CEO's Runaway Mate and Her Cubs

Warning: smut content.

Lara was sitting on Nate's lap, and they were both soaked in the thermal pool. Their skin was soft from the water and the steam, and it was almost time to get out.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

However, on one side, they were in a difficult position to leave. On the other, they were naked. Getting out meant walking back without clothes, and neither was truly ready for that.

Getting in had been so much easier!

«Hey,» Nate murmured, caressing Lara's face tenderly. His eyes were glowing under the Moon, but he didn't know it.

As for Lara, she didn't mind. She was used to it, already. And it was a sign of how much she could make him lose control over his instincts. It didn't make her shiver in fear.

She touched his face with her wet fingers, wrinkled because of the water. They had been there for long, cuddling and enjoying the time alone.

The moon made enough light to let them see each other, along with the light they let on in the room which reached them through the window. As usual, Lara could see less detail than Nate, but she was becoming used to it as well.

She found his lips and bent down, their mouths meeting without any need to see too clearly. They knew how to find each other for a kiss even with their eyes closed; their mate senses were developing every time they were together.

Their lips met, and their lungs let out long sighs. Everything else disappeared while they clung to each other desperately. Nate's arms circled her waist, dragging her closer with every motion.

Lara, on her side, pulled his hair lightly. His locks were humid because of the steam, and her hands weren't as sensitive as usual. However, she couldn't let go. She couldn't think about delaying for later. She wanted to feel him now, not later.

Nate pulled her up, making her sit on the border of the pool. The stones weren't the most comfortable place of the world, but she dared not complain. The cold air made her shiver, and her breathing was disrupted by that.

The water was hot - her feet were still in - but the wind was chilly. Or, at least, it felt chilly after being immersed for a while.

The cold disappeared when Nate hugged her again, using his body to protect her from the air. They could just move in and everything would be solved, but neither could propose to stop kissing just because of that.

Nate's lips trailed down her chest, his low growls making her moan even before his touch could cause pleasure. Her body was as relaxed as it could be after half an hour in the pool. Every caress just added to the bliss.

When Nate's lips pinched her nipple, she moaned softly and leaned back. Guided by him, she moved a little backwards so that her bottom was out of the water as well.

Then, like a beached siren, she lay there while his caresses and pecks moved lower on her body. He split her legs, always careful, and kissed her thighs.

When he reached her core, she was already panting. His fingers were on her sides and legs, moving light like feathers, while his tongue worked on her core without rest. He already knew where to kiss and how strong to be, so his mouth made her reach closer to the peak with every stroke. She arched her back when the first wave crossed her, and the pointy stones hurt her shoulders and bottom.

It was uncomfortable, by any means. But it would have been worse to move to another location. Anything was fine, at that moment: the water grazing her feet, the stones... Everything!

When her love juices started flowing, Nate probed her core with a finger before inserting two together. His thumb moved on her clit, massaging the sweetest spots.

Every motion made her moan, arch her back or clench her fists. Her feet curled when the peak was a single step away, but she almost hurt her nails when she tried grabbing the ground. Under her back, there wasn't any silken sheet but only hard rock.

«Nate...» she called him, but he didn't react.

He was a man with a mission, and he wouldn't have let something as feeble as a whispered name distract him.

He could feel Lara's pleasure through their link and her reactions, and he felt proud of his accomplishments as if they meant anything.

When he called him again, he moves his lips on her stomach and observed her face without letting her know. She was beautiful, with her eyes closed and her lips red from biting.

He would have watched her forever if only pleasure wasn't so feeble.

The waves lowered in intensity, letting Lara breathe normally. It took her longer to open her eyes and stare back at Nate.

«Let's go in,» he said.

He was standing in the pool, the water reaching his waist. Yet, he could sense how the chilly air was causing more shivers to his mate than the pleasure - which was unfair.

He climbed up and picked her up, carrying her in his arms. Lara hugged him back, enjoying the treatment. He was taking care of everything, so much that she didn't need to think.

«And now?» she murmured after opening the door for them - since Nate's hands were busy.

«Now, we continue from where we stopped at,» he said.

His words were quite clear, especially for a wolf on the verge of losing control.

He let her slip on the bed and opened the drawers, using his last rational thoughts to find protection. He had almost made a mistake in the pool, but luckily he had remembered in time.

Not that he wouldn't love another pup with his mate. But first, they needed to make that decision together. It was something to talk about, not to decide on a whim.

He let the packages slip on the bed and surrendered to his instincts. Lara would have done her part and ensured they used them. She knew he couldn't think about everything in that state.