Page 10 of Reign of The Beast (Immortal Passions #2)

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~Jaxon~

Come the fuck on!

Striding into the kitchen, I growled low in my throat, as the sounds came through loud and clear, sounds that had been going on non-stop every night, filling the house.

Fucking.

Damn, I knew Lucian had some major stamina. He was an Ancient vamp and I’d seen it firsthand and up real close because I’d battled him before. But Ry's was surprising me. It seemed he was the instigator too. He couldn’t get enough.

It couldn’t be normal. Not for a magic-wielder. I figured there was something going on with him.

I strained to block it out, something I was having a hell of a hard time doing lately.

I was too fucking riled up and that shit messed with my control over my sensitive wolf senses.

My room was over on the other side of the house near Mia’s and I could still hear them like I was right in the room with them and watching the show.

As if it wasn’t enough that I was going stir-crazy stuck here, not able to take action, just waiting and hiding from the enemy.

I’d been in wolf form way more than human for most of it.

I’d hardly seen the others either.

Since that day I’d had Ryker comfort Mia, they’d been sparring, practicing, or whatever the hell it was, pretty much non-stop. Lucian had been released and he’d just kept to himself.

I pulled out some leftovers from the well-stocked fridge, thanks to living with two magic-wielders who could conjure anything, and I slumped down on a stool at the kitchen island, picking at the plate full of pork chops. My appetite was even messed up.

I just couldn’t shut my mind off.

I’d heard too much that day.

At first I’d felt a bit of peace when Ry had managed to make Mia feel better. But then I’d overheard some shit I wasn’t happy about.

It had been clear they had no clue just how far I could hear, especially in wolf form.

In any normal situation, I would’ve pissed at the notion of people holding information back from me and discussing it behind my back.

But this situation was the farthest thing from the normal I was used to dealing with.

I was used to being the top dog, the one who knew everything, decided everything.

With the three of them, I was the outsider, the one who knew the least, who understood hardly any of it. I wasn’t one of them, a Guardian.

I’d always been wolf-centric. Other species never concerned me. Running Silverwood Wolf Pack, they never had to. We’d kept to ourselves and outsiders knew to leave us to it, to stay the fuck away. Nobody ever came for our territory because of me, my rep as an unstoppable, ruthless son of a bitch when I was protecting the pack.

Then all this Draco shit had changed everything.

I’d lost my pack because of him and I’d lost my place, my goddamn footing too. I didn’t know which way was up now, didn’t know what my purpose was. I wasn’t an Alpha running a pack of wolves anymore, so what the fuck was I?

According to Ryker and Mia, a fucking monster.

I was related to that… thing and they were scared that the evil in him was hereditary. They thought I was going to turn into him. And even worse than that was Mia being scared that if we mated, I’d take her down with me.

Being in this house with her had me on edge non-stop, the need to claim her stronger than ever now we weren’t forced apart anymore. Every time I got up close to her, I could hardly keep my shit together. The wolf was egging me on, pushing me to rip her clothes off and bury my cock deep inside her, then claim her as mine.

But I couldn’t do any of that until we were more connected. I hadn’t had one real talk with her in months. I mean, I’d had to rely on somebody else to comfort her, because we didn’t know each other well enough.

None of it was supposed to be this way.

A wolf finding his true mate was supposed to be the greatest experience of his life. It was all supposed to fall into place, to just be right, to happen easy and naturally.

With her, it was the opposite with so many complications.

Her being kept from me by the winged bastard I now knew was her old man after all the shit I’d managed to piece together.

Her taking off .

Having her ex in the picture, a guy she'd clearly believed for a long time was her mate rather than me.

Me taking a real strong liking to that ex.

And the hardest thing of all being the whole Covenant thing where I’d have to share her not only with her ex, but with a bloodsucker I’d hated for so long.

She’d never be just mine once that happened. I’d have to share her. And wolves didn’t share. How the hell was I going to do that, be okay with it?

One step at a time.

That was the only thing keeping me going right now. Thinking about it all at once was fucking painful.

“Hey.”

I jumped, caught off guard.

Turning down my senses had worked too well.

Shooting from my chair and spinning around, I was surprised to see Mia leaning against the door frame.

“I didn’t mean to scare you,” she said, all sheepish about it.

“Didn’t scare me, babe,” I lied.

She pushed off the door and strolled on in.

My dick jerked as her walking in had a flash of thigh catching my eye. She was just wearing a black silky robe. It didn’t look like she had anything on underneath it either, because I could make out her nipples pushing against the thin material. She was barefoot and way smaller without those heels she always wore. Her eyes were a little glazed and her hair was fuzzy, like she’d been tossing and turning in bed.

She looked real cute and it hit me in the gut. I’d never seen her this way, just her sexy and abrasive, no-nonsense side.

It had the protective nature of the wolf going crazy.

“You all right? ”

She smiled. “Yeah. I just couldn’t sleep.”

Well, I knew there was no way Ry and Lucian were keeping her up, because she didn’t have the hearing range for it to reach her. “A lot on your mind, huh?”

She wrapped her arms around herself, this strong wave of vulnerability coming off her that made me want to throw my arms around her and hide her away from the world. “No—I mean, yes. But that’s not why I can’t sleep.”

I frowned.

She couldn’t look me in the eye as she said, “It’s you.”

“Me?”

“There’s this… pull to you. It’s been there the moment that cloaking veil dropped and it’s been getting stronger ever since. It’s… intense.”

I smiled. “It’s the mate thing. When mates find each other, it kicks in, pulling them closer, urging them to complete the mating bond. It won’t stop until I claim you and you accept that claim.”

She lifted her head. “I see.”

Her eyes roamed over my face, my tattoo sleeves, my naked chest, dipping down to my boxers and the tent there. I heard her gulp, then in the next second, her eyes were back on mine. “So, the whole claiming thing means we, uh—”

“It means,” I said, stepping up close to her. “I’ll fuck you like the animal I am, making you come all over my cock again and again until you’re out of your mind with pleasure. Then I’ll sink my teeth into your shoulder and taste you.”

Her cheeks flushed, her chest heaving.

I heard her heart thumping wildly.

I could smell her arousal.

Fuck me.

She reached out hesitantly and stroked my bicep, her eyes burning into mine. “And me?” she rasped. “What will I do?”

I pushed into her, sucking in a breath as I felt her breasts against my chest. “You’ll take me like a good girl, then I’ll open my wrist and you’ll lick the wound nice and slow, accepting my claim, accepting us.”

Her hand moved up to my chest, sweeping across my pecs, trailing down to my abs.

I watched her taking her time, sensing her nerves, as she tried to push herself out of her comfort zone.

I clenched my fist down at my side, trying to hold back my animal instincts.

She was different, not like the wolves I was used to screwing. Nah, I had to hold off, take it easy, let her lead.

For now.

“I don’t think I’m ready for the claiming rites,” she murmured, her hand stilling.

Inwardly, the wolf whined in pain.

Being denied what it wanted so bad hurt it deep.

But the man knew better though.

Things with non-wolves were way more complicated than just giving into animal passion and instinct.

I teased the belt of her robe. “What are you ready for, princess?”

She fondled the waistband of my boxers. “I think… I…”

She was way sweeter than I’d realized when we’d first met. When it came to sex, she was so unsure of herself, so uneasy, so much so that she’d only been with one guy in her long lifetime.

I leaned in and whispered in her ear, “You want to know what it’s like to be fucked by me, yeah?”

She nodded against my shoulder.

“Say it,” I pressed .

“Yes,” she uttered. “I want you.”

Satisfaction coursed through me.

“Good girl,” I whispered, nipping her ear, making her tremble.

I reached into her robe and slid my hand up her left thigh.

She gasped and grabbed at my arms.

I skated higher, loving the feel of her silky skin beneath my fingers.

I took in the scar Ryker had told me about, etched into her side, an angry and jagged four-inch line much like a bolt of lightning. I brushed over it lightly, then continued my exploration.

I could smell how ready she was before I cupped her pussy.

She was so fucking wet, drenching my fingers. She wanted this as badly as I did.

I teased her clit briefly and she jerked against me just from that.

Damn .

I pushed two fingers into her.

I moved slow and easy, watching her eyes roll back in her head as I buried them deeper, bit by bit.

“Yes,” she moaned. “God.”

“Not God. It’s all me, babe.” I pulled my fingers free and held them between us, her juices coating them.

I scented them deep, then sucked them clean.

The look on her face was priceless. She was so prim and proper, she couldn’t believe it.

I didn’t know how much of the real her had shone through in that dreamscape thing, what was true and what was all made up bull. So, I had to go with what had happened between us in the real world in my bedroom all those months ago. And it’d been clear then that she wasn’t used to dirty. It seemed Ryker had been way too soft and easygoing with her, probably worried about upsetting her with her whole sexually-repressed thing.

Well, I wasn’t going to accept that. She was my mate. It was a forever deal and her holding back with the whole soft and slow pussy-ass lovin' wasn’t going to work for me.

Leaning in and crowding her, I spoke at her ear, “You remember what I told you that day at my place?” I growled low in my throat, “Alphas don’t know soft and easy. We take, dominate and fucking well devour.”

I licked her neck and she trembled, a little moan coming from her.

“You ready for that, princess?”

I watched her eyes darken.

And then she grabbed the waistband of my boxers and jerked me against her. “Bring. It.”

Hot damn. I hadn’t seen that coming. And it called to the wolf in a major way.

The next thing I knew, I was growling ferociously and tearing her robe off her shoulders.

My dick jerked at the sight of her naked body, all silky skin and curves.

“Fuck me, you’re gorgeous,” I said, grabbing her hips and slamming her against the wall.

She gasped at my roughness, her eyes sparking with excitement.

A warning sparked in my brain and I asked, “Are you on something?”

She frowned.

“Protection, babe?”

As much as the wolf relished the idea of filling her with my baby, it wasn’t the right time, and she certainly wasn’t ready. “Being mates, a condom isn’t enough to stop— ”

“It’s okay, I have my own magical… barrier. It’s foolproof, believe me.”

“All right.” I brushed my lips over hers and breathed her in. “Now relax for me, quiet your mind, and just feel.”

I made my way down her body, tasting every inch of her sweet-smelling skin, taking in her reactions. She writhed against the wall, getting lost to my touch.

As I licked up her inner thigh, I saw her bite down on her lower lip, her body stiffening. Hmm. So, she was trying to hold onto her control.

Nah, I didn’t like that.

And I wasn’t going to allow it.

I ripped her off the wall, spun her around and slammed her down onto the kitchen table.

In the next beat, I tore off my boxers, then leapt on, straddling her.

I looked down to see her eyes filled with wonder.

“Now, little princess, I want to fucking hear you. You got me?”

She nodded and reached out to me, wanting me.

I grinned. “Good girl. Let it all out. Let go.”

I took hold of her thighs, my nails digging into her soft skin. She moaned, letting me know she liked a bit of rough.

Just as I fucking thought. She’d just never been exposed to it properly.

Well, she was about to be.

I spread her thighs wide, baring her wet pussy, opening her up for me.

She was panting, squirming, basically fucking trembling.

So damn desperate for me.

Hell, I was right there with her .

I shifted my weight, grasped my cock, holding her gaze, as I sank into her.

“Jesus Christ,” I gritted out, fighting like crazy to take it slow, to hold the animal back.

She was as tight as I remembered from that dreamscape place. And I wasn’t exactly easy to take.

Thumbing her clit, I rocked into her carefully, stretching her nice and slowly to take me.

“Jaxon,” she gasped.

She linked her hands around my neck and pulled me down to her.

Our lips clashed hot and heavy.

She kissed me hard, wildly.

Her tongue was thrusting down my throat before I knew it, tangling with mine, challenging me.

Passion and need exploded out of her as she shoved at my chest, her magic sparking. It was only brief, telling me she still didn’t have proper control back. But it was enough power to push me back, so she could move us into a sitting position.

She wrapped her legs around me, grasped my shoulders and started to ride me like an animal.

Like a wolf.

Jesus Christ.

I hadn’t seen this coming. Not this soon. I figured I was going to have to coax it out of her over time.

Grasping her sweet little ass, I ground her down harder on me.

She cried out, arched her back and threw her head back as my cock slid that little bit deeper to hit her G-spot.

“Jaxon!” she shrieked as I fucked her with the rapid-fire of my wolf speed.

“I know, babe,” I growled in her ear. “Promised you’d be coming all over my cock.” I half-growled, half- whispered my next words, punctuating each one with a rough thrust. “Real. Fucking. Hard.”

Her magic sparked again as she slammed her hands into my chest.

It knocked me onto my back and she pinned me to the table, her sharp nails biting into my pecs.

She started raking them down to my abs as she rode me hard, giving it everything she had.

She was calling out the animal.

It had me snarling and I grabbed her hips and vaulted off the kitchen table with her.

With a burst of wolf speed, I had her slammed up against one of the kitchen counters.

She spread her legs without me needing to say anything, then stuck out her sweet little ass.

Presenting herself to me that way had the wolf right at the surface.

It wanted her.

It wanted her so fucking bad.

I was straining to hold back with her and keep control.

The wolf wasn’t used to any of this.

It wanted more than a mind-blowing fuck.

It wanted—needed—to connect with her on a soul-deep level. To access every part of her and to fucking well own it.

It wanted to claim her.

Right here and now.

I reached out and fisted her hair in a makeshift ponytail, then slammed back inside her, making her jolt against the counter and scream out in pleasure.

I jackhammered her then, losing myself to the sweet agony of finally being with my mate like this.

It was unlike anything I’d ever felt .

Instead of the desire tapering off as I neared ecstasy, it intensified, making me need more and more.

I couldn’t seem to get enough.

It was the pull to claim her, to make her mine fully.

She was screaming, pushing back on me, wilder than I’d ever imagined her being.

I jerked her ponytail, forcing her gaze to mine.

She was lost in bliss.

Leaning in, I scented her, before kissing her neck, her face, her mouth. She clamped down around my cock and I swallowed her screams as she came, bucking wildly in my arms.

The pressure, her reaction… it was one step too far for me.

I snapped, coming inside her with violent spurts, holding her to me in a death grip.

In all the pleasurable chaos, my wolf teeth dropped, and I found myself leaning into her.

Her eyes shot wide as she saw what I was on the razor’s edge of doing.

She shook her head.

She wasn’t ready.

She wouldn’t accept my claim.

Her refusal was like the jarring impact of a sudden ice-cold shower.

But it was exactly what I needed to get a hold of myself and hold back.

I shot myself across the other side of the room with a burst of wolf-speed, slamming my back hard into the drywall in my panic to get away from the temptation of it all. Just like the first day we’d met back on Silverwood Wolf Pack lands.

“It’s okay,” I heard her sweet voice reassuring me. “I know you’re struggling to control the wolf. A lot has been happening, putting your emotions out of whack, and this… thing between us is intense.”

She held her hands out to me, wanting me to come back to her.

I hesitated.

She smiled and came to me and threw her arms around me, holding me tight to her.

“The intensity of the pull between us has eased,” she spoke softly against my chest.

I encircled her in my arms. “For a while, yeah. Sex will take the edge off for a bit, but it’s going to keep coming back around, until we do the claim and complete the mating bond.”

She murmured her understanding, then sank against me.

And, fuck, having her against me like this, taking her how I’d needed to for so long… now I knew what it was like, the idea of sharing her with the others seemed worse than ever.

I got that it was necessary for the Covenant and that whole greater good bullshit, but it burned deep down just thinking about doing it, letting them in like that, allowing them to take my mate.

She was mine.

The wolf knew it.

The fates knew it.

How the hell was I going to stand for all this sharing?

It was against my nature in every fucking way.