Harlan's Fated: An Urban Fantasy MM Wolf Shifter MPreg Romance (Creekside Township Rivals Book 5) by JT Fader

Author:JT Fader [Fader, JT]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Steambath Press
Published: 2024-02-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six | Logan

I smiled, waking with the sweetest sensation. Harlan was covering my face in the most delicate kisses. He'd arrived at my eyelids. I squirmed and reached out for him until he placed his head on my chest. He stroked my forearm with his fingers, his hair tickling my lips.

What we had shared last night had felt unprecedented. I'd mated dozens of times in my life. None of those times compared to connecting with my fated mate.

I'd heard that intimate moments with your fated mate took on a transcendent level of desire and fulfillment. I hadn't been prepared for what that would feel like.

Actually mating with Harlan threatened to make my heart stop.

"Should we hunt?" I asked. "Maybe chase down some rabbits."

I smiled when Harlan's stomach growled. "I'll take that as a yes," I said.

"In a minute, Alpha. Hold me for a while longer first."

"With pleasure." I hugged him closer to me. He threw his leg over my thighs and kissed my jaw. I tented my fingers and felt my rough stubble. It had always grown fast.

Harlan's face was typically free of any bristles.

He was so young.

"I enjoyed last night," I said.

Harlan shimmied closer. "Me too."

"No longer a virgin," I teased.

Harlan laughed. "I don't feel any different."

"I do. What we experienced together was like nothing I've ever felt before."

"Because we're fated?"

"Mmhm." I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Harlan's fingers brushing up and down my arm. The tent was heating up. It must be late morning. "We should go. By the time we feed and pack up, it'll be noon. I don't want to get in too late. I have a busy day tomorrow."

"Another bike?"

"A Yamaha MT-09."

"Nice. I have one of those. It was Reese's."

"I guess he can't ride anymore."

"No, but I keep hoping he'll have time to jump on the back and go for a ride with me."

"Might be painful for him."

"Maybe." Harlan shifted and rolled, freeing himself from the sleeping bag. His jeans were still open, the line of his cock visible through his underwear. He tucked himself and zipped up.

If I closed my eyes, I could still taste him on me.

I hummed then joined Harlan in packing up the interior of the tent. We had to separate the sleeping bags to fit them back in their bags. I felt sadness as we stored away what had been our nest. Where we had held each other and shared our bodies. And kissed until our lips were sore.

Undressing to shift felt different this time. I wanted to go to him, have him hold me against him, and engage in a dance that would only end one way. I wanted to caress his insides with my cock and fill him with my seed. It would fall on dead soil, but it would be lovingly planted.

That word love had been bouncing around in my head. Moreso since last night. Harlan was so much more than what he appeared to be. On the outside, it was obvious he was a teenager, but on the inside, he was wise beyond his years.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.