All Chapters of Bound by Blood: Last Ruby Wolf and Her Fated Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

He was on too much of her—more than he should’ve been if she’d just given him a quick kiss. My growling grew deeper, angrier, as I continued. Though I couldn’t smell any desire from either of them, mine was the only male scent that she should’ve worn.“Stop growling at me, Grizzly,” she complained.I didn’t stop. Probably couldn’t, until she was clean and I saw some kind of confirmation that she was still mine.“I had to know if it was even possible for me to be with another guy. Before I spent the rest of my little bit of time interviewing morons, I needed to know if I could even stomach sleeping with them while our souls were still all connected or whatever.” She gestured at me.I continued my licking and growling, though my growl grew quieter as she spoke. When she didn’t continue, I nipped at her belly. She smacked me on the head, her little hand and swat doing nothing. I did lick her fingers, though.“If you’re trying to ask what happened, the answer is that I straddled him and k

I took the controller first.Merrick sat beneath me—his choice—and started with his hands on my arms and legs. I was pretty sure he’d come up with the idea of the game just so he’d have an excuse to touch me as much as he wanted, and it seemed like I was right on the money. His hands slowly stroked my ribs and lower belly, then my thighs, before the round ended.“One point for me.” I handed him the controller, turning to face him before sitting down on his lap, straddling him.His erection pressed against me, and thrill had my heart pumping.As the match started, I leaned my chest into his so my tits barely brushed him. He jerked back and his jaw clenched, but he didn’t look down.Rubbing my boobs against him a few times, I watched his jaw clench harder as he continued to focus.He was making it a challenge… and I loved challenges.I slid my hands into his hair, slowly rocking against him as I played with the strands, tugging gently with one hand while the other trailed down the back

The Harley rumbled beneath us as I pulled in to a gas station. We'd left my cabin after our mating night, and the newly-bound bliss had yet to fade as we watched the sun rise together on his bike, flying down the highway back to Shifter City."Grab me a bottle of water, some fruit, and a power bar?" I asked, handing Merrick one of my credit cards. His wallet was missing—probably left back at his house when he tore out in an attempt to save my life. "I heard your stomach growling a few miles back, so grab yourself some food too.""I'll pay you back," he warned, taking the card. The reluctance in his expression wasn't a great sign, but eventually, he'd have to accept using my money."Mates share bank accounts," I called after him. The two biker dudes smoking near the front door of the place eyed me suspiciously, and I flipped them the bird.I'd noticed them mocking us when they saw Merrick riding behind me, and knew how deeply the misogyny went when it came to some older bikers. In thei

Henley turned back around, and Roman turned on the radio. Shake music played from the stereo, boisterous sufficient that talking wasn't a need. A genuine alleviation, if you inquired me. I taken note the simple way he took his mate's hand, the recognition between them that as it were came with a long time of adore, communication, and work.Hazel gave headings, her hand remaining on my thigh as we drove. I hung my arm over her shoulders, needing her closer, indeed if it might get me another glare from her mother. I knew I'd have to go back to the motel for my bike—which was likely my female's arrange; her endeavor to get me to have a relationship with her parents.When we stopped and went in, each damn eye was on us. I overlooked them and taken note Hazel and her guardians doing the same. If anybody drawn nearer my mate, I knew she'd be neighborly enough—she continuously was—but the gazes were fair an inconvenience that came with our association to the ruby at the heart of our city, an

Merrick and I had parted fairly quickly after breakfast, which was my fault. Since I'd lost my phone, I didn't have a way to contact him other than mentally. And reaching out mentally felt like a bit of an invasion of privacy, so I hadn't done it.He hadn't either, though. I hated the uncertainty, but I had no idea what that meant. Or what I was supposed to do about it.Since I'd been visiting the shifters on his side of the river, I happened to pass Merrick's garage on the edge of no-man's-land. When I saw his truck parked out front, I pulled into the parking lot and slid out of Beluga. I knew I needed to talk to him, to make sure we were good after the breakfast with my parents and the drama that followed.Merrick's upper half was beneath a car when I strode in through the propped-open door, and I expected him to smell me and slide out. But he didn't."I'll be with you in a minute," Merrick called out."No rush," I called back, walking to my Ducati. My hand trailed over her seat, my