Ryker’s POV:
“Y-you’re staying?”
I asked, shocked beyond words. I almost don’t believe what just slipped past her, now swollen, lips. She beams at me before bringing those wonderfully sweet lips back to mine.
“Yes, I’m staying.”
She mummers into my mouth.
She’s staying! Claim her! Mark her, now!
My wolf goes crazy at her words. I can feel him clawing to get to the surface, he wants her just as much as I do, but I know I have to give her time. She may be staying, but I’m not sure she’s ready to be marked….to be mated.
Don’t let her go! MARK HER!
The feeling of her tongue running across my collarbone snaps me back to the moment. Her teeth graze my skin as her small hand trails the lines of my stomach. Hardening instantly, my breathing hitches as soft fingers slip under the material.
Losing the internal fight with my wolf as soon as I feel her teeth nibble the dip of my collarbone, she favors that spot on me, the spot where her mark will be. I lose all control at that thought and my wolf takes over.
Flipping her and trapping her under us, I feel him grind against her. Her eyes roll back as she moans at the feel of us teasing her core. The fabric between us heating with the movement causing the swell of desire to increase. I wasn’t sure how long we would be able to hold out, pushing the need to release back, I wanted to be inside her when I found mine.
Not like this! I can’t take her like this! Back off now.
I plead with my wolf, I wanted our first time to be special. She deserved that, she deserved more than a lust driven fuck. Hell I deserved more. She needed to know how much I’ve held back waiting for her, wanting only her, only my mate.
NO! I want her, you want her, and she’s ready! I can smell it. Let us take her.
He was so excited at the prospect of mating our mate, claiming her. Visions of her round with our pups, the different ways we could take her as she progressed, the pleasure we could give her. I wanted all of that but when she was ready.
He was fully in control, I was just a thought in the backdrop if my own mind. I could feel everything he was doing but I wasn’t able to take back control, he wanted this too badly. Taking my hand and running it along her inner thigh, I watched intently when he started to press small circles over her jean covered heat.
He was too caught up in the feeling he didn’t note her small whimpers of fear, the shuddering of her body as he nibbled at her ear, or the way her small hands were pressing against our chest. I could sense she wanted us to stop but my wolf didn’t.
She’s scared! ENOUGH NOW!
“Please stop.”
Her voice was nothing above a whisper but it was enough to have my wolf freezing at the thought of hurting her. Pulling back slightly he gazed down at her, I could feel the pain in our chest as he watched her, tears filling her eyes as she shook.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I thought you wanted this.”
He said, cupping her cheek. When her eyes finally opened she gasped, I knew she was seeing the black orbs of my wolf instead of my own brown ones.
Give me back control! You scared her, let me calm her.
I screamed as I felt the barrier he put up start to crumble, allowing me to take back control.
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Blood Wolf
General Fiction**Mature Content: violence/sex/language** Book 1 of the Wolf Series 19 year old Dallas has secrets, many, many secrets but the biggest one of them all may just be her most powerful asset. She's never known pack life, until recently she didn’t e...
