Page 23 of Wicked Fate

I couldn't speak, could only feel, the electricity jolting between us intensifying to a level I’d never experienced before.

He began to move with agonizing slowness, drawing almost completely out before sinking back in. Each thrust was measured, deliberate, as if he wanted to memorize every sensation between us. I clung to him, my body trembling with need, but he maintained that torturous pace, making the build slow and intense.

I wasn’t sure my body could handle much more.

"Ryker, please." My voice broke.

"No." His lips brushed against my ear. "I’ve waited too long for this. I’m not rushing anything."

He rolled his hips, sending sparks shooting through my every nerve ending. The water continued to rain down on us, droplets catching on his eyelashes and trailing down the sharp planes of his face. I watched, mesmerized, as a bead of water slid from his collarbone down to where our bodies were joined.

His free hand cupped my breast, thumb circling my nipple while his mouth moved to my neck. I gasped as his teeth raked against my beating pulse, the sharp points of his canines extending just enough to remind me of what was to come. Beneath my skin, my wolf stirred, eager and wanting.

"Dammit, Ryker," I begged, tightening my legs around his waist.

A growl rumbled deep in his chest as he gently pinched my breast and commanded, "Look at me."

I gazed into his eyes, which had darkened to a molten amber.

"I need—" My words dissolved into a moan as he suddenly increased his pace with newfound urgency. The controlled rhythm was gone.

Tired of him being in full control, I braced my hands against his shoulders and pushed back, just enough to create a whisper of space between us. His rhythm faltered as confusion flickered across his face.

"My turn." I unwrapped my legs from his waist, separating us, and planted my feet on the floor.

Before he could protest, I spun us around and pressed his back against the wall. His eyes widened, then darkened with renewed hunger as I took control. I lifted a leg around him, guiding him back inside me as I set my own pace—slower, deeper.

His hands found my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh, but he didn't try to quicken my movements. Instead, he watched me as he panted.

"Ember," he breathed my name, causing my wolf to break free.

I rolled my hips and quickened my movements, pulling him in deeper as I arched my back. Our bodies slid against each other, and something primal took over.

No more waiting. I couldn’t take it.

I grabbed his hair and pulled his head toward my neck.

"Bite me.” If he didn’t do it this second, I wasn’t sure I could take much more. “I’m ready to complete the bond if you are.”

His teeth scraped against my skin again, the pressure increasing as our movements became frantic.

"Are you sure?" he asked against my flesh. Even as he asked, his teeth sank in a little deeper.

The sting added to my pleasure, and my head spun.

"Yes," I gasped, my body trembling on the edge of release. "Make me yours."

His teeth sank into my flesh, breaking the skin. The initial sharp pain transformed into something else entirely—a flood of warmth that surged through my whole body. My chest cracked open like a dam breaking, and Ryker's emotions crashed into me—his desire, his possessiveness, his relief, and his love. The intensity of feeling both his pleasure and mine simultaneously sent me spiraling.

"I love you," I whimpered as waves of ecstasy tore through me, more powerful than anything I'd ever experienced. My body convulsed around him, my vision blurring at the edges.

My wolf took control, not satisfied yet. I buried my face against his neck and sank my teeth into his wet skin, tasting copper as the bond completed. His blood filled my mouth as my orgasm continued to pulse through me, each wave stronger than the last.

Ryker's grip tightened painfully on my hips as his body went rigid. A guttural roar tore from him and reverberated through the shower as he shuddered against me. His release surged through him in powerful waves that intensified my own. Our bodies remained locked together as we rode the aftershocks together.

With our bond formed, I could feel warm spots that had to be Xander, Gage, and Kendric. No! My stomach knotted; I did not want to be the alpha of the merged pack. Some instinct inside me pushed the bonds away, not accepting them, as my eyes rolled back and euphoria flowed through my body.

I collapsed against Ryker’s chest, both of us sliding down to sit on the shower floor. The tile was cold against my legs, but I barely noticed. Our chests heaved, and our hearts raced at the same frantic pace.

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