Page 100 of Pack Captive

Ryden kissed me harder, until I opened up for him, and his tongue slipped into my mouth.

I was no longer tired, but wide awake, all of my nerves tingling at the prospect of more of him.

And this time, I wasn't going to shove him out or shut the door in his face.

A low growl rumbled through his chest, and he pushed me against the door, his tongue tangling hard around mine. One of his heavily muscled thighs pushed between my legs, parting them.

Despite the last day, my inner wolf was fully ready for him. I was already wet when he reached down and pushed my skirt aside, his hand trailing over my thigh.

My back arched, and I gasped into his mouth when I felt his fingers climb upwards and glide over my pussy. His cock throbbed against my lower stomach, pressing against me insistently.

"More," I whispered, sucking his lower lip, and Ryden groaned, his hips arching into me.

He slipped a finger inside me, slowly thrusting in and out and circling my clit. Every stroke stoked the fire in me higher and higher, until my knees were shaking and only Ryden and the door were holding me up.

My hands slid over his chest, and I tore his shirt open, exposing the mouthwatering golden muscles. I let my fingers explore, running down over the ridges of his abdomen until I hit his pants.

I only hesitated for a moment, but Ryden had made it pretty damn clear he wanted me as much as I wanted him.

So maybe we weren't mates. Maybe we never would be.

But my wolf's instincts told me he'd be prime for it. The first time we'd ever touched, I'd felt like he was everything I wanted.

My power went through him easily, just like Calian—if what Yasemin said was true, he was destined to be mine.

I let go of my inhibitions and gripped his cock through the material, my pussy clenching when I felt the hard thickness of him and his body heat through the pants.

I needed those pants to go, now.

Ryden seemed to be reading my mind, stroking me with his fingers faster as I gripped him, but he whirled around, taking me with him, and practically threw me on the bed.

We weren't being careful with each other anymore. I forgot everything, letting the whole past day fall to the wayside as he literally ripped off my clothes.

Golden scraps fell to the floor and flew across the room. I was just as rabid in pulling his pants over his hips, letting his cock spring free.

He gripped my wrists and pulled them over my head, pinning me down.

I moaned when I felt his cock slide between my legs, gliding over my pussy and parting my lips. He drew back, angling himself to plunge in.

Ryden growled again, then sank in, filling me up inch by inch.

Heat exploded through me, flaming through my veins. I arched against him, wrapping my legs around his thighs, and thrust up to meet him.

He sank all the way in, his hands tightening around my wrists. A low, sexy groan filled the air as he pulled out and thrust back in, pounding into me deeply.

Goddess, he was everything I'd dreamed of. My entire body was lit up, desire for him crashing through me in a wave.

I kissed his throat, tracing a line up his neck as he slammed in again, biting his lip and making his cock twitch.

"Fuck, Ayla," he groaned, kissing me hard as he ground against me. The pressure on my clit was making me squirm, my hips bucking. "You're not coming yet, beautiful."

He pulled out and I almost snarled at him, furious to have him taken away.

But Ryden rolled me over and slammed back in, his entire body covering mine.

I stretched out, gripping the edge of the mattress as he slid his arm around my stomach and reached down, rubbing my clit with his fingers as he pumped into me.

A gasp escaped me. It felt so primal, to be entirely covered by him and unable to get up.

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