Page 115 of Dark Cravings


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I scoffed, kneeling down to pet him. "That's kind of the point of training, pup."

He bristled half-heartedly at the nickname, but the fact that he put up such a fuss about it was admittedly part of its appeal. He shifted back and wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling me in for a kiss that was sudden enough it caught me off guard. When he sank on top of me, taking us both to the floor, I caught him around the waist and returned the kiss.

"Is this your way of getting out of training?" I asked, looking up at him when he came up for air.

The mischief in his eyes told me I had guessed correctly. "We've been at it for hours. I could use a break."

I pulled him back down on top of me, his body pressed to mine. "How am I supposed to say no to that?" I asked, kissing his throat.

He moaned blissfully, his head falling back. "You're not. You're an alpha—it's kind of your job to tend to my needs."

"Is that so?" I asked, rolling to flip our positions so I was on top of him, pinning his wrists to the floor. As strong as he was, the difference in strength between us was more glaring now than it ever had been. "Then I’d better not neglect my duty."

Eddie laughed, a musical sound I had come to live for. His moans of ecstasy were just as sweet, and I took no shortage of pride in eliciting them. As I kissed my way down his neck and over his torso, his breathing grew shallow, and he squirmed beneath me until I released his wrists. His hands trembled as he started unbuttoning my shirt, so I got undressed the rest of the way, eager for there to be nothing between us.

Nothing felt more perfect than when he was beneath me, his smooth skin pressed to mine. We were more or less the same body temperature now except when he was in heat, and despite the fact that he didn't feel any hotter to the touch than usual, he was squirming in anticipation just as eagerly as he did then.

"Good boy," I purred, sidling down between his legs to take him into my mouth. Since he wasn't in heat, it would require a bit more patience and exploration, but that in itself was a reward. I took my time worshiping his cock as I slowly pushed two fingers into him, not quite patient enough to go any slower than that. The way he was moaning and rocking his hips into me suggested he wouldn’t have tolerated it, anyway.

"Castor," he breathed, fisting his hand in my hair. "Please, I—"

I stopped what I was doing and rose to lay on top of him again. I already knew what he was asking. The bond between us had only grown, solidifying all forms of communication between us, both spoken and otherwise. I kissed him, making him taste his own arousal, and as he moaned, his lips parted for my tongue.

"You taste so good," I murmured.

He was already breathless, his eyes glazed as he looked up at me. "Is that the wolf side or the vampire side talking?" he teased.

I smiled against his lips. "A little of both."

He shivered as I gathered him into my arms, raking my partially shifted claws up his spine. It was so easy to elicit those small, enticing reactions in him. It had become an addiction.

"Oh," he gasped as I eased the tip of my cock into him. He tightened around me at first, and I waited until he relaxed to go any further. Once he did, I eased in the rest of the way until I was buried inside him balls-deep. His hands dug into my hair as he eagerly rocked his hips for more.

No matter how many times we were together like this, no matter how many times I fucked him, I still couldn't get enough. It was still every bit as dizzying and satisfying as it had been the first time. The fact that he now bore my mark somehow made it even more thrilling each time I claimed him anew.

And I would do that happily, forever.

I had worried in the beginning that I was going to regret allowing the Graystone pack to continue to exist, but so far, Leonidas had stayed true to his word. Besides, letting go of the pain of the past seemed like a small sacrifice to make in order to guarantee a future with Eddie.

My thrusts grew more forceful and his breathing became shallower as I continued to fuck him. Every little pleasured moan and sound on his lips was its own kind of ecstasy.

I had loved him long before I had turned, but to my surprise, becoming a wolf had allowed me to love in ways I hadn’t been capable of before. It was like every sense and emotion had been magnified in the wake of my transformation. Everything was sharpened, heightened, and intensified, but nothing more so than my fixation on him.

I had never felt so perfectly in sync with him, either. As I moved inside him and he writhed beneath me, I lost track of where he ended and where I began. I wasn't sure that distinction existed anymore. And if it did, with enough friction, I could probably wear it away.

"Cas," he breathed, panting against my neck as his fingers dug deeper into my hair, tugging and grasping desperately for more. I was equally desperate to give it to him.

"I'm going to knot you," I warned, giving him the chance to object. Instead, he just pulled me closer and squirmed eagerly beneath me.

A rush of breath left me, and I lost control. That was painfully easy around him. He was my weakness and my strength. A delicious paradox.

Eddie gasped softly as my knot filled him, and I came a moment later from the pressure alone. He was so tight, so warm, and a growl of possession rumbled through me.

Mine, my wolf chanted within me.

As reluctant as I had been to embrace the beast in the beginning, we were united in that, if nothing else. Loving him. Claiming him. Protecting him. As much as he was ours, we were his, and I wouldn't have changed that for anything.

Eddie came with a blissful moan, clenching down harder on my knot, and I muttered a curse under my breath. If he had any idea of the things he did to me. How much power he held over me in these intimate moments, and every other. Power no one else had ever wielded, and never would.

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