Page 274 of Claimed By the Rival Alpha

“So what?” I maneuvered her so she was straddling me. “You’re my mate, and I’ll fight the next man you do this for. I don’t care if it’s my beta.”

Her laughs turned into little moans as I kissed her neck. We didn’t have much time before the challenge, but I didn’t care. I wanted her, and I wanted her now.

She leaned back across the countertop, her back pressed to the mirror. I spread her legs and kissed up her thighs toward the prize between them… and paused.

“No panties?” I asked, grinning up at her.

She panted as she looked down at me, her eyes the color of dark smoke with the haze of her lust. “I forgot to put them on…”

“Mmhm.” I pushed her skirt further up so I could see her. Her pink slit was wet and glistening. I ran my thumb up and down, getting it slick before I pushed it inside her soft warmth. “Are you sure you weren’t anticipating that something like this would happen?”

“N-no,” she moaned, her hand gripping the top of her mirror.

“Are you absolutely sure?”

She looked at me and flashed a small smile, the tip of her tongue running along her upper lip. My cock throbbed for her—my mate, the seductress.

I stood, leaning over her as I caught her lips with mine, pushing my thumb slowly in and out. Bryn shivered, arching her back to press more of herself against me.

I left her moaning for me and went down again, this time to taste her. I removed my thumb but replaced it with my mouth. The vanity bumped against the wall as I pulled her legs over my shoulders. She shivered, her thighs pressing against the sides of my head, muffling her gasps and groans. My tongue dipped inside her and then out, lapping at her clit. She throbbed against my tongue. Each lick made her twitch and squeeze against me.

I felt the vibrations of her scream through her legs, and she gripped my hair, tugging, urging me to press harder, to lick more. I knew she was close, but I edged her closer. I sucked her clit, and she jerked once. At the same moment, I slipped a finger inside her again. She shuddered, and the vanity rocked againstthe wall again. Bryn was dripping for me, so wet that my tongue could hardly keep up.

When she came, her thighs locked around my head, holding me in place while the orgasm shook through her. I’d only intended to give her a little something to hold her over while I fought, butfuck, she made it impossible for me to be satisfied with just that.

When the muscles in her thighs stopped jerking, I stood and pressed against her. Digging my fingers into her hips, I pulled her to the edge of the vanity. My teeth were against her throat at the spot where I’d claimed her.

“N-Night,” she whimpered.

I growled in response, tearing my pants along the seam so I could be inside her as quickly as possible. My nails sharpened to claws as I gripped her ass and entered her. She cried out, gripping my shoulders.

“Yeeesss,” she breathed, raking her nails across my back.

I fucked her, feeling the rush of her blood under my tongue and lips. I could have drawn blood, and I kind of wanted to. She screamed. Anything that remained on top of the vanity slid to the ground as it beat rhythmically against the wall.

I bit her as I came and smelled her blood and mine in the air, just the way it ought to be. When I finally eased my desperate grip, I gazed down at her and found her sleepily satisfied. She ran her fingers through her hair, showing the teeth marks I’d left on her throat.

My heart pounded, and I yearned to sink into her again, but duty called. I’d never been more ready to head into battle.

Itugged on a new pair of pants, then Bryn and I set out for the training ring. By the time we arrived, the marks from our lovemaking had mostly disappeared.

Once we arrived, we separated so I could be at the ring and she could be with Dom, Glenda, Tavi, and Mom. They would keep her calm and protect her if anything crazy happened. Just in case, I had men appointed at key locations around the ring. I wasn’t sure how the crowd would handle the challenges, and if their favorite fell, there was no guarantee a few of them wouldn’t try something stupid.

Bryn had to be there to announce the new alpha. Had it been up to me, I’d have preferred she not be there at all. She would worry every time I got a scratch or someone landed a punch. I wasn’t planning on letting that happen often, but I knew my mate, and even minor injuries would bother her. Not to mention that she wasn’t one for violence—at all. It wouldn’t be easy for her to watch.

I glanced around me and tried to assess some of the men I’d be competing against. It was obvious who the competitors were because they, like me, were shirtless. I spotted Xavier right away, standing still as a statue, surveying the wolves in attendance like he was already their alpha. I smirked. He was in for a rude awakening.

I tried to find Lance but couldn’t see him in the crowd. “Dom, do you see Lance anywhere?”

It was a couple of moments before Dom responded. “I don’t.”

Of course. It shouldn’t have mattered, but it annoyed me that I didn’t know Lance’s exact location. It seemed that assholecould pop up and dip out without detection, which was beyond aggravating.

“I’m sure he’ll make an appearance soon enough,” Dom said.

I took a few deep breaths and nodded to myself. Dom was right, and it wouldn’t do me any good to get pissed off before the fight even started.

The elders and the council members arrived, and a few other challengers showed up. Lance wasn’t among them. I frowned, meeting Dom’s eyes through the crowd. His face mirrored my surprise. After talking all that shit and acting weird around Bryn, Lance wasn’t even participating? Why not?