Page 76 of Fated to the Warrior Wolf

I took her by the shoulders and turned us, then settled back into the chair, legs spread wide and cock jutting up like a damn sword. I patted my lap again this time, the invitation clear.

Your move, princess.

She licked her lips, and I tried hard not to envision her swallowing me down in this position. I didn’t want to blow too early, and that was the path to disappointment. For her. I could never be disappointed with Leigh.

No, I wanted her to sink down on me, ride me to her own peak, and then drag me over the edge with her. She didn’t make me wait long.

I gripped the arms of the chair, hanging on for dear life as she placed one knee on the chair, braced her hands on the back to either side of my head, and then brought up the other knee, bracketing me. Her breasts hovered at the perfect height, so Ileaned forward and nipped the rounded swell of one with my teeth. She dropped her head back with a gasp, hips rocking against empty air.

I laved the spot with my tongue, and she hissed as she sank down, locking eyes when the head of my cock bumped her entrance. She was soaking wet, and it was my turn to groan as bliss tingled up from the base of my spine.

Leigh hesitated once the tip was in, rocking back and forth and whimpering.

G-spot,I realized, considering. Should I help her, or let her stay in control?

She seemed stuck, the tiny rocking moves all she was capable of as the sensations overwhelmed her. I wrapped one hand around her thigh, the other going to her shoulder as I tipped her, angling her so I’d strike a little deeper, press a little harder.

I knew I’d hit the jackpot when she clenched like a fist around me. Her pussy milked me as I stayed right there, rocking into her until she screamed another release. When she collapsed against me, I let myself sink the rest of the way in. Her breaths were hot puffs against my neck, but she gathered herself quickly and sat back up. She worked me up and down, eyes bright as she rode me. I held on for dear life, letting her do whatever felt good.

And Goddess, she felt good. Concentrating on her was helping, but my release was marching ever forward, demanding to be set free.

It had been too damn long, and there had been no one else since her. My hand in the shower was a poor substitute for Leigh’s perfection, and my control was frayed to nothing by the time her breath hitched and she sped up.

She was a vision, pupils blown wild with need as she rode me.

“Gael, I— I…”

“You going to come for me, princess? Soak my dick like a good girl? I want to feel you squeeze me again.”

My own release was right there, and I gritted my teeth as I tried to hold it back. I needed her to let go first.One more, princess.

“Ohh—” Her scream as she locked down on my dick sent me flying over the edge. I bellowed my own release as I crushed her to my chest, trying to stay gentle as I held her.

My thoughts were scattered, my heart pounding. But there was a steady thrum in my chest, the first threads of our bond taking root.

Delicate threads of gold, stretching between us almost painfully perfect as we breathed in, clinging to each other as the rest of the world melted away.

There was nothing but Leigh and me. And the bond I could no longer deny, locking a steadying warmth into my chest. Emotions swelled in me, nearly forcing the air out of my lungs with their strength as I held her.

She was everything.

Mine.

We sleptoff and on throughout the morning, not leaving her room—hell, not leaving herbed—except to answer the door and accept a tray of food midmorning from one of the kitchen staff. I hadn’t forgotten our child, and the fact that I had to make sure she stayed fed and hydrated.

Leigh was positively glowing by the evening, when we were finally ready to emerge into the real world. We were having a pack dinner to discuss the tribunal, and Kane had requested that everyone come.

I liked seeing her happy. And a caveman part of me was very satisfied at having been the one to give her that glow.

We walked hand in hand down a wide hallway, heading toward the dining hall. I was musing over how much Leigh seemed to have already picked up about navigating this massive behemoth of a castle when the sound of a brass door knocker and Cristian’s scurrying steps reached us.

“Is someone else coming to dinner?” Leigh asked, leaning her head against my biceps as we took our time, strolling in our bubble. As soon as we went back to the rest of the pack, reality was going to set in. I was in no hurry for that, and it seemed she wasn’t either.

I shrugged. “Maybe. There have been European alphas arriving for days.”

“Ahh,” she said, stifling a yawn behind her hand. She’d said she was good to come down for dinner, but I’d have to make sure sheactuallyslept tonight.

She had precious cargo on board, even though her flat stomach showed no trace. I was so ready to see it start to curve. Something about the idea of her rounded withmybaby made me feel like a possessive caveman. I wanted it with every fiber of my being.

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