Jase heard his own groan, but didn’t feel it escape his lips, like he wasn’t beneath her, but watching from somewhere else.
“Oh my gods, Lycan lover, you’re insatiable. Just. Like. Me.”
Her words came out one by one as she rode his cock. Her large breasts bounced, nipples knotted. Jase wanted to rip the gauzy material from her and suckle them, but his body wouldn’t cooperate. Only his cock rose to the occasion. He could see its glazed appearance as Ria lifted herself and then it vanished when she dropped back onto it. His insides fired a fuse, and it burned right down to…
“Come. Love. Fill. Me. With. Your. Semen.” Her groans went high-pitched and she increased the in-out action, her breasts bouncing in a crazed pattern.
He howled and she screamed. Again, he recognized his howl, but he didn’t feel the rush of breath from his lungs to make it happen, only the convulsions of his dick wrapped inside Ria.
She collapsed on his chest and lay there for minutes, her skin cool through that stupid robe. Her teeth pricked through skin over his nipple. Another euphoric spasm tightened his balls, and his cock thickened inside her channel.
Ria licked his nipple and then moved to the other doing the same, biting and licking. “You are so yummy, every part of you.” She licked red liquid from her lips and kissed him. He tasted his own blood and didn’t care. Ria rose and pulled herself off him. Instantly he missed her tight passage.
She slithered down his body, grasping his cock with her long, black polished nails. Her tongue snaked out, the extended incisors retracted, and licked all the glistening wetness from him. He watched her, and his cock grew longer and thicker as if on demand. Her lips encircled him, sucking him into her mouth. Every sensation seemed enhanced, but only his cock, nipples, and tongue enjoyed them, like everything else simply shut off inside him. Ria’s teeth extended, he saw them and knew what came next. Total ecstasy.
The pricks of her incisors pulled on every quaking nerve ending and her drawing of his blood brought on an instant orgasm. She swallowed everything as he heard himself howl again and then everything went dark.
Chapter Thirteen
Chance
Chance looked around the Ops room and then glared at Damen. “Tell me how you think it’s all right for Olivia to go through birthing? You know my history for shit sakes.”
“Exactly.” Damen’s gaze pinned Chance to the back of his chair. “Everyone, Elders, pack, and primal-mates, know the deed is done, Chance. There’s no going back and undoing Olivia’s condition, so stop this negative energy you’re draping around it. Olivia’s going to pick up on it, as well as everyone else, and you’ll be ostracized from those who know, admire, and respect you as a Lycan Alpha.” Damen stood. “To my knowledge there’s never been an intentional aborting of younglings. You’re a sire, going to be a father. Accept it and move on. Your time and efforts should be focused on capturing Smoke and rescuing Trevor’s primal-mate.” He walked out of the room without a backward glance and shut the door.
The crisp snap of the door closing cracked through Chance like a punch to his gut. His mind reeled with all he’d been through up until that moment. Damen was right, Chance understood his present situation as undoable and carrying it around like a weight on his shoulders wouldn’t do anyone any good, especially Olivia and their younglings.
Without warning the tingling sensation began in his fingertips, moving up his spine and over his scalp until it stabbed through his eyelids. He recognized the signs and slumped over the table as his premonition took him away…
Chance saw the milky-eyed wolf racing toward him. Blood in the snow, growls, gnashing teeth, yelps, bodies crashing into bodies, surrounded him as if in slow motion. Chance lashed out. Smoke charged, slamming him into the air and depositing him a good ten feet away.
“Oh my gods, Lycan lover, you’re insatiable. Just. Like. Me.”
Her words came out one by one as she rode his cock. Her large breasts bounced, nipples knotted. Jase wanted to rip the gauzy material from her and suckle them, but his body wouldn’t cooperate. Only his cock rose to the occasion. He could see its glazed appearance as Ria lifted herself and then it vanished when she dropped back onto it. His insides fired a fuse, and it burned right down to…
“Come. Love. Fill. Me. With. Your. Semen.” Her groans went high-pitched and she increased the in-out action, her breasts bouncing in a crazed pattern.
He howled and she screamed. Again, he recognized his howl, but he didn’t feel the rush of breath from his lungs to make it happen, only the convulsions of his dick wrapped inside Ria.
She collapsed on his chest and lay there for minutes, her skin cool through that stupid robe. Her teeth pricked through skin over his nipple. Another euphoric spasm tightened his balls, and his cock thickened inside her channel.
Ria licked his nipple and then moved to the other doing the same, biting and licking. “You are so yummy, every part of you.” She licked red liquid from her lips and kissed him. He tasted his own blood and didn’t care. Ria rose and pulled herself off him. Instantly he missed her tight passage.
She slithered down his body, grasping his cock with her long, black polished nails. Her tongue snaked out, the extended incisors retracted, and licked all the glistening wetness from him. He watched her, and his cock grew longer and thicker as if on demand. Her lips encircled him, sucking him into her mouth. Every sensation seemed enhanced, but only his cock, nipples, and tongue enjoyed them, like everything else simply shut off inside him. Ria’s teeth extended, he saw them and knew what came next. Total ecstasy.
The pricks of her incisors pulled on every quaking nerve ending and her drawing of his blood brought on an instant orgasm. She swallowed everything as he heard himself howl again and then everything went dark.
Chapter Thirteen
Chance
Chance looked around the Ops room and then glared at Damen. “Tell me how you think it’s all right for Olivia to go through birthing? You know my history for shit sakes.”
“Exactly.” Damen’s gaze pinned Chance to the back of his chair. “Everyone, Elders, pack, and primal-mates, know the deed is done, Chance. There’s no going back and undoing Olivia’s condition, so stop this negative energy you’re draping around it. Olivia’s going to pick up on it, as well as everyone else, and you’ll be ostracized from those who know, admire, and respect you as a Lycan Alpha.” Damen stood. “To my knowledge there’s never been an intentional aborting of younglings. You’re a sire, going to be a father. Accept it and move on. Your time and efforts should be focused on capturing Smoke and rescuing Trevor’s primal-mate.” He walked out of the room without a backward glance and shut the door.
The crisp snap of the door closing cracked through Chance like a punch to his gut. His mind reeled with all he’d been through up until that moment. Damen was right, Chance understood his present situation as undoable and carrying it around like a weight on his shoulders wouldn’t do anyone any good, especially Olivia and their younglings.
Without warning the tingling sensation began in his fingertips, moving up his spine and over his scalp until it stabbed through his eyelids. He recognized the signs and slumped over the table as his premonition took him away…
Chance saw the milky-eyed wolf racing toward him. Blood in the snow, growls, gnashing teeth, yelps, bodies crashing into bodies, surrounded him as if in slow motion. Chance lashed out. Smoke charged, slamming him into the air and depositing him a good ten feet away.
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