Chapter Three

Bastion

When I’d walked into the bar, I’d still been reeling from the phone call I’d received earlier, then I’d found the woman I’d already claimed as mine dancing seductively for anyone to see. I didn’t like the way others stared at her. Not when I’d yet to even taste her.

I’d made my intentions clear to her father. I’d take on their pack and be their alpha under one condition. Raina Byrd was mine. There would be no courtship. No easing into things or any other bullshit he’d spouted. One look at her and I’d known I wouldn’t be able to wait. Seeing her, feeling her scent wrap around me, I knew we wouldn’t even make it through the night before I was buried deep inside her. My brain had mostly shut down, and my cock was ready to do the thinking. And all it imagined was being buried inside her.

“Clear the room,” I told Cyan, my second. “No one touches her.”

He nodded and dispersed the team with us to follow my orders. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She mesmerized me. It took all I had to stay across the room from her. I knew my control would be over if I put my hands on her.

Her father had called earlier, warning me she’d run. My little wolf didn’t want to mate me. According to her father, she’d made no bones about the fact I wasn’t her alpha. I knew she’d lost her brother, knew the two of them had been close. Hell, there were things I knew about Rowan Byrd’s death I wasn’t sure she knew. None of it mattered right now. Now was about her and me and how quickly I could get her stripped and under me.

That was when some asshole with a death wish decided to step close to Raina. He reached for her, and there was no holding back the growl from my throat. Cyan moved immediately, and the guy was flung away like the garbage he was. No one touched what was mine.

The roar in my ears blocked out whatever Cyan said to Raina, but I could tell she was pissed. Her anger hit my cock like a firm stroke, and a grin of anticipation tugged my lips. God, she was gorgeous. All long, blonde hair and big eyes that smoldered with passion. Her friend moved in then, slapping her tiny hands against Cyan as if she had any power to move him. But he did move. I watched him inhale then blink, and I almost laughed when I realized I was watching my second fall. The woman might not realize it, but she’d just been claimed.

Raina started twitching her ass, her body dry humping to the music, and it was too easy to imagine her naked and performing solely for my pleasure. She bumped her lush ass into Cyan, and my growl was back even as he shook his head and stepped back. I watched his attention move from the little one back to my mate, and he managed to avoid her next attempts at contact. My body moved to intercept her next attempt to shoo Cyan away.

Then she backed her perfect ass into me. My hard thighs cushioned her buttocks, and I wrapped my arm around her, spreading my fingers across her belly and anchoring her to me. There was no way she missed the swell of my cock, and I made no move to hide it from her. I was a big man, and as my mate, she’d take every inch of me as often as I could give it to her.

“I’ve been looking for you,” I whispered in her ear and enjoyed the way she shivered against me. I smelled her arousal. My little wolf was horny, and I was the only man who’d satisfy her.

“Lucky you,” she said. “Here I am. What can I do for you?”

I pressed my cock against her, a growl rumbling from my throat. What would she do if I told her to strip and get down on all fours? Would she fight me? Or readily comply to give us what we both wanted? I felt a hard elbow in my ribs and knew without a shadow of a doubt she’d fight me every inch of the way. It only made my dick harder.

“You could go home with me,” I offered.

The vixen turned in my arms, so her belly cushioned my cock, and I wanted to howl at the exquisite torture. Her breasts brushed my chest, the tight buds of her nipples drilling into me. I wanted to touch them, suck them until she came screaming my name.

“Is this really how you pick up a woman for the night?” she whispered.

“What kind of man do you think I am?” I asked, cupping her ass and lifting her into my straining dick. I felt the heat of her pussy and flexed my fingers. It took all my control to keep from ripping our clothes out of the way.

The woman beside her chose that moment to make her presence known again. “Don’t answer that.”

I turned my head and growled at her then found myself dealing with two pissed off women.

“Don’t growl at her,” Raina said, smacking me so hard I worried she might have hurt her hand.

“Don’t growl at me, wolf boy,” her friend echoed.

“Ivy,” Raina snapped. “Let me deal with this.”

“Ivy,” Cyan purred beside me. “Perfect.”

The friend’s gaze snapped to him. “Listen, beast boy. Take your pal there, and get the fuck out of our way.”

Cyan’s lips twitched, and I knew he felt the same urge to claim as I did. Thank God, it wasn’t for the same woman, or I’d be looking for a new beta.

“Why is her name perfect?” Raina demanded.

“Ivy’s a clinging vine, right?” Cyan noted. “Which is perfect since she’s going to be wrapped around me for the rest of my life.”

Ivy’s mouth dropped open, her eyes growing wide, and I almost laughed. Cyan had left his mouthy future mate speechless.

“Take her,” I said, and she squeaked as Cyan scooped her up over his shoulder and headed toward the door.