Page 76 of Immortal Burden

“Wolf!” Ryker’s bellow rang out, his hastened footsteps approaching.

I couldn’t see over Jaxon's shoulder, nor around him. He was a gigantic mass of a man. But I heard a skirmish between Ryker and Lucian.

“What are you so afraid of? I might be useless right now, but you’re an Ancient!”

“He is no ordinary wolf. Stay your hand.”

Jaxon flicked my clit, forcing my attention back to him.

His fingers dug into my waist, his urgency building. “You know who I am. This place is screwing with my mind, too, but I sense it. You’re mine. I smell it all over you. My started claim on you.”

“Claim?”

“Yeah.”

“I… yes. I remember. I need… I need it. I need you.”

His eyes shone with carnal satisfaction.

His claws dropped, startling me and causing Ryker to react and rush forward.

I felt Jaxon tense, priming for a fight.

But Ryker never made contact.

Lucian burst forward and trapped him in a body lock.

“Do not get between an Alpha and the one he believes to be his true mate.”

Jaxon's eyes returned to mine and he smiled, gesturing for me to follow the path of his claws. I watched with bated breath as he swept them at his jeans, skillfully tearing them open without the slightest nick to himself in the process.

He retracted them, then grasped my thighs roughly. “I’m sorry. This isn’t how I wanted this to go down. But time’s real short. Gotta seal this now.”

What? What was going on? The urgency? Short on time?

He didn’t give me a chance to ask, as he tightened his hold on me, hooked my thighs around his waist, then thrust into me, driving his cock so deep all the breath shot from my lungs.

“Jesus Christ,” he grunted, his eyes rolling back in his head, as he stilled, holding me immobilized against the wall, impaled to the hilt by his overwhelming girth.

I’d never felt anything like it before. While Ryker was no slouch in that area—he had a legendary reputation for a reason—this was something else entirely.

“So damn tight, princess.”

He eased out slowly to the tip, grunting as my walls bore down around him, unwilling to let him depart.

He plunged back in hard, making me scream out as pleasure tore through me when he hit my G-spot head on.

He stilled again and gritted his teeth.

Desperation consumed me. I needed more and I needed it immediately, so before I knew what I was doing, I was punching his shoulder and demanding angrily, “More! Now!”

His eyes shot wide, a small chuckle escaping him, before that strained expression returned. “Trying not to hurt you, woman. You don’t have the scent of it, but you’re virgin tight. I’m a lot to take. I’m sorry, I didn’t know you’d feel like this. You’ve been around for more than a century, right?”

A hand dipped between us, fingers fondling my pussy in a very familiar way, zoning in on my swollen clit instantly. I bucked against the attentions, the delicious pleasure sparking everywhere. Throwing my head back, I looked out to see Ryker beside us. His gaze delved into mine as he addressed Jaxon, informing him, “Nah, she’s not a virgin. But it’s been a while for her. She’s only ever been with one man, so take it fucking easy.”

“One?” Jaxon asked.

Ryker nodded, stepping up his teasing of my pussy. “She needs an easy buildup.” His eyes flashed. “And then all bets are off, that piece of her that she locks up tight breaking free from her iron-fisted grip of control—the wild, wanton woman within. Isn’t that right, sweetness?”

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