Page 61 of The Pack Next Door (The Wolfverse #4)

Jace

There was no feeling better than making my mate smile.

Well, maybe being with her a little tipsy in the back seat of her car, with Gideon driving us to the hotel.

Her mouth on mine, hungry now, and not just because her hormones were pushing her too.

Because she needed me just as much as I needed her, and that was everything.

More important than road safety laws it appeared, because her seat belt was off, the frantic beep of the sensor the perfect match for my heartbeat as she climbed into my lap.

“Fuck…” I hissed, my hands clamping down on her hips, lest Briar try to pull away. She wouldn’t. With a smile, her hips began to grind down, forcing me to feel great fireworks of pleasure.

“Just like that?” There was a slightly mocking edge to her voice. “Is that what you need?”

“If you knew…” I growled, the wolf pushing hard.

Briar was ours and we’d proven ourselves, hadn’t we? He was moving the agenda forward, showing me exactly how things would go if I got her anywhere private.

“I know.”

Her smile faded and something happened that I’d given up hope of seeing. That smooth, perfect mask of tranquillity dropped, revealing the thing I needed the most. Her, vulnerable, letting it all hang out, and I was right there with her.

“Hotel,” I ground out, barking the word at Gideon until he caught my eyes in the rear vision mirror.

“Briar?”

His voice was like a splash of cold water in my face, but despite wanting to splutter, I still felt the same. Her nod was everything, my heart aching in my chest as that smile came back.

“Hotel,” she confirmed, right as her hand stroked my hair back from my face. “I need to spend a whole lot of time telling Jace what a good boy he is.”

The rest of the car ride was a blur of kisses. All I could feel, smell, see was Briar. She was my whole damn world, and now I’d get a chance to show her exactly that.

The minute the wheels stopped turning, my spare hand was shoving open the car door. I slid across the seat with my mate on my lap and then didn’t let her thighs move from around my waist as I carried her towards the foyer of the hotel.

“Jace—!” she protested with a giggle.

“Just say yes, Briar.” I paused for a second, ignoring the few people waiting for the elevator as I pressed her against the wall. “Say yes and I promise that every day will be like today.”

“You can’t?—”

“I can.” I stared into her eyes, willing her to see it.

“I can. Before… I was just doing what my brothers, my dads, my mum told me. Following along like a good boy and hating every damn moment of it. You freed me from that. I just wanted to make them happy, but Briar.” I swallowed hard, my throat swelling, but I would force the words out if that’s what it took.

“Now the only person I want to please is you.”

Her smile was crooked and her eyes shone silver in the artificial light. There may have been a tear in the corner of one, but her smile turned into a grin.

“Yes.” The best word, the only word I needed to hear. “Yes, Jace.”

I was sprinting towards the stairwell, not giving a shit what anyone thought as I kicked it open and then took the stairs two at a time, still carrying my mate in my arms. Up I went, getting faster and faster, ignoring the burn of lactic acid in my thighs.

Exiting when I go to our floor and then running over to the door, the keycard somehow already in my hand.

Gideon emerged from the elevator, tracking us, but I had the door open and ferried Briar over to my bed, laying her down gently.

“My mate?—”

“I know.” Watching her roll upwards and pause for just a second, smiling up at me. “I know because I’m right there with you.”

“Briar.” Gideon appeared in the doorway. “Are you sure? You’ve had a few wines.”

“Just enough to get out of my own head.” Her hand slid down my chest, popping buttons open and my spirits rose each time when one pulled free. “To stop thinking and just…” With a sigh, she slid her hand inside, rubbing it over the hot skin there. “Be here with my mate.”

“I…” With a shake of my head, I tried to swallow down the lump in my throat. “Say those words and I will do whatever the fuck it is you want. Clean the entire warehouse with a toothbrush? Make you coffee from beans I grew, harvested, roasted, and then ground with my bare hands.”

“I don’t need that.” She reached up and pulled me down so my body hovered over hers. “You’re not my slave.”

“I will be. Whatever you need.”

With a grin, she stroked my face.

“Oh, you’re dangerous.” A kiss pressed to my lips, and I was silent as a grave. “I’m going to have to be very careful with you.”

“Don’t be.” I grabbed her hand and placed it over my heart. “Just… accept the bond. Be mine. That’s all I fucking need, Briar. Just that.”

Her nod was all that I needed. Gideon too, it appeared, because he left us to it, the door was closed with a little click. Clothes were torn off, tossed aside like all the other bullshit and then finally, finally, I had my mate bare underneath me.

Hands tried to stroke me, but I had to shake her off.

“I’m right on the edge, Briar.” I looked up the line of her body, catching the way her back arched as she propped herself up on her elbows. “Just let me get you close to it, too.”

“You’re going to drive me crazy, aren’t you, Pretty Boy?”

“Is insanity a natural conclusion of multiple orgasms?” I grinned before placing a kiss on her sternum, then the rise of one breast. “Let’s find out.”

Her hand was on my head, stroking my hair as I licked a circle around one nipple, then sucked it into my mouth.

My tongue pressed it against the roof of my mouth, wanting to imprint the shape of it there.

The sounds of her moans filled my ears like the sweetest music, forcing me to swap breasts and treat the other nipple right.

I was exactly where I needed to be. Then I started moving down.

“Yes…” she hissed, arching up into my mouth. “Be a good boy and…”

She didn’t need to tell me. I just knew. Her perfume filled the air, so much sweeter than when she was in heat. My thumbs lodged themselves in the crease of her thighs, spreading her wide for me. Seeing her, pink and glistening with slick, made my mouth watered.

“See something you like?” she croaked, her voice all raspy.

“Nothing I want more,” I growled, right before lunging forward.

My tongue sliding through her folds, the sound of her sharp intake of breath, was all the reward I’d ever needed. I let out a little growl, the reverberations vibrating through her, right before I encircled her clit.

I didn’t give her any of my fingers for the first orgasm.

Part of me wanted her craving that, the pleasure having an edge to it.

Her fingers burrowed into the back of my head, as if she was scared I’d pull away.

Never, I swore, licking, licking, getting faster and faster, right up until her hips went stiff, lifting up off the bed.

Then I forced my fingers inside her as her orgasm washed through her, the shock of the sudden intrusion forcing another to spark.

“I won’t knot you.” Rising above her, my fingers raked ponderously across the front wall of her cunt, and I knew when I found the right spot.

Briar’s eyes went wide, any ability to speak stolen from her.

“Because there’s no Gideon to stop me now.

No Mads, no nothing, Briar. You understand that, right? ”

Another shaking shudder, her cunt clasped my fingers in long, rolling clenches.

My knot ached in sympathy, wanting to feel every pulse.

She’d wring me dry and I’d love every fucking moment of it.

But only when she was mine. There was no way I could walk away again.

I was so damn close. Maybe that’s why she reached down and wrapped her hands around it, giving it an experimental squeeze.

“You said you’d do whatever I needed?” Her eyes burned like twin moons in the darkness.

“Well, I need you now, Jace. Being rejected in front of the entire town, finding my way all on my own, being the only person I could rely on… It was hard and I’m damn proud of myself, but it created stress fractures all the way through me.

I need you to help me glue them back together. ”

My fangs ground together as she drew me closer. The kiss of her cunt, it was like some kind of benediction, a blessing I sought with every fibre of my being as I thrust into her.

“Good boy…”

I hissed, my cock jerking inside her at those words. No idea why they were so fucking potent, because in any other context I’d have thought them stupid, patronising. Not with Briar. Please her, the wolf, my heart demanded. Make her happy.

Then make her yours.

My hips moved like a freight train, slamming into her over and over. If I had fears of it being too much for my mate, I was quickly shown the error of my assumptions. She met me stroke for stroke, parting that little bit more each time.

“You’ve gotta let me in,” I said, pausing to grind against her entrance, my knot rubbing right where she needed it. “Let me in and…

Her hips locked around my waist and with a couple of panting breaths, she flexed.

Our groans combined as I felt myself move forward just a little.

My eyes wanted to close, my fangs locking tight.

Anything to stop myself from drowning in this tsunami of pleasure.

Instead, I forced my eyes open and stared right into hers.

“Let me in and I swear I’ll spend my life making sure you never regret it.”

She went limp then, her eyes studying mine, that last vestige of wariness rising and then falling away. Her grip on my hips tightened, and with a gods awful moan, I felt the tightness of her entrance crushing me, right before there was a pop as my knot lodged itself inside her.

“Fuck…”

My body went backwards and I brought her with me, cradling my mate in my arms as I just revelled in this feeling. When she was in heat, it was all red haze and hormones, but this? Her arms went around me, holding me close, her lips finding my neck before grazing my ear.

“Good boy.” A whole shudder went through me. Those words were like water on the cracked soil of my soul. “You’ve got me feeling so fucking good.”

“Then I need to do better than that.”

We both moved then, her rising and falling above me, my thighs quivering as I flexed into her.

Our eyes locked together so I saw a perfect reflection of my own ecstasy in the mirror of her eyes.

There was no holding back, counting down from twenty-one, skipping by threes, to stop myself from coming.

The tides of our bodies were in perfect sync and this was the moment they rose up impossibly high and then came crashing down.

My fangs in her neck, marking her as mine, right as I felt a flare of white-hot pleasure as she did the same to me.

Not every omega marked her mate, but it was considered the highest of honours if they felt moved to do so.

A tear rolled down my cheek as I felt the most perfect of pleasures.

Nothing, I mean nothing, would ever feel this good again.

Her cunt milked every drop of seed out of me, and my heart went rushing with it.

“Mine.”

My arms wrapped around her tight, holding her close, unable to bear even the smallest of gaps between us.

“Mine,” she agreed in a breathy voice and I looked up at her then. Her grin was a perfect match for my own. “Mine.”