Page 47 of Jace

My dick throbbed. There was no doubt about that. The thought of her making a nest, of fucking her in it? Yeah, that interested me a lot, but only if that was what she wanted to do.

“Do you want to try?” I prodded. “See how it feels?”

“Yeah,” she said. “I think that I do.”

She wriggled away from me, getting to her feet and kicking off her shoes.

“Fuck,” I muttered roughly as her top came up and off, over her head. No bra, just creamy skin littered with the marks I’d put there.

She sent me a haughty look, one that dared me to try and touch. I swiped a hand over my face. “You’re gonna do it like that?” I asked. “You really are testing me.”

She grinned, and it turned into a smirk as her hands went to the buttons on her pants, undoing them slowly, taunting me.

I groaned as she turned her back to me and shimmied out, giving me a perfect view of her little heart-shaped arse, throwing a look over her shoulder that was pure temptation. I took in all of her beauty, the marks upon her skin, the flush to her cheeks. She was ready for this, and I was ready for this too.

“No,” she said. “I’m going to do it like this.”

She made a little shooing motion to me. “Get naked,” she said. “I want to try this on for size.”

I nearly fell out of the bed, I moved so fast, fingers flying to my waist and shucking my pants off, cock already leaking. I was damn near embarrassing myself by how much I was into her making her first real nest.

She was tentative at first. I watched her out of the corner of my eyes, yanking my shirt over my head before tossing it to the floor, captivated by my omega. It was like she’d forgotten I was there, her focus was so absolute. The pillows went in first, making an edge of sorts, followed by the softest throws, and yet more pillows, layering, making it deeper.

There I stood, mesmerised, thinking about how I was going to fist her hair as I rutted her…about how I was going to ruin the nest, ruin her in it.

Jesus! How much stuff was she going to put in? The nest seemed to be getting bigger and bigger as she worked. “Baby?” I said cautiously, almost terrified of rousing her from her task, but I was fucking impatient. She was kneeling in the centre of it, palms brushing over the softness with a cute, little smile on her face. “Baby?” She threw a look over her shoulder, eyes glazed. “Can I come in?”

She smiled, and there she was, with me again, my Sloane. “Only if you promise to be very gentle with it,” she said.

“You won’t believe how gentle I’m going to be with it.”

My smirk was the size of a planet. Yeah, I was gonna decimate the whole nest and drive her wild doing it. She issued a cute growl as my knee connected with the nearest cushion.

“What?” I said, torn by indecision. “Sloane, I need to get in somehow.” She’d made a fucking fort around herself. I waded in and gathered her up to her squeal of outrage. “I’m here now.”

I rolled, taking her under, fingers tangling in her hair, lips on her throat, seeking and finding the claiming mark. The moment I sucked on it, she turned wild, nails clawing at my arse, wet pussy rubbing against my thigh. I felt everything from her like an echo inside me—her rioting emotions, the rushing pleasure that felt too big for her body to contain.

“This is going to be hard and fast,” I said, lips trailing down her collarbone, finding her lush tit and feasting. Her back arched, fingers in my hair pulling me closer, and that need to connect demanded its dues. My hand shook as it skimmed over her shoulder, down her back, over her arse, my thigh pressing up against her drenched pussy that she was rubbing against me.

“I’ll make it up to you after, baby,” I mumbled against her tit, working my way back up, pushing my other knee between hers, spreading her open for me. “I need to get you good and bred.”

“Yes, please, Jace.”

She didn’t need to ask me twice. My cock found the entrance to her without help, and that was it—I was gone. My hips snapped, dick driving straight into the hot, wet, clenching heaven of her cunt. Rising, I took her hips in hand and hammered into her like my life depended on us being one.

The nest collapsed around us, but I couldn’t give a fuck. I just needed to get my seed in her womb. I needed to claim her, and my beast wasn’t going to be happy until she was completely tied to me.

“I’m going to come,” I said. Watching her face contort in pleasure was driving me straight for the end.

Then she came, pussy fisting my cock, pounding at the burgeoning knot, gripping me up and demanding I give her what she needed.

He growled his approval as she gushed cum, my knot blooming to the point of no return as my teeth gritted, then I pushed past her tight, slippery entrance and locked into place. My lips were at her throat again, teeth sinking into the flesh, tasting blood.

Her cry was guttural, her pussy choking out the first heady shot of cum. I growled against her throat, hips jerking as more and more cum was dumped deep where it needed to go.

Breed.

She wasn’t leaving this nest until she was bred—that was a given.

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