Her body reacted to his. They discovered the pace which was right for them. Her soft moans and whimpers of pleasure spurred him on. She raised her hips to his, urging him deeper; faster.
He ground his teeth, fighting the urge to pound carelessly away. Casey rocked into him again and again, her slick warmth encircling him; Braedyn wasn’t sure how long he could hold the wolf at bay.
Casey’s groans escalated. Her nails bit into his shoulders, trailing down his back while arching hers. The wolf in her encouraged him. With a growl deep in his chest, he fought for control. Moments later, Casey’s body tightened around him, and her pleasure reached its peak. He buried himself to the hilt, firing what felt like his soul into her.
Braedyn rested his forehead against hers and closed his eyes while his breathing returned to normal. He felt like all cognizant thought had been drained from him.
The wolf in her said Mine , again. He was thrilled when the wolf in him answered the affirmative. His wolf had found the mate he wanted, too. It was now up to the fates to decide if they were to be life mates.
Chapter Seven
Casey felt the wolf urging her awake from the deep pit of sleep. Grimacing, she opened her eyes to find the sun had not yet risen. Braedyn stirred, and his arms tightened around her a moment before he lifted his head and scented the air.
“A wolf is near,” he whispered in her ear. “My brother, checking on me.”
Relunctant to leave the warmth of his arms, she turned toward him. “Should I be worried?”
“No, my brother is harmless. Tala turned cold long ago. Elan isn’t the same.”
“Brother,” a man called from outside. “Are you well?”
She watched the reluctance cross Braedyn’s face. “I am,” he answered.
“And the human?”
Her breath caught. He looked in her eyes, pulling her snug against his warm body. She felt the wolf in her sidle up to him and sigh with content; his did the same. Her head swam with new emotions when his lips grazed hers, a butterfly softness that belied his large stature.
“Braedyn?” Elan called out again. “May I enter?”
The warmth of his breath blossomed across her neck and shoulders when he sighed. “Give us a moment, Elan. We’ll come to you.”
Casey felt her teeth chatter the moment he unzipped the sleeping bag and the freezing air invaded the warmth they’d created. She hurried into her clothes, feeling his helpful hands while he slipped her toboggan cap on.
“Stoke the fire for us,” Braedyn said kneeling in front of her.
She grinned and placed her hands over his when he attempted to tie her boots. “Thank you, but I think I can manage it this time.”
Nodding, he stood and grabbed their parkas. She tried to bite back her smile and slipped hers on. He was still in caretaker mode.
Her heart stood still when he looked in her eyes again. His fingers grazed her cheek before he bent and gave her another tender kiss. She took a deep breath when he unzipped the tent, letting the frigid air in, and they stepped out.
A young man knelt before the fire, stoking it to burn hotter. Taking a moment more before being satisfied, he stood. Turning, he looked at them.
“Mother sent me, she was worried,” Elan stated. The concern on his face was apparent.
Casey noticed rather than the pale grey eyes Braedyn had, Elan’s were dark brown. Their other features the same though: high cheekbones, broad nose, and bronze skin that were the Native American attributes they shared of their mother’s. But Braedyn stood nearly four inches taller than his younger brother. She watched Elan look her over with a quizzical expression and scented the air between them.
“Tala’s gone.” It wasn’t a question, but a statement. “And she changed her?”
“Yes.” She watched Braedyn step in front of her, a gesture of protection she now recognized.
A grin curved the edges of the younger Walker’s mouth when he looked up at his brother. “It’s about
He ground his teeth, fighting the urge to pound carelessly away. Casey rocked into him again and again, her slick warmth encircling him; Braedyn wasn’t sure how long he could hold the wolf at bay.
Casey’s groans escalated. Her nails bit into his shoulders, trailing down his back while arching hers. The wolf in her encouraged him. With a growl deep in his chest, he fought for control. Moments later, Casey’s body tightened around him, and her pleasure reached its peak. He buried himself to the hilt, firing what felt like his soul into her.
Braedyn rested his forehead against hers and closed his eyes while his breathing returned to normal. He felt like all cognizant thought had been drained from him.
The wolf in her said Mine , again. He was thrilled when the wolf in him answered the affirmative. His wolf had found the mate he wanted, too. It was now up to the fates to decide if they were to be life mates.
Chapter Seven
Casey felt the wolf urging her awake from the deep pit of sleep. Grimacing, she opened her eyes to find the sun had not yet risen. Braedyn stirred, and his arms tightened around her a moment before he lifted his head and scented the air.
“A wolf is near,” he whispered in her ear. “My brother, checking on me.”
Relunctant to leave the warmth of his arms, she turned toward him. “Should I be worried?”
“No, my brother is harmless. Tala turned cold long ago. Elan isn’t the same.”
“Brother,” a man called from outside. “Are you well?”
She watched the reluctance cross Braedyn’s face. “I am,” he answered.
“And the human?”
Her breath caught. He looked in her eyes, pulling her snug against his warm body. She felt the wolf in her sidle up to him and sigh with content; his did the same. Her head swam with new emotions when his lips grazed hers, a butterfly softness that belied his large stature.
“Braedyn?” Elan called out again. “May I enter?”
The warmth of his breath blossomed across her neck and shoulders when he sighed. “Give us a moment, Elan. We’ll come to you.”
Casey felt her teeth chatter the moment he unzipped the sleeping bag and the freezing air invaded the warmth they’d created. She hurried into her clothes, feeling his helpful hands while he slipped her toboggan cap on.
“Stoke the fire for us,” Braedyn said kneeling in front of her.
She grinned and placed her hands over his when he attempted to tie her boots. “Thank you, but I think I can manage it this time.”
Nodding, he stood and grabbed their parkas. She tried to bite back her smile and slipped hers on. He was still in caretaker mode.
Her heart stood still when he looked in her eyes again. His fingers grazed her cheek before he bent and gave her another tender kiss. She took a deep breath when he unzipped the tent, letting the frigid air in, and they stepped out.
A young man knelt before the fire, stoking it to burn hotter. Taking a moment more before being satisfied, he stood. Turning, he looked at them.
“Mother sent me, she was worried,” Elan stated. The concern on his face was apparent.
Casey noticed rather than the pale grey eyes Braedyn had, Elan’s were dark brown. Their other features the same though: high cheekbones, broad nose, and bronze skin that were the Native American attributes they shared of their mother’s. But Braedyn stood nearly four inches taller than his younger brother. She watched Elan look her over with a quizzical expression and scented the air between them.
“Tala’s gone.” It wasn’t a question, but a statement. “And she changed her?”
“Yes.” She watched Braedyn step in front of her, a gesture of protection she now recognized.
A grin curved the edges of the younger Walker’s mouth when he looked up at his brother. “It’s about
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