Total pages in book: 182
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
“They will pay for that,” the voice inside of me said ominously, and I knew she was talking about him and his wolf. “But later. Right now, I need to connect with my mate.”
I grimaced inwardly at her use of the term mate. That was . . . awkward. She’d clearly gotten the wrong idea about things.
We could deal with that later, too.
I fell into his kiss as the two animals prowled within us. They felt like two halves of a whole. He pulled out and then thrust again, his body fitting so perfectly, so erotically against mine.
“Touch yourself,” he murmured against my lips. “Play with your clit while I fuck you.”
I reached between us, letting my head fall back and closing my eyes.
“You should send on your people,” I said, breathless from his next thrust. “This has to be awkward for them.”
“I want them to watch me fuck what is mine.” His tone was possessive and fierce, and delicious goosebumps broke out across my flesh as my animal basked in delight.
I went with it, circling my hips in time to his movements, working my clit so that I built quickly.
“Mmm, yes, Weston,” I said as I felt his knot butting against me. We didn’t have time for him to lock me, and I’d probably be incredibly embarrassed when I thought back on this, but I wanted it. My animal needed it. His animal was desperate to give it—I could feel it. “Yes, give it to me. Give me that big knot, Alpha.”
He did, slamming me against the tree, shoving his cock deep into my slick pussy. His wolf stretched out toward me, and my animal reciprocated, the feeling almost like they were reaching through our chests toward each other.
“Can’t . . . stop . . . them,” he said, panting with effort.
I didn’t know why he’d want to. It felt amazing.
He pushed against me. The rough bark scratched my back.
I worked with his rhythm, was consumed by his kiss. I had just enough sense to wonder why he felt so fucking natural, like his body was built specifically for mine. Somehow, this time was different than before. It felt better, more decadent. It just felt so . . . right.
“Tell me how bad you want it,” Weston commanded, holding himself deep. “Tell me how badly you want your alpha’s thick cock.”
“Please, Weston. Alpha,” I groaned, bucking on him while massaging my clit. “Please, fuck me. Mark me.”
He reached between us, taking over for me and massaging while twisting just right. His lips grazed my shoulder, and I shivered in delight as he worked them up to my neck. His bite made me groan and clutch him even tighter. The animals surged toward each other, pulling us with them, swirling together as he filled me with his size. Power flowed from him into me, like a pathway had suddenly opened between us, connecting us. The power then flowed back into him, a give and take. A union.
“What’s . . .?” My mouth dropped open, unable to finish the question as the incredible sensations washed back and forth between him and me, between his animal and mine, between all of us.
He held me tightly to him, locking us together, on full display in front of his pack. My animal preened, and his was full of smug pride.
His finger moved faster. I rocked and twisted, pinned against the tree, just on the verge—
The explosion ripped a scream from my lips. He was right behind me, groaning, his ecstasy flowing through that pathway and making my high ten times better.
I shook against his delicious body. “What happened? What is that feeling?”
“A four-way bond,” my animal answered. It was like she was circling his wolf. “I need to shift. I need to feel that wolf.”
“Gross. No. We can’t anyway. We have to have help. It’s dangerous.”
“It’s instinctive. I’m not afraid.”
“His dick is literally still locked within me. Even if we knew how and wanted to, we couldn’t shift right now. Can we just . . . take a moment? What is a four-way bond?”
I could feel my animal’s growl, which was kind of a trip. I could also feel her annoyance. Having magic was going to take a little getting used to.
“We are connected to our mate,” she answered, and I was suddenly unsure if she really knew the answer. It was clear her thoughts were primal, innate. It seemed I was to be the logical one in our pairing.
Weston was still holding me against the tree, but he’d leaned back a little so that he could look down upon my face.
“What’s a four-way bond?” I asked him.
“It’s a connection between your wolf and mine, and you and me. The wolves initiated it. I wasn’t able to stop it. Our wolves are powerful, and we were swept up in their moment.”