door. The guests were filing from the ceremony room to the patio out back.
“You bet I am.” I reached for her hand and led her to our wedding reception.
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