Her release slowly built inside her. Ryder stroked faster, harder, angling his hips so his cock rubbed against her clit as he pushed home. The smell of their combined scents was intoxicating to her.
“Come for me, baby,” Ryder said huskily. “I want to feel your pussy come on my cock.”
Wren lifted her legs to either side of his hips, putting him exactly where she needed him to reach her climax. She closed her eyes to better focus on the sensations coursing through her body with each of Ryder’s thrusts. It took only half a dozen strokes to have her orgasm tearing through her. Ryder pushed inside her and held still as her body fell apart.
Once it was over, Wren realized Ryder hadn’t come yet. He then surprised her by holding her waist and rolling to his back, taking her with him so she ended up on top, straddling him. His hard cock remained buried inside her pussy.
“I want you to ride me,” he said. “Make me come.”
“I can do that.”
Wren lifted up on her knees, then pushed back down. With her on top, Ryder’s cock rubbed her in different places than it had before. She was able to take him deeper inside her pussy.
She set a steady up-and-down rhythm and placed her hands flat on the grass on either side of his head. She leaned over him, brushing her nipple against his lips until he opened and sucked the taut bud into his mouth. She watched him suck at her breast, the sight causing her body to clench around his.
Ryder put his hands on her hips and thrust up to match each of her strokes. His cock grew harder. Her body coiled tight once more, readying itself to orgasm again. Wren gently pulled her nipple out of his mouth and sat up straighter, taking him in faster strokes.
“Just like that,” Ryder panted. “I love the feel of your pussy wrapped around my cock. I’m so very close.”
She squeezed her inner muscles tighter around him as she rode him harder. She teetered on the edge of release herself. When she came this time, she wanted Ryder coming right along with her.
Just as her pussy rhythmically clutched and released his cock, Ryder moaned and thrust up into her one final time, lifting her knees off the grass. Wren cried out his name as her climax tore through her. His shaft pulsed deep inside her pussy, giving her everything he had to give.
Once the last wave of pleasure receded, Wren collapsed onto Ryder’s chest, panting, fighting to catch her breath. “That was incredible. I knew it would be good like this for us.”
The sound of clapping had both of them turning their heads to where the noise came from. At the sight of a man, who was also native, standing five yards away watching them, Wren jumped off Ryder. From the stranger’s scent, she knew he was a dark wolf.
He clapped again. “The two of you put on quite a show. I must say I really enjoyed it.”
Ryder stood, clothes appearing on his body as they did on Wren’s. “Tanner.”
That single word, the name of the dark wolf leader, had Wren going into instant alert mode.
Chapter Six
Ryder’s first instinct upon seeing Tanner was to push Wren behind his back to protect her, but he didn’t do it. For one thing, she was far stronger and more able to defend herself against Tanner than he was.
Tanner closed some of the distance between them. “Aren’t you going to ask how I got inside your dream, Ryder? Just so you know, I’m not a figment of your imagination. It really is me here.” He glanced at Wren. “As it would appear your girlfriend is too.”
Wren growled loudly. “Oh I’m really here. You’ll stay the hell away from Ryder.”
The leader of the dark wolves laughed. “She’s a tough one.” He sniffed the air. “And she’s different. By her scent, I’m picking up werewolf and what the wolf brothers and their mates smell like. So one of the sentinels turned a female werewolf who isn’t their mate. Interesting.”
“What do you want?” Ryder asked.
“Nothing really. This was supposed to only be a test to see if I could actually get into your dreams in the first place. But seeing you and your girlfriend go at it, I couldn’t resist saying hello. And asking you to pass on a little message to the wolf brothers. You can tell them I’m coming for them. I’m done hiding. They took a couple of members from my pack. I want them returned to me. If they aren’t, someone is going to end up paying the price.”
“Leave, Tanner. The sentinels aren’t afraid of the likes of you. They were created to defeat the dark wolves. You won’t stand a chance against them.”
Tanner growled and took a threatening step toward Ryder. Wren shifted to her hybrid dire wolf form and stood in front of Ryder, growling.
The dark wolf leader didn’t come any closer. “She is a hybrid. But the question is, is she any stronger for it?”
“Oh she’s strong. The wolf brothers have been training her. She knows how to take down a dark wolf.”
“Let’s test that theory.”
Before Tanner could go on the attack, Ryder’s ancestor appeared behind the leader of the dark wolves. He grabbed Tanner by the back of his neck, appearing to easily hold him in place.
“You don’t belong here, evil one,” the first shaman said. “You will leave this place and never return to my descendant’s dreams. He is under my protection.”
Tanner let out a howl of rage just before he disappeared from sight. Ryder’s ancestor then came to stand before Ryder and Wren, who shifted back to human form. “He will not be able to come back,” he said. “I’ve made it so the spell he used will no longer work.”
“Thank you,” Ryder said.
“It’s time to awaken the rest of your powers, my grandson. I had hoped to break it up into two more stages, but the dark wolves have grown too powerful. The wolf brothers need you at full strength.” He looked at Wren. “I know you worried the last time, but don’t. I’m always watching over Ryder, and have been since the day he was born. I’ll make sure no harm will come to him during his transition.”
That was all the warning his ancestor gave him before he put his hand on the center of Ryder’s chest. Same as the first time, it glowed, sending waves of pain through his entire body. And he passed out as he’d done before.
* * * * *
Unlike the last time, Wren didn’t wake up to find herself in a day-lit room. It was still night. She immediately sat up and turned in Ryder’s direction. She shook him, but he didn’t wake up. A quick check of his forehead showed he had a fever as well. At least she had Ryder’s ancestor’s word that Ryder would be okay.
But that didn’t stop her from staying awake for the rest of the night, watching Ryder. During the hours she waited for morning to come, Wren thought over what had happened in the dream. Having Tanner arrive was more than a little worrisome. She would have to tell Edensaw what the leader of the dark wolves had said, but she wasn’t going to wake him up to do so. It could wait until he was awake.
Wren curled up next to Ryder and lovingly traced his features with her fingertip. Making love to him in his dream was something she would always remember. The only thing that could top it was doing it in the real world where the sensations were sure to be stronger, more pleasurable.
For better or worse, Ryder was going to be forever hers. There was only one thing that could throw a wrench into it—his mortality. She had no idea if he’d remain mortal after he gained his full powers or not. If he didn’t become immortal, she didn’t know what she’d do. It wasn’t as if she could cut her own life short if he were to die of old age. As a true immortal, she could put a gun to her head, pull the trigger and survive it. The idea of having to live the rest of eternity without the man she loved at her side… She didn’t even want to go there.
“If you end up staying mortal,” she said out loud, even though he couldn’t hear her, “you’re going to have to let one of the wolf brothers bite you. I refuse to lose you. Do you hear me?” She then spoke to the room at large. “And if you’re out there and can hear me, Ryder’s ancestor, maybe you can do something about it too. You were powerful enough to create t
he first werewolves. You should be able to manage this one little thing.”
Of course there was no response to her plea, not that Wren expected to get one. The only time she’d seen the first shaman was in Ryder’s dreams. She had no idea if he could appear here in the real world.
Wren must have drifted off to sleep shortly after dawn because she jerked awake thinking there was an earthquake since the bed shook so much. Knowing it had to be caused by Ryder, she looked at him, expecting to find his eyes open and him no longer unconscious. That wasn’t the case. He lay on the bed, not aware of anything around him, as his body took on a glow. The bed shook harder, jostling both of them.
“Ryder, wake up,” she said loudly as she pushed at his shoulder. She got no response. His eyes didn’t even flutter.
The entire household arrived inside Ryder’s bedroom. “It happened again, didn’t it?” Edensaw asked.
She nodded, unable to pull her gaze off Ryder as his body glowed brighter. “Yes.”
“This is nothing like yesterday.”
“I know.” Wren looked at Edensaw. “Tanner used some kind of spell to get inside Ryder’s dream as well. He told us to tell you and the other sentinels that he wants his pack members returned to him and that he’s done hiding from you. He would have attacked us, but your first shaman arrived and sent him away. Ryder’s ancestor then said he had to awaken the rest of Ryder’s powers all at once, even though he hadn’t wanted to do it that way. The dark wolves are too strong now for the delay.”
Suddenly, the glow around Ryder’s body disappeared. He arched his back and stiffened. He let out a groan as if he were in a lot of pain. It lasted all of ten seconds before he slumped on the bed, which finally stopped shaking.
More scared for him than she’d ever been, Wren shook him. “Ryder? Ryder, wake up.” His head flopped from side to side. “Ryder, wake up,” Wren said louder, hysteria tingeing her voice.
Wachei put his arms around her from behind and stilled her movements. “Shh, Wren. It’s okay. Listen. You can hear his heartbeat. It’s strong. He’s all right. I have a feeling his full powers aren’t finished coming awake. That was just part of it.”
Wren took a deep breath and did as Wachei said. Sure enough, now that she wasn’t letting her fear for Ryder run away with her, she heard the steady beat of his heart. She relaxed some and nodded.
Wachei kissed the top of her head. “Good girl. Everything is going to be all right. You’ll see.”
She hoped so. It scared the shit out of her to see Ryder like this, no matter that his ancestor told her not to worry. It wasn’t as if she had anything to fall back on. Ryder was the only person to go through this. At least when Capac had turned her, they’d known what to expect and had told her up front what would happen to her.
That crisis seemingly over for now, the others left her alone with Ryder to wait out what would happen next. Wren stayed by his side, only leaving to take brief trips to the bathroom and hurriedly get something to eat and drink. Cassidy had insisted on the latter.
It was approaching evening when Ryder showed signs of coming awake. His eyes blinked open and he looked around the room until his gaze landed on Wren. He sat up and cupped the back of her neck as he kissed her.
Once it ended, Wren wrapped her arms around Ryder and held him tight. “Are you okay? You were out for a very long time.”
He hugged her back. “I think so.” He let her go. “Maybe I’m not going to get hit as bad as I did yesterday.”
She gave him a small smile. “You did once while you were out cold. You made the whole bed shake and your entire body glowed. That was hours ago.”
His brows drew together. “What time is it?”
“It’s around seven in the evening.”
“I’ve been out that long?”
“Yes.”
“Did you worry?”
“Of course. It’s hard to see the man you love lying there, not moving, and not sure what will happen to him.”
Ryder grew very still. “Did you just say you love me?”
Wren met his gaze. “Yes.” He opened his mouth as if to say something, but she cut in before he got a word out. “I know it might seem a little fast to you, but I’ve known right from the start that I’d give you my heart. You don’t have to say it in return if you aren’t ready. I can wait.”
“What I feel for you isn’t a crush. I—”
At Ryder’s sudden silence, Wren looked at him closely. His body had taken on a slight glow. It was going to happen again. “Ryder?”
“Oh shit.”
Not only did the bed shake, but everything on a flat surface shook as well. As expected, everyone came running again. Ryder’s body glowed brighter, a look of strain on his face as he gritted his teeth. Remembering how her touch had helped him regain control of his powers, Wren reached over and took his hand. It had no effect, but she didn’t let go.
“It isn’t working,” Ryder said. “It’s too much. I don’t think I can control it.”
The bed shook harder. A stack of books Ryder had on a shelf that hung on the wall crashed to the floor with a loud thud. The others in the room fought to keep their balance as the tremors increased.
If Ryder didn’t stop, there was a good chance he’d bring the house down around them. Wren took his other hand in hers, squeezing tight. Still the house shook and the glow didn’t dissipate.
Desperate to do something to help Ryder, Wren did the first thing that came to mind. Her touch had helped him the first time—maybe he only needed more of it. She let go of his hands and cupped his face while she brought her mouth to his. She kissed him with all the love she had for him. The shaking stopped as suddenly as it had started.
Wren pulled away and smiled at Ryder. “That worked.”
The smile he’d started to give her quickly faded. The glow around his body surged to life, as did the tremors. “More,” Ryder said. “I need more.”
Wren didn’t hesitate. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed Ryder for all she was worth. Ryder returned her embrace with the same amount of heat. She vaguely heard Kajakti say, “I think that’s our cue to leave.” The others left the room, the door shutting behind the last one to step out into the hallway.
Wren and Ryder rose onto their knees and pressed their upper bodies together. Wren’s taut nipples rubbed against Ryder’s bare, hard chest, causing them to tighten more. Arousal pounded through her. If making love was what Ryder needed to regain control of his powers, she was more than happy to oblige. Her body ached for his.
“I have to have you,” Ryder said between kisses as he shoved his hands up the back of her shirt and undid her bra.
“Yes,” she gasped. “Now.”
He tore her top off over her head, taking her bra with it, then returned to plundering her mouth. She undid the tie to his pajama bottoms before she shoved her hand down the front of them, wrapping it around his hard cock. This lovemaking was going to be hard and fast. Not that she wanted it any differently. Her body was already on fire, her pussy growing wetter by the second.
“I have to get inside you. I can’t wait.”
“You don’t have to. Hurry.”
They tore at each other’s clothes. Since Wren had on more than Ryder, she helped shed her jeans and panties. Once she was completely naked, he pulled her tight against him and took her down to the bed on her back. She opened her legs and lifted her hips in invitation as his cock pushed inside her pussy. She was so turned-on he met no resistance as he seated himself to the hilt.
She’d been right. Making love in the real world increased the delicious sensations Ryder caused in her body. He pulled back before pushing his shaft all the way inside her once again. He then set a quick pace, which she matched, squeezing her inner muscles around him.
Ryder buried his face in the crook of her neck as he reached under her to cup her bottom, angling it for him to take her deeper. Wren put her legs around his waist, locking her ankles at the base of his spine. The pleasure bui
lt and built inside her. His cock grew even harder. He moaned against her skin, the sound causing her to growl.
The bed had stopped shaking, but now they were making it bang against the wall with the force of their lovemaking. Wren didn’t give a crap what the others thought about the sound. All that mattered was having Ryder’s cock plunging inside her pussy, pushing her closer to climax.
His hips pistoned faster, his thrusts became more forceful. She wrapped her arms around his back and held on, getting lost in the pleasure that swamped her body. Her orgasm didn’t just creep up on her. It slammed into her like a freight train.
Wren howled like the werewolf she was. Ryder thrust into her one final time, then held her tighter against him as he came. His cock pulsed deep inside her as he climaxed right along with her.
Their harsh breathing was the only sound in the room as they lay there panting. Slowly Wren unwound her legs from around Ryder’s waist. He rolled to his back and snuggled her up close against his side, her head pillowed on his chest. She closed her eyes and listened to the thundering of his heart that matched her own. That was the best sex she’d had in her life.
Chapter Seven
That was the best sex Ryder had ever had in his life. Having Wren in his dream didn’t even come close to taking her outside it. And he wanted to do it again and again until they couldn’t move, even if their lives depended on it.
He turned his head and kissed the top of Wren’s. “That defies description.”
She chuckled. “I have to agree. It also helped you regain control.”
Ryder looked at her. “Don’t discount yourself. It had to do with the fact I was making love to you.” He grew serious. “Let me finish what I was going to say before all hell broke loose. What I feel for you isn’t a crush. I love you too. I think I’ve known for a while, but I didn’t want to own up to it as long as I had to remain celibate.”
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