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The wolf whined. I placed a shaky hand on his fur and smiled. I couldn’t resist. He felt so soft. So warm. “Come back to me, Donovan. Let me speak to the man.”
He howled into the night. Sam fell to his knees in front of his alpha, displaying his neck. “I’m sorry, alpha. I am sorry for showing any disrespect to you or your mate.”
What bullshit. I wanted to roll my eyes and declare I could handle my own business. If Donovan was to make anyone accountable, it was me. But then I had to check myself. I was dealing with the wolves now. They played by different rules.
Only I wasn’t a wolf. “Donovan,” I demanded, waiting for him to turn to me. The wolf did, looking down his damn nose knowing he could kill me with one bite. But I had to take a stand. It felt important. “I’m your mate. One who will handle her own shit. And one who will never betray you. Now calm the fuck down and turn human.”
“Erm, Savannah,” Kyran warned from our audience. “Maybe don’t shout at the big, bad wolf, eh?”
“Oh, he’s bad,” I drawled, narrowing the gap between us. I trained my eyes on his. “He’s the one who didn’t tell me that his ex had turned up to the party. The one whose ass he checked out and who he didn’t stop when she grabbed onto his. So yeah. He’s bad, alright. And he needs to turn human so I can make sure he understands that I think he’s a jackass!”
A few mutters of laughter flooded from the crowd. Gen clasped a hand over Grace’s mouth to stop her hysterical giggling.
“So what do you say, Alpha,” I sneered, offering my neck. I’d submit with my actions, but not my mouth. “How about we make this a fair fight?”
The wolf’s head shook, and in one fluid movement, Donovan shifted back into a naked man.
Damn.
Should have called that.
He looked good, his cock hard, his eyes flaring. He continued to ride the rage of his wolf, his eyes still shining gold. They hadn’t changed back yet, even if Donovan was fighting it. He clutched the fabric of my dress and tugged me to him.
He growled, “You. Are. Mine!”
“Yes, I am. So what are you going to do about it?”
He breathed deeply, drawing in air, trying to regain his calm. His eyes flitted toward Sam, still needing the fight, so I distracted him, placing a soft hand on his cheek.
“Donovan?”
Another growl—one no longer human—escaped his lips, one of warning, and one of the alpha regaining his control. It stoked something inside me, something that made me want to sate him, heal him, and soothe. Overwhelming love hit hard and tears welled in my eyes. I fed my fingers into his hair, forgetting myself, only seeing him; my wolf, my mate. I gripped his locks tight.
“Mine.” He picked me up and wrapped my legs around his naked waist. That reminded me…
“You’re naked.”
“We’re used to it.” He gripped my ass hard and rubbed me against his hard cock. Only my panties remained as a barrier between us and I moaned, breaking through his final restraint. He carried me toward the cabin away from a cheering crowd and Gen and Grace yelling ‘Go, Savannah!’ into the night.
I should have been embarrassed, but I wasn’t. I needed him as much as he needed me, and I burned.
“Donovan,” I pleaded the moment we entered the bedroom. He slammed the door behind us and laid me on the bed. He pinned my arms against the covers, his eyes still shining brightly in the moonlit dark.
“Mine,” he growled again, continuing to create friction against my clit with his cock.
“Yours.”
He whined, still in his human body, but torn between man and wolf.
“Don’t be gentle,” I told him, seeing the tense muscles and clenched jaw. “Take me as you are.”
Howling, he tore off my dress, tearing my panties and discarding them. He grabbed a nipple and pinched it hard before shoving it into his mouth. He sucked with punishment, drawing out so much pleasure against the sharpness. I leaned up to give him more, and he took, nipping my skin, taking in the nipple and as much of the curve of my breast his mouth would allow.
His hand snaked up to my neck, pinning me down. He dined, moving to my other breasts, doing the same, panting against my skin. Then he found my lips. And this wasn’t kissing. He was taking and taking, sucking at my damn soul, rampant with need as he took and took from me, one hand on my neck, the other pinching my nipple over and over as his mouth stayed glued to mine.
“Donovan,” I gasped when I finally got a reprieve from his mouth, needing him inside me.
“Mine,” he whispered, removing his hand from my neck and pressing against my body, following the curves down to my naked pussy. He slipped his finger inside, and then another, fucking me with them so hard I would have come there and then if he hadn’t withdrawn at my quickening breath. “Tonight, you only come on my cock.” He flipped me over and dragged my ass to him. He slapped my ass cheek hard in punishment and then slipped inside me, ramming in hard and fast. I roared with the pleasure of it. He slapped my ass again.
