Chapter 24
Ace
My venom was only going to keep her quiet for a short while. If I didn’t want her to wake back up soon, I had to get a move on.
Ware venom wasn’t toxic. Quite the opposite actually. In small doses, it acted like a calming aphrodisiac. In larger doses, like a quaalude that could knock a human out cold. It also had healing properties that would help my mate recover after a rough knotting and bite.
Cat’s bedroom faced an alleyway that abutted another building. That was important, because I was about to use the cover of that building to shield what I did next.
Striding over to the window, I looked about to see if anyone was watching.
Opening it wide, I sniffed the air to scent any potential passers-by and determined the coast was clear.
Giving a sharp whistle, Dom came around the north side of the building, cigarette in hand, appearing as though he was having a quick smoke.
Bundling Cat into her comforter so nobody could see I was carrying an unconscious woman around, I carefully maneuvered my mate through the open window, waited for Dom get into position, and then dropped her into his awaiting arms.
As fast as I could manage, I locked the window and front door to Cat’s apartment before exiting the complex.
Waiting across the street for me was our club’s grey SUV.
Getting into the backseat where Dom had laid out Cat’s unconscious body, I situated the still unconscious woman onto my lap before slamming the door behind me.
“Drive,” I ordered Blitz, and he swiftly pulled off into the night as directed.
It was almost midnight, and the Blood Moon was out in damn near full force.
The snakes under my skin slithered about, restless and in need of an outlet.
The woman in my arms smelled amazing and stirred me to unthinkable passions.
Though I’d experienced many similar moon cycles before, I’d never felt the pull as strongly as I did tonight.
Needing to get closer to my mate, I nuzzled her neck and began to lick the delicate skin so I could taste her sweat and quiet my body’s need for her pussy.
The lick wasn’t enough. It actually made me crave more. More contact. More friction. Yanking up the fabric of her dress, I straddled her legs around my body and arranged her arms around my neck.
Cat began to rouse then, though she was still dazed.
Not only from my venom, but from the pull of the Blood Moon above us.
The primitive needs of her body were taking over, and she began to rock her sweet pussy against my painfully hard cock.
Groaning at how good even the slightest contact felt, I spanned her trim waist with my hands, helping guide her in our shared pursuit.
When she lolled her head back to look at me with unfocused eyes, I softly explained what was going on. “Babe, we’re going somewhere safe for your change. The Club owns some property not far from here. It’s secluded and nobody can bother us there.”
“You do realize you sound like a serial killer when you say it like that,” Blitz accused, catching my gaze in the rearview mirror.
I ignored my brother’s unhelpful comment and focused my attention back on Cat and her magic pussy. Christ! She was killing me. Rubbing herself against my erection. Mewling those needy sounds of desire over and over again. How much could one ware take?
Fingers gripping my leather vest while snuggling against my neck, Cat began to place sweet kisses along my collar bone, and I groaned loudly. Yeah, I was going to lose it soon if I didn’t get my skyrocketing libido in check.
“Please,” she begged, her skin so hot to the touch it felt like she’d caught a deadly fever. “I need you, Ace. I need you inside of me now!”
I didn’t doubt her words. After all, I was suffering just as much as she was at the moment. But my brothers were in the car, and I wasn’t keen on sharing any of her with them tonight, or any other for that matter.
Shit, I was sorely tempted, though. Tempted to shift those pretty panties aside and slide right into her cream filled center until I exploded like a fucking volcano into her clenching core, audience be damned.
“You need some relief, babe?” I posed, my voice thick in my throat, unable to keep my hands off of her. “Do you want me to give it to you?”
“Oh yes,” Cat pleaded, desperately grinding her pussy against my denim-covered cock. “Please, Ace! I need to cum! I need to cum so bad!”
Her beautiful, light brown eyes were taking on a golden hue that no longer looked entirely human.
Like the witch had said, the Blood Moon, rough sex, my knotted cock, and a bite would most likely be her trigger.
My mate was on the edge of her transition; I could feel it.
She only needed to be nudged over the edge to make the final leap into oblivion.
Her fate. I could help her with that. It would be my honor and pleasure to give the little minx everything, especially my cock and knot, to get her there.
Hooking my index finger along her thong, I gave it a sharp tug and snapped the string so that it was no longer in our way.
I did the same thing with the elastic that was around her waist, then brought the soaking scrap of lacy fabric to my nose and inhaled.
Instantly, what blood wasn’t already in my rock-hard cock rushed there, and my shaft became dangerously engorged.
I growled and the deep sound reverberated around the enclosed space.
Like Cat before me, my eyes began to lighten.
My inner wolf was coming out to play, and it wanted to play directly with my little Pussy Cat.
That shot of her scent had nearly catapulted me into rut, and I was hovering within a hairsbreadth of losing it altogether.
Hearing my feral howl, Blitz called from the front seat, “Hold it together, Ace. We’re fifteen minutes away from our destination. It won’t be long now,” then I felt him gun the motor like the devil himself was riding our bumper.
Fifteen minutes? That might as well be fifteen hours. I was never going to make fifteen minutes, let alone one. My mate needed me and I needed her. Right now. Screw everything else. She was the only person that mattered to me at this moment.
Her sweet whimpering brought my attention back to the here and now. What Cat needed most was what only I could give her. I had to get her off.
My rough fingertips slipped between her juicy folds, locating that swollen bud that had now become the epicenter of her world.
As soon as I started to stroke it, Cat went fucking wild.
Grunting, crying, and rubbing frantically against me.
I actually kind of felt bad for my brothers in the front seat.
They were hearing and smelling everything going on back here, and there was no way they weren’t affected by an omega in full heat.
Add to that the power of the Blood Moon, and I wouldn’t be surprised, or pissed, if they had to rub one out alongside us just to deal with all of their pent-up lust.
Crushing my mouth against my mate’s, I began to roughly circle that swollen bud between her legs.
There was no teasing involved. She was too far gone.
It only took a half-dozen rotations before she went off like a fucking firecracker in my hand.
Keening, begging, and moaning for my cock, she rode the waves of pleasure like she was a professional surfer.
When I realized it wasn’t just Cat and me breathing heavier, I caught Blitz’s gaze in the mirror once again.
I saw his eyes were like mine. Panning over to Dom, I noticed he was breathing so hard that I could visibly see his chest billowing in and out with great exertion.
The pheromones in the air were thick and heady, affecting us all so much that I didn’t know whether I needed to fight my own pack members or fuck the woman in my arms into submission so completely that she stopped producing them.
“I need more,” Cat demanded, her voice full of anguish as her fingers scrabbled for my belt. “I need your cock, Ace. Please! Put your cock in my pussy now!”
Cat’s desperate demand went straight to my balls. “Fuck, Babe!” I rasped, as she managed to wrestle my belt into submission, then began clawing at my zipper. “Let me make you cum again to make sure you’re wet enough to take all of me inside of you.”
“I’m wet enough,” she promised, reaching her adroit fingers into my pants and wrapping them around my pulsing shaft. “I need to come with you inside of me or else I’m going to come apart.”
Fearing she might do just that, I chose the safer path: fucking her. Not that Cat needed my help. She was doing fine all on her own. Shit, if I wasn’t so worried about her hurting herself, I’d let her sink onto my fat cock while I sat back and took her erotic ride.
Her fist choked my dick at the base and gave it a few preliminary pumps before sliding it against her slick slit.
Gritting my teeth, I absorbed the teasing pleasure with equal amounts of pain. I’d never been this sensitive before. This turned on. Like a nuclear core about to melt down, I braced for the burning heat of her slick passage wrapped around my dick like the world’s best present.
Scooping my forearms under her thighs, I watched my mate’s pussy swallow my cockhead. I growled as it inched deeper, invoking my inner reserves of strength not to rear up and seat myself to the hilt.
Cat had no such reservations. The poor thing was lost to the lust of her heat, though she didn’t possess the language to express that.
Biting her lip and releasing a long, low groan, she bore down onto my cock, trying to take every thick, swollen inch in all at once.
“Easy, babe,” I warned, my arms shaking from the effort to slow her pleasurable descent.
Cat ignored me, embraced her inner animal, and began to go feral. Palming my shoulders for support, she slammed down on my cock and forced it inside of her needy hole with sheer will and determination.