Page 4 of Stormbinder King (Stormbinder Pack #1)

I felt Jack pull his hips back and then he thrust in me again, leaning down to kiss me, his kiss feeling more possessive this time, exploratory, like he wanted to know every part of me, and he didn’t stop until my legs were trembling from the heat of his desire.

It was like our breathing was in sync, both of us gasping for breath in the face of this once in a lifetime love, and I felt him release inside me, with long, rolling thrusts.

My back arched almost painfully as I came again.

What number was this?

My limbs trembled uncontrollably, and Jack picked me up and carried me, back to the village.

I felt almost delirious with the pleasure coursing through my body as I clasped my arms around his neck.

It felt like our hearts were beating together, already confirming this wild and strange connection between us.

As he walked back through the high wooden gates, I heard Jack barking orders, in an unfamiliar language I didn’t recognize.

He set me down in front of him, still keeping a protective hand around my belly.

It looked like the Moonbright Night Hunt had ended up mostly in the tree top village, the clearing full of writhing, panting bodies.

I looked on in awe as a man took a woman doggy-style against a tree, then she shifted instantly into a huge blonde beautiful wolf-woman, her jaws snarling and snapping as she turned and pounced on him.

With a snarl, he shifted too, then back again, so fast I couldn’t make out the moments they changed.

They were all shifters and this was Jack’s Pack

Another woman was between a man’s thighs, her head bobbing up and down on his cock, while a second man tipped her hips up, a long claw drawing elegantly down her back so he could position her dripping channel for his bulbous cock.

“Found someone to play with?” I heard a low voice grunt, and then a huge, hairy hand ran through my hair, but Jack jerked me around.

“ No touching . This is my fated mate.”

Even though the clearing was full of raw, sweaty sex in this sticky hot night, there was an instant silence at the prince’s words.

Biting my lip in excitement, I looked around.

The other women were staring open-mouthed at me.

No one’s face looked anything but shocked and several wolfish expressions looked distinctly hostile.

Then I recognize Aurelia, the blonde woman from earlier.

My scalp still stung from her rough treatment, and I shrank back into Jack’s arms.

“Is she even a shifter?” someone asked. “Non-magical creatures are useless in the village, only good for a quick fuck.”

“No,” Jack said. “She’s not a shifter. But this is Andromeda. And as my fated mate she is not to be touched.”

“You must be shitting me,” Aurelia said sharply. “ That is your fated mate? That little, unimpressive thing? No tits? No ass? She looks weak, Jack.”

I heard a low growl from his throat.

“ You forget who you’re talking to .”

Aurelia opened her mouth like she wanted to say something else, but closed it abruptly.

And I could feel why. Something I couldn’t quite pinpoint, but I knew it meant Jack was the most powerful shifter here.

Without another word, he led me away.

“On my back,” he rumbled in my ear.

One I had climbed on, he grasped the bottom rung of a rope ladder and we began to climb.

Under my astonished eyes, I watched as we ascended into the trees until we reached a dark wooded little treehouse, it’s roof green with moss and vines. Little fairy-like lights glimmered in each deep-paned window, and a fenced deck ran around the length of it.

It was beautiful .

“Welcome to your new home,” Jack murmured, opening the door for me.

This was mine? For us to live together?

Inside I saw, a tidy spare living area, small kitchen, and cozy bedroom with attached bathroom, decorated with well-made quilts and soft furs.

I was even delighted to see running water.

“Are you sure?” I asked. “Are you sure you want this?”

He laughed, his eyes glowing out at me.

“I’m sure. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

Then he kissed me, and it already felt familiar. It already felt like home.

My parents had died when I was a teen, and no man had ever offered anything like this to me before.

Devotion. Care. A home .

I was still gasping with pleasure when he put a strong arm around me and carried me into the bedroom, pressing me up against his hard, taut body.

I felt the heat of my carnal lust and melting need for him as he lay me down on the bed and stretched out above my body like a sleek animal at the top of the food chain, all tousled moonshine-bright hair and lean hard body.

His eyes were alight with teasing mischief, as he began to kiss down my throat, his tongue flicking at the secret curves, the hidden places I never knew would make me squirm with need.

The treehouse smelled delicious, like Jack did, cinnamon-sweet scent with just a touch of rusty wild blood under the surface.

But it only made me more excited, to know he had that wild shifter side to him.

“Was that you, in the forest?” I asked breathlessly. “Taking down the wild boar?”

I felt like I could hardly wait for the answer, my breath coming in quick little anxious pants.

He didn’t look angry, but he bent his head down and took my ear lazily in his mouth.

“What do you think?” Jack said teasingly.

“Yes. Yes, I do.”

“Clever girl,” he rumbled. “I saw the way you looked at me. I saw the way your eyes dilated when I took the animal down. There’s something a little wild inside you, isn’t there, Andromeda?”

“No,” I yelped, but there was slick between my legs again, my breath panting as he said my name.

“What does fated mate mean?” I added, sinking into the blankets as he drew aside my torn dress to lick across my breasts, his tongue alternately soft and rough.

“It means we were meant for each other. It means you’re my soulmate, my truelove. It means you and me forever.”

Forever

To be claimed by someone like Jack was beyond my wildest dreams.

“Yes. Yes ,” I breathed, as I twined my arms around his neck and opened my thighs wide.