Page 164 of Ensnared by the Pack: The Complete Series (Destined Realms #3)

CYRUS

Nova, I mentally called, grateful that I’d spent all that time working to extend how far my telepathy reached.

Busy, she snapped back.

Audrey, I snarled, skidding around a corner and nearly barreling into two of the pack’s watchmen.

She’s with Molly.

“Not you?” my wolf wanted to roar, but I managed to hold him back, leap over the other wolves, and continue running. If Audrey was in serious condition, Nova would have been with her. Since she wasn’t, it meant she felt Audrey’s condition was good enough that she could delegate.

Except that thought didn’t calm my wolf. Our mate was in the hospital and Knox was freaking out. Something had happened to her.

Molly, I said, feeling her mentally jump with surprise. Audrey.

I ducked down a side street purposely avoiding Nova’s field hospital, my paws pounding on the smoothed-stone road. If Knox said he couldn’t go inside that meant Audrey was at the building, not in Sisters Square.

I leaped up five stairs in one bound and rounded another corner, running onto a wider street, the large two-story hospital straight ahead.

Straining my body, I picked up my pace, racing toward the emergency room doors only to find it packed with people.

Fuck.

Alpha, Molly replied. She said she’s a slow healer.

My heart lurched. Did Molly not believe her? Was necessary medical attention being withheld from my mate.

What haven’t you done? I snarled as I reached a side door, shifted, and yanked it open. My alpha power snapped off me, and I knew I’d just hit everyone in the hospital with my lack of control.

Nothing, Molly squeaked. I mean, everything? I’m treating her like a human. She said it was how I was supposed to.

Where is she?

In the staff locker room cleaning up so I can finish, Molly replied and I could feel her submitting her will to me even through our telepathic link.

Cleaning up? Did that mean she wasn’t hurt that badly? Or was she being stubborn and Molly didn’t want to argue with the mate of two of the pack’s alphas?

I hadn’t spent a lot of time with Molly, but she’d struck me as a quiet and sensitive nurse. There was no way she’d have stood up against Audrey if my mate had made up her mind about something. Even if Audrey hadn’t released her massive alpha power, all she needed was the idea that children were in danger and no one would be able to stop her.

Well, no one except me… maybe.

I raced down the halls toward the locker room, not caring that I was completely naked, and managed to avoid the busier parts of the hospital so I wouldn’t be stopped by anyone. The need to get to her and ensure she was okay, that she’d received the right medical care and wasn’t going to turn around and do something stupid, overwhelmed all other thoughts.

I barged into the staff locker room, not caring who might be inside. The room, with three rows of lockers and benches, was empty, everyone dealing with the grimalkin emergency. But I could hear a shower running in the shower room and smell Audrey, along with the coppery tang of blood.

Mine, my wolf growled inside me.

He was tired of waiting, tired of having gotten a taste of her twice but denied more. He didn’t want to wait until Audrey had shown the rest of the pack what we already knew: that she was our mate and more than strong enough to help lead the pack.

He also didn’t think we needed to be careful because someone had tried to kill her and that someone could be a member of our pack.

If we claimed her now, it wouldn’t draw unwanted attention. It would protect her. Everyone would know not to fuck with what was ours. Claiming her wouldn’t paint a bigger target on her back like our human half feared, and so what if someone challenged us to be alpha? We’d force them to submit. We’d force anyone who opposed us because Audrey was mine.

We stormed into the shower room — a single white and blue tiled room with six showerheads — to see our prize partially standing in a stream of water, her eyes shut and her expression tight with worry.

Scratches and bruises covered her perfect body, and two neat rows of stitches curled up her right calf along with another row across her right ribs. Pink water swirled around her feet before running into the drain, and she was going to need to bandage up the wounds that still wept but weren’t deemed deep enough for stitches once she’d dried off.

Still, she was the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen, her features sculpted by a master: delicate cheekbones, small nose, and eyes that could— no had captured my soul. Her torso and waist were still too thin from the journey north and her near-deadly heat, but her small breasts and hips were perfect. Hips that would bear me and my brothers the most beautiful babies.

My cock hardened, standing at attention and pointing to my mate.

Mine. Always mine, my soul breathed, and I strode toward her.

“Cyrus,” she gasped, curling in on herself, one hand dropping to cover her mound, the other over her pert breasts.

“Don’t you dare,” my wolf snarled as he seized her wrists, jerked her hands up, and backed her against the tiled wall. “Don’t you dare hide from me.”

My wolf didn’t wait for a response and smashed my lips against hers. She froze, her body tensing as my human half screamed and struggled against my wolf’s control. He wanted her submission, wanted to dominate and control her. He wanted to fuck her until she saw stars and screamed with pleasure.

With a growl, he transferred her wrists to one hand, easily holding them, and tugged, stretching her until she was on her toes. Then he grabbed a handful of her wet hair and jerked her head back.

The move drew a throaty gasp and her arousal flooded around me.

So, she liked it a little rough, liked to be dominated. Good.

Of course, that also didn’t surprise me. Given how Knox reacted to her, he was probably unhinged when they had sex, and she hadn’t run screaming from him yet.

“You like that?” my wolf growled, breaking our kiss and capturing her gaze with mine.

“Cyrus,” she gasped again, her pupils fully blown with desire.

My name on her lips, that look in her eyes, and the scent of her arousal threw my wolf into a frenzy.

We smashed our mouth back to hers, yanked her hair, and shoved our tongue into her mouth when she groaned with pleasure. Our other hand raked up and down her body, roughly kneading one breast then the other before pinching and plucking her nipples.

She moaned and panted, kissing me back with a fever that matched my own even while she struggled to break free.

“Cyrus, I want— I want to touch you,” she begged.

“No,” I snapped and ground my leaking cock against her stomach. “ I’m in control. Ask again and I’ll find a better use for your mouth.”

She sucked in a breath. I didn’t know if it was to speak or not, but my wolf snapped our power around her and dropped her to her knees.

I slapped my cock against her lips and more arousal thickened the air as her power flickered against mine, teasing and not resisting.

“Open,” I commanded.

She obeyed, and I shoved my cock into her, hitting the back of her throat and making her gag. But even then, she didn’t fight me, moaning in pleasure instead. She fully submitted, letting me hold her wrists above her in an iron grip and fisting her hair to jerk her head back farther.

My wolf fucked her mouth with hard, fast strokes, and there wasn’t anything I could do to slow him down or soften his thrusts. He needed to brand himself on her body, mind, and soul. He didn’t care that she hadn’t claimed him with an unprepared mating bond like she had with Knox and Bishop. He was going to do the claiming this time because… She. Was. Mine.

Tears rolled down her cheeks and saliva oozed down her chin, but the scent of her arousal kept thickening, turning the mist from the hot shower still running beside us into a heady, enveloping cloud.

She moaned around me, her eyes rolled back in pleasure. I couldn’t get enough of her, of her scent, her desire, and I sure as hell couldn’t get enough of the feel of her tongue stroking the underside of my cock and the pressure from her swallowing around me while she tried to suck me down.

Hot tingles spread up from the base of my spine and I knew I was on the verge of coming.

With a snarl, I wrenched Audrey up, spun her around, and bent her forward. I seized her hips and plunged my cock into her dripping pussy, the same one she’d flaunted when she’d crawled across the uneven ground beside the healing pool so she could fuck my brother.

She released a throaty moan that went straight to my balls, making them tighten, her breathing ragged pants of need.

Sisters! I’d spent every night since that night in the pool dreaming of fucking her like this and nothing I imagined came close to how it actually felt.

I pulled her down to her hands and knees, pressed her forehead against the wet tiles, and sat back, savoring my mate in full submission with my cock buried inside her.

Mine. All mine.

Then I jerked my cock out and pounded back into her, drawing another moan of pleasure.

Tremors raced through her body and her walls fluttered around me. She was close. Which was good, because my wolf didn’t want to wait for her pleasure. He wanted to pump her full of his seed now now now.

We thrust in and out, again and again, our pace wild and demanding. She gasped and moaned, her trembling growing to the point where she couldn’t match my strokes with bucks of her own, but I didn’t care. I’d get her there. My wolf might want to breed her and brand our body to hers, but I wanted her soul.

I shifted my angle and hit a spot inside her that made her scream and shake, each stroke taking her higher and higher until every muscle in her body contracted and she wailed her release.

Her cry sent me over the edge and I thrust hard, burying myself as deeply as I could and I erupted inside her. I groaned so loud I was sure anyone in the locker room, hell, probably even the hall beyond would have heard me.

My canines extended and my wolf surged forward, capturing her small body under us, but panic seized my human half.

We hadn’t talked about me claiming her. It wasn’t right. No matter how much my wolf and I knew she was ours, there was a proper way to claim her as a mate and this wasn’t it. In the very least, we needed her consent, and a thoroughly satisfying fucking wasn’t consent.

I clamped my mouth shut, but stayed over her, making it impossible for her to move as I spurted more cum into her. All the while my wolf snarled, pissed that we hadn’t bitten her and marked her for everyone to see.

Soon, I promised him… and myself.

Soon she’d be ours and not because all members of my pack had accepted her, but because, after everything I’d put her through, I’d prove to her that I was a worthy mate and she’d accepted me.