Chapter 45
Icarry my mate deep into the rudimentary stacks, as far back as they go. She’s mine right now. Only mine. She smells like pure sex, slick soaking through her already wet clothes to drip down my abs and core as she clings to me.
She’s definitely in another spike. The adrenaline must have triggered it.
I’ve heard tales of bloodlust and people wanting to fuck hard after a fight.
I never truly understood it until now. Seeing my mate, my Madison, in danger filled me with a need to claim her.
To prove to my alpha instincts that she’s still here with me and she’s mine.
I can’t fight this urge—not when she wants it, too. We’ve both wanted this for too long.
It’s dark back here, but there’s just enough light from the glowing ore to see floor-to-ceiling shelves made of stone. They’re filled with little discs rather than books, but I barely notice because Madi is sucking on my neck, and I know she’s seconds away from using her teeth.
I’m about to lose it, but I can’t let her mark me somewhere so public.
As much as I want everyone to know I’m hers, this is another way I can protect her.
I press her back against the wall firmly enough that I don’t have to hold her up anymore.
Then, I pull off my shirt and point to my chest, right over my heart.
“Here, omega. This is where you’ll mark me. ”
I need to make sure it’s somewhere no one will easily see. For her protection as much as mine.
“Arms up.”
She obeys beautifully. I take hold of her damp shirt and pull it over her head. Fuck, that little bikini is gonna be the death of me. As soon as the shirt is off, she’s scrambling to unlace the ties.
I help her, freeing her heavy breasts. One day, I’m going to slide my cock between them and fuck those tits until my cum covers her throat. Then I’m going to smear it into her skin and collar her with my hand while I take her again.
But not today.
I set her down just long enough for her to step one leg out of her shorts and bikini bottoms. I don’t wait for her to get the other foot out before grabbing her ass and lifting her again. Banding one arm under her, I use the other to work my swim shorts down just enough to free my aching cock.
Positioned right below her dripping cunt, I pause. But she doesn’t let me second-guess this. She bends forward and bites, right where I told her to.
Sensation slams into me, my head whipping back, eyes rolling from pleasure. I can’t hold her up any longer. She lowers right on to my waiting cock, her tight cunt swallowing me down as her slick drenches my shorts and thighs.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chant softly. She feels too good.
It’s everything I dreamed and so much more.
Waiting was a fucked up idea. This is where I belong.
This is right. So right. I hold the back of her head, keeping her teeth in me.
“Stay just like that, sweetheart. Bite harder if you need to scream. We don’t want anyone to hear you. ”
My cock twitches and pulses inside her, and I can’t hold back anymore.
I grab both her ass cheeks and bounce her on my cock, thrusting as I pound her into the wall, gritting my teeth to keep from screaming myself.
But I won’t bite her until she’s coming.
I want that warm pussy squeezing me tight and her pleasure ricocheting through me when I sink my teeth into her.
Her noises are muffled as she presses her teeth deeper, and I want her to bury them right into my heart. She’s already there. In every vein, in every beat, in every breath. I’m hers.
“That’s it, baby,” I whisper. “Such a good girl for me. So quiet. So slick.” I drive into her hard, and she takes every inch. Wet squelches meet heavy breaths. Warm blood drips down my chest. The sting only adds to my pleasure, knowing what it means. She’s making me hers.
Her pussy flutters, and then, she’s clamping down hard.
“That’s my girl,” I gasp. “Just like that.” I tug her hair hard enough that her chin juts up and her back arches, chest out like an offering.
She pinches her lips to muffle her scream.
Still, so good for me. She’s still coming on my cock as I bite aggressively over her nipple.
Hidden right where I want it. I suck hard, and she lets out a loud gasp.
I have just enough time to let go of her hair and cover her mouth with my hand, muting my name as it pours from her lips.
One more thrust, and I’m coming along with her as she falls apart in my arms, her orgasm goes on and on. She milks every drop of my cum, and I lose myself in the euphoria of my omega sucking me dry. Her pleasure and love echo my own in my chest, the bond pulling tight.
I can’t keep my grip on her, and gravity tugs her down over my knot, prolonging my release.
Fuck, I didn’t mean to do that. But I can’t bring myself to regret it.
I’ve never knotted anyone before. It’s unlike anything else.
She holds every part of me, wrapping herself around my cock and my heart like I’m something precious to her, like she never wants to let me go.
She mutters incoherently behind my hand, so I shove three fingers in her mouth, stuffing her into silence. She doesn’t need to tell me. I feel all of it. Her euphoria, her lust, her joy… her love.
She sucks hard, and her shoulders release some of their tension. I drop my forehead to the crook of her neck and breathe in her sweet scent as she continues to suckle my fingers. We’re both out of breath, sweaty and drenched in slick.
Despite our attempts to be quiet and do this in the dark shadows, there’s no doubt everyone will know what we were up to when we return, the scent is too strong.
That thought sobers me some, but I still can’t bring myself to regret this.
It was too perfect. My brilliant archeologist mate, bonded in the city she discovered, the greatest find of the century.
After catching my breath, I slip my fingers from Madi’s mouth and press my wrist to her forehead. She’s still a little warm, but she’s not feverish anymore. As the sweat dries, she shivers. I wrap myself around her, holding her tight.
I really shouldn’t have knotted her. She feels too good. I don’t think my cock is ever going to calm down.
“I feel you,” Madi whispers. “You’re so… safe. Like an anchor in a storm.” Her sigh is happy and content. There’s no discontent anywhere in the bond, and it eases some of my fear.
Her feelings shine through the bond so clear and perfect. One dominating all the rest.
“I love you, too, omega.” I kiss her cheek, and she nuzzles against me, scent marking me. I purr.
There’s a noise from somewhere, distant, and it’s a reminder that we’re not as alone as it seems. The shock makes my knot deflate just enough to slide out of her.
I ease her down to her feet, and she frowns.
“I don’t want to let you go either, sweetheart. But we have to get back to the rest of our pack.”
For the first time, I sense Caspian. Our connection is weaker than my connection with Madi, but strong enough for me to sense his worry. We didn’t tell them where we were going before we slipped away. I send a pulse of reassurance through the bond, letting him know we’re okay.
I help Madi back into her bikini bottoms and shorts, part of me loving how heavily she smells of me as my cum drips down her thighs.
The other part of me wishes I could clean her up so no one will know what we did.
My primal instincts win out, and I scoop our combined release from her skin, pushing it back inside her swollen pussy before smirking and pulling her clothing up the rest of the way.
Once her shorts are on, I kiss my way up her stomach and lick my bond mark just long enough to stop the bleeding. Madi moans and then grabs my hair and squeezes as she shakes so hard she almost loses her balance.
“Did you just come again? Just from that?” I look up at her with awe.
She bites her bottom lip and nods.
Damn, she’s incredible. I kiss my bond mark one more time, then pick up her shirt as I stand.
Once she’s dressed, I kiss her forehead.
“Thank you, Madison Grant. Even if we have to keep it secret for a while and this isn’t how I planned things to go, you just gave me the greatest gift I’ve ever received.
” I claim her lips in a tender kiss. “I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you as happy as you’ve made me. ”
“You already do.” She smiles up at me with such innocent adoration it makes my heart hurt. I want to fall to my knees and worship her all over again.
“I love you, Hunter Anderson.” She gives me a peck on the cheek and then a devilish smile. “Now, let’s go find our mates and put Pack Prescott in their place.”
Damn, I love this woman.