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Wait a second.
‘Rylan?’ I mentally pushed the question out toward him, hoping that it worked.
Rylan shook his head, looking like a wolf who had a bug buzzing around his ears.
“Did you hear that?” I asked, trying again with renewed concentration.
“Yes and no.” Rylan shook his head again in irritation. “I can feel it more than hear it.”
“Oh.” I frowned, disappointed.
I’d heard that completing the mating would awaken abilities in both of us. Technically though, we weren’t fully mated yet since we hadn’t done everything that completing the bond required. I huffed, slightly annoyed that nothing new had come of it then immediately regretted the thought. We weren’t doing this for the new abilities but because we loved each other. This was a commitment that I couldn’t imagine having with anyone else.
“Don’t worry. It’ll come in time.” Rylan shot me a teasing grin before running his hand down my thigh.
I sucked in a breath as awareness of where his touch registered. Heat poured into my belly, and I gasped. A spark appeared in his eyes as the color shifted to greener than gray.
My heart skipped a beat as his wolf pushed forward, needing a front row seat. Like it was an invitation, my own wolf appeared, excited to participate as well.
“Mate.”
“Mate.”
Our wolves greeted each other seriously, I chuckled inwardly. Wolves did not mince words or offer pleasantries. They were straight forward and brisk, something I envied about them.
“This is not… my ideal form,” Rylan’s wolf began, his voice deeper than it had been a few seconds earlier. “Regardless, I’m ready to make you mine.”
“Pfft, typical.” My wolf huffed, surprising the hell out of me, and judging by the taken-aback look on Rylan’s face, he was as well.
‘What the hell?’ I hissed at my other half. Heat still coursed through my body, and I was hyper aware of where Rylan was and what he was touching. Now wasn’t the time to pick a fight.
“Have I offended you, mate?” Rylan’s wolf asked, his eyes fixated on my face, studying it like he would a rabbit he was hunting.
“Bold of you to assume I want to be yours.” If I was in control of my body, I would have facepalmed my forehead.
‘What are you playing at?’ I thought we wanted the same thing, but her reaction indicated she didn’t.
Green irises narrowed on my face, and I fought not to squirm under the intensity. That stare had the power to make wolves submit, but my wolf shrugged it off like it was a fog rolling over the ground.
Rylan’s lip and nose rose in a snarl, his wolf not expecting any backtalk. My own face mirrored his expression, our muscles tightening in anticipation.
‘Answer me,’ I growled, readying to fight for control. I didn’t know what my wolf was doing, but I wasn’t about to let her ruin this when we’d worked so hard to get here.
“Submit,” Rylan’s wolf growled.
My wolf ignored the command, which impressed me. She snarled, “No.”
Faster than he could react, I moved.
Clenching my thighs to hold him in place, I arched up, using my weight to reverse our positions. My hand found his throat, claws pricking his skin as I held him down. His green eyes were an inferno of rage, but he did the correct thing and remained still. He was our prey now.
“Submit,” I commanded, watching his jaw tighten as he defiantly pressed against my hand. Blood swelled where my claws punctured, filling the room with the smell that instantly made my mouth start to water.
As a wolf shifter, I’d never craved blood like my wolf did, but this was entirely different. She wasn’t the only one craving it now. The difference was that it was our mate’s blood that we wanted, that we hungered for, craved. The scent of it was enticing to the point where we leaned down in order to smell the trickles of blood better. A fire ignited in my core, making me gasp as need surged through my mind.
I panted, trying to get control of myself, but my wolf was lost to the lust our mate’s blood had sparked. With my hand still on Rylan’s throat, I reached with my other hand and grasped his erection. Rylan snarled when my fingers wrapped around him, his cock jumping in my hand.
Grinning, I guided him to where I wanted him then sat down, impaling myself with him. Taking him as deep as it would go, I watched his eyes roll when he was fully seated inside me. My breathing was shallow as I adjusted to the invasion, biting my lip to keep from moving.
