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Jax

I lift my nose in the air, catching her scent again. It’s the faintest hint of strawberries and vanilla, carried on the breeze from somewhere to my right. I veer in that direction, paws pounding the forest floor as I take off running again.

My adrenaline is pumping, my wolf frenzied with the thrill of the chase. I’m getting closer, I can feel it. It’s not only her scent that I’m following, but the pull of the bond. Over the past few weeks, I’ve learned how to reach out for it, to tug on the connection between us to get a sense of where she is or how she’s feeling. Since we sealed the bond, it has only continued to develop and grow stronger. The more it does, the more I feel like we’re becoming two halves of the same person.

I must be getting closer, because I can feel her excitement through the bond- it’s palpable, and it only serves to rile my wolf up even more. I see a flash of silver fur ahead and I know that I’ve caught up. Her scent is stronger, I can feel how close she is. It’s only a matter of time now.

She tries to skid into a thicker patch of brush to evade me, but I’m right on her tail. As I close the distance between us, I growl and nip at her heels playfully as she yelps and tries to dodge me. There’s a clearing ahead, and I already know my next move. As soon as we hit the edge of it, I launch myself forward over the top of her, covering her body with mine and rolling to the side so that my body takes the impact.

The inertia has us rolling several times across the dirt before we slide to a stop. When we do, she’s on top of me, but I quickly flip her underneath my body to trap her, nipping at the thick scruff of her neck in a show of dominance. Her head flops to the side, showing her submission, and then the air around her starts to shimmer. My own wolf takes the cue and starts receding, my body breaking out in tingles as my bones snap and rearrange with my shift.

My vision tunnels, and the next thing I know, I’m back in my human form, panting and staring down at the most beautiful woman in existence: my mate.

“You found me,” she breathes, staring up at me as she catches her breath.

“Always do,” I tease, pushing off with my arms and getting to my feet. I grin down at Quinn, offering a hand to help her up.

She reaches out to grasp my arm, pulling herself to stand- and as soon as she does, I yank her toward me, our lips colliding. There’s something about the chase that really gets me going- whether it’s the adrenaline or the endorphins or the fact that my girl’s always buck naked after I catch her and she shifts back, my dick’s already rock hard, pressing insistently into Quinn’s hip as I devour her kiss.

White-hot flames of desire coil inside of me, and I know I’m not alone in that feeling. Quinn’s always the one who initiates this cat and mouse game, and I know from experience how hot it makes her. As her tongue strokes against my own, the scent of her arousal hits my nose and makes me dizzy with need- the need to own her body, to take what’s mine. Possess and claim.

“Get on your knees, baby,” I growl, and she immediately drops down. Her wide hazel eyes are clouded with lust as she drags her bottom lip between her teeth, staring up at me, reaching out for my throbbing cock.

She wraps her hand around my thick member and I stifle a groan as she leans forward to dart her tongue out, licking a bead of precum off the tip. What little control I was holding onto snaps at that moment- I bury a hand in her hair, holding her head in place, thrusting my hips forward to shove my length into her waiting mouth. My eyes slide closed as Quinn starts sucking my cock with enthusiasm, sliding her mouth up and down my shaft, swirling her tongue around the tip.

“Fuck, that feels good,” I pant, thrusting farther down her throat. “Fuck, Quinn, your mouth feels so good wrapped around my cock…”

My dirty talk has her bobbing her head faster, sucking harder. She’s worked up into just as much of a frenzy as I am. I can’t fucking take it anymore- I fist my hand in her hair, yanking her head back. As soon as her mouth pops off of my dick, I’m diving to my knees in front of her, taking her face in both of my hands, crushing my lips against hers and devouring her kiss like a starving man.

As I start to kiss my way across her jaw and down her neck, I slide one arm around her waist to hold her tight to me, the other between our bodies. I groan against the soft skin of her neck when my fingers make their way to her pussy- she’s fucking drenched in her arousal, so wet that my finger slides in her tight little channel with ease. A breathy moan escapes her lips as I start pumping my finger in and out, then add a second.

I keep nipping and sucking the tender flesh of her neck as I work her pussy, bringing my thumb to rub her sensitive clit as I keep moving my fingers inside of her. Her clit gets harder under the pad of my thumb, her moans more desperate- she starts grinding up and down over my hand, riding my fingers as her head falls back.

I had every intention of being inside of her before she comes, but it’s too late; she’s too close to the precipice. I add more pressure to her clit and nudge her over the edge, her pussy walls spasming around my fingers, her body trembling against mine as the most gorgeous sounds of pleasure fall from her lips. I watch her ride out her climax, entranced by how fucking stunning she is when she’s completely uninhibited, lost in bliss. I’m still staring at Quinn as her orgasm subsides, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine.

I release her waist, bringing my hand up to sweep a few wild strands of hair out of her face. Then I cup her cheek, swiping my thumb across her pouty lower lip, still swollen from my kisses. “Bend over, beautiful.”

She’s so quick to comply. Quinn moves to climb off of my lap, but before she can, I’m grabbing her by the waist, flipping her over, planting her on her hands and knees in front of me. My need to be inside of her is overwhelming. I rise up on my knees behind her, taking my dick in my hand and giving it a few lazy strokes as I admire how pretty her pussy looks from this angle, peeking out from between her tan thighs. Quinn looks back at me over her shoulder, her eyes burning with hunger, her own need smoldering within- and I fucking lose it. A growl rips from my chest as I plunge into her wet heat from behind, taking all of her in a single brutal stroke.

A scream tears from her mouth as I bury my cock inside of her, gripping her hips, bruising them with my fingertips. I pause, giving her a second to adjust, relishing in the feeling of her pussy wrapped around me.

Apparently she doesn’t need it. Quinn rocks back into me and whines “fuck me,” and I fucking lose it all over again. I pull out halfway and slam home again. And again, and again. She feels so damn good; I hammer into her relentlessly, the sensation utterly intoxicating. The little whimpers and moans falling from her lips only spur me on to go harder, faster. Until the pleasure is nearly blinding.

Right as I’m about to come, I snake my arms around her waist, yanking her up so that her back collides with my chest. Fireworks explode behind my eyes and the sound that leaves my mouth is more animal than human- somewhere between a groan and a growl, a roar of satisfaction as I shoot my hot cum deep inside Quinn’s quivering pussy. She’s shaking with her own orgasm, her snug channel milking my cock for every drop. My arms are tight around her middle, pinning her against me as we both ride out our climax, then slowly start to come down.

“Fuck, baby,” I murmur in Quinn’s ear as I loosen my grip on her waist, both of us struggling to catch our breath. “You take my cock so well.” I nip her earlobe, nuzzling into the side of her neck. “I love you so fucking much. “

“Mmm,” Quinn hums, tilting her head back over my shoulder to give me better access to her neck as I start planting little kisses there. “I love you too, Jaxon.”

No matter how many times she says it, it never gets old. I don’t think there’s anything better than hearing those words from the lips of the person you love the most, and every time she says them, I’m in awe that she’s mine. We stay there like that for a while, completely blissed out and lost in the moment with one another. We’ve gotta steal these little moments while we still can before our lives are upended.

Once the spell is broken and the worries of real life start to creep back in, we both shift back to our wolf forms and run through the forest to the complex. We left our clothes nearby- around back, where we once had hot sex after putting rules in place for our relationship, rules to help us better sneak around so we wouldn’t get caught. It wasn’t that long ago, yet it somehow feels like another lifetime.

We get dressed and head around the building, approaching the gate to find that the practice field is a flurry of activity. The second wave of squad members are getting ready to head off to Denver, and we’ll follow in a day or two depending on our intel. Amid the groups of squad fighters hanging around and the stream of people spilling out of the complex with duffel bags slung over their shoulders, I see Theo, Brock, and Reid huddled together off to one side.

Quinn and I head in their direction, but the three of them are so engrossed in conversation that they don’t even look up until we’re right up on them.

“Where the hell have you been?” Reid teases when he sees me, his lips curling into a smirk. “You know the plan was for all of us to be here to send off the rest of the squad.”

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