Page 34 of His Damaged Purpose


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The other alphas just laughed good-naturedly.

“Is that what they are calling it these days?” Cooper chuckled.

It was good to have friends and to belong. It was a foreign feeling to me, but one I could get used to.

“Yeah, that’s what they are calling it these days.” I winked and went straight to my cabin where I shucked my clothing and called forth my lion.

I needed to run, hunt, something that wasn’t being the yoga creeper. My lion came easily, my paws landing on the ground with a thump. I took off running into the tree line, looking for something worthy of my mate.

There weren’t a ton of animals who stuck close to the pride. They sensed us as the predators that we were. But I kind of loved that. It meant that I had to work for my catch.

Lately my mate had been all about meat. He said it was our babe needing protein. If baby needed protein then baby was going to get protein.

It took me a while to find prey worthy of my mate, but when I did, I made short work of bringing the buck down. I’d been so focused on the catch that I forgot that I needed to be able to get it back home. My lion was strong, but he wasn’t carry-a-buck-on-his-back strong.

“I need some help.” I was back with the guys, the buck still in the woods.

“Sorry, my dude. That is something you need to handle on your own.” Cooper cracked up at his own joke.

I ignored him. “I need to bring a buck home.”

“Damn, those were some powerful yoga moves.” Gideon set what he was working on down. “Let’s go get it.”

The alphas all helped me bring it home and hang it. We had just finished when my mate came home.

“I brought you something.” I pointed to the deer.

“What I just heard is that I need to do yoga more often.” He kissed my cheek, bringing his lips to my ears to whisper, “Thanks for the present, alpha. Let’s ditch these guys and we can go inside and I can thank you properly.”

“We can hear you, you know,” Shaw said.

“I know. You were meant to.” Pol stuck out his tongue playfully and then dragged me into our home and straight to our bedroom.

“Yoga time?” I asked,

“Yoga time.” Pol pulled his shirt off. “Naked yoga.” He slammed his lips to mine for a passionate kiss, and we made quick work of our clothing, both of us standing there hard and needy.

“Want to show me some of your moves?” I said against his lips. “Because I have some of my own.”

“I’m always ready for learning new—”

I dropped to my knees before he could finish his sentence and licked a path up his hardness. He moaned with pleasure, and I circled his tip with my tongue before taking him into my mouth as deeply as I could.

His hand fell to my head, his fingers weaving through my hair. “Goddess, yes! Like that,” he encouraged me.

I sucked in deeply, and slowly pulled myself up his length, adding just a tinge of teeth that he enjoyed so much. When I reached the tip, I looked up at him, and when he caught my eye, I slammed down on him, swallowing as he reached the back of my throat.

He took over from there, using his hand to guide me, fucking my mouth hard and fast, nothing else existing but this—us—here together. My own cock was getting painfully hard, precum gathering on the tip. I ignored it. This was about my omega.

I reached behind him, finding him slick and ready for me. Using my fingers, I showed him exactly what I planned to do with him later, first with one, then two, then three fingers. His slick dripped down my fingers, his arousal so deep and heavy.

And then he pulled me up and off his length. “Can’t. Come. Not. Inside.” He panted. “Now.”

I scooped him up onto the bed where he got on his hands and knees. I placed a pillow underneath him for comfort and settled in behind him, lining myself up with his entrance.

He pushed back. “Don’t make me wait,” he cried out.

I grabbed his hips and slammed into him.

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