by Jenika Snow
“And when the time is right, Ali…” I cupped the side of her face. “When the time is right I’ll place my child right here.” I had my hand on her belly, adding the slightest amount of pressure. She breathed harder, faster, and I allowed my inner savagery to come forth, the beast that made my canines elongate, had my eyes flashing from my inner bear. “Say it,” I demanded, my animal coming forth, needing that submission from her, needing to hear her say it to placate the beast within me.
“Yes,” she said with wide eyes, the truth of that lone word filling my head and making me intoxicated.
And that admission was good enough for me and my bear.
“You want this,” I growled out. “I want this,” I admitted with a distorted voice, my bear so close to rising to the surface. “Now get undressed for me, mate. I want to claim you properly.”
I took a step back and watched her, my cock throbbing, my balls drawn up tight. I reached down and adjusted my stiff, aching dick. There was no denying that I wanted her, that my animal lurked below the surface, ready to take charge.
“This is all so … fast, but God, I don’t want to slow down.”
I swallowed, her words piercing me deeply. “Trust me to make things good for you.”
And then she was naked except for her bra and panties. And fuck was that hot to see her barely dressed.
“I say fair play, bear.” She lifted a brow, her fire and spark coming out, turning me on, having me make quick work to shed the layers of my clothing until I was naked. My cock stood stiff and hard in front of me, and when she looked down, her eyes widening, her throat working as she swallowed, I felt a rush of ecstasy move through me.
“God,” she breathed out. “You’re huge.”
“It’s for you. All for you.” I looked at her bra and panties once more, contemplating tearing the fucking material from her body, but before I could deliver on that internal promise, she was reaching behind her and unclasping the hook. The material fell away from her breasts a second later, then she was pushing her panties down.
Fuck.
Perfection.
So pink.
So mine.
I had her in my arms seconds later, kissing her, and turning with her in my arms as I strode to my bedroom. I needed her surrounded by my things, covered in my scent.
I had her on the bed in seconds flat, my patience all but gone, my desire to mate with my mate riding me too fucking hard. I wanted her throat bared, my canines piecing the soft flesh, marking her so every fucking male knew she was mine.
Once she was on the bed, I stood there, just staring at her, looking at the lines of her body, the curves that made her all woman. I wanted my scent on her, my cum filling her, marking her from the inside out, slipping from her tight little pussy.
“Open wider for me, Ali.”
When her thighs were open and her pussy was on clear display, a harsh groan left me. There was no stopping me as I sank to my knees, the bear in me demanding to taste her, to claim her.
I smoothed my hands up her legs, over her thighs, and curled my fingers into her soft flesh. Then I pulled her thighs apart even further. I wanted to lick her, but I wanted to kiss her more in this second. I leaned in until there was only an inch separating our mouths. My cock pressed against her inner thigh, the tip dripping with pre-cum.
She moaned softly. “God, Maddix,” she whispered, her mouth brushing against mine.
“I want this so badly I can taste it.”
“Yes,” she said in response.
I looked at the perfect mounds of her breasts, my mouth watering, then leaned down and ran my tongue along the stiff peak of her nipple.
A small noise of need left her.
I licked and sucked at that turgid peak, but forced myself to pull back or I’d come before I was even inside of her. “God, I need you, baby. I want you.”
“Yes,” she whispered. “Maddix, I’m burning alive.”
I loved it when she said my name.
“How wet are you for me?” I was being a crude bastard right now, but I couldn’t stop myself.
She licked her lips and breathed out slowly.
“Tell me.”
“I’m so wet for you.”
“How wet are you?”
“Soaked,” she said instantly.
I made a low, pleased sound in the back of my throat, then slipped my hand between her legs, my focus trained right on her. I wanted my fingers on her, touching her pussy, stroking her, making her come.
God, I wanted that.
But I didn’t touch her pussy right away, just kept my fingers poised right on her inner thigh, right by that crease where her leg met the most intimate part of her. I felt the heat from her cunt instantly, and didn’t stop the animalistic sound that left me because of it.
Pulling her leg even farther out, I didn’t deny either of us any longer. I couldn’t. I touched her pussy.
She opened her mouth and gasped, her eyes wide, the scent of her pleasure filling my nose, making my cock jerk.
I spread my fingers through her wet, soaked slit, and grunted in arousal.
“Yeah, you want this, mate.”
“Maddix,” she whispered and I closed my eyes as pleasure shot through me at the sound of her saying my name. “I want this, want you, Maddix.”
Yeah, she did, just like me, just as desperately.
“Say it,” I growled.
There was no hesitation when she said, “Claim me.”
Chapter Ten
Allison
Maddix tempted my darkest desires, made me question every single thing, made lights dance in front of my vision, had fire lacing my veins. He had everything in me coming alive because I was finally … where I was supposed to be.
He crawled up my body, his long, strong limbs so powerful, so strong.
Maddix grabbed me behind the head, tangling his big hands in my hair, taking my mouth again. For long moments we kissed, our moans matching in intensity. He finally pulled back, and I sucked in a lungful of air.
“No going back,” he grumbled out.
“No going back.”
He leaned back, that dark, aroused look covering his face and turning me on even more. He gazed down the length of my body, just looking his fill and making me feel like there was no other woman in the world for him.
“There’s not. It’s only you, Allison.”
I felt a blush covering my cheeks when I realized I’d said those words out loud.
“Take me, Maddix. Please.”
He lifted his gaze from between my thighs to look at my face. “Oh, I’ll take you, mate. I’m going to make you feel so fucking good you can’t walk straight tomorrow.” He grinned, not one of amusement, but of dark promise. “My female.”
A shiver worked its way up my spine.
He leaned closer so he had his mouth by my ear now. The dark, delicious words had my pussy clenching.
“Are you ready for me?”
I nodded.
“Are you primed for me?” he whispered.
“Yes. God yes, I am.”
I found myself moaning and thrusting my breasts against his hard, powerful chest.
He slid his other hand up my arm, over my bare shoulder, and wrapped his fingers around the column of my neck, adding just the smallest amount of pressure. He didn’t leave his hand there for that long before he smoothed it back down my chest and settled it right between my breasts.
Maddix moved his lips along my cheek, over my jaw. I loved the stubble from his cheek as it slightly abraded my flesh. Inhaling deeply, I took in his intoxicating scent, the aroma that made him all male. I closed my eyes and absorbed the pleasure moving through me. He moved his mouth along my neck, stroked my skin with his tongue, and God, did it feel so good. I knew he could be rough with me, just take what he wanted, but he made sure this was good for me, too.
“I’m ready,” I managed to say.
His hard cock pressed against my inner thigh, so big and long, hard and massiv
e.
“I’m barely hanging on.” His lips were on mine, his tongue speared between them. He tasted potent, powerful. “Mine,” he groaned against my mouth, his voice deeper, more distorted. “You’ll own me just as much as I own you.”
He moved his thumb along the pulse right below my ear, then gently bit my lip, pulling at the flesh until I arched up against him. A gasp left me at all the sensations moving through my body.
I felt his canines, sharp points that teased and threatened to cause pain.
I wanted that, all of it.
“You’re so receptive, so perfect,” he groaned against my mouth.
I had my hands on his chest, his muscles firm beneath my palms. Maddix was so strong, so virile. He growled out, grabbed my wrists in a firm but gentle hold, and brought my arms above my head, spreading me, stretching my body out for him.
The sound that came from him was gruff, dangerous sounding. It shouldn’t have turned me on, but I became wetter. He ran his tongue along the arch of my throat, those fangs teasing the sensitive flesh of my neck. I pictured him piercing my throat, marking me like he’d promised.
A low, deep sound left him and then he had me on my belly with my ass all but in the air. I felt him smooth his hand over the length of my spine, his fingers gently trailing that indention all the way to my bottom. My heart was beating in my throat, and I felt lightheaded.
Everything was happening so fast, but I wasn’t about to stop it.
He ground his erection against my ass, and I closed my eyes and bit my lip. My pussy clenched at the thought of him shoving all of that inside of me. He grabbed himself and started stroking his dick, moving his hand up and down the impressive length.
“This is all for you. This will only ever be for you.”
My throat tightened, and my mouth went dry.
He placed his hands on either side of my outer thighs, and slowly moved them up, his breath sawing in and out of him viciously, violently. His hands were warm, big, and slightly callused. They were masculine hands, ones that told me he worked hard with them, did manual labor.
He groaned. “I can smell how ready you are for me, Ali.” He pressed his dick in the crease of my ass harder.
“I’m so wet for you, Maddix. Stop torturing us and fuck me already.” I looked over my shoulder and saw his nostrils flare slightly, his bear flashing forward. I was tempting the beast.
And then he moved down the length of my body until I felt his warm breath along the top of my ass. He kissed and licked my flesh, and then grabbed the cheeks and clenched his fingers around the mounds. When he spread the mounds and the cool air moved along the middle, I let out the breath I hadn’t known I’d been holding.
“Yes,” he whispered. “Fuck. I’ve been waiting for this my whole life.” I watched as he stared at what he’d exposed, but then couldn’t hold myself up anymore. I rested my chest on the mattress and closed my eyes, just absorbing the feeling of him touching me.
He speared a finger down my slit, and I bit my lip harder. He spanked my right cheek first, the sound of flesh being hit echoing off the walls.
“Yes,” I said against the sheets, my voice muffled but the sound he made telling me he heard me just fine.
“You crave me.”
I really did.
“No more torture. No more foreplay. Please. Be with me already.”
“As much as I could do this all night and never be sated, anything you want is yours. You want your mate to fuck you, then so be it.”
His voice was so harsh, not human now, not Maddix.
He had me flipped onto my back, my breasts shaking slightly from the force. Then he took hold of his thick and long cock, brought it to the entrance of my body, and I held my breath. The air sawed in and out of me as we held each other’s gazes.
I saw—heard him—grit his teeth.
And then he started pushing into me, stretching me, causing that burn to claim me.
My inner muscles squeezed his cock, and he snapped his jaw closed.
“That’s it, baby, take all of me.” He breathed out those words as he continued to shove his shaft into me until the feel of his balls brushing against the curve of my ass had him stilling. A squeeze of my inner muscles had him gripping my thighs and groaning. “You’re so hot and tight.” Maddix closed his eyes, his fingers digging into my flesh until the pleasure and pain coalesced as one.
Bracing his knees apart and causing my thighs to widen further, he pulled out slowly. I felt my pussy contract around him. When just the tip remained at my entrance, he pushed back in. I could see he was restraining himself, going slow for me.
But as if he read my mind, Maddix started going faster. His strokes were languid at first, but when he opened his eyes and stared down at me, splayed out before him like an offering, he went faster. My breasts swayed with his thrusting, my nipples becoming harder, the very air making them sensitive. I felt my eyes start to close as the pleasure became too much for me.
He slowed his thrusting. “Look at me, baby. Watch me as I take you.”
When I opened my eyes and looked at him, he rewarded my obedience by moving fast once again.
“Touch yourself for me.”
I didn’t hesitate. I brought my hands up to cup my breasts.
“Fuck. That’s it, Ali. I could get off just watching you do that.”
I moaned and cupped them harder, rubbing my fingers over the tight peaks.
“I’m so close, baby.” He grunted. “I need to feel your pussy clench around me, milking my cock and drawing the cum from my balls.”
God, his talk was so filthy.
Throwing his hips at me harder, faster, I saw beads of sweat start to make a slow trickle down his temples. He slid his hand down my belly, over my hips, and ran his thumb along my swollen clit.
Just that small touch had my back arching and my thighs clamping tightly around him on their own.
My orgasm slammed into me.
“Oh.”
He didn’t relent on rubbing my clit or pumping his cock into me. My pussy clamped around him, my inner muscles rippling around his thick cock.
“Baby.” Rubbing my clit faster and adding a little more pressure, he pumped his cock into me once, twice, and stilled on the third stroke. “Ah … Christ.”
I couldn’t stop staring at him as I watched him get off. It was a powerful sight. His muscles contracted, his body seeming to get even bigger. He had his head tossed back, but after only a second looked at me.
“You’re. Mine,” he roared out and I saw the shift taking over him. He was still human … but not. “I’m sorry,” he said distortedly. “I can’t stop it, can’t stop my bear from sampling you, too.”
His eyes were at half-mast now, slits of blue that seemed to glow. He continued to thrust in and out of me, prolonging my pleasure, causing me to grip onto his massive biceps to hold on as my body moved up and down on the bed.
I had my mouth open, the ecstasy never-ending.
“Don’t apologize,” I managed to breathe out raggedly. “This is what I want too.” And it was, body and soul.
He had his mouth parted slightly, his canines elongated even further. He stared at my neck and I knew what he wanted.
“I need to mark you. I need everyone to know you’re mine.”
I tipped my head to the side.
“Bite me,” I moaned just as another smaller orgasm wracked me. I had my eyes closed when I felt his mouth at my throat, then his teeth piercing through my flesh. The pain was only a second before the pleasure that followed had me crying out. What I felt in that moment was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. I felt Maddix’s cock swell inside of me despite the fact he’d just come.
He grunted against the side of my throat and I knew he was coming again. After a moment he broke away, licking at the wound he’d just created, his breath warm against my skin, causing goosebumps to move along my body.
“There really is no going back now,” he whispered as he shallowly thrust
in and out of me. “Because wherever you are I’ll come for you.” When he pulled back I could see a droplet of my blood on his lips. I rose up and licked it off, an act I would have never seen myself doing, but in that moment, it just seemed right.
He kissed me until I was even more breathless than I had been.
Maddix broke away and I fully relaxed back on the bed, sweat coating my body, my heart racing a mile a minute, and my entire body sated.
I was left panting, grasping for air. Maddix pull out of me and we both groaned in disappointment. He lay beside me and pulled me against his body, his muscles molding against my softness. I was never more aware of how masculine he was than in this moment.
I rested my head against his chest and closed my eyes. It was my turn to breathe his scent in now, that dark, intoxicating aroma that made me feel like I was home. He pulled me in closer and held me, his big arms wrapping around me, keeping me closer.
“I’m never letting you go.”
Good, because I wasn’t letting him go either.
Chapter Eleven
Maddix
I kept my hand around Ali’s waist as we headed into Zakari’s cabin. My brother and his mate wanted a family dinner tonight, but really that was fucking code for they wanted to meet my mate and bombard her with twenty questions and examine her.
Allison was just getting used to the fact she was mated to a shifter, so her meeting my brothers would only add to more of the overwhelming sensation, I was sure.
I stopped at the front door and turned her to face me. “We don’t have to do this now. We can tell everyone to fuck off and that we’ll see them on our own time.” I looked in her eyes, wanted to just take her back to my cabin, wanted to be selfish. I only wanted her for myself, not wanting anyone else—not even my family—to be close to her.
I was a possessive, territorial bastard, but when it came to Allison, she was my world. I survived because of her, lived each day because of her. Maybe it was insane to humans, but for a shifter their mate was their world.
She smiled softly and lifted her hands to place them over mine, which were cupping her cheeks. “Maddix, I’m fine. I want to meet your family. I want to know all about you, about them.”
