Page 21 of Cimmerian

I shot a glance over to Mollie. “In the backyard. What’s wrong?”

“Meet me in the apartment. I’ll send Merrick out for Mollie.”

I brought my attention back to Mollie. “The guys are back. I’m going to go meet Jasper in the house, and it sounds like Merrick is on his way out here.” Jasper sounded worried, and I wanted to make sure everything was okay.

“Mhmm…” Mollie was preoccupied with her pentagram and didn’t even look up in my direction.

I turned to walk away, and she looked up briefly. “Don’t be too long. We need to get this done right away in case it doesn’t work the first time.”

Merrick’s howl was close, so I knew he would be back here with her in no time. Besides, Mollie could handle herself right? She was a witch after all.

I jogged back into the house, the sliding door closing behind me with a resounding clunk. “Jasp?” I called.

“In here,” he replied. I followed the sound of his voice toward the bedroom --ourbedroom. I stopped in the doorway, frozen at the sight of Jasper naked in the middle of the room. His carved muscles were illuminated by the slice of moonlight coming in through the open window, every inch of him on display. For me.

Mate. I couldn’t stop the thought, and Jasper turned unsmiling toward me. “Ava. I got back as soon as I could.” He crossed the room in two quick steps, taking me into his arms and kissing me hard.

I pushed away from him, Mollie’s reminder to not be gone long still lingering in my head. “You weren’t gone long at all. Did you find everything Mollie wanted?”

He nodded. “Adrian is going to round up a couple of the guys and meet us here around eight.”

“Thank God.” I breathed out heavily. “Does the Alpha know?”

Jasper shrugged. “Probably. Not much happens that he doesn’t know about. But he’s letting it happen this way for whatever reason.”

“He has too much faith in me.” I leaned into Jasper’s firm body, letting his heartbeat steady me.

“Or you don’t have enough faith in yourself.”

I sighed against his chest. “So what did you actually need? You sounded worried.”

He placed a large hand on either side of my face, pulling me into a kiss once more. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” he whispered. “And to do this.” He kissed me again, moving his lips against mine firmly, and teasing me with his tongue.

“Jasp,” I breathed out his name with a gasp, pushing my hands along his firm abs.

“Just let me feel you,” he whispered, trailing his fingers down my back, pushing his nose into my neck, and tickling my mark. “Let me know you’re here. That you’re safe.”

He trailed his fingers down my side, pulling my pants down and over my thighs. My sheathed blades were unclasped, tossed alongside my clothes. I gasped as he dipped his fingers into my underwear, stroking the damp heat he found there. “Fuck,” he cursed under his breath. He slipped his fingers into my wet pussy, and I cried out softly. “Just let me see you like this, Ava. And then we can risk our lives. But right now, I want this.” He circled his thumb luxuriously over my clit, and I rocked into his hand.

It felt so good. But it wasn’t enough. “Jasp, I need you,” I begged, not stopping riding his hand.

He nodded, his eyes already black with lust and hunger. “You don’t need to ask me twice.”

I complained lightly when he removed his hand, but he was pushing us back against the wall, lifting me up, and I had nothing to complain about anymore when I felt the hard tip of his cock pressing against me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, sinking onto him. He hissed out a breath through his teeth, thrusting into me as well. We both moaned as he sank into me fully.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you,” I thought back, and he grinned wildly.

He lifted my hips, sliding me up and down his cock, my back pressed to the wall. “That’s so fucking hot, baby.”

“The part where I’m telepathic and speak to you with my mind? I bet you say that to all the girls.” I fluttered my eyelashes and stopped when a groan broke through my lips as Jasper thrust firmly into me.

“The fact that you’remine.” His movements were growing quicker, my breaths keeping time with his own. We both needed release, needed to move as one.

I forced my hips forward, grinding against him as he moved. “Of course I’m yours.”

His hips stuttered. “Say it again baby,” he murmured, grabbing my thighs and forcing me closer.

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