All Chapters of His Mate Her Savior: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Madelyn’s lips and her mouth taste like the sweetest pear I’ve ever tasted in my life. I feel like I could devour her, savoring her taste for hours, days. Her sweet moans, the scent of her arousal scenting the air around us only makes this moment that much more incredible.Both of my brothers have commented, outside of their mates’ earshot of course, that if they thought their mate’s taste was good when they kissed her, it was nothing compared to being between her thighs. I can’t imagine anything tasting better than my mate’s lips, her tongue, her mouth, but the first chance she gives me, I’m going to test my brother’s words. And if her taste really is that delicious, then she’ll be lucky if I ever let her leave the bedroom again.When she starts swaying in my arms, I pull back, both of us sucking in air. Her eyes are glazed when she looks up at me and I suddenly understand my brothers' smug looks when they make their mates speechless from kissing or touching them. Damn, I want to find

Goddess save me from younger, annoying sisters.I race upstairs, trying to connect with first Reagan, then Malin or Quinn, and finally connecting with my mother.‘She’s fine, Cayd. We aren’t going to hurt her,’ my mother says. But I can see Madelyn through my mother’s eyes and I can see that she’s overwhelmed walking into the room with everyone already there.I rush to pull on a shirt and the concern for my mate has my erection falling away quickly. I couldn’t help that. Madelyn touching me, exploring my body in such a sweet way had my body responding.“Sweetheart, your heart is beating as fast as a hummingbird’s wings,” I hear my mother say as she takes my mate’s hands. Through our bond, I feel her pushing her calm into Madelyn. I see my Aunt Grace and Aunt Cara step up to her, smiling at her and each putting a hand on Madelyn’s shoulder, adding to my mother’s calm.“You’re very brave for talking to us. Brave for helping to make sure that this doesn’t happen to anyone else,” Aunt Grac

Watching and listening to Madelyn as she got excited over Meadow’s witchy lights might be one of the highlights of my life. She may not be wearing my mark, but I can feel her excitement and how relaxed she is around me. Her willingness to lean against me, to hold my arms around her, has something deep inside me relaxing.That is, until she asks about me staying the night with her. Then I have a very different feeling running through my body.‘She’s not ready to have sex, stupid,’ Baron says.‘You don’t know that,’ I say, but I’m pretty sure my wolf is right. It honestly doesn’t matter. Just her asking if I’ll stay close to her means everything to me.“Um, I don’t have any clothes to change into or sleep in, though,” Madelyn says.“You can sleep in one of my shirts and I’ll talk to Emlyn about getting you something to wear,” I tell her. I’m so excited for her to stay the night at the pack. I know it’s scary for her but I’m so happy that she’s enjoying herself enough to want to stay.‘Ca

I can tell that Madelyn thinks that her ‘humanness’ is the opposite of what I want or need in a relationship. It makes sense. When I look around the table at my family and our allies, everyone is powerful. But I’ve always been different. My sisters are Guardians, so it was always a given that they’d be powerful and it’s not that I’m not strong, but I’ve never had to consider being an Alpha. I have two older brothers ahead of me to take that position.So, I could afford to be the softer brother, the fun brother. And I love that role. I’m glad that I don’t have the stress and responsibility that Rich has hanging over my head. That’s not to say that there isn’t stress in the idea of being our company’s CFO. I know there is a big expectation, especially from Rich, that our company will continue to fund the pack and keep it wealthy and financially sound. But I wouldn’t have done well with a mate who was as powerful as my sisters or the other Guardians. And I wouldn’t have done well with som

I knew Madelyn would consider me saying no to sex a rejection. I know I would have if she’d have said it to me. Although, I would have understood more because of what’s happened to her.In some ways, I’m thrilled that she’s ready and willing to take the next step with me, but I need to be cautious. I was serious that she needs to truly understand what it means to wear my mark and that once she agrees, there’s no turning back. She has to be willing to commit to me for the rest of her life.But all evening while we’d been up on the falls and even once we’d returned, I’d smelled her arousal. Since I couldn’t do much about it, I’d been licking and nibbling on her hands as we walked. It wasn’t enough, but it had made it easier for me to deal with my own body’s response to her.So when she tells me that I can taste her, I practically moan out loud. I pull the blanket down, smelling the scent of her arousal as it floats into the air. I can practically taste her sweet pear taste on my tongue.