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She shrugged. “Probably not. Honestly, all three packs have been decimated by this war. Moon-Ghost lost all its Alphas, and most of those who had Alpha potential. The survivors have been mingling. We were kept separate for so long, and where did it lead? A party seems like a good way to let off some steam and start socializing.”
“No way there won’t be half a dozen matches breaking out and someone will have their intestines clawed out before the night is done.”
My best friend grinned. “Like I said, letting off some steam. It’s a shifter party after all.”
Maybe she was right. Maybe this problem had gotten worse with the way our packs had become insular and distrusting of any others. Part of me didn’t want the Moon-Ghosts to get adopted into other packs. They’d been so damn cruel to me. But those who had—Jett, Sabine, Maddox—were now dead. And they weren’t all evil.
“Sounds like a blast.”
“So you’ll come?” she prodded.
“Wouldn’t miss it.”
She grinned. “Perfect. Just remember, us non-queenly shifters dress a bit more casual than the whole ball gown thing.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
After Daphne and the others went through the portal, I made myway to Cole.
“We have a lot to do.”
“Later,” Cole huffed. “I believe a private party was mentioned.”
My jaw dropped open. “You were eavesdropping!”
“I was,” he said, shameless as ever. Then he pushed off the wall, closing the distance between us. “And I can scent that’s exactly what you had in mind.”
I wanted to deny it, but I was a shit liar. Apparently, near-death experiences got me going.
I expected Cole to teleport us back to the bedroom. He did nothing of the sort. Instead, the doors to the throne room slammed shut. He grabbed my wrists and spun me around, pressing me into the wall. With a swift jerk of his hand, my vine-made clothing was ripped off. He buried himself inside me without a moment’s delay.
I gasped at the contact. The sudden fullness. But I didn’t protest, because I wanted it. I rocked my hips up to meet him.
“Someone could come in,” I warned.
“They wouldn’t dare” was his answering growl.
He nipped at the mate mark on my neck and I arched.
Cole was fierce in his movements, relentless as he pounded into me. My first orgasm came quickly. I gasped under him, my moans echoing off the walls of the massive room.
“That’s it. I want the whole palace to hear you.”
I couldn’t have contained the sounds of my pleasure if I’d tried. I expected him to continue, to go for his own release, but instead, his pace slowed. His magic wrapped around us, transporting us.
To our bedroom?
No, only across the room.
To his throne.
He moved our bodies deftly, so I was in his lap. His fingers pressed into my hips, holding me in place on his erection. The sensitivity between my legs was heightened in the wake of my orgasm, but Cole gave me only the briefest moment to recover. I went to move up and down on him, wanting to bring him to the edge of pleasure.
He growled. “At my pace.”
His hands gripped me even more tightly. He controlled my pace, lifting me and lowering me with utter dominance. All too quickly, I was aching for more. I tried to speed up the process, but he was having none of that.
“Greedy for another, so soon?”
