She whimpered. His golden gaze melted her to the rock. Fur sprouted from his sideburns. She opened her mouth to say something but was left breathless when he picked her up and repositioned her to be on all four.
He caressed his claws down her back. He’d lost some of his tenuous control on his animal.
“I need inside you.”
Yeah. Even his voice was a low growl. He licked the back of her shoulder, nipping as he slipped the head of his cock into her.
“Oh, Ryker,” she groaned. He felt so big. Hot. Throbbing.
Her pulse pounded in her ears. She clawed at the grass under her hands, looking for leverage. He continued driving his cock into her, stretching her vaginal walls taut.
Once he was fully seated, he bit her earlobe, pulled back and quickly drove forth. He gripped her hips hard, the tips of his claws digging into her flesh.
Another plunge and she saw stars. He propelled back and pushed in, balls deep.
“Fuck, baby. I love being inside you.” He growled. “I love the tight feel of your pussy.” Another pull and drive forth. “I want to fill you with my seed, Ciara.” His breath brushed the back of her neck. Another plunge and she gasped out a groan. “I want my scent in you. On you. I want my seed to take root in your belly. You’re the only one I want.”
She blinked. The things he said hadn’t been said to her during sex. “You…what?”
He growled and thrust harder, faster. “I want to fuck your sweet cunt until I come deep inside you. Until I get you pregnant with my baby. I want you mine and nobody else’s.”
She curved her back, plastering to his front. “Please…Ryker…”
“Tell me you want that. Tell me you want me to fuck you raw. To come inside your tight little pussy and fill you with my seed. Tell me you want to have my babies.”
“God, yes!”
She couldn’t have expected that those two words would unleash the animal in him. His thrust lost all control. He increased the pace to an unreal speed. Her lungs burned trying to get air in them.
She inhaled sharply before her world broke. Pleasure swept through her in a wave of electric release. She screamed, her body gripping and clenching around his cock.
He growled by her ear. His thrusts slowing down. “Mine!”
His teeth were on her shoulder, biting down. The sharp sting of the bite only added to the wave of pleasure rolling through her. His canines embedded in the back of her shoulder as she continued to ride her release. Blood rushed to her head. He growled again. A loud howl with his teeth still in her shoulder, signaling his reach of release. It was so powerful that it sent a new set of vibrations down her body as he came. His cock throbbed inside her, his heated cum coating her insides.
She leaned her head back, into his head as he licked the bite on her shoulder. “You’re mine now, sweetheart.”
For so long, she’d refused to believe Ryker could ever be hers. She refused to believe they could have a future. All because of hateful people that didn’t want her to be his mate. Now she had the chance to have the future she’d always wanted. Yes, there were numerous questions in her head, but she couldn’t reject him. Ryker wanted her. She wanted him. This wasn’t a question of her feeling insecure because of her body. She had curves and she loved every one of them. This was a question of her species. Screw what others thought. Happiness was being handed to her on a silver platter.
She smiled. “I think I can live with that.”
* * *
The next morning, Ciara was about to ready for another day of baking when Ryker shook his head and grabbed her by the hand.
“No way, sweetheart. You’re coming with me,” he said, tugging her out the door. He took her to the flower patch to talk.
“What’s going on?” She was still getting used to the fact he’d bitten her the night before. Multiple times. Talk about an aggressive male. He’d even growled and howled when he came. The memory sent shudders racing down her spine.
He lifted her hand to his lips and winked. “You’ll see.”
Soon, a large crowd of his enforcers started showing up from between the trees. She frowned, unsure what was going on. Nerves kept her immobile. More and more people gathered around them. Shit, what the hell was going on?
A glance at Ryker and all she got was a smile. Figured. The jerk wasn’t going to give her any clues on what was happening. When she swore everyone in the pack was in the area, Ryker cleared his throat. All eyes trained on them.
“Ciara is mine. My mate. Our pack’s future. Anyone who has a problem with this can challenge me now.”
Deadly silence filled the area. Acid from the bile that hit the back of her throat rushed up her windpipe. One by one, the enforcers walked up to her, got on their knees, and lowered their necks in submission. She glanced at Ryker, unsure what to do. Each of the enforcers said the same thing to her.