Page 34 of Shifted Existence

Talon nodded. “With the arrowheads dipped in the explosive…”

“Exactly.”

“You have a keen mind, mate. But I should warn you, even when our she-wolves fought alongside us, male wolves still dominated, and our mates were disciplined when they stepped out of line.”

“I don’t like it, but if the ferals are truly allowed to choose whether to come or not, and have at least some say in who they’re mated to, I think it will work.”

“I cannot promise that. I can agree that those who come to us will be given a choice, but if I find she is being difficult for difficulty’s sake, not only will I choose a mate for her, I will see to her discipline, as well.”

“Wait a minute. I’m not sure I like that idea.”

“The discipline of unmated she-wolves has always fallen to the alpha and beta of the pack. There is no sexual component in those punishments. None. The only she-wolf who will be breached by my cock to atone for her misbehavior is the one who sits opposite me.”

“I don’t like being spanked.”

“When I do it to punish you, you aren’t supposed to.”

Talon stood and she almost gasped at the sight. True she had seen him naked before. She had seen him when he was fully aroused, but this was the first time her want matched his own and it wasn’t just a physical reaction. Somewhere during the time she had drifted between dark and light, life and death, she had lost her willingness to hate him.

He leaned down and took the tray away from her, placing it on the table beside the tub. “Your hunger will have to wait. Mine is far greater.”

CHAPTER19

He lifted her out of the tub and carried her back to the bed. For the first time since he had claimed her, he carried her cradled close to his chest as opposed to folded over his shoulder. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I like this better,” she purred.

“Then see that you behave like my cherished mate and not my disobedient one.”

He laid her down on the edge of the bed and knelt between her thighs, placing each leg over one of his shoulders so that his head was between them.

“I don’t really like having oral done on me,” she said, trying to squirm away.

“That’s too bad. I plan to make a meal of your pussy on a regular basis, and before you tell me you don’t like having your bottom hole used for my pleasure, that, too, will be mine in time.”

The hungry gaze he had riveted on her exposed pussy made her shiver. He bent his head to draw his tongue along her swollen labia and Bailey wondered why she had ever thought she didn’t like having a man use his mouth and tongue on her. As he used his tongue to swirl around her clit, Bailey arched her back and cried out, the climax racing through her body leaving her boneless in its wake. He let her catch her breath before he latched onto her sex and began to massage and suckle, licking between the opening to her core and her clit, but never truly engaging either.

Arousal surged along the same synapses that had just recently exploded with her first orgasm as a she-wolf. She wondered if the transition had increased her libido or intensified all of her senses. She ran her fingers through his dark hair, tugging him forward and feeling him chuckle as he buried his head between her legs. His tongue teased her tight little bud, backing off just before she could climax again.

He began lapping at her sex, flicking just inside her pussy and driving her mad before nipping her clit—focusing his attentions back and forth between the two. Trying to cool her overheated response, Bailey’s legs began to shake as her belly tightened, and she came calling his name.

“There is no sweeter sound than that of your fated mate calling your name in ecstasy.”

Never taking his eyes from her, Talon rose above her before covering her body, pressing her into the bed. His cock seemed to have some kind of guidance system to her pussy and the large head of his staff parted the petals of her sex and he pressed in. Bailey had yet to figure out how Talon could make her come just by mounting her. There was something sensual and primal in the way he did it so that she felt every inch of his length as he entered her. It didn’t matter if it was hard and fast or long and slow. By the time he was seated in her she was crying out his name and wanting more.

He began to take short, slow, mesmerizing, teasing, torturing strokes and she clawed at his back. Each time he drew back further, which allowed him to push back in, stretching her pussy and making her feel even fuller than before. Her inner walls trembled along his length as he continued to surge in and out until he was leaving only the tip of his cock still inside her before tunneling back into her depths.

Talon was driving her mad. She writhed beneath him, spiraling into ecstasy again and again as he pounded into her, forcing each climax to come on the heels of another and leaving her little time to breathe. She lost the sense of herself as she felt her spirit join with his. He began to hammer her pussy as she reveled in the intensity of the passion she felt with him. The way he possessed her, dominated her, and claimed her each time he made love to her was more devastating and yet more comforting than anything she had ever known.

“Come for me, Bailey,” he commanded.

Bailey screamed his name, not caring if the whole village heard her as she arched her back and molded her body to his. The enormity of her orgasm completely shattered her world before putting it back together in a brand-new way. Talon growled as he drove into her a final time, holding himself hard against her as he began to empty his seed deep inside her.

“Were you not freshly out of transition, my mate, I would have knotted and tied you to me.”

He kissed her deeply before she could reply. When he lifted his head, she smiled and nuzzled him. “What’s the waiting period on that?”

Talon chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her before rolling to his back, keeping her locked to his body in a poor imitation of a tie. Nevertheless, the new position sparked open new sensory pathways and she smiled, rubbing her cheek against his chest.

“You do know Melea is likely to break something over my head…”

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