Jaxson (River Pack Wolves 1)(58)

He pulled back, breathless from their kiss, to gaze into her eyes. “Olivia, I want you so badly,” he whispered.

Her hands found his face, touched his cheeks, dug into his hair. “How does this even work?” she breathed. “I don’t understand what we’re doing.”

He flashed a smile. “That’s because we’re doing something entirely new.” He was still breathing hard. “But you’re truly my mate, in every real sense of the word. Our pups will be… different… but strong. I can feel it. Can you?”

“Yes.” She nodded to back it up. Because she could. There was something inside her that knew—anything that came from their love would have his strength and hers. And she had a powerful magic inside her. One she no longer feared. It was given to her by her mother, and she would pass it on to their children. She would teach them how to use it—safely. And she would love them with the same bright, shining love she had for their father.

“Jaxson.” It was almost too much for her heart to contain. “Is it possible to die from happiness? Because I think I might.”

He grinned. “No one is dying tonight. But I’m going to claim you, Olivia Lilyfield, right here, right now. And I fully expect that to take both of us to heaven and back.”

She gasped as he dove back into kissing her, claiming first her mouth, then planting urgent kisses on her neck. His growl rumbled in his chest, but it was pressed so close to hers, that it vibrated her entire body. The heat between her legs was going to melt her entire body, and everywhere he touched as he literally ripped through her clothes, slicing and tearing them from her body, was a flashpoint of desire and longing. She was naked in seconds. His hands were hot on her body, leaving only to shove his own clothes out of the way of their ability to touch everywhere. The magic surging inside her yearned for every second of it, and before she could even voice her need for him, he was plunging his cock inside her. It was rough and fast, and he was large and hard, it immediately tripped her higher than she’d ever been.

“Oh God, Olivia,” he panted as he thrust inside her again and again, taking her hard against the floor, sliding her body a little each time with the force of it.

She clung to him, riding his passion, digging her hands into his back and calling his name incoherently. He filled her completely, stretching her wide and grinding a pleasure out of her that pushed her quickly to the brink.

“Jaxson!” she shrieked as she came, her body arching against his, fighting his urgent thrusts while dying to have him even closer and deeper inside her. Wave after wave consumed her, and it was like no orgasm she had ever experienced. She didn’t even know if it was an orgasm—more like happiness and love exploding inside her. It was heaven, just as he said—a magical one that was unearthly and threatened to float her right out of her body on waves of pleasure.

He stopped suddenly, pulling out and looming above her. His eyes were wild, animal-like, and hooded with lust. “Turn over,” he commanded.

It didn’t occur to her to even question it.





Jaxson’s wolf was growling with need so loud, he could barely hear anything else.

Olivia’s gorgeous body was writhing underneath him, and he reveled in her pleasure, her body squeezing tightly down on his cock on wave after wave of her pleasure, but he needed more from her. He and his wolf both needed to claim her.

She already owned his heart and mind. And his magic was already swimming in her veins. She already belonged to him. But the man and wolf in him both needed to sink his fangs into her while taking her in the lust-filled frenzy of a true claiming—a mating—the way he’d always heard of, always dreamed about in his hottest, wildest fantasies, but never thought would be a reality for him. And now, because of this brave, incredible woman before him, he was going to have his ultimate dream become his real life.

“Turn over.” He could barely growl out the words through his need for her clouding his mind.

She didn’t hesitate, just like before, turning over and offering herself to him. He grabbed hold of her gorgeous, curvy hips, allowing his claws to come out, just a little, just enough to mark her in the tiniest of ways—a small pain that should only drive her pleasure higher. Her gasp made his already rock-hard cock twitch, and he was aching to plunge inside her again. His fangs grew, and the magic pooled in his mouth. He gripped her hips and thrust hard inside her. She let out a shriek that every fiber of his being responded to. He pounded into her again and again, building her pleasure and his. She writhed and squirmed against his hold, driving him to impossible heights. He wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer.