Page 49 of Ensnared by the Pack: The Complete Series (Destined Realms #3)

BISHOP

I clung to Audrey, my wolf heaving inside me, fighting to break free. She needed more than a quick release, and my throbbing cock was more than ready to give it to her. But I refused to let him take over. We didn’t have the time to do it right, and I sure as hell was going to do it right.

Calm the fuck down. She’s a virgin, I snarled at my wolf.

But he didn’t understand what that meant. He was a primal force, and the scent of her arousal was working him into a frenzy that I wasn’t sure I’d be able to control for much longer.

We needed to protect her and that included relieving the pressure from her heat. He didn’t understand that we couldn’t just push our cock into her and make her scream with pleasure. He didn’t understand that she needed to be wet and relaxed and feeling safe so her first time wouldn’t hurt. And while her heat would help a lot in the wet department, I didn’t want to risk it not being enough. My wolf didn’t understand any of that. He wanted her now now now because she needed us now now now.

“Bishop,” Cyrus said, his voice low, making Audrey tense against me, probably not realizing that wasn’t his angry voice but his stressed-out voice… or suddenly realizing that Cyrus and Knox had heard all her strained gasps and her confusing sob when she’d come. “We need to get farther away from Darkweald.”

“I ah—” She sucked in a ragged breath. “I think I should clean myself up… alone.”

“You won’t be able to patch yourself up by yourself,” I replied, letting her push away from me. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment even though her expression was still hungry with desire.

“If you touch me—” Her gaze slid down my body to where I tented my pants, and her expression grew pained. “Cyrus should do it.”

Do it? My thoughts instantly jumped to sex and my wolf snarled. I was here. I could take care of her. She didn’t need my brother.

Except that wasn’t what she was saying. She didn’t think she’d be able to hold it together while I helped her, and we both knew we needed to keep moving. Even if those flying snakes didn’t come out of the forest and we were safe from the malicious god’s spirits, we still had to get to the death god’s temple as soon as possible. And stopping for sex right now wouldn’t help us. That, and I suspected from her sob that she had a lot of conflicting and confusing emotions around the whole situation.

“Okay.” I forced myself to stand and climb back onto the bank. Cyrus had made it clear that he had no intention of sleeping with her and she probably sensed that in how he’d been keeping his distance from her.

I rounded the thicket where Cyrus and Knox waited. Cyrus’s clothes were still ripped and bloody, but the streak of blood on his face was gone which meant he’d shifted out his injuries while he’d listened to me make her come.

I’m not sleeping with her, he said in my head.

Pretty sure that’s why she asked for you.

He huffed and pushed past me, hopping off the bank onto the stream’s rocky shallows.

“Get your clothes off and let me see,” he growled, a hint of his power rolling off him.

Audrey stiffened and glared at him, the desire in her eyes shifting to frustration — which was probably Cyrus’s intent.

“You don’t have to make me,” she snapped back, grabbing the bottom of her shirt and pulling it up over her head.

I turned away, sucking in deep breaths scented with her arousal that did nothing to ease my wolf or my raging hard-on.

Fuck. I needed to take care of that before I shifted out my injuries. If I couldn’t get myself back under control, my wolf really would take over when I shifted and take us right back to her.

“Call me when they’re done,” I said to Knox, and marched farther away, trying to escape her scent. But it was on me, on my fingers, and clinging to my clothes, and I was going to have to figure out how to keep myself together while holding her this evening when we stopped for the night. Because as much as she probably needed a little sex, she still needed a lot of holding.

I yanked off my ruined shirt and shucked my pants. My cock jutted from my body, throbbing and hard and already leaking pre-cum, and with a groan, I gripped it tight in my fist.

I’d wanted so desperately to do more than just finger her. But I’d promised I wouldn’t take advantage of her and a quick fuck when she’d never had sex before wasn’t taking care of her. She deserved to be spread out on a soft bed, caressed, and gently teased until she was so wet and relaxed it wouldn’t hurt at all.

I closed my eyes and the image of her on my bed in the Residence jumped into my mind. Her blond hair was splayed on the pillow behind her and her head was tipped back in pleasure offering me perfect access to her neck and the top of her shoulder.

My breath picked up and my canines extended in anticipation of claiming her even though this was a fantasy. I slid my hand to my tip, rubbing my palm over my pre-cum for lubrication, then pumped it back down.

I’d take my time with her, worship her, caressing and kissing my way down her body, and make her come before I even reached her sex. Her heat and inexperience made her hypersensitive, and I was going to take full advantage of that.

At the river, I’d barely gotten started with my fingers when she’d gasped and shuddered against me. I’d use that to bring her the most incredible pleasure over and over again with fingers, lips, and tongue, and then, once she was gasping and boneless and glowing, I’d slowly sink inside her.

I tightened my grip, working my hand faster up and down my length. She’d make those incredible sounds I’d overheard the other day when I’d been outside her bedroom, soft mewls and throaty groans and sharp gasps.

My balls tightened at the thought. Then she’d make that long shuddering moan— or better yet, she’d cry out my name like she cried out Knox’s name in my dreams. Her body would light up with pleasure, our bond would light up with certainty, and?—

Fuck.

My cock swelled and I shot cum onto the rocky ground in front of me. I clenched my jaw, fighting to swallow my own shuddering moan, and sagged back against the rock behind me to stay standing.

Fuck fuck fuck.

We didn’t have a bond and I shouldn’t be thinking like that until things were figured out between her and Knox. She had more than enough to worry about, and my wolf wanting to mate with her even though we barely knew each other could scare her away.

Hell, it was kind of scaring me away. Did I really want her as a mate or was that Knox’s bond influencing me through our twin bond? And I wouldn’t know the truth until they broke their bond or sealed it.