by Alisa Woods
And now she wanted him to make her his mate.
She towed him toward the farthest cabin on her family’s ranch. They were a small operation, but they had a steady stream of customers, riding the trails, living the ranch life, enjoying all the simple and earthy pleasures of the great outdoors. She’d grown up here, watching couples come and renew their love with a weekend of fun and relaxation… and she knew exactly what happened in the Bridal Suite cabin at the end. She always figured that, one day, she and her mate would consummate their love there as well.
Life didn’t always turn out the way you planned.
A sour fleeting thought of all the time trapped as Mace’s mate passed over her like a cloud. But the bright smile on Jak’s face as she pulled him up to the door of the cabin blasted away those thoughts like a clean wind dissipating the smoke of Mace under the witch’s combined spell.
“Is this it?” Jak asked, a little breathless as he checked out the rough-hewn door of the cabin. It probably didn’t look like much to a city shifter like him. And there wasn’t much more inside. Mostly a bed and a tub. But it held her dreams, ever since she was a girl.
“This is it,” she said. “It’s not much—”
He cut her off with a kiss. Then he threw open the door and scooped her up, bridal-style, carrying her over the threshold.
“It’s perfect,” he whispered, eyes on her alone. He hadn’t even looked at the inside of the cabin yet, but the love in his eyes was all she needed.
He gave a quick look around, spied the tub, and carried her there. It was oversized, a whirlpool tub, meant for lovers. He reverently set her down, kissed her gently on the lips, and then slowly unbuttoned her shirt. The heat between her legs was already throbbing from the submission, their kissing just minutes ago, and the sight of Jak’s naked glory, now hidden underneath his clothes again. But the gentle touch of his fingers on her chest as he unbuttoned her clothes just made the heat grow into an aching need to have him.
“I want to wash away everything that came before,” he whispered as he pushed her open shirt off her shoulders, letting it fall behind her. He feasted his eyes on her breasts, now bare to him, before quickly moving to unbutton her jeans. “I want a fresh start for us, Arianna.”
He knelt as he worked her jeans down her legs and lifted her feet free, one by one. Then he buried his face between her legs, and she gasped with the sudden touch of his tongue on her already throbbing nub. She grabbed at him, holding his head to her, but he was just teasing… and lifted away almost immediately.
His eyes were hooded with lust, and she just wanted him to take her now. Forget the bath. But he leaned over to start the water then started shucking off his clothes. She tried to be patient, but she couldn’t help running her hands over his chest as soon as it was bare, letting her fingers revel in the fact that she could touch him like this… forever.
It was like falling into a dream and never waking up again.
As soon as his pants were gone, Arianna reached for his cock. It was so thick and at attention that it begged for her touch. She wanted nothing more than to pleasure him until he moaned her name.
She pouted when he pulled her hand free.
“Any of that, and we’re not going to make it to the main event,” he chided. But his smile was wide. He stepped into the tub and turned on the spray nozzle mounted on the wall. A gentle waterfall of rain soaked his body, making it even more sizzling hot and tempting. She eagerly climbed in after him. He took her in his arms, but quickly turned her, so that she was under the water, not him. Then he reached for the bar of soap nearby and sudsed up his hands. Starting with her breasts, he soaped up her body. She clutched at his shoulders as his palms and fingers slowly worked their way over every square inch of her chest and arms, then down her legs and back up again. Far too briefly, he dipped his fingers between her legs.
She moaned. “Oh God, Jak. I don’t know how much of this I can stand.”
He grinned and turned her around. Then he slid his hands down her arms, lifting her hands and placing them on the wall next to the nozzle. “Just keep your hands there, Ms. Stefan, and let me do all the work.” She groaned as he continued caressing her breasts from behind, rubbing his front against her back. His thick cock teased her, rubbing against her rear and sliding against her skin, their bodies slick with the soap and water.
She was going to come without him even touching her, if he kept that up.
She bucked her hips back against him, making the contact with his cock even stronger. He let out a half-growl, half-groan, and picked up the pace in soaping down her back and legs and bottom. She was dripping wet between her legs by the time he pulled her back under the cascading water and rinsed her free of bubbles and soap.
“That’s enough bath for you,” he said, his voice such a low growl that she could barely hear it. But her wolf registered every syllable, whining and begging for him to claim her right now.
“Oh my god, Jak, I need you so badly.” She was panting as he lifted her from the tub.
He didn’t even bother drying them off, he simply carried her to the bed and laid her on it. Then he stretched her arms over her head and devoured her with a kiss. She wanted her hands free so she could run them over his dripping wet, hard-muscled body, but he wasn’t letting her go. And his other hand, the one not holding her wrists prisoner, was between her legs, sending shocks of pleasure rippling through her body.
She gasped as he plunged two fingers inside. His teeth nipped at her breast as he pumped his fingers, bringing her crashing over the edge before she could even call out his name. When she did, it was as much a cry as anything. Her hips bucked against his hand as it wrenched pleasure from her, waves of it crashing throughout her body. She felt his fangs come out, grazing her breast as he worked it with his tongue.
He was breathing hard when he finally lifted his face to hers. “Arianna, my love, I need to be inside you.”
“Oh god, Jak, please.” She was begging. She didn’t care in the slightest.
He released her hands and caressed her face. His eyes were at half-mast, and she could sense his wolf raging beneath his skin.
“I want my magic inside you as well.” His breath was uneven. “I’m not sure… I think I have enough. I think it’s regenerated. All I know is my wolf is crying holy hell, he wants you so badly.”
“I’m yours,” Arianna panted. “And his. Take me. And give me all of you.”
He growled in such a possessive way that she nearly came again with the way it made her quiver deep and low. He leaned back and roughly turned her over, lifting her hips and climbing behind her. She felt his cock, hard and ready at her entrance as she scrambled up on her hands, bracing herself. She wanted him to take her as hard as his wolf demanded for as long as he could stand it. As soon as she was ready, he didn’t hesitate, just slammed his cock inside her, taking her so hard from behind that it rocked her forward. She had to brace against the headboard, but each thrust shot thrills of pleasure through her body, making her arms weak and her head as light as a feather. If he hadn’t been gripping her hips so tight, she might have collapsed under the pounding, but as it was, he just floated her higher and higher on a cloud of unbelievable pleasure.
This was more than they’d had before. Something about the connection between them, her magic in his blood, was making every touch more pleasurable, more intense. She was quickly climbing to the peak again, but then Jak leaned forward, gripping her hair and pulling her head to the side, exposing her neck.
He was going to bite her. He was going to finally claim her and make her his.
He leaned even more forward, still thrusting inside her, but bringing his lips closer to her shoulder where he would make his mark.
“You are mine.” His voice was ragged with pleasure.
“Yes,” she panted.
“All mine.”
“Yes.”
“Forever mine.” The last was a whisper.
God, if he didn’t claim her right n
ow, she thought her heart might literally die from beating so hard. But then the bite came, glorious and hot, piercing her skin and her soul. He kept thrusting and groaning, and her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, washing through her just as his magic spilled from his mouth, through his bite, and flushed throughout her body. It mixed with her magic, and they were intertwined in the most intimate way: body to body, blood to blood, soul to soul. They were completely one, completely belonging to one another.
It drowned her in happiness.
Jak kept pumping until he let out a long, guttural groan. It rippled through his bite and his cock and every square inch of skin touching her. The sound alone was so damn sexy it rippled fresh pleasure waves through her and nearly made her come again.
Eventually, the pulsing through her body slowed. Jak eased to a stop and pulled away from her… but only for a moment before collapsing on the bed next to her and pulling her down to lay sprawled across his chest.
“Holy mother of god,” he breathed, staring at the ceiling. “Are you sure I’m not dead, Arianna? Because I’m fairly sure I just visited heaven.”
She giggled like a small girl, a flush of embarrassment running through her at such a childish sound. But that embarrassment fled when Jak looked at her with marvel in his eyes.
“I am the goddamn luckiest man in the world.”
She grinned and twisted around to climb on top of him, straddling him so that his cock, still swollen, pressed against her core, still tender from their lovemaking. She ground against him and grinned when his head tipped back, and he groaned.
“That’s where you’re wrong, Jak Roberts,” she said, bringing his hands up to cup her breasts. That popped his eyes open again, and he lifted his head to watch. “I’m the one who’s lucky to have you.”
“You just keep thinking that, my sweet Arianna,” he said, full wolf coming back to his eyes. “And I’ll keep giving you reasons to think so.”
She grinned. Then she started moving rhythmically, grinding at the contact between them. She smirked when she felt his cock growing firm again underneath her. She had every intention of wearing out every last bit of Jak’s famous appetite.
And she had forever in which to do it.
Jak and Arianna finally have their happy end!
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Alisa Woods lives in the Midwest with her husband and family, but her heart will always belong to the beaches and mountains where she grew up. She writes sexy paranormal romances about alpha men and the women who love them. She enjoys exploring the struggles we all have, where we resist—and succumb to—our most tempting vices as well as our greatest desires. She firmly believes that love triumphs over all.
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Table of Contents
Loved (Dark Alpha 6) Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
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