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“Cheeky fucker. I love it,” I purr.
I wrap my legs around him and pull him closer, wanting and needing more.
His fingertips trace circles around my nipples, and he takes one in his mouth again, gently sucking and teasing. I quiver in anticipation as Dylan moves his mouth lower, pulling his body away as he explores the sensitive skin of my belly, hips, and thighs.
“Fucking hell, Dylan!” I yell suddenly. “I need you.”
He removes his hands from me and settles back on the seat. “Take me then, kitten. I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Grr,” I growl and pounce on him, shoving my tongue into his mouth as I roughly cup his face, rubbing my pussy over his engorged cock. I grab him and guide him to my entrance, shoving the knickers aside so I can ride him. He thrusts up, pushing his cock inside me. We both moan with pleasure as our bodies move together in perfect harmony. I cling to him when wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me as I ride him hard and with abandon. I have no inhibitions, even though the back windows are tinted. I’m actually a bit disappointed. I’d have loved this even more if they weren’t, and anyone could’ve come past and seen us. As our passion reaches its peak, my heart thunders in my chest, my heated blood races through my veins. Slick pours out of my pussy, coating his cock as I move my hips over him faster, trying to get him even deeper as we edge closer to our climax. I know we are going to come together. I want it. I need our bodies to be so in sync with each other.
My breath comes as a harsh pant. I move my mouth to his neck and bare my teeth. “Yes,” he cries out. “Do it, Morgan. I want you to claim me.”
We can exchange bites, but as a beta, it won’t mate us in the same way as it would between an alpha and an omega. But I don’t need that with him. He is mine, and when I bite into his flesh, his victorious cry as we reach our orgasm together fills the car and my heart with joy. He wants me. He needs me.
And that does make me feel like his goddess.
ChapterForty
Kaleb
Clenchingmy fist around the arm of the basic office chair I’m sitting in, to stop myself from going back in that room to punch that arsehole in the face, I growl.
“They drugged her?”
Eli’s disgusted, dark expression makes me shudder. He is beyond pissed. I’ve never seen him so livid before, and he’s had his moments over the years. I’ve been with the pack for five years now. My mum talked me into it, saying that Elijah would be a good, strong influence for me. She’s not wrong. She rarely is. But she wanted me to have people I could count on. I’m glad I took her advice, although it’s not all been plain sailing.
However, I get it now, and I’m grateful that Eli waited on the mating. Imagine if all of this had been set into motion, yet we’d already mated. It would’ve been a disaster. Somehow, he knew.
“Do you think she’s okay?” I ask when he doesn’t say anything.
“Dylan knows how to treat her. He knows the right things to say. He is really good with her.”
“You make her sound like a puppy.”
“My words aren’t great today.”
“If ever,” I snort.
A filthy look is aimed in my direction. “This situation, this knowledge of what they did…I had no expectations of them, to begin with, but that has plummeted into negative territory. How could they do something so vile?”
“You are asking the wrong alpha.”
“Go and be with her. I need to talk to that Adam fucker. I can’t concentrate on anything else until I’ve told him exactly what I think of him.”
“Halstead will…”
“I’ll sort it with Halstead. I know you need to be near her and to finish what you started. Go. I’ll be back shortly. We can’t close in on Blackstock yet anyway.”
“You sure?” I ask, already standing up.
“Yeah. Go.”
I slap my hand on his shoulder. “If they ring asking for bail money, know we haven’t got shit to help you with.”
He smirks, but it’s full of arrogance and self-confidence. “I won’t touch him. Do you think I’d risk losing Morgan when I’ve just found her? Besides, I won’t give him the satisfaction.”
“You say that now,” I point out.
