“Yep.” I wrapped my legs around him. “Now, Alpha.”
He caught my lower lip between his teeth and nibbled. Not hard, just enough to warn. “You’re a brat, Riley Campbell.”
“Does that mean you’re going to punish me?” I asked, hopeful.
He sighed. “I nearly die, and your response is to demand sex the moment I wake up.”
“Yes.” Because it proved he was alive. It helped me feel grounded again. Claimed.Loved.“I need your knot, Jonas,” I told him again, meaning every word. “Yourknot.”
He moved against me, his nose brushing mine. “I’m proud of you for fighting,” he whispered. “So damn proud to call you mine. Never lose that fire, Riley. It’s who you are, who Ilove.”
I shuddered beneath him, my heart beating a mile a minute as I accepted his praise and allowed it to deepen our embrace. “You’re who I love, too.”
It was a truth my wolf had known from the beginning—this Alpha had always been our destiny.
But now I understood that future, too.
“I want to be where you are. Always.” Something I’d realized while speaking with Kieran about where to go next.
He was right about Jonas needing a purpose.
And that purpose would be more pronounced in an X-Clan sector where he could be true to his Alpha roots.
He needed to feel superior, but not because of his arrogance or pride—it was just how he thrived.
Jonas kissed me, his lips and tongue whispering his affection and devotion with each stroke as he made love to me below.
It was slow.
Tender.
Perfection.
I didn’t want fast or hard. I wanted this—a vow of life.
Jonas is healed. We’re safe. We’re meant to be together.
Yet another reason to leave Blood Sector—I didn’t want to be near their vampire neighbors in Greenland. Sure, the ocean was large. But the relations between V-Clan wolves and the vampire species were a little too close for comfort.
Especially after my most recent experience.
Andorra Sector was safer. In theory, anyway.
Jonas nipped my lower lip, drawing me back to him as he slid in deep.
Still slow and purposeful.
Still beautifullyus.
I sighed, my wolf pleased with her Alpha’s attentions. His hands roamed up my sides, his palms cupping my breasts before venturing up to capture my face.
He pulled away to stare down at me, his gaze glittering with possession as he moved in and out of me.
No words.
Just emotions.
Love. Passion. Promises of forever.
