Page 284 of Claimed By the Rival Alpha
When the song ended, Bryn came to find me. She kept her expression upbeat and friendly. If I didn’t know her so well, I wouldn’t have noticed how her cheeks had paled.
“What did he say to you?” I asked as I pulled her into my embrace.
“Nothing terrible, but he really burst my bubble,” she said. “He said it would take more than a pretty dress and dropping formalities to merge two packs. He told me that we have enemies everywhere.”
The muscles in my jaw twitched. I tried to find Lance in the crowd, but he was nowhere. Of course. As I looked for him, Iwondered if Lance was one of the enemies he’d warned Bryn about.
105
BRYN
Iwoke from a fuzzy, restful sleep to Night kissing my throat, his teeth scraping gently over my skin. Moaning, I pushed back against his chest for more kisses, and he obliged, moving his mouth down until his tongue touched the claiming mark at my shoulder.
I rubbed my ass back and forth over his hardness, and his lustful growl vibrated against my skin. He snaked an arm around me to squeeze my breasts, my hips, my thighs. As his teeth dimpled the skin on my shoulder, I pressed more firmly against him.
“Night, please,” I whimpered, trembling.
“Mmm,” he replied as he slipped a hand between my thighs to lift my leg just enough for him to slip his cock between them. His chest was hot against my back, and I loved the feel of his muscles tensing and relaxing with every movement.
“Yes,” I moaned. His length was flush with my pussy. I was already so wet for him that when I closed my thighs around him, that spot was more than slick enough for him to thrust in. Mymuscles tightened around his girth, and the increased friction made him press his forehead to the nape of my neck, groaning.
“Bryn,” he whispered, pressing kisses to the back of my neck.
“Night, give me more,” I begged.
“More?” I felt him smile against my skin. “This isn’t enough?”
“I-I…no, it’ssogood…I just?—”
One of his hands went to my breast, teasing my nipple between his fingers. “Just what?”
I bit my lip. It was impossible for me to respond properly to his questions, and heknewthat. Night kept the wonderful pace consistent, which only further scrambled my thoughts. Teasing me was mean…but I couldn’t even be mad at him. I was riding a wave of pleasure, ever-increasing in intensity, and it felt like I might never reach its peak. But as much as the torture made me gasp and plead, it was also very, very sweet. It was the kind of push and pull that I’d dreamed about long ago, before Night and I ever met. It was what I touched myself to when he wasn’t in bed with me.
The wave that had built and built inside me crashed down. I came hard, liquid pooling between my thighs and drenching his cock. His breath rasped against my ear as sticky, hot wetness coated his length. He gripped my thigh again, angling his body to thrust deeper inside me.
“Night!” I gasped.
He licked my claiming mark, then bit me again, the initial pain replaced with overwhelming pleasure as he filled me completely. Limp and trembling from my previous orgasm, all I could was cry out as he thrust into me. The sounds of skin smackingagainst skin, of breathless moans and hungry groans flooded into the room. He lapped at my hot blood, each stroke of his tongue inundating me with stinging, electric pleasure.
He raised my leg higher and increased his pace. I curled my fingers into the sheets as his cock hit that coveted spot deep inside me. It was enough to drive me wild, enough to turn my moans into growls. My teeth lengthened as I dug my sharp nails into the sheets. I howled as another orgasm tore through me.
Night came seconds later, grunting against my skin as he emptied himself into me. The force of it had him shaking against my back. He slowly lowered my leg, then held me as tightly as he could. He was breathing hard, and I felt the thunderous pounding of his heartbeat at my back.
“Good girl,” he panted. “Good girl.”
I gave a breathless giggle and wiggled against him. We basked in the afterglow of our lovemaking. I wanted to close my eyes and return to warm, fuzzy unconsciousness, but we couldn’t spend the entire day in bed. We had things we needed to do.
Though I didn’t want to leave the warm circle of his arms, I got up. Night had already dozed off, but he stirred when I bent to kiss him. I thought about waking him up fully, but after the gift he’d given me that morning, I decided to let him sleep while I showered.
My shoulder, still stinging sweetly under the hot water, was already healing again. I’d need to pay him back for that later and renew my own claiming mark.
When I finished washing, I left the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. As I returned to our bedroom, I was surprisedto find Night sitting at the foot of the bed, running his hand through his thick hair.
As I walked to him, he looked at me with a very satisfied grin on his face. “Hey, beautiful,” he said. “Have you seen yourself lately?”
“What do you mean?”
He got up, still naked, and took my hand. He pulled me in front of the tall mirror. It was new, something I’d bought at the marketplace a few days ago. I’d hardly looked into it except to give myself a cursory once-over.
