Page 29 of Claimed By the Alpha Pack

The pond showed me things that I know the guys would wish I didn’t see. My salvation, my future, is with these guys. Each of the four of them will play a different role according to the pond. Barrett will be my best friend and emotional support in the relationship. Conrad is the playful one to remind me not to be so serious all the time. Griffin will keep the family organized and safe. Ethan … He will help me cross over and rise into my new life.

Kissing Ethan is like playing with a nuclear bomb. Having all this unrestrained power at my fingertips is intoxicating. Every touch sends fire rippling through my body, igniting every fiber of my being. His hardened length rests against my stomach and I feel its heat. I want him more than I have ever wanted anyone in my entire life. I understand what Ethan said when he told me he needs me. In my soul, I know I need him like I need the air that I breathe.

Throwing caution into the wind, I pull at my clothing, feeling constricted by them. Ethan notices my struggle and strips me bare in a matter of moments. A deep growl escapes his lips and the golden glow in his eyes intensifies. A little voice in the back of my head says submit. The pond had showed me what full submission was and there’s nothing more that I want.

I want to be at Ethan’s mercy. I want him to make me his in every way possible. Spinning in his arms, I lean my back against his chest and roll my head to the side and close my eyes. His muscles tense, then his hot breath washes over my neck and I relax. “I can’t give you gentle Grace…” His voice is strained as he whispers the words against my throat.

“If I wanted gentle, I would have gone to Barrett.” Breathlessly, the words fall from my lips as I feel his teeth grip my neck.

“Good girl…” Ethan’s words caress me like a warm blanket and a feeling of satisfaction moves through me. I made my Alpha happy, pleased him.

Carefully he lowers us to the moss covered earth and I’m on my knees still facing away from him. His large hand slides up my spine and I know what he’s asking for, total irrevocable submission. Remembering the vision, I drop onto my forearms and keep my ass in the air. Ethan’s breath hitches and his fingers grip on my hips tightens. A tremble moves through him before he slides his length over my sex. My blood is on fire as the anticipation builds.

His heat moves away slightly and, without warning, he thrusts his length deep within me. My entire body rocks forward from the initial thrust. His cock feels different from the others I have had over my lifetime. Not only is he longer and thicker, I swear I can feel a mass on his shaft close to his body. Thrust after thrust, I feel that heated mass increase in size and then I realize. It’s his knot. I fucking should have known about this. I’ve written about it in my series.

An Alpha buries his knot in his mate, locking him in place just before the bite. The thought of him being locked deep within me awakens something primal in my core. I detonate around his shaft, crushing and milking his length for all that its worth. Ethan’s fingers dig into my hips as his speed increases. The slapping of flesh and my moans are the only things I hear. He curls forward and plants one hand next to mine and wraps the other arm tight around me. He pushes forward, pushing his knot within me. The burning heat from the delicious stretch of his knot sends me over the deep end again. Crying out, I scream his name until the sound no longer escapes my lips.

Ethan’s mouth comes down and his teeth grip my shoulder, holding me in place as his cock pulses deep within me. His knot is hitting nerves I didn’t know I had. My entire body is extremely sensitive as he rocks his hips slightly, drawing our pleasure out. Ethan carefully lowers us to the moss, and I feel different. That vacant spot in my heart feels diminished. “How are you feeling, Darlin?” The softness of Ethan’s voice next to my ear comforts me.

“I’m honestly not sure. I mean … I don’t feel as alone anymore. It’s like I can feel you in my heart.” The backs of my knuckles rub over my sternum as I try to explain how I feel.

Ethan peppers my shoulder with kisses and holds me tightly to his chest. “That’s part of the mate bond. Did you ever wonder why, no matter who you dated, they were never enough? Or something was missing?”

His question strikes a nerve and I completely understand what he’s talking about. “Now that you mention it, yes. They were okay. But nothing to write home about. Why was that?” I really want to turn and face him, but he’s still locked deep within me.

As Ethan clears his throat, I feel a tension, an almost uneasy feeling comes over me, and I’m not sure why. Whining softly, I look around to try to understand it. Ethan kisses my cheek. “I forgot to explain the bond. What you’re feeling, the uneasiness that’s me. When I can finally bite you and completely make you mine, sorting out the emotions will be easier.” He kisses my shoulder several times before speaking again. “The answer to your question is that the initial tethers of the bond were started when you were young and looked into the pond for the first time. Because whoever you dated wasn’t Barrett or Conrad, it didn’t feel right.” The truth bomb he just dropped mentally knocks me back.

“Wow, that’s intense. I mean seriously. The bond started that back then?” Twisting as much as I can to make eye contact with him. He simply nods, affirming my statement.

“The fact that you had two of your mates with you at the time of the vision is what really did it.” His large hand strokes up and down my side, comforting me. I can only assume that he can feel the twinges of stress from me.

His lips caress my throat, kissing from just under my ear down to my shoulder. “It’s a lot for a human to take in, I get it. You don’t have the instincts that we do.” His tone lowers, and he grips my throat with his teeth again.

My body arches as his teeth grip tightly. A deep growl escapes his lips and I come harder than I ever have before. His slow grinding thrusts draw out the throbbing pulsing of my core. Crying out, his name falls reverently from my lips like a prayer. Gripping his forearm, I rock against his thrusts, making every inch of my body feel electric. The longer we stay locked together, the more at home I feel, the more loved and cherished I feel. Ethan comes again, growling deeply as he thrusts forward one last time. The pulsing of his cock deep within me makes my core twitch again, gripping his length.

Slowly we come down again from our high and he lets go of my throat, licking over the marks that he had left. “Darlin, I have to warn you. You have a bruise on your neck. But the bigger issue is the others will be driven to complete the bond with you now, too.” His knot slowly deflates, and he rolls me so I can face him.

“Oh…” Bitting my bottom lip, I have the urge to bury the bridge of my nose under his chin and hide my face.

Wrapping his muscular arms tightly around me, he rolls onto his back, taking me with him. “They will wait for you to come to them, Darlin. It’s not like a male dog when a bitch is in heat. We can control our base urges.”

At least that makes me feel a little better. Smiling against his neck, I kiss the underside of his jaw before picking my head up. “We should probably head back soon.” Before I can utter another word, my stomach rumbles, and Ethan laughs.

“Understood Darlin, let’s get you dressed and head back to the truck.” Rooting around, Ethan locates all of my clothes, then laughs. I think he just realized he doesn’t have clothing. “My clothes are at the pond.” He laughs at himself over his folly.

“I mean … What a shame…” Shaking my head, smiling as my eyes roam over his body.

“Yeah, cryin shame. I’ll shift and walk back as my wolf. I’m sure you have no clue where we ended up.” Ethan crosses his arms over his chest and smirks, looking at me enjoying the view.

“Not a single clue. Lead the way, Wolfie.” I smack his ass hard, feeling my hand impact that rock hard hunk of muscle.

Smirking, he turns to face me, hard cock on display as he tilts his head to the side to watch me. “I’m going to shift now. Tell me to stop if it scares you.” His voice wavers as he stares at me. Just like in my romance novels, I know this is a pivotal moment for us. I’ve seen it before, but this time feels more important. Deep in my chest, I can feel how nervous he is.

Ethan closes his eyes tight, and it’s now that I see Conrad stepping out of the woods and closing the distance to me. He wraps his arms around my middle and pulls my back flush to his chest. Fur races up and down Ethan’s arms and its intense to watch. His body hunches over and the shape and length of his limbs change before me.

“He’s okay, sweetness. It doesn’t hurt us at this age. The first time happens when we’re little like your daughter. By our age, it’s just a dull ache.” Conrad answers the question I couldn’t verbalize.

By the time I look back at Ethan, a huge black wolf stands on the moss where the man once was. My breath hitches in my chest as I stare at him. I guess the best explanation is that I am still shocked. I watched him shift before, but it’s still intense to watch. Ethan is large as a human and his wolf doesn’t slack in the size department, either. Ethan sits down and his wolf’s head comes to the underside of my breasts. Deep down, I know he is in there and he won’t hurt me.

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