Page 212 of Claimed By the Rival Alpha

My hands slipped over her hips as I covered the back of her neck with hungry kisses.

The water was made even sweeter because it was warmed by her skin.

She moaned and turned in my arms. Her hard nipples brushed across my chest as she stood on the tips of her toes and wrapped her arms around my neck.

She pressed her soft lips to mine and hopped up, wrapping her legs around my waist. I gripped her thighs and pressed her back to the wall, eager to continue where we’d left off.

Our tongues explored each other’s mouths, not warring for dominance but just to taste each other as deeply as possible.

The extra slippage the water provided only made it more interesting to hold her while guiding my cock inside her. I felt her smile against my lips at the first failed attempts, and I smiled, too. She broke the kiss, giggling.

“Here, let me help…” She guided my cock to where we wanted it to go.

“That’s it,” I whispered, sliding inside. “My good girl.”

She licked her lips as I started to move. She nuzzled across my cheek until her lips touched my ear. “I love the way you spread me open, Night,” she whispered.

“Fuck…” I shuddered, one of my hands sliding up to get a handful of her perfect ass. “Bryn, you make me wild.”

“I know,” she breathed out between thrusts. “I love when you…lose control.”

I moaned, her words curling around my ear.

I pressed her harder to the wall, upping my pace.

She cried out, her nails digging into my shoulders.

I lived for that sting, for the ringing in my ears from her screams. I became obsessed with the idea of leaving her scorched.

I wanted her to feel me everywhere until I was spilling out of her, until she forgot everything else but me and her in the throes of passion.

“I-I’m already—” Pleasure overtook her. I felt her muscles contract and her toes curl at my back. But I was far from done with her.

Without warning, I moved us toward the bed.

We collapsed on the mattress, my cock still seated inside her.

I fucked her in time with the beat set by our hearts.

She bit the claiming mark she’d made on my shoulder, flooding me with crackling ecstasy.

Her nails raked down my back, spurring me on.

I clutched her to my chest, growling as I let myself go.

I pumped inside her until everything in me was spent, until she was the one spilling over me, and the walls echoed with the sounds of our passion.

Exhaustion hit us immediately after. I let Bryn go and spread my arms out. She moved so her head rested on my bicep and her chest was pressed to mine. We were breathing hard, and it was impossible to tell where our sweat began and the spring water ended.

“Hey, Night?”

I wrapped my arm around her and rested my hand on her hip, drawing slow, lazy circles on her skin. “Yes, beautiful?”

She slid her hand over my chest and smiled. “I said I wanted to tell you something before Jasper and Frankie showed up, remember?”

“Oh, right. You said that, but then you said a lot of other things, too…” I grinned. “What did you want to tell me?”

“Listen carefully, my love: Dr. Stan was wrong about me.”

I turned my head to look at her. My eyes roved over her delicate features, her peach-pink lips. I was exhausted, but I wanted her again. “Yeah? About what?”

“Night, look at me.”

My eyes returned to hers. I gazed into sapphire pools that pulled me in deeper and deeper. Or maybe her face was moving closer to mine. It hardly mattered, because our lips were just millimeters from each other. That was why I felt more than heard her whisper the next two words.

“I’m pregnant.”

I paused before kissing her. I blamed the slow response on the sleepy haze after such an intense orgasm. But when the words finally reached me, sliding into place in my brain like puzzle pieces, I sat up.

“Don’t mess with me, Bryn,” I warned even as joy hummed through my blood. “Are you serious?”

She beamed back at me. “If I’m lying, the spirits will strike me dead right now. I’m serious, Night! I haven’t taken a test yet, but if you want proof, I can—”

I threw myself on top of her, blanketing her face with kisses while she laughed and cried and held me close.

“You’re amazing,” I told her. “You’re constantly surprising me. I’m the luckiest man in the world.”

“You’re amazing, too.” She sniffled. “But it’s not luck. If I were with anyone else, I know that something like this wouldn’t be possible.” She took my face in my hands and looked into my eyes. “We’re soulmates. We were always meant to be.”

The truth of that bloomed between our chests.

In Bryn, I’d found completion, happiness, and family.

If I could speak to the scared pup I used to be, I would tell him not to worry so much about the future.

I’d let him know that thanks to Bryn, we could live the rest of our lives in bliss.

No matter how hard it got from this point, we’d always have her by our side.

Happiness was no longer a luxury that was never within reach. It was my reality.

Our reality.