Page 67 of Wolf's Claimed Mate
Thalia offered Sasha a T-shirt and shorts that wouldn’t be warm enough for her, but she shifted and dressed quickly. I snarled at anyone seeing her between the shift and reclothing.
“We’re going to talk aboutthat,” Fenrys murmured, looking between Sasha and me. “I know the look you’re giving her.”
“Yeah,” I muttered.
“Take her back to the safe house. Go there, rest up, and recover without the rest of the pack. We’ll handle everything else.”
“I’ll call you when we have Declan stable,” Aidan promised. He stood with his arm around Dakota. I glanced at her stomach.
“Is everything—”
“All good!” she cried excitedly. “And we’ll box that off before Aidan tailspins into his fretting.”
Aidan kissed the side of her face, grinning.
My chest caved in as I backed up, Sasha joining me.
“Hey,” she murmured, nuzzling my neck. “We made a pretty good team, right?”
I bit my tongue, nodding. Wewere, and it killed me to know she would never be my mate in the way Thalia or Dakota was to the other men.
But she’s still there, still wants you.You’re holding yourself back now.
I pulled her to me and kissed her, ignoring my own dumbass thoughts. “Yeah, we damn well do.”
Chapter 29 - Sasha
Tension crackled between us on the run back to the safe house. Conall’s hair had been destroyed, and we glanced at each other before grinning. We both shifted in mid-air as we disappeared into the woods. We jumped over one another, chasing each other through creeks and around trees. I yipped happily as Conall tackled me playfully.
My resistance to everything we could have ebbed away, getting quieter by my need for Conall. By the time we reached Silverlake Valley and the cabin by the lake, I was ready to pounce on him. We shifted in tandem, not bothering with clothes this time.
We crashed through the cabin together, grabbing for each other hungrily. Conall growled into my mouth as he devoured me through kisses. I jumped at him, wrapping my legs around his hips, pressing myself into him.
“Take me,” I panted. “Just—claim me, Conall. Claim me, I’m yours. I’myours.” He pulled away, panting, his eyes searching my face.
“Sasha—”
“Please,” I begged. Beneath me, he was already growing hard. I rubbed myself against him, his hands cupping my ass cheeks as he kicked the door shut. I tried to angle my heat to have him slide right in. “I don’t want to belong to anyone else. I’myours.”
He slammed me against the wall. I gasped, laughing, as I arched against the wall to grind my arousal over his hard cock. His expression was slowly turning wild, losing himself to his resistance, as I had.
I lowered my mouth to his ear, sucking beneath the lobe. “I’ll even call youalpha.”
Before I could take another breath, he had my wrists pinned above my head. His eyes burned into mine, and then his mouth was mine, his cock sinking into me. I yearned for this: the pain, the ache as I adjusted to him without preamble. My moans spilled out of me, climbing in volume.
“Mine,” Conall growled. He kept one hand on my wrists, keeping me up with his other. I was dizzy at the show of strength. His muscles bunched and flexed. Waves and waves of pleasure drowned me, making me gasp and cry out, fighting his hold on my wrists so I could grasp him.
He gazed at me, a silent warning to stop fighting.
But I arched against him, smiling demurely, even as he unraveled me entirely with his cock steadily fucking into me.
“There’s some binds,” I gasped. “I want you to use them on me.”
Conall slowed to a stop, pausing, lowering his hands from my wrists. “What?”
My eyes flicked to the headboard. “I want you to tie me up.”
“Sasha—”
