Page 7 of Wolf Claimed
“But what if. . . I don’t even know what happened back then. I’d fallen asleep and then woken, confused and panicked as he jumped out my bedroom window. I had a ground-floor apartment, but still, the guy didn’t even use the door. Heranfrom me, terrified.”
Tiernan hitched a brow. “Maybe you had a bad dream, and you attacked him thinking he was a criminal. I’ve seen you sparring with the other humans. You’re scary when you want to be. Some guys can’t handle a strong female.” He pressed down on her chest until she laid flat on the sofa, a subtle message that he could handle a strong female. Funny how she felt more complete with him. She laid back, trusting him. She just couldn’t trust herself.
“Relax. I promise to make this good.”
With a nudge from his hands, she parted her legs, exposing herself. As she lay there, her most intimate area on display, Tiernan smiled. That feeling deep inside of her, the restlessness that never ceased, morphed to what felt like approval and acceptance rolled together for one chiseled shifter with a very impressive cock.
Before she could think too much about what those feelings meant, Tiernan’s tongue moved through her folds like she was dessert, and he planned to taste every inch of her. His tongue missed nothing, moving at a languid pace that allowed her to lie back and enjoy the feeling of tension melting away, leaving her fully relaxed and ready, eager for him.
As he slid two fingers inside of her, his tongue circled and flicked her clit, waking her to new sensations. With each lick, she writhed beneath him; the pleasure becoming almost too intense. Tiernan didn’t let up, sucking her into his mouth until she grabbed onto his hair and held on as her pussy squeezed around his fingers.
“Claim me, Tiernan,” she said, breathless as she rode the wave, no longer wondering or caring how she’d reached this point of begging a shifter to fuck her.
He settled between her thighs. His brows narrowed as he looked into her face.
She reached up and brushed a finger along his strong jaw. “We’re good, Tiernan.”
With a slight nod, he thrust deep, still watching her until she tipped her head back, her eyes closed. Then he finally let go, moving fast. The fucking was hard and made her feel alive after feeling so dead for years. She loved every raw second of it.
When she dug her nails into his back, he lifted one leg, then the other, wrapping them around him. He slammed into her again, sending her body deep into the sofa as he lifted her ass with his hands.
Another orgasm roared from deep inside. Her legs tightened around his waist as her pussy clamped down on him. The moan that left him penetrated her almost as deep as his cock. She loved hearing that masculine sound, knowing that she’d caused it.
Tiernan continued thrusting, setting a relentless pace, building friction against her clit with just the right angle. She orgasmed again, and her grip on his shoulders faltered. He’d shoved her shirt up and pulled her bra down somewhere along the way and his mouth found a hard nipple.
Her entire body was on fire, thrumming with unbelievable need as his lips found her mouth once more. The moment he nipped her bottom lip, another orgasm struck, shorter but stronger than the others. She screamed out his name and then he stilled, releasing into her.
Warm eyes caught her. “You’re incredible, baby.”
As she caught her breath, she glanced to the right and startled. Rafe stood in the doorway, watching.
Chapter Two
RAFE
Rafe had heard about the murder, and that DSA agents were looking for Artemis. Kingsley had already started spreading rumors, accusing her of having a grudge against Graves. Rafe wanted to reach her before the DSA agents did, to warn her, and to make sure she had a solid alibi. Not that he’d turn her in if she didn’t, but if she was in any way involved, he wanted to know so he could figure out how to protect her.
He followed her scent. Hers and Tiernan’s. To the old boathouse by the lake. He wasn’t sure what had brought them here, but Rafe moved cautiously as he entered the building.
The sweet, decadent scent of Artemis’s arousal struck him as he entered. Instantly, he knew what was happening, even before he heard the squeaking of furniture against wood floor and the erotic moans filling the air.
They’d left the office door open, the scent and noise of sex pulling him closer. Rafe had never watched couples have sex back home, even though he’d passed by his share in the woods and by the lake. He’d had no interest in those females. But with Artemis, his wolf and he were too attuned to her, consumed with her welfare, to walk away, even when another shifter was fucking her. Rafe stood in the doorway, watching Tiernan’s ass bob up and down as he thrust into Rafe’s female.
Not Rafe’s. Tiernan’s.
It still felt like she belonged to Rafe, even though he had no claim on her. He and Artemis barely got along. She fought his every decision it seemed, though in all honesty he hadn’t been fair to her, holding her back from fully participating in that op. Finding the balance of letting her operate as a human in a human world while protecting her as if she were in his world was damn hard.
Rafe’s wolf purred. Not growled as he would expect upon seeing another male fucking the female he felt was his. As if that didn’t leave him confused enough, he realized he couldn’t tear himself away from watching the two. Blonde hair cascaded over the side of the sofa as Artemis tilted her head back, arching, lifting her full breasts in an offering to Tiernan. His mouth nipped and licked those beautiful rosy peaks, and Rafe’s cock hardened.
Tiernan released a nipple and caught her bottom lip, nibbling on it all while his hips continued pounding into her. Rafe pictured himself in Tiernan’s place.
“Tiernan!” she screamed his name as her ankles locked around his ass and her body lifted off the sofa. Tiernan stilled above her, his face reflecting the ecstasy on Artemis’s as her body calmed and Tiernan once again pressed her into the sofa, continuing his thrusts.
Her body glistening with sweat, Artemis turned her head toward the door. And froze. She’d spotted him.
“He won’t touch you. You’re mine,” Tiernan said. The scout never turned to look. He knew Rafe was there, watching. He’d either heard or scented Rafe.
Artemis’s hazel eyes caught Rafe, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to his cock. She looked happy and incredibly needy. She wanted him, he was sure of it. Like the last time he’d caught the two together. Before, he had joined in at her beckoning. This time, there was a warning in Tiernan’s voice. Maybe because this was a full claiming. There was no other way to explain him fucking her so ferociously. He’d claimed Artemis once and for all.
