Page 75 of Shaped By Darkness

“Pike…” I whine, but he doesn’t let me say more, pressing his lips to mine and cutting me off with a groan that only makes me needier.

Reaching up, I press my hands to his chest and frown when I feel the shirt there.

Damn. I forgot the clothes here don’t shred the way they did back home. Usually that’s a wonderful thing, but right now, I’d much rather have a naked Pike on top of me.

Thankfully, that isn’t a hard thing to fix.

Pike groans against my lips, and I hear the hint of his beast as he presses his tongue to my lips, asking for entrance. I open happily, loving the way he tastes and the sounds he makes as he tastes me.

“Fuck, Buns,” Pike murmurs, pulling away enough to look down at me, his eyes searching my face as if worried I might disappear. “Is this real? Are you sure I’m not dreaming because I’ve dreamed of this moment for so long? My wolf has craved you, begging me to chase you, demanding to have his mate…” he shakes his head, chuckling almost as if in disbelief.

“Ouch, what the hell?” Pike shouts, jerking his hips to the right, and I can’t stop the giggle that bursts out of me.

Big bad alpha can’t handle a little pinch.

Shifting his weight to his right hand, he reaches down, rubbing at his left asscheek while glaring at me.

“What the heck was that for?” he asks, and he sounds so offended I can’t help but laugh harder.

“I was trying to help you believe this isn’t a dream,” I say, smiling wide enough that my cheeks ache. Understanding flashes in his eyes, and I take that as forgiveness. Reaching for the hem of his shirt, I rip it over his head, and toss it wherever; so long as it’s not on him, I don’t care.

“Serena,” Pike breathes my name like a prayer, and I mutter curses to the gods for his damn pants that didn’t shred.

Pike takes pity on me, quickly shoving his pants down and kicking them off. I don’t give him a chance to do anything, reaching out and wrapping my hands around his cock, needing to feel him. His body goes stiff as he huffs a breath, letting hishead hang forward. His teeth sink into his lower lip, and I watch as they grow before my eyes, drawing blood.

Pike’s beast is always the closest to the surface. Of all of us, he loses control the most often. I used to think it was because he didn’t care to take control, but the older we got, the more I realized it was because Pike gave him control. It was easier for him to deal with his family as a wolf than as a man.

His head snaps up, and it’s not just his teeth that have shifted, but his eyes too.

If I didn’t know Pike and his wolf, this would be terrifying. He could very well rip my throat out without a second thought. But I do know them, and I’m hoping we can avoid bloodshed and maybe do something a little more fun.

An idea hits me, a way to possibly keep his beast happy.

With Pike distracted, I flip us so that he’s on his back, looking up at me as I straddle his waist.

His very naked waist…

Shit, I didn’t think this through all the way. The feel of his very thick, very hard, very naked length against my already needy, wet pussy makes me pause, momentarily second-guessing my idea as I try to resist the urge to rock myself against him.

I fail, leaving us both moaning in unison as his hand grips my waist, his fingernails digging into my skin hard enough I know he’ll leave a mark. I shouldn’t like that, but fuck, I do so much.

No! Focus, Serena!

Leaning down, I watch Pike’s eyes follow my movements as my breasts press against his chest, skin on skin, and he mumbles something about being in heaven.

Gods, these guys know how to make a girl feel good.

“Catch me,” I whisper as I grind against him again, hoping to distract him long enough for me to make a break for it.

He drops his head to the ground, eyes scrunched up as his hips jerk up following my heat.

It’s now or never.

Pushing off his chest, I jump up and take off without a backward glance. I know I won’t get far, but I don’t want to.

“Serena!” Pike’s shout echoes around the otherwise quiet trees, and I hear his feet hit the ground behind me.

Fuck, even on two legs he’s so much faster than me.

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