AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Fuck.” Rylan gasped, eyes snapping open to stare up at me, desire written all over his face.
“Do you like this?” my wolf asked, squeezing our inner muscles around his shaft, eliciting a groan. “Submit and you can have it.”
Irises hazy with want met mine, a challenge in their depths.
You’ll break first. I gritted my teeth and tilted my chin up, determined that he would be the first to give in.
He didn’t move, but neither did I. I could read defiance in the way his jaw flexed, which just made my resolve to resist that much more difficult. My wolf debated on what to do next while I waited, so turned on. I was on the verge of begging her to stop this ridiculous game.
An idea popped into my head that my wolf immediately bounced on. Rylan’s wolf was unmoving under us, and our objective was to make him submit to us. What better way than for us to seek our own pleasure?
With my hand still on his throat, I rolled my hips biting my lip, so I didn’t cry out. I moved again, eyes fixated on his face, watching every emotion that flitted across it.
Stubborn wolf.
I ran my free hand up my stomach until I reached my breasts. I gave one a squeeze before running my fingers over my nipple, feeling the skin pucker. Rolling my hips again, I couldn’t help a rough exhale as the feel of him inside me, plus my own teasing touches, pulled me closer to the edge.
I gasped and moaned, using his prone body as I saw fit, my hand still on his throat. My movements became jerky as I rode him, the feeling indescribable. My wolf started to whimper as we tried but couldn’t get in the right position. Rylan’s breathing was labored as he watched us struggle, the muscles in his jaw clenching and unclenching.
My wolf growled in my head, frustrated by the lack of involvement on Rylan’s part. The whimpering, gasping, moaning, and touching was all just a ploy. A game to get Rylan and his wolf to submit to us.
I didn’t see why it was so important until my wolf explained that, as our mate, we were the only ones he should submit too. This wasn’t a battle of wills like I had thought. We were proving a point. The point being that, once he submitted to us, then we would submit to him. As his mate, I came before everything else. If I was going to be vulnerable with him, he needed to be vulnerable with me first. He had to prove that we could trust him.
I felt a change in him as my wolf explained everything to me, like he was listening in to our conversation. His hands gripped my hips as he repositioned in order to push his hips up into me. My head fell back, the angle and force of him enough to make me see stars.
Through lust-glazed eyes, I watched as Rylan’s whole demeanor shifted. Gone was the stubbornness, replaced by acceptance. He was submitting to me the only way he knew how. I shuddered an exhale, finally able to relax.
“Thank you,” my wolf whispered with my voice.
“Anything for you,” Rylan said, voice still the deep baritone of his wolf.
With his hands on my hips, he guided me as I chased my pleasure. I removed my hand from his throat and placed both on his chest, using him to leverage my body up and down, meeting him thrust for thrust.
Tingles ran from my scalp all the way to my toes as pleasure crashed over me. I cried out when Rylan increased the pace, pounding into me until he was drunk on the feeling of me.
Before my orgasm had completely wrung me out, Rylan sat up, his arms wrapping around my back to hold me up. Somehow, he positioned himself, so he had a better angle. I gasped when he hit a spot inside me differently, making me come even harder.
Rylan’s lips caressed my chest, moving upward until he reached my shoulder. He licked the skin where my neck met my collarbone, and I shivered. My nails dug into the skin of his chest, the scent of blood wafting through the air.
Rylan panted, his breath coming in quick succession as he tasted my skin while still thrusting into me. I felt like a sack of bones, so dizzy from the rush that I barely recalled that Rylan hadn’t came yet. Not once.
His teeth scraped my collarbone, I moaned and leaned my head to the side so he had better access. At my submission, Rylan sank his teeth into my skin. The initial sting caused me yell, until the pain subsided. My senses were overflowing with my mate’s scent; he surrounded me completely, imprinting himself inside and out.
Fangs pierced my gums as instinct took over. My jaw stretched open, my teeth sinking into the back of Rylan’s neck. He shuddered but didn’t pull away, didn’t remove his mouth from my skin. Blood welled from the wound I inflicted, the scent tickling my nose. I pressed my lips to his skin, licked and sucked the blood that dripped out of the puncture wounds.
When the taste of him hit my tongue, I pulsed again. My inner muscles clenched so tight around his cock that I thought I might hurt him. With a muffled roar, Rylan jerked inside me, pushing up as far as he could.
On another level, I felt our souls reach for each other. Connecting. Completing the mate bond and filling me with Rylan’s love. For the first time in my life, I felt whole.
Chapter Seventeen
Rylan
Pearl was limp in my arms, so overcome with the completion of the bond that she’d passed out. It wasn’t unusual, so I let her adjust in her way.
I was buried so deep inside her that I never, ever wanted to leave. I could live here. The taste of her blood still coated my tongue, making me want another mouthful.
Reluctantly, I laid Pearl on the bed, pulling out of her gently, so as not to disturb her rest. I flopped down on the bed beside her and took a deep breath to calm myself.
