17. Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Seventeen
Milo
“Can’t believe our pack just got much bigger,” I said, finally discarding my hoodie in the bathroom hamper.
“I think Jeremy did the right thing, bringing our packs together,” Darius agreed, hugging me from behind.
“I think Silas is relieved. He truly didn’t want the alpha title.” Something he’d only told Greg, Rowan, and me.
“It’s not for everyone.” He didn’t say it in a negative way, but it still made me think about myself and if maybe being alpha wouldn’t have been for me either.
Was it just something I wanted so Jeremy couldn’t have it?
Was it the need to feel good enough that pushed the desire to bear the responsibility of the entire pack?
Was it truly something I wanted for myself, or was it because it felt like my last chance to be accepted by Dad?
“I think my dad picked the right alpha,” I finally admitted. “I don’t think I would be good at it.”
“I don’t agree with you,” he said, turning me around to face him, his fingers holding my chin up, our eyes meeting.
“I think you would’ve been an amazing alpha.
But I have to be honest, I like that you aren’t burdened with the responsibility.
I like that we have more time together and that I don’t have to share you with anyone. ”
“I can’t even imagine having to keep track of everything. I would’ve done what I could to make our pack happy. I doubt I could’ve focused on my own happiness at the same time.”
He nodded before leaning in and kissing me softly. “Your happiness is now my responsibility,” he declared, scent-marking my neck with his nose. “And I dare anyone to ruin it. They’ll have me to face if they do.”
I laughed and bared my neck to him, loving how he needed me to smell like him all the time. “I loved showing you off as mine today,” I admitted, closing my eyes as he began licking my neck. “Even if I couldn’t show off your mark, I was still with you.”
“I loved it, too,” he whispered, lightly nibbling my neck just the way I loved it. “Letting everyone know who you belong to.”
I chuckled. “You make it sound like everyone wants me, Dar. Trust me, you’re the only one.”
“You truly don’t realize how fucking sexy you are, do you?” he rasped against my neck, making my skin break out in goosebumps.
Why did his raspy voice have to be so damn hot?
He pushed me around again, his denim covered length poking against my ass.
“N-no,” I shivered, wiggling my ass against him.
He let out a rumbling sound. “You’re needy for me, aren’t you?”
“Y-yes.”
“You want me to fuck you against the sink? Get you nice and loose before I wash your entire body in the shower?”
“Please,” I begged, ready to be claimed by him yet again.
I don’t know how he did it, but my pants were ripped apart in seconds, my body fully naked. I stared at our mirrored reflection, in awe over this man. Like how? Fucking sexy beast.
“How did you—”
Thick fingers breached my hole, drenching them in liquid as he rendered me speechless.
Where had he hidden the lube?!
“Brace yourself, baby. I’m feeling determined to reclaim you and my wolf isn’t about to be subtle about it.”
Well, fuck me.
My hands gripped the sink, my legs widening. My heart was beating with excitement of what was to come.
“This mark,” he rasped, licking my neck right where he’d claimed me as his. His fingers were fucking into me with a brutal pace, like he was dying to replace his fingers with his cock. “Fucking beautiful. I should mark you up in other places, too.”
“Yes,” I panted, because having further proof of belonging to Darius would only make me love my body even more.
“Spread your legs wider for me,” he ordered, his voice pure gravel.
I did as ordered, shaking with need as I watched my reflection in the mirror. I looked wild, my eyes filled with lust and my skin flushed red.
A sharp bite to my inner thigh had me screaming in both pain and pleasure. The surprise of him biting me right now was enough to leave me reeling for more.
“So damn pretty, baby. I wish this new mark would stay forever.” He licked the skin, cleaning up the blood that I knew was seeping from the wound.
“More,” I whispered, knowing we both needed it.
A sharp pain ran through my left ass cheek, but it was gone fast, my healing speeding up. Even if I longed for the mark to remain longer, I knew it likely wouldn’t last for more than a few hours.
“You can mark me every day,” I offered, wanting to be claimed like this over and over again. It seemed I was enjoying a bit of pain with my pleasure.
A loud growl came from Darius who was still on his knees behind me, licking my newest mark. “It would be my absolute pleasure, baby.”
His fingers that had continued to fuck me but at a more easygoing pace, were now back to their brutal rhythm, Darius licking and gently biting my other ass cheek while he prepared me for his cock.
“I’m ready,” I panted, my fingers slipping by the sink, my whole body sweaty from the onslaught of pleasure he kept bringing me.
He rose behind me, leaning in to whisper in my ear. “Always so eager for my cock, baby.”
“Yes,” I admitted, because I would forever be ready for him. Would forever want him. All of him.
“And after I’m done claiming your ass,” he rasped, nibbling my ear. “I want you to claim mine.”
My knees went weak, my heartbeat jumpstarting from the promise of his words. He wanted me to claim him. Fuck I wanted that.
“Yes, please,” I begged, pushing my ass back, needing him to fill me up.
I truly was needy.
His length thrust into me, giving me everything all at once. A gasp escaped me, but I had no time to breathe, not when Darius seemed determined to bring me to my knees, his pace set to hit my prostate perfectly with a brutality I craved.
“Yes, more!” I panted, pushing back against him, needing to feel him so deep inside of me that I could feel nothing but him.
“I’m not leaving your ass until you’re leaking with my cum,” he growled, his hands on my hips biting into my skin, almost as if he feared I would escape his hold. Like I’d ever want to, silly possessive man. If only he knew how badly I wanted him to remain inside of me forever.
“Your knot,” I begged, needing it to push me over the edge.
Darius fucked harder into me, his eyes finding mine through the mirror. He was like a man possessed. I was so fucking gone for his feral look, his obvious need to claim me like the animal inside of him wanted. He desired to claim me so much that he seemed lost to his instincts.
I came watching his dark eyes that were locked on mine, the slap of our sweat slicked skin like a melody far away as I succumbed to the pleasure of his knot forming, connecting me to him in a way I truly craved, needed.
A loud groan escaped him as he released into me, his teeth finding purchase on the side of my neck that was left unmarked by him.
I screamed with pleasure as the pain brought yet another orgasm through me, like Darius had some magical button he could push and then I would fall over the edge, lost to pleasure yet again.
“Fuck,” I panted, sucking in much needed air. “I swear it only gets better.”
A surprised laugh escaped him, making me moan with the vibrations from it, his knot still firmly locked into me.
“You’re so lovely with my marks on you, baby, it’s no wonder I can’t stop myself from claiming you over and over again.”
His words made my heart flutter with happiness. To be so utterly and completely loved for who I was…I never thought that would be in my future, I’d only dared dream of such a love.
“I want to mark you, too,” I whispered, knowing my wolf would preen with pride over leaving marks on Darius’ gorgeous skin. The one on his neck would forever remain, but the others could easily be redone each day if we wanted them to.
“You can mark every inch of my body, baby. You just say when.”
I smiled, enjoying the promise those words held.