Mated To The Alpha Of The North
Chapter 60

Jax

I trudged up the stairs after an emotional goodbye with my sister. I saw her to the door and made her promise to mind link with me when she made it home safely. I knew the others had everything under control for the time being, but I could not help the worry that continued to suffuse me where my sister was concerned.

I located Willow snuggled up in the downy bedding upon entering the room, noticing the moisture and light fragrance that still permeated the air from her recent shower.

As much as I wanted to crawl right into the bed next to her, I somehow resisted the temptation and made my way into the bathroom to clean up after another taxing day. I felt the anxiety creeping up on me again, beyond ready to finally be home in my own territory with Willow by my side, right where she belonged.

My wolf howled his agreement in my head as I rotated the dials for the shower settings, though the added enthusiasm was likely as a result of what we both knew would come about once we arrived at our place of residence.

I had only been able to get the bastard to comply previously by swearing that our abstinence would only last until the second I had her pinned securely to the closed door of my bedroom in the Northern Province.

I had not said as much aloud in words for my mate, but I knew based on our past conversations and her numerous lingering glances thrown my way when she believed I was not looking that our level of need was mutual.

I let my mind drift down all of the different delicious directions of how that scene might unfold in reality as I unconsciously advanced through the motions of bathing myself.

After I had completed my nightly routine and loosely wrapped a towel around my lean waist, I gathered up all of the personal hygiene products, save what we would require in the morning, to bring into the other room with me so that I could pack all but the necessities tonight.

We had an early start in the morning, and I was not dragging my a*s out of the bed and away from the warmth of my mate to find all of our stuff while bleary-eyed and harried by the time. No, thank you. It was better to get the tedious task out of the way now in my book.

Willow jumped up when I strode back into the bedroom with my arms overflowing, making me freeze in my tracks and my mouth instantly go as dry as the Sahara Desert with the vision she presented in her tiny sleep shorts and barely-there tank top.

Her dark hair cascaded down in lightly curling rivulets of molten chocolate, spilling over the right side of her body and leaving the left side wide open for my viewing pleasure.

My already rock hard c**k stiffened further as my wolf surged to the surface, remembering our promise from before to renew our mark on Willow’s lovely neck before we traveled anywhere, the perfect spot broadcasted from the smooth expanse of skin that she had so conveniently put on display for us with her abrupt actions.

She hurried over with slightly flushed cheeks to relieve me of my burden while I was stuck immobile, saying as she did so, “I can pack all of this while you get dressed, baby.”

Her sudden movement shook me out of my solid state, allowing me the composure I needed to respond, “Thanks sweetheart, I will grab the rest of our stuff out of the closet while I am in there.”

While she was busy with her current chore, I trekked to the closet, still in a daze, and then assembled the rest of our combined clothing into the large duffel bag that I had originally brought with me upon my arrival in the South, slowly shaking myself out of the mental fog her presence nearly always evoked inside of me.

All of Willow’s new clothes did not fit in the huge bag alongside mine, but I remembered that I had a backpack that I could use to fit the rest of her wardrobe in in the morning after she had gotten ready to go.

I admit I may have encouraged Ronnie to go a little overboard when purchasing attire for my mate. I had had no idea of knowing what she had favored at the time, yet I had noticed as of late that she seemed to prefer a simple pair of jeans and one of my cotton t-shirts above all else.

I could not give a damn less what she chose to wear. Hell, I preferred it when she wore nothing at all the majority of the time, but if she had to be clothed, then swathed in my scent was the next best thing.

While I had finished gathering the rest of our stuff, my sister contacted me through our mind link to let me know she had made it home alright, permitting my nerves to finally relax in that regard for now.

I paused momentarily before exiting the closet, reluctantly pulling on some sweats, in spite of my wolf’s fiery protest I might add.

However, Willow had appeared exhausted when I had initially arrived in the bedroom so I knew she would not be up for much before we turned in. I was more than happy to merely hold her close all night, but I also could not deny the itch that I had to make sure others knew she was taken before our journey began, as well.

I scanned the entirety of the small room for any remaining possessions, shuffling the items into one arm as I heaved one of the rucksack’s straps over my shoulder and rejoined Willow in the bedroom.

As I dropped the duffel bag on the floor and dumped the load of extra apparel on an empty chair next to the bag that she had filled in my brief absence, I relished the thrill that raced through me at the scorching look she aimed my way when she took in my still unclothed chest.

She persisted to peruse my physique as her snowy teeth sank into her plush bottom l*p, drawing my eyes down to her delectable mouth. Even so, it did not have a prayer of holding my gaze once I had observed the pebbled peaks of her nipples straining through the thin fabric of her top, practically begging for my attention.

Nevertheless, Willow’s involuntary yawn speedily reminded me of her probable weariness, and one glance at the nearby clock confirmed my worst fears regarding the late hour.

I had already known that claiming her tonight would be an impossibility if I wanted to truly take my time with her, and believe me, I wanted to do just that. My wolf had other ideas in mind, but he would have to settle for what he could get until we had made it home in one piece later tomorrow evening.

I progressed forward and snagged my mate around the waist, picking her up and briefly basking in the feeling of her thick thighs constricting around my torso in response before I walked us towards the bed.

My hungry lips crashed into hers, wasting no more time before I plundered her mouth like a starving man, gently laying her down on the springy mattress as I allowed my weight to carefully settle over her in the process.

She kissed me back just as ardently, running her hands down the expanse of my muscled back as she tangled her tongue with mine animatedly.

I eased back some to give her a chance to catch her breath while I trailed soft k****s from the corner of her mouth over to the sensitive skin right behind her earlobe, hesitating long enough to send a shiver galloping down her spine.

I was in heaven with all the little sounds she was making, but I spurred my rough hands to move with purpose now that I was sure she was on board, one snaking up to alternate between kneading the mounds of her abundant breasts while the other skulked downward in search of her wet heat.

It did not take me long before I reached her dripping core, lightly dipping two fingers inside before I swirled them teasingly over her clit. Willow arched up into me, at the same moment that I drove the two lengthy digits straight back in until my knuckles were covered in her slick juices and my thumb took over teasing the bundle of nerves in tandem with my pumping fingers.

The sounds of pleasure that she was eliciting in response to my fingers’ skillful mastery was driving my wolf and I to the brink of madness.

I felt my canines elongate and subsequently sink into my mate’s delicate neck, where I had been nipping and sucking at the tender skin, right as she reached the pinnacle of nirvana. Though I had thankfully recovered enough of my wits to retract them minutely at the last second, knowing in my soul that this was not how I wanted to seal our bond.

I slowly withdrew my fingers and brought them up to my lips as Willow came down from her high, licking every decadent drop of her nectar from my fingers before readjusting her into a more comfortable sleeping position.

My d**k throbbed painfully, but I pushed aside the fleeting discomfort and enjoyed the contentment that always accompanied the snuggling of a satiated mate.

Yet, I could not resist uttering my next ominous words before we both succumbed to a well-deserved rest, “I hope you have appreciated the taste of what is ahead as much as I have, my love, because once we make it home, there is nothing that will stop my wolf and I from finally claiming what is ours.”