Jace (River Pack Wolves 2) (Paranormal Romance) (22 page)

Now she was even more eager for him to claim her—mating was supposed to be the pinnacle experience of every wolf’s life. The best orgasm. The most intimate bond. The greatest love. All the things she’d heard for years, then cast off as ridiculous lies or simply something she would never have, suddenly became very real and very possible… and very much in the next few minutes. Her body thrummed with the excitement of it, and even in her wolf form, she was already wet for him. She’d never made love as a wolf—and with Jace’s monster cock, it wasn’t even possible—so she hoped they would quickly move on to the
human
part of the night’s activities.

Piper caught up to Jace in a clearing in the forest. It was a flower-filled meadow of tall grasses, but all the flowers had closed up for the night, nudged into sleep by the moonlight. She met him in the middle of the wide open space and went up on her hind paws to nuzzle his face. She was desperate for him to shift back to human and plant that hot mouth of his on her… but first, there was something she wanted to do.

Hold still,
she commanded, then she dropped back down to four paws.

Hey, I’m the alpha here. I’m the one who’s supposed to—
He cut off as she dived underneath his massive body and ran her tongue along the length of his monster-wolf cock.
Holy fuck—

Then she couldn’t hear his thoughts anymore because she had shifted human. She grabbed his cock with both hands—it was just that damn big—and now her human tongue was running across it. The growl that came from deep inside Jace’s wolf was a rumble that vibrated through his cock and into her fingers. She stroked him and took him into her mouth. She could barely get the head to fit, with her jaws as wide as she could stretch them, but she devoured that tip like it was the most delicious and decadent lollipop she’d ever tasted.

Suddenly, he pulled away from her and shifted human.
“Jesus Christ, Piper!”
he panted, hands on knees, his erection still tall and bold in the moonlight. It was still enormous in human terms, but not the Mount Everest of Cocks she had in her hands and mouth a moment ago. “Are you trying to drive my wolf insane? Because I just got him under control.” His voice was ragged.

She grinned mischievously and crawled across the grass on hands and knees toward him. They were both naked now, and she had every intention of making the most of that. “I just couldn’t resist the temptation. I told you, your wolf makes me hot.”

When she reached him, she planned on sliding his human cock deep into her throat, the way she hadn’t been able to when he was wolfish and huge, but Jace pulled her up to standing before she could get hold of him.

“How the hell did I manage to land a Wilding?” he breathed. His face was equal parts amazed, horny, and adoring.

It melted Piper’s heart. “You don’t
land
one, you big, sexy beast. You
earn
one.”

He pulled her close, crushing her chest to his and sandwiching his cock between them. Her nipples were hardened in the cool breeze of the night, and they pressed into the rigid muscles of his chest. His cock felt like a silky-hard piece of heaven held against her. His hands were running wild over her back, down to her rear end, up to her breasts… like he wanted to touch every inch of her skin. He kissed her briefly but fierce—and it sent a gush of wetness between her legs. She was
so
ready for him, she prayed he would take her soon. And hard. And again and again. If they spent the whole night in the meadow, she wouldn’t complain.

He was breathing hard. “I don’t know what I did to
earn
a Wilding, but I’ll tell you this, Piper Wilding: I’m going to make you come so hard you scream my name. Then I’m going to bite my love into you.”

“Yes. Please. Now.”

He smirked, and that look made the muscles low in her belly clench tight. He had better
not
draw this out. She was too desperate to wait much longer.

“The submission,” he breathed, one hand sneaking up to work her breast while the other found her bottom. “That turned me on so fucking hard.” He slid his hand down between her legs and groaned. “God, Piper, you’re already so wet for me.”

Her hands clawed at his back, and she hiked her leg up over his hip to give him more access. “Stop teasing me, Jace River.” She ground her hips against his. “I need you inside me.”

But instead he moved his hand away from the touch she was craving. “Are you absolutely sure about this?” His breath was still ragged, but his voice had softened. “I can take you, pleasure you, give you more orgasms than you can count… but stop there. We could just make love, now, while the submission bond is at its height. But it will wear off eventually, at the next full moon. It’s not permanent.” His hand threaded into her hair and fisted, pulling her head back and exposing her neck to him. He bent to it, running the tip of his tongue along it, down to the crux where her neck and shoulder met.
“This
is where I’ll mark you.
This
is permanent. This is everything I have to give to you, forever bound, forever loving you. But I want you to be absolutely, completely sure.” He released his hold on her hair.

She moved her hands up from his shoulders to his face, holding him hard and staring deep into his eyes. “I am absolutely sure that if you don’t fuck me right now, I might actually die from want. And if you don’t claim me for your own, right here, tonight, sinking your fangs into my flesh and giving me everything you have, I’m going to die of a broken heart.”

His eyes shone, and she didn’t know if it was tears or if her own watery eyes were fooling her, but it didn’t matter… because in the next instant, he gripped her bottom with both hands, hoisted her up, and then impaled her with his enormous cock. It went so deep and so hard, she shrieked.

Her head tipped back. “Oh, God, yes!”

He held her tight, standing upright in the meadow with her legs wrapped around him, and kept thrusting up into her with short bursts that shot through her with sparks of pleasure. Her climax was quickly building, and her panting rose with it. She clung to him, moving with him, meeting his every thrust with a downward stroke of her own. He was so big, filling her so completely, she felt like he was possessing her body outright, stretching both her body and soul with the power of his passion. Her orgasm rushed at her, unexpectedly, overtaking her so fast and hard, she screamed his name out into the night.

He groaned and slowed his pace, leaving her body and setting her down on her feet again. His cock glistened in the moonlight, slick with their lovemaking and engorged, even larger than before, if that was possible. She was light-headed, afraid that somehow he was done, but she wasn’t thinking straight.

“Down on your knees.” His voice was hoarse and heavy with need.

She dropped to her knees in front of him, eager to take him into her mouth, but she only got a taste before he fisted her hair, pulled her mouth away, and tilted her head up toward him towering over her.

“I am
so
going to have you do that later, my love,” he panted. “
Fuck,
you are hot when you’re sucking my cock.”

She grinned up at him, and she could feel the shudder work through his body. His cock twitched and lightly brushed her lips. She reached her tongue out to lick it, and he groaned. Then he slowly moved behind her, still holding her hair to keep her in place. Then he pressed her forward, so that she had to drop down and brace her hands against the meadow grass.

“On your
hands
and knees,” he said roughly. He was behind her, his cock already twitching against her rear end. With one hand in her hair, he slid the other between her legs, thrusting two fingers inside. She bucked against him.

“Jace,
please,”
she begged.

He pulled his fingers out, grabbed hold of her hip, and slammed his cock into her. She gasped and groaned at once, insanely glad to have him inside her again. His grip on her hair and her hip angled her just right so he could plunge deeper than she’d ever had him. His cock was so long and so thick, and he was driving so deep, that he was literally touching places inside her that no man ever had. Holding her firm, his thrusts grew stronger and harder. Her muscles quivered everywhere—between her legs, in her thighs, her breasts swinging hard with each pump he made—she thought sure she was about to crash into orgasm again.

“Fuck, Piper… you’re so goddamn beautiful.”

But she didn’t need words from him, just the pounding of his cock, the feel of his hands… and then he bent over her, still thrusting, but slower, bringing his lips near her shoulder, right where it met her neck.

“You… are… mine,” he panted, each word punctuated by a thrust.

“Yes!” she cried.

“Forever.”

She could feel his fangs out, brushing her skin but not piercing.

“Take me!” Her voice was shrill, desperate, and hungry for him to
do it.
Claim her. Make her his.

The twin pricks of pain pushed her right over the edge. Her orgasm shuddered through her entire body, from the epicenter between her legs, straight up to her head and back to her toes, completely blowing the fuses in her mind in the process. Jace groaned and kept thrusting, and she could feel his hot seed spilling inside her. And the magic… his bite, which started out as the most pleasurable of pains, turned into a glowing white heat as his magic spread from where his mouth was clamped onto her. It pumped through her veins, filling her from the inside out, swimming electric white stars in front of her eyes. Her heart felt like it might burst straight out of her body, it was beating so wildly with the ecstasy. His love was working its way into every part of her, through and through, and she felt the tether, the magical bond that held them together. It was like the submission bond, only deeper and unbreakable and made of white-hot magic and love.

She
belonged
to him.
With
him. He was irrevocably part of her now—she would always carry his magic, a part of him inside her, even when he wasn’t actively filling her with his cock and lavishing her with his love. He was home and family and love all bound into one being and one magical bond.

She had been running all this time—from shifters, from the shifting world, from the possibility of mating—and it suddenly dawned on her that this was exactly what she needed all along. This sense of
belonging
to someone. Jace was still inside her, slowing his movements, releasing his ardent hold on her body and her hair, and she had a flash of the future—small children that looked like
her
and
him.
Pups they would raise together. Their children would have their father’s incredible strength and their mother’s independence, and they would be surrounded by love all the days of their lives.

Jace pulled out of her with a delicious groan and fell back on the grass, pulling her down with him. She buried her head in his broad chest, but she couldn’t stop the hot tears from cresting and sliding down her cheeks. His chest rose and fell, and she could hear the mad beating of his heart, but it wasn’t long before he picked up his head to look at her.

He gently lifted her chin. “Why are you crying?” There was a tremor of fear in his voice, one she wanted to wipe away instantly… but she settled for grabbing his face and kissing him hard.

He was shocked and flushed and gorgeous in the moonlight. “Happy tears, my sexy beast. Just thinking about you and our future—that’s enough to rip them out of me. I’ll be okay in a minute.”

A wide smile slowly grew on his face. “Our future?”

She propped herself up on his chest and stared down at him. “You know, the one where take me from behind, again and again, biting me with that insane magic high you’re packing in those fangs. I mean,
damn,
Jace. You should have warned me mating was like this.”

He chuckled and drew her closer. “You mean, you seriously didn’t know?”

She snuggled into him. “Well,
sure,
I heard the stories. But there’s a difference between the lewd gestures your friends make in high school and a screaming orgasm so out of this world that you see stars.”

“Stars?” The laugh in his voice warmed her heart on top of the magic that was already there.

“Literal bright white shooting stars. I am not even kidding.”

His fingers idly played along her back, then swept up to cup her breast. “I take it that means you liked it.”

“Um…” She pretended to think about it. “Yes.”

He grinned. “I’ll have to work hard to top
literal shooting stars.
Probably need lots of practice.” The joy on his face stole her breath.

“Lots and lots and
lots
of practice.” The wind rustled the grass next to them, and she was quiet a moment, envisioning all the ways they would make love. All the places and positions and screaming orgasms that would fill their future. And then, one of those times, they would decide to let their love grow into something more—a child. Their love would create a little boy or a little girl, and that small one would be the embodiment of everything that was good in the world.

Jace touched her cheek, and she was surprised to see his finger glisten with one of her tears.

His smile was replaced by a solemn look. “Thinking of our future again?”

She nodded, but she had to swallow down the tears before she could whisper, “A little girl, maybe. Or a boy. I don’t care which.”

His face opened in surprise, then he rolled over fast, taking her with him and pinning her against the grass. “Piper, I—” He choked up, paused a moment, then cleared his throat. “A daughter. I want a daughter.”

The tears were coursing down her cheeks now, and she didn’t bother to wipe them away, she just reached up to pull him down for a kiss. When they stopped again, she said, softly, “Then we’ll have to keep trying until we have one.”

A grin lit his face again, and it made her heart swell.

“You know…” he said. “Jaxson and Olivia are getting married soon. How about if we make it a double wedding?”

She struggled to shove the joy off her face and replace it with a serious look. “Absolutely not.”