Tuesday Teaser July 15, 2014 Wolf’s Lady Part 26
This week’s tidbit is really is just a tidbit. The point I want to get across here is that Sand and Amanda are enjoying their honeymoon. They are becoming comfortable telling each other how they feel, and they love one another. Not a lot of action here, but I felt it was necessary before having them go have dinner with her father and cousin.
Sand woke, exquisitely aware of his mate pressed against him. She was on her side, her back against his chest and her ass snuggled into his groin, and desire, fresh and hot, rose in him again. He listened to her soft breathing and something Quill had told him a long time ago came back. Quill told him the first time he made love with his mate, he’d wept. At the time Sand thought Quill was pretty stupid to cry at a time like that, but now, feeling Amanda lying so close to him, showing such utter acceptance and trust, Sand understood. Tears of joy, awe, and overwhelming tenderness were gathering in his eyes now. After years of silently yearning to have a woman to love, his mate was lying next to him. He burrowed his nose into Amanda’s soft hair and breathed in her scent.
“I love you,” he whispered into her hair.
She didn’t wake, so he lay beside her and enjoyed her scent in his nose and her warmth beside him. She was his mate. No matter how many times he thought it, the joy of it remained fresh and new. He would never be alone again, now that he had her.
Over the next three days, early morning became one of Sand’s favorite times. Amanda always slept long past sunup, so he had plenty of time to revel in her presence at his side. Of course, that was only one of his favorite times. The nights when they shared passion were even better. Amanda told him what to do to please her, and he eagerly followed her instructions, and even embellished them with his own imagination. He delighted in making her scream his name. Later mornings were wonderful too, after she woke up and he made love to her again. Night time was for hot passion; mornings were for tenderness. He loved all of it.
On the fourth morning after their wedding, Amanda stretched languorously after she had gotten her breath back. She looked up at him from the rumpled bedclothes and giggled. “You look pretty smug, there, husband. You practically ooze satisfaction.”
“You satisfy me,” he told her solemnly. “Making love with you satisfies me, and so does lying here like this, just talking. I’m so lucky. A lot of wolves never choose a mate, and even those who do aren’t always accepted.”
“I love you, Sand.”
He would never get tired of hearing that. Her hair was scattered over the pillow, a beautiful frame for her beautiful face. I love you, Amanda.”
“Come on!” She tossed the sheet back and got out of bed to stretch. “
Tonight we’re going home for supper, remember? You looked fabulous in Sky’s suit. Let’ s go buy you one.”
He tried to stifle his horror. “A suit? I need to wear a suit to eat with your dad?”
“Well, no.” She smoothed her face out, but he could smell her disappointment. “Not if you don’t want to.”
She was naked, pale and lovely and soft. He pulled her against him and kissed her hair. “I will if you want me to.”
She leaned back to look into his face. “I can tell you hate the idea.”
Already she knew him well enough to read him. “I don’t, no. But if it will make you happy…”
Her finger was unbearably gently on his lower lip. “How about a pair of slacks and a dress shirt?”
“No tie,” she confirmed.
He kissed her deeply. “No wonder I love you. You can buy me a shirt and pants and I’ll wear them. For you.”
“Thank you. We can go shopping now and if there are any alterations that need to be made…” She paused when he pressed her against his erection. “Again?”
Her voice held a little surprise, but no complaint. “If you don’t mind,” he said, straight-faced.
He loved her laugh, and adored her stroking fingers. “No, I don’t mind. We can go shopping a little later.”