Chapter 28: Chapter 28

SLOAN

As Sloan neared the pack house, he knew this heat was different. Throughout his short run home, he got flashes of her growing needs.

It was strange, because the last time she’d projected brief images to him was the night of her attack.

This time, they were mated, and the images coming to him were crystal clear. It was almost painful, running with a pulsing erection.

When he got to the house, he sniffed his surroundings; only Myra’s signature scent hung heavy in the air.

Unable to control his excitement, he howled, letting the pack know that their alpha and omega would be completely indisposed. He heard some other howls echo in the distance, and he smirked. ~Message received.~

He entered the house and went straight to the security booth. He shifted upon entering, and he stood gloriously naked before the computer system.

He typed in his master code and disabled all the internal cameras. No one could override his command.

Once the cameras were disabled, he enabled the door security systems and external cameras. The house was now on lockdown.

~I plan to fuck Myra on every available surface of this house~, he thought, exiting the room with a sense of calm he’d never thought he could possess in such a situation as this.

Her scent was intoxicating and quite overpowering. ~“Where are you, my pretty?”~

“Right here, Mr. Wolf,” her soft voice cooed down at him. He glanced up the staircase, and there stood his tiny angel.

She was completely naked, her honey eyes glowing and a wicked grin spread across her face. He stopped at the base of the stairs, beckoning her down with the curl of his index finger.

His wolf was impatient as they gazed at her sensually descending the stairs. Her breasts jiggled, and her hips swayed with each step she took. Once she was within reach, he grabbed her arms and pulled her toward him.

Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, and he buried his face in the crook of her neck. He deeply inhaled her scent.

“God, you smell delicious,” he growled. “The common room first.”

“Shut up and fuck me,” she commanded, pulling his head away from her neck and kissing him hard. The little moans and purrs she made while kissing him made his erection twitch.

“And so begins our game.” He chuckled against her lips. Thankfully, he’d grown up in this house, and he trusted his legs to carry them safely into the common room.

As they entered the room, he felt one of her hands move from his cheek and squeeze between their bodies.

“Who…gave you…permission…to take…control?” Sloan whispered to her through their kisses.

“Sloan, I’m on fire,” she complained. “Please, put it out.”

“I do love it when you beg.” Sloan chuckled, placing her to sit on top of the marble bar top.

“FUCK! That’s cold.” She gasped in shock, trying to climb back into his arms.

“It’ll get warm soon.” He smiled, lifting her chin, and kissed her again. It started slow, just a gentle caress of their lips over each other.

But with the slightest tilt of her head, his tongue slipped into her mouth, and the kiss changed. ~Mmm. French vanilla coffee.~

Her hands slid up his chest and went around his neck. The little minx yanked him closer, deepening the kiss.

“Sloan,” she whispered as they broke apart to gaze lustfully into each other’s eyes. Sloan grinned internally, loving this side of her.

The last time Myra had tried to take charge was in his office, and that was a fun afternoon. “Usually I would appreciate your gentler side, but not today.”

He arched an eyebrow, enjoying the frustrated look on her face while ignoring his wolf snarling at his inaction. The fucking beast wanted to maul Myra where she sat. He reached between them and touched her slippery wet pussy.

“Jesus, you’re soaking.” Sloan watched her tease her lower lip between her teeth as she rubbed herself against his exploring fingers.

“Fuck it,” he snapped, grabbing his impossibly hard member and rubbing it along her slit before he slammed home. They both groaned out loud, shuddering from being joined together.

Sloan had to brace his legs to keep himself upright while allowing Myra a moment to adjust to his invasion.

Her arms moved off his shoulders and roughly grabbed hold of his buttocks. She clawed at his rock-hard glutes in an attempt to urge him on. He hissed as her nails dug into his skin and his hunger for her intensified.

“Hold on tight, angel. This first round is going to be fast,” Sloan said through clenched teeth, and he started to move his hips, sliding deep into her welcoming body.

He watched her head fall back in bliss. A loud moan echoed throughout the still room. Sloan peppered her exposed neck with kisses, enjoying the look of pure pleasure that washed over her face.

Her core clenched around him, holding him deep inside her, which made him growl.

“Christ!” he roared.

She opened her eyes, and they were still glowing with arousal.

~They don’t usually glow this long.~

“Sloan, harder!” she demanded.

~Who the fuck am I to deny her?~ he thought, placing his hands on either side of her hips and increasing his thrusts into her tight body.

Her breasts jiggled with each joining of their bodies, and a fine sheen of sweat glistened on her body, giving her an ethereal glow.

“More!” she begged.

Sloan looked down where they were joined, and it was a heavenly sight. Seeing his wet cock plowing into her body fueled his arousal.

Myra took matters into her own hands by playing with her clit, which caused her to cream some more onto his hard member.

Suddenly he felt a slight discomfort at the base of his cock, and he immediately slowed his movements. ~What the fuck?~

“What’s wrong?” she panted, grinding against him, but her fingers slowed their movement on her clit. However, Sloan was more focused on the knot slowly developing at the base of his cock.

“Myra… Ah, fuck!” He groaned as she once again clenched him. He moved his eyes from his buried member to her eyes. Myra was gazing down at where they were joined, licking her lips.

“Do it,” she whispered, meeting his eyes.

“Angel, are you sure?” he questioned, soaking in her sweet, angelic face.

“Give me your pup,” she begged, gliding her hands up his and around his neck.

His wolf rejoiced at her consent, and their lips met, mating with each other. She wiggled as he worked the orange-sized knot into her willing body.

Myra whimpered against his lips as she struggled to adjust to his knot. She gasped in his ear as it popped into her, locking them together.

“Oh my God!” she said breathlessly.

“Shit…that…this…fucking hell!” Sloan felt like an idiot because he couldn’t formulate a cohesive sentence. He’d thought sex with Myra before was mind-blowing, but being locked in a breeding pose was out of this world.

He couldn’t pump his hips, since there wasn’t any room for him to thrust his member, but her core was massaging his length and the knot, stimulating his release.

“Sloan…,” she whimpered lustfully.

“Just like that, baby. Your body knows what it’s doing,” he encouraged.

She bit her lip and rotated her hips, and he felt her pulsing around him. This was the most erotic encounter of his life. Their lovemaking had been taken to a new high, and Sloan wished to extend their experience.

He moved one of his hands off the marble surface, which he hadn’t realized he was clawing at. He dusted off his hand on his leg before he batted her hand away from her clit, and he took over playing with it instead.

“I’m almost there,” she gasped.

“I can feel it, baby.”

The sensation of his release was different this time. Instead of feeling the tingling rush from his balls, Myra’s vaginal walls were working his cum out of him.

Even though he couldn’t pump his hips wildly, he gave her short jabs to encourage their impending releases.

He grunted and groaned as his seed unexpectedly shot out of him, deep inside her. Like clockwork, his release triggered hers.

“Fuck! Fuck, fuck…FUCK!”

Her legs slipped off his hips as she slumped heavily onto the bar top. She was gasping wildly for air.

Sloan’s legs felt like Jell-O, barely keeping him upright while Myra’s core kept milking him.

“I figured this heat would be different,” she finally said once her breathing settled to a normal pace.

“Same here.” He chuckled, gazing down at the satisfied look on her face. He glanced to either side of her, and his claws dug into the marble, destroying it.

He then let his gaze travel down her body to settle on her flat stomach. ~I can’t wait~, he thought, resting a protective hand on her tummy.

“This isn’t how I wanted to breed you,” he mumbled, and her small hand closed around his.

“My eyes are up here,” she joked.

It was a physical task to shift his eyes from her tummy to her smiling face.

“How did you want to breed me, by the way?”

“Preferably hours after giving you my last name.”

His words caused her entire body to be still. She then sat up so quickly that it was both painful and sexual at the same time. Sloan knew she’d forgotten that they were still intimately joined.

“Are you serious?”

“I am. And while I’m confessing, I’ve been thinking about proposing for a while now.” He smiled and brushed a curl off her forehead. “But I wanted us to be mated for some time before doing so.”

“But my unexpected heat threw a monkey wrench into your plans?”

“I’m beginning to accept that nothing about our relationship is conventional, and I love that it’s different.”

“Me too.” She smiled. “So, now that you’ve bred me, what do you have to say for yourself?” She cupped his cheek before wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Oh baby, there’s so much I want to say. But I’m not going to ask for your hand in marriage with my cock still buried deep inside you.”

“Proposal during heated sex. That would be an epic story.”

“And one I refuse to let you tell anyone. Just imagine this innocent little pup asking you how Daddy asked you to marry him, huh? What are you going to say?”

“Daddy?” She beamed at him, biting down on her lower lip. The more they said the word, the more he loved the idea of her swollen with his pup.

“I know it’s too soon, but at the end of this heat, you’ll be pregnant.”

“And apparently engaged.” She stuck out her tongue and unconsciously licked the tip of his nose, causing his cock to twitch inside her.

“Not apparently. It’s definitely,” Sloan growled as her eyes started to glow again. “Ready for round two?”