Page 53 of The Witch’s Daughter

“Tell me to stop.” His earthy brown eyes turned up to me.

“I can’t,” I whispered, praying he wouldn’t notice how badly I wanted him. All of him. The Alpha he was. The powerful wolf-witch. The tender hearted pup I knew, that he never let anyone else see.

Jaxon rose to his full height, pressing a whisper-soft kiss to my lips as his fingers dipped between my thighs.

He moved to speak against my ear. “Then you’re going to come, screaming my name.”

I nodded, very much in love with that idea.

His thumb circled my clit as he spread my legs wider with his knee. I cried out, arching against him. But Jaxon didn’t slow. He increased the pressure, taking me right to the edge faster than I knew was possible, and then stopped, gathering my wetness to slide a finger inside.

I gasped at the sudden warm intrusion.

Jaxon stilled. Then he chuckled, leaning closer to my ear again. “Tell me, Tisiphone. Has anyone ever touched you this way?”

“No.” I squeezed my eyes tight, worried this would be the moment he’d walk away. Once he realized how inexperienced I was. Not that I hadn’t had toys to help me through my heats, but never with… anyone.

“Good,” he praised, and I felt the truth of his approval as he resumed his touch on my clit and curled a slowly moving finger against my inner walls. “This is mine. Your orgasm. It’s mine.”

I kept nodding, too delirious to speak as he coaxed me right to the edge. So dangerously close. I’d been burning here for a lifetime it seemed. All I had to do was leap. Every muscle in my body tightened, begging for this release. For his mercy.

“Jaxon,” I cried as he drew out my orgasm, sensations crashing and pulling me under with their intensity.

“That’s it,” he whispered, coaxing out the last of my pleasure. “All for me.”

The hunger in his eyes was forever seared in my brain as I collapsed boneless against the tree.

20

Jaxon

“You look like shit.” Calla smirked. “How did last night with the witch go?”

Not good enough. My wolf growled. It ended too early when we dropped her off because this fool couldn’t follow through to seal the deal.

She’s not talking about Tisiphone, I snapped at him, bending over to stretch out my lower back and wishing today of all days that I could avoid dealing with anymore problems.

I had enough of my own.

“Her name is Emily.” I’d gotten her name as an afterthought last night before I’d sent her on her way. “She’s headed to get in touch with the Ossory Alpha. Liam. He should be here soon.”

“So we’re just going to wait for all the Alphas to get together and solve this?” Calla asked.

I frowned. Isn’t that the way it always was? “That is our job.”

“You’d think Vincent would know better than to try and start a war with the humans before enlisting the Alphas’ support first,” Ahmad said, keeping his voice down as he cast a wary glance to the warlock guards getting ready for the day.

“Unless he thinks he’s more powerful than our wolf Alphas.” Amir flexed his shoulders as he stretched out his arms.

The morning sun blared down on us, warming the day too early, and I frowned because Amir actually made sense.

Bullshit. Vincent is just a warlock.

“Has anyone actually seen him use his powers?” Gentry asked. “I heard he had some serious strength. They say he’s blessed by the gods.”

“Rumors.” Ahmad jogged in place.

“Right?” Amir said. “Besides, it’s not like he can take on Alpha Jaxon over here.”