Page 91 of Wolf Caged
She was the key to my vengeance, a tool, that was all. This mating heat was a complication, but I would see to it that she was protected from other males who might be less gentle or considerate with her. Once she had fulfilled her role in my revenge, I would return her to her world.
And I would uphold my vow to slaughter the wolf who had sold her.
I dragged my hand away from her soft skin, curling my fingers into a fist as I reined in my darker side, tempering it with the promise of vengeance against the one who had hurt her. Soon.
Patience.
I was not sure I had any where this female was concerned, and that was dangerous. I could not let her distract me from myvengeance, not now that I felt I was close to achieving it and it would soon be within my grasp.
Delivered by a lamb in wolf’s clothing.
Although, she had not seemed much like a lamb tonight.
She had been all wolf.
A predator on the hunt.
A wild and sensual female who had taken what she had wanted from me, greedily accepting pleasure and demanding more.
I pondered that as I cast magic on the windows and the door, ensuring they remained locked to anyone but me until the morning. Keeping her safe from other males.
And glanced back at her before I teleported to the garden.
The sound of the feast drifted on the night breeze, summoning me back to it. I should return there to do my part, but the thought was far from appealing. I looked over my shoulder at the castle, in the direction of my slumbering wolf, and then stepped into the dark void again, teleporting not to the feast or my room, but to my private retreat deep in the heart of Noainfir, the mountain that protected the castle like a great shadow.
Magic stirred around me as I strode across the mosaic floor of the giant marble rotunda, glowing in the great crystals that clung to the cragged walls of the cave, each violet shard larger than I was.
My eyes slipped shut and I stilled, feeling the magic as it swirled around me, as it grew stronger in response to the celebrations above.
And what I had done with Saphira.
I walked to one of the seating areas, my steps falling silent as I crossed several ornate rugs and passed tables ladened with books and sheets of my notes and theories on Saphira and her role in my vengeance. The candles on the tables flickeredto life as I passed them, adding a warm glow to the air that glittered with golden motes. Rather than sinking into one of the upholstered chairs as I had intended, I continued towards the edge of the circular platform of the rotunda where it fell away into a cliff that dove down to the sliver of sea that entered the cave through the far end of it.
My mind on Saphira.
On the way she had moved for me, responding to my touch so sweetly, and so wickedly, her supple body arching under my caress, silently begging me for more.
My eyes slipped shut and I palmed my cock, rubbing my hand down the aching shaft as I pictured her on her knees, her wild silver hair falling around her shoulders, her breasts swaying as she moved in time with the strokes of my fingers.
I shredded the laces of my leathers with a claw and groaned as cool air kissed my overheating length, wrapped my hand around it and fed it into her slick pussy, savouring her moan as I stretched and filled her, as I sank myself as deep as her sweet sheath could take me.
Possessively deep.
My left hand gripped her hip as my right fisted her hair, twisting the soft strands around my hand, and I planted my right foot against the bed, using it for leverage as I pounded into her, as I gave her everything she had begged me to give her, relishing her cries and the sound of my flesh slapping against her as I thrust my cock deep into her.
Punishing thrusts.
Marking her as mine.
Making her need no other male.
She moaned and clenched me, cries growing louder as I angled my hips and took her harder, deeper, my rough breaths mingling with hers as we strained for release together, as her scent engulfed me and her heat gripped me.
It hit me in a blinding flash that robbed me of breath in a yell that echoed around the cavern.
My cock throbbed in my hand as my trembling legs buckled beneath me, each jet of seed that burst from me staggering me.
I sank to my knees, struggling to breathe.
