Page 62 of Defiant
He’s not a complete idiot, that alpha.
Between Stone’s goons, briefing the human guards, betas, and alphas, and setting up the fight … there just hasn’t been time to get back to my little mate and enjoy her. I had to send Matthew to bring her meals. I ate on my feet while I was approving caterers, that’s how insane the day has been. It’s almost dinner and I haven’t had a moment to breathe.
The awful scent of the catering drifts down through the vents even though I locked the basement door behind me. I ordered a shit ton of Indian food because, while I love it, I know Stone hates it. But I also chose it because the smell of strong spices tends to burn wolf noses.
Let Stone and his little crew try to sniff Elena out through that mess,I think smugly as I reach the bottom step and go looking for my little wolf.
I find her curled up on her side on the bed, napping in the same place she slept in last night. I can’t help but smile. She’s already getting comfortable here, already finding her spot. I can’t wait until I show her nest to her. I’m sure she’ll love that even more.
Everything’s settling into place. After tonight’s fight, it will be perfect. I’ll gain territory and my little vixen all in one fell swoop.
I reach into my pants pocket and pull out the ring that Matthew had delivered this afternoon. It’s got a diamond in the middle with two little moonstones on either side. I gently scoop her tiny left hand up into mine and slide the ring on while she’s still sleeping. It fits perfectly and, for some reason, seeing her wear my ring makes my dick hard. It’s physical proof that Elena belongs to me.
Mine,my wolf says.
I agree.Mine.
I climb over her, straddling her like I did this morning to wake her up, grinning when her soft feathery eyelashes flutter open.
“Black?” I love the way she says my name, her tone still sultry with sleep. I don’t know if she’s a singer, but that voice right there could charm the devil.
I just walked in here for a kiss for luck. I don’t have time for much else.
But suddenly, I don’t just want to see her wearing my ring. I want to see her wearing my cum. The need to claim her rises fast and quick, like a tsunami, a force that barrels through anything that resists it. The clock suddenly doesn’t matter. Stone’s deadline doesn’t matter. Nothing but this.
I unbutton my pants and slide them and my boxers down. My dick springs out at half-mast just as my mate comes fully awake.
Her gray eyes fly from my dick to the ring on her finger and grow wide.
She’s surprised and overwhelmed. Good. Proposals are supposed to be that way, aren’t they? I wouldn’t know. I never planned on one. But I’m claiming this omega in every way possible.
“Elena.” I grab that little hand of hers, wrapping my own around it, but ensuring I can still see that huge fucking rock that marks her as taken. She tries to pull back, probably wanting another second to admire her ring. But she’ll have all the time in the world for that later. I have needs now.
I strengthen my grip on her and place both of her hands on my thickening shaft and I start to stroke, showing her just how I like it, guiding her. “I needed to see you, baby.”
“No. Black. Stop. We need to talk.”
“We can talk in a minute. After I watch you make me come with that ring on your finger. Doesn’t it look good?”
Her eyes are on that diamond ring as it glides up and down my dick, her breath coming fast and hard, her chest heaving underneath me, and I wonder if the sight of it turns her the fuck on too. Probably.
I use my left hand to dig under the covers and ruck up the t-shirt she’s wearing. I bunch it up around her neck so that I can see those pretty tits.
I feel my balls tighten up and anticipation builds in my lower spine.
I’m gonna come all over my omega.
My future wife.
My luna.
My wolf howls inside my head. He’s already amped for the fight but this,thisdrives him over the edge. I reach forward and latch onto Elena’s hair, yanking her face up.
“Suck me, princess,” I command before pressing my dick between those plush lips of hers even as I speak.
Her mouth is fucking heaven. It’s tight and wet and warm. She gasps, then her tongue slithers across the underside of my cock deliciously. Even the gentle scrape of her teeth gets me hot because it feels like she’s just as feral as I am right now. I hold her head in place and adjust my angle so I can thrust deeper. I enjoy the feel of her for a minute before need builds again and I push more. She gags and I let up for a second so she can snag a breath before I thrust again. My little wolf is going to have to practice her deep-throating skills.
But the fact that she’s so raw and untrained in that area just makes her mine to claim. To teach.
