I reached forward and pressed my hand to his chest. “I choose you.” He knew what I meant. And I had just made myself more vulnerable than I’d ever been. But if there was any supernatural in the world I trusted with my heart, it was Braxton.
He growled from the back of his throat, low and hypnotic, before reaching out a long arm and threading a hand through the hair at the nape of my neck. Damn, even on the bottom, he out-dominated me every day of the week. Luckily I could pretend I was the one in charge.
He pulled my head down to his and kissed me, the gentlest of caresses. “You are mine,” he whispered as he pulled away. “Always have been.” His eyes darkened; they almost looked black. “We belong together, Jessa Lebron.”
He was so right. I leaned down and smashed my lips against his. I couldn’t stop myself, my need was taking me over again. He was feeling it too. He met my bruising force, our kisses long, hard. There would be no more pauses this time, nothing short of the end of the world was going to stop us now.
Our kisses continued, and I slid one of my hands down his body to reach between us. I took the length of him into my hand and guided him toward me. There was no need for protection, we didn’t carry sexually transmitted diseases and I was still outside my fertile time.
My wetness eased the entrance, but still it was a tight fit. My breath caught as I slid down his massive length. It seemed to go on forever, filling me, touching everything inside. It took my body a few seconds to adjust to the fullness. Braxton growled again, his lashes fluttered closed.
“You are so tight. Feels fucking amazing, Jessa.”
I loved that from this position I could see every expression which crossed his face and while it was clear parts of him fought against the lack of control, he allowed it. I rose slowly, before slamming myself down onto his length, pleasure crashing into me, starting low and spreading everywhere. It was like wildfire, burning through me at a rapid rate, as if I could feel every second of pleasure, every receptor inside responding. My pace increased. Braxton had both hands on my hips as he drove up into me. He watched me intently, his focus so strong that nothing would break it.
With a growl, he flipped our positions, his length and heaviness settling deliciously onto me.
His grin was rakish. “Hold tight, Jessa, it’s my turn.”
I scraped my nails along his shoulders. “You better make it good then, Braxton Compass.” There was still some alpha hidden inside of me.
He leaned down to capture my lips. “You have all the control, you know your power.”
It was true. I did, and since my animals were content, we didn’t have to battle Braxton.
I reached forward and trailed my hands over his broad shoulders, as far as I could reach. He was moving inside of me, fast, hard, and with a skill that was probably going to kill me. I clawed at him again, urging him closer, urging him faster, urging him to go harder with me. I could sense that he was worried about hurting me, but I was a shifter, we were built tough.
I don’t really know what changed, but something pushed him over the edge of his control. Braxton placed a hand under my ass and lifted me up off the mattress, which allowed him full access as he slammed into me. I cried out, his strength like nothing I’d ever experienced before. I was in ecstasy.
I wanted to close my eyes, to feel everything that was crashing inside of me without the distraction of Braxton’s beautiful face. But I couldn’t tear my gaze from him, he had me locked in and there was no escaping. Our pace increased and that low aching buildup was starting from my toes again. My previous orgasm had almost destroyed me with its intensity. I already knew I was not surviving this one.
Braxton lifted me higher, and suddenly we were against the wall. The hard pressure against my back only increased the hard pressure inside of me. He held me without effort, and at this angle opened up an entirely new can of pleasure.
“Brax. Holy fuck!” I was gasping and cursing and trying to sort out what the hell was happening to me. I was unwinding, coming apart, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
He captured my lips, before pulling back to speak. “I have you, baby, I won’t let you fall.”
I screamed his name as the world exploded around me. I had no choice but to close my eyes and ride out every second of a pleasure so intense I wasn’t sure it was survivable. He continued moving, and the orgasms were unrelenting, ripping through me. I forced my lids up, even though my head was slammed back against the wall. I really wanted to see Braxton’s face when he finished.
The eyes I met were melted gold. I could feel stirrings inside of me, the wolf and dragon rising from their cages, their energies intermingling.