Page 58 of The Dark War

“We are fighting, baby. As much shit as Cyrene talks in cryptic sorceress shit, I think she knows we have a chance. Otherwise, we would all leave this realm and close the portal.” Clara hummed, thinking over my words.

“We are gonna make it.” I squeezed her. “We may lose some, but that doesn’t mean we give up before we start.” Clara took a deep breath, my fingers tipping her chin upward to see my face. “I’ll never let anything happen to you, our daughter, our pack. I swear this to you.”

“You can’t leave me, ever,” Clara pleaded. “You can’t leave. You can’t die,” she prayed.

“I will fucking fight the Grim Reapers myself. I will never join the white light of the afterlife until I know you are with me. I’ll fucking haunt you.” I chuckled. “Maybe do some crazy ghost fucking or something.” She laughed, leaning back into me.

“You and your sexcapades, I swear.” Her smile brightened, the light returning to her meadow-colored eyes.

“I’d never let you go, even in death, baby.” My head lowered, capturing her lips. At first, it was slow and steady. Her tiny breaths turned heavy as I deepened the kiss. My tongue slithered into her mouth, reaching around hers, sucking and pulling her lips. She would only let it go if she didn’t think.

Moaning, her fingers trailed up my chest, pulling on my nipple rings. “Shit.” I growled into her mouth. Tearing her nightgown over her head, making sure not to rip her favorite clothing, I stared down hungrily at her nipples. They were so pink, her areolas slightly larger from breastfeeding our child.

“Gods, you’re beautiful.” I licked my lips until I latched onto one. Falling back into the sheets, one hand fisted on her breast while my mouth tasted my mate. Her body shook underneath me, and her legs shook.

“Please, Kane!” Her fingers trailed up into my hair, and I groaned, latching onto her other tit. One hand traveled lower to her mound. She was completely shaven, and her clit was already throbbing as I inserted one finger.

Make her forget her worries.

“You are so wet,” I hissed, feeling her pussy react to me. She was always so wet, always ready for me to take her. I wanted to take things slow, worship her, and let her know she was worth everything to me. The days had been long, too long, not being able to love her like a true mate should.

Inserting another, my body lowered, my tongue circling her clit as I finger fucked her. “How’s it feel?” I growled into her pussy. Her body shook. Taking one of my hands, I steadied her hips. Her damn body was going to fly off the bed.

“Alpha,” she cried out, her hands pushing my face closer.

Fuck yes, I was her alpha.

“More,” she cried, her hips moving at the rhythm of my tongue. I would give her everything. I wouldn’t play with her today. I wanted her to forget, feel her orgasm, and fall asleep in my arms right where she needed to be.

Licking three more times on her clit, she fell apart, her head threw back, and her breasts reached for the cool air. Saying my name repeatedly, her body shook in the tremors of her pleasure.

“I want you to forget everything,” I ordered her. She shivered, feeling my alpha command. She could ignore it, but she loved to obey it in bed. “We work together, do you understand?” The tip of my cock lined with her pussy, and she licked her lips, watching my cock disappear into her body.

“You are worth it, Clara.” I pushed inside her. “You are strong.” I pulled out, watching her squirm. Slowly, with each thrust, I made her feel the ridges of my cock. “A beautiful queen,” I grumbled in her ear. “A wonderful leader.” I pushed deeper inside her. Putting one leg over my shoulder, I tilted my pelvis so I hit her g-spot.

“We do this together.” I gritted my teeth, trying not to come too quickly. “No more bad thoughts of not being enough.” I growled. My mate’s eyes met me. I growled again until I slapped her thigh. Pulling back out, I hovered over her pussy.

“Alpha.” She reached for me, but I kept the tip of my cock at her entrance. “Do you understand?” She nodded. I pushed back into her forcefully, causing her to cry out. “No more putting yourself down.” I moved into her faster.

“I don’t want to hear any negative thoughts about yourself.” My hips frantically pushed into her, one rough finger rubbing her clit. “Ah!” She moved her hips, meeting my thrusts. My cock ached, and my balls felt heavy as I drew closer.

“You are too damn perfect.” Watching her breasts bounce, I released, and she followed suit as I pinched her clit. “Fuck yes, baby, that’s it.” Her silent scream of pleasure had me grinning. Her come coated my cock thoroughly as I laid on top of her with my forearms on either side of her body.

Kissing her neck, her arms went around me, fingers threading through my hair. “I’m serious. No more thoughts of inadequacy, you hear me?” I snarled. She shifted, moving her pussy around my cock again.Fuck, I could go again.

“Promise me,” I barked. “I’ll know. Giana will tell me.” It was her damn mother that did this to her, ever since those damn lessons started.

“I promise, Alpha.” Her eyes softened, cupping my face. “I’ll try my best.”

“You better, or I’ll slap your ass.” She giggled. It felt so damn good to hear her laugh. My nose traced her neck, kissing her up and down until I reached her mark.

“I’m scared,” she muttered.

“We all are, baby, even me. But like hell, we won’t give up.” She shook her head.

“No, we won’t.”

Chapter Thirty-two

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