feeling. He’d never been so out of control. His wolf wanted what was his, the rare gift she was. There was a soul-rending need to learn her, make her his, and give her anything and everything for what she would give him.
She was more than he ever imagined, in every fucking way. Each new discovery took him that much deeper. Even the ability to keep her clothes through the transformation instead of leaving them a shredded mess at her feet was impressive. That was not the easiest for any of them when emotions ran high, and her flushed skin and the scent of her wet pussy showed just how jacked up she was.
He didn’t trust her yet, wouldn’t until he learned what she was hiding, and whether a legion of Lykos was about to descend and try to take back their sisters. He had no doubt her secrets were protecting her family, and he appreciated that. She didn’t know him yet, but he was getting off on learning her. He only hoped his dick didn’t snap off before it was over. He saw eminent torture and a lot of jerking off in his future, and he grinned at how well his young mate had tangled both he and his damned beast in knots.
He didn’t think she had a clue the power she wielded with him. Fuck. He wasn’t even sure she knew how strong her abilities were in comparison to other Lykos. When she’d hit him with it in the house, it had made an impact. Nothing he hadn’t been able to counter, but it didn’t match other Lykos, hers was stronger. The mental ability had been a bigger surprise, one that had implications he didn’t think even she understood.
He looked over at her. So beautiful and so much fucking grace in her small frame. He was fighting his own animal as he tracked and paced with her. He allowed her to choose the path, curious and watchful. He doubted she’d attempt to lead him into some kind of trap. At least not while his brothers held her sisters.
He was holding on by a thread as his wolf ran beside her. Only a hint of sound surrounded them. Animals hid as they ran through the foliage. Rain fell from the leaves onto dark fur. She was fast, might closely equal him in speed, which was another indication of her parentage.
She turned away from the trail to the overlook he’d been visiting every night. It was interesting that she was taking him away from the trail she’d used before. She held her secrets, and he was looking forward to discovering them. He only wished he could do it with his hands and mouth instead of his power and voice, but he was sure his little she-wolf would hold him back until she couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t wait until her control finally snapped. His controlled female was primed to snap. She’d been so contained while taking her pleasure. He’d seen her beast fighting for more; his beautiful she-wolf’s animal rode close to the surface. One day she’d break free, he knew instinctively that her wolf had claws, and he couldn’t fucking wait to feel them in his skin.
Do you have a path in mind, princess? he asked her. He grinned inside at the small misstep she made when hearing him in her mind again. They were already miles from the town and running toward Cynthia’s demolished home, and he didn’t want her getting too close. He and his brothers had cleared the last few land mines the human emergency crews missed as they doused the flames from the explosion. That didn’t seem to matter to his wolf. Even with the danger past, he didn’t like it. The last time he’d been there was to set up the cameras that monitored the area, just in case the Mageia came back. He doubted that would happen, but hadn’t wanted to leave anything to chance.
No, I haven’t been in this direction, she replied to him mentally, finding the link he’d used to connect with her, but probably still unsettled that it was there.
He scented something in the air, and his beast didn’t like it. Stop. He infused his voice with enough command to halt her wolf. They were moving at Immortal speeds
She was more than he ever imagined, in every fucking way. Each new discovery took him that much deeper. Even the ability to keep her clothes through the transformation instead of leaving them a shredded mess at her feet was impressive. That was not the easiest for any of them when emotions ran high, and her flushed skin and the scent of her wet pussy showed just how jacked up she was.
He didn’t trust her yet, wouldn’t until he learned what she was hiding, and whether a legion of Lykos was about to descend and try to take back their sisters. He had no doubt her secrets were protecting her family, and he appreciated that. She didn’t know him yet, but he was getting off on learning her. He only hoped his dick didn’t snap off before it was over. He saw eminent torture and a lot of jerking off in his future, and he grinned at how well his young mate had tangled both he and his damned beast in knots.
He didn’t think she had a clue the power she wielded with him. Fuck. He wasn’t even sure she knew how strong her abilities were in comparison to other Lykos. When she’d hit him with it in the house, it had made an impact. Nothing he hadn’t been able to counter, but it didn’t match other Lykos, hers was stronger. The mental ability had been a bigger surprise, one that had implications he didn’t think even she understood.
He looked over at her. So beautiful and so much fucking grace in her small frame. He was fighting his own animal as he tracked and paced with her. He allowed her to choose the path, curious and watchful. He doubted she’d attempt to lead him into some kind of trap. At least not while his brothers held her sisters.
He was holding on by a thread as his wolf ran beside her. Only a hint of sound surrounded them. Animals hid as they ran through the foliage. Rain fell from the leaves onto dark fur. She was fast, might closely equal him in speed, which was another indication of her parentage.
She turned away from the trail to the overlook he’d been visiting every night. It was interesting that she was taking him away from the trail she’d used before. She held her secrets, and he was looking forward to discovering them. He only wished he could do it with his hands and mouth instead of his power and voice, but he was sure his little she-wolf would hold him back until she couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t wait until her control finally snapped. His controlled female was primed to snap. She’d been so contained while taking her pleasure. He’d seen her beast fighting for more; his beautiful she-wolf’s animal rode close to the surface. One day she’d break free, he knew instinctively that her wolf had claws, and he couldn’t fucking wait to feel them in his skin.
Do you have a path in mind, princess? he asked her. He grinned inside at the small misstep she made when hearing him in her mind again. They were already miles from the town and running toward Cynthia’s demolished home, and he didn’t want her getting too close. He and his brothers had cleared the last few land mines the human emergency crews missed as they doused the flames from the explosion. That didn’t seem to matter to his wolf. Even with the danger past, he didn’t like it. The last time he’d been there was to set up the cameras that monitored the area, just in case the Mageia came back. He doubted that would happen, but hadn’t wanted to leave anything to chance.
No, I haven’t been in this direction, she replied to him mentally, finding the link he’d used to connect with her, but probably still unsettled that it was there.
He scented something in the air, and his beast didn’t like it. Stop. He infused his voice with enough command to halt her wolf. They were moving at Immortal speeds
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