Page 27 of The Wolf and the Witch

“Geralt?” she questioned while her walls fluttered around the thick cock lodged inside her. He stilled after bottoming out, bare chest pressed against her dress. Dampness lured her eyes down to see his scars splitting open, blood staining her black dress, mingling with the dirt from her encounter with the Lycan in the backyard.

“Trust me, Greta,” he mumbled against her neck, teeth scraping her skin, causing gooseflesh to pebble.

She did trust him, but panic lurked beneath the surface of her skin, clouding the lustful haze filling their self-imposed bubble. Not once had she glanced at their audience since he entered her, slender thighs clamped around his waist and dress hitched up to her panty line.

“You won’t feel it when I mark you, mate. I promise,” he growled, a second voice layering his, adding an echo that sounded like claws on a chalkboard. Instinct urged her to run from that voice and the animal speaking with his vocal chords, but when he pulled his hips back and thrust back inside her, stars burst behind her eyes, causing deductive reasoning to flee.

Greta’s fingers dug into his shoulders, holding him tighter, prolonging his time inside her. Geralt grunted, picking a slow, steady pace, hips slamming into hers. Moaning and thrusting against her mate, Greta surrendered.

She writhed against him, back thudding against the wall with each hard snap of his hips. A scream teased her throat. Magick burned her veins, awaking from its slumber. His pleasure bled into hers, feeding the inferno. Greta imagined she saw Hecate’s divine glow, edging closer to the celestial realm with each thrust of her mate’s cock inside of her.

Geralt roared, driving his hips into her, stretching her thighs around his waist. Greta screamed when his knot inflated, heart stuttering in her chest with the tsunami of her climax washing over her. A pain bloomed in her neck, but his knot drew out her pleasure, one orgasm bleeding into another, an endless stream of euphoria.

His hips made slight thrusts, the knot keeping them tethered, but Greta’s mind couldn’t take anymore pleasure. Aftershocks seized her on every movement of his cock, knot scraping her walls, the feeling on the verge of pain and pleasure.

The only sounds filling the living room were the whimpers spilling from her. Geralt’s body remained close to hers, shielding her from view, but everyone heard them, saw them, scented the sex in the air and the cum leaking around Geralt’s swollen knot.

The bond ballooned inside of her, and she groaned at the feeling. It stretched, tethering her to every shifted Lycan in the pack, wrapping an invisible cord around her mind and theirs. An inaudible snap rang in her ears. If she wanted, Greta felt she could pluck the thoughts from any member of their pack, or sift through her mate’s memories, their bond doubling in strength.

Claimed, a weak voice uttered in her mind. When she chased it, it disappeared like smoke. Mate, Geralt’s animal growled in her head. She knew the first voice spoke true. She’d been irrevocably claimed, and blinked sleepily with a dazed smile on her lips.

It felt like coming home, slipping on old weathered shoes, being embraced by a long-lost relative. This, she thought, was where she belonged. She slumped against Geralt, trusting him to care for her, conceding control to him completely.

She was a member of the pack now.

Part Five

“So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.”

? E.A. Bucchianeri

Sebastian

Delirium teased his senses, ghostly apparitions jumping out at him. He heard Angelique’s nasally voice berating him for a simple mistake. He saw Malik’s white coat reflecting the moonlight, lavender eyes glaring at him with malicious intent.

Sebastian shook his head, brown locks tumbling before settling against his scalp. Debris abraded his bare soles, and his wolf whined pathetically in his head. Since his mate’s death, the animal became quieter with each passing year. He feared the day complete silence took up space in his head.

Little light illuminated his path, but he marched forward. His voice never called out to the others and silence, except for the scampering of small animals, greeted his ears. Betrayal whispered he’d been abandoned, left behind for dead. He tried pushing the taunt away, but he saw his twin’s horrified face the day they realized they shared a fated mate.

Angelique’s long luscious blonde hair lured him to test the texture against his palm. Her honeyed words turned him against his twin. And the alpha’s mercy sent him into the world without a pack, an unhappily bonded mate at his side.

Fifteen years away from the only home he’d known ate away at something inside of him, darkness blooming in its place. When he held his mate’s lifeless body in his arms, the rest of his humanity sloughed off, leaving behind a macabre shell.

Small animals hurried in the opposite direction he traveled in, ears picking up the sound, twitching with inaction. He needed to get to Geralt, his alpha and childhood friend.

Is he your friend if he left you behind? That voice whispered again, raising his hackles. Sebastian shook his head, trying to dislodge the imagined whispers. Geralt wouldn’t leave him. Would he?

He stumbled through the dark, blood leaking a trail behind him. He felt too weak to shift, not that Henrik spoke to him with words anymore. His feet locked in place, body tensing. Darkness filled his vision when he closed his eyes, letting stillness envelop his being.

Claws cut into his skin. When he opened his eyes again, crimson warped the world around him. His feet turned in the direction he’d just stumbled from, desperation and exhaustion edging him forward.

Blood Moon pack wasn’t his home anymore. Hostile gazes burrowed into him, their thoughts written on their faces. Traitor. Rogue. He refused to return there empty handed, even if Geralt had left him behind.

Angelique waited for him in Selene’s embrace. He’d join her soon, but first, he’d bring Abbigail home. If it killed him, at least he’d tried doing some good before he and Henrik returned to the Moon Goddess.

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