Jace (River Pack Wolves 2)(59)

“I like the sound of that,” she whispered, holding his head and opening her neck more to his fervent tasting. But then she pushed him back and wriggled out from under him. She shifted to her wolf form as she went, rolling off the bed and landing on her paws in one smooth motion. She stood there, with her glistening black fur silver-tipped by the moonlight, eyes bright and shining for him. Then she stretched her paws forward, leaning back with her rump in the air and dipping her head.

The submission pose. She was submitting to him, and it charged his body with magic… and he wasn’t even in wolf form yet, where it would be ten times more powerful. He brought his wolf out, and the magic surged inside him. The aches of the surgery and his wounds quickly faded, erased almost literally by her love.

He jumped down from the bed—his wolf form was so large that his ears had nearly been brushing the ceiling. He stood on all fours before her, tail erect, standing proud, striking the alpha pose that her submission automatically wrenched out of him.

I pledge everything to you, my alpha. Her thoughts made his heart soar, and then the magic of it rushed him—her magic had a wild feel to it, untamed and strong. He didn’t need to ask—he knew she had never submitted to anyone voluntarily before. His wolf had always been strong, filled to the brim with magical power, but her submission supercharged him even further, literally strengthening him. He had submitted many times to his brother Jaxson, the lead alpha of the River pack, so he knew what it felt like on Piper’s end of things—the rush of magic, the surge of power, wasn’t something he drained from her. It was something they shared—each stronger for it. He could see the shine in her eyes grow brighter, her wolf’s mouth dropping open and panting with the heat of it. He was desperate to claim her, right then and there—take her as his mate, claiming her with his bite and his love. But his hottest fantasies about claiming a mate hadn’t taken place in his dingy bedroom. This was the place where his wolf had thrashed and raged so many nights. They needed to go somewhere else. A special place for something as magical as this.

Rise, my love. He sent the thought to her, releasing her from the submission pose with words he never thought he would be able to say.

She leaped up and hurried over to him. His wolf was so large, she had to lift up on her hind legs to rub her muzzle against his. He dipped his massive head down and rubbed his face all over hers, along her body, covering her with his scent. He wanted to touch every part of her, and soon enough, he would do exactly that. Again and again, forever.

Run with me, my love. She yipped in response, and he led her out of his bedroom, charging down the stairs and rushing in a headlong chase through the kitchen that had him nipping at her as she playfully tried to catch him back.

Jace vaguely noticed there were other people in the house, milling around in the kitchen and the great room. They gasped in surprise as he and Piper raced past them, heading out into the night.

The others were unimportant.

The only thing that mattered to him was taking Piper Wilding out to the forest that was his home, making mad love to her, and claiming her forever as his mate.





Piper raced to keep up with Jace’s wolf.

Her paws pounded the hard-packed dirt outside the back kitchen door, but he was so big and strong and… fast. She could tell he wasn’t even trying to race ahead, he just had to keep slowing down to stay close and loop back to nip playfully at her rump. They raced toward the forest outside the River family compound, and he was gorgeous in the moonlight—his thick, black fur shone with the magic of it. His wolf form radiated power, and as he turned back to her, she caught a glimpse of his giant-wolf-sized cock, hard and ready for her. A shudder ran through her—there was no way that thing could fit inside her, but she wouldn’t mind running her tongue and hands along it. Her mouth watered just thinking about it—she wasn’t joking when she said his wolf was hot. And that was before he had a monster erection. She suddenly got why Jace was so freaking well-endowed in his human form—it was a reflection of his wolf—and she couldn’t wait to have him inside her again.

Not much further, Jace’s thoughts came to her. He pulled ahead a little, leaping over fallen tree trunks that she could barely clear, his stride four times longer than hers. She struggled to keep up, but the power of the submission bond spurred her on.

She had been frankly terrified of submitting to him, but the bond turned out not to be a cage around her mind, the way she’d always envisioned it had trapped her mother. Submitting to Jace had lifted Piper up. Energized and empowered her in a way she never suspected was even possible. Her magic was strengthened, but even more—she felt adored. Protected. Loved. It was a literal feeling that enveloped her body, like a warm blanket wrapped around her tenderly and yet lifting her up. Rather than trapping her, submitting to Jace had set her free.