Page 31 of Furever Bound
"Maddox, please," she begged, her hands fisting in the sheets as he worked her closer to the edge. "I need more."
He slipped two fingers inside her tight heat, curling them to find the spot that made her see stars. She was so wet, so ready for him, and the knowledge that he was the one making her feel this way filled him with primal satisfaction.
"Come for me," he commanded against her clit, sucking the sensitive bundle of nerves as his fingers worked inside her. "Let me feel you fall apart."
Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her pussy tightening around his fingers as she cried out his name. He worked her through it, gentling his touch as she came down from the high.
"That was..." she panted, her eyes dazed with pleasure.
"Just the beginning," he promised, crawling up her body to claim her mouth and let her taste herself on his lips.
She moaned at the intimate flavor, her arms wrapping around his neck to pull him closer. He could feel his cock pressing against her entrance, the head catching on her slick folds.
"I need you inside me," she whispered against his lips. "Please, Maddox. I need all of you."
He positioned himself at her entrance, looking into her eyes as he slowly pushed inside. She was so tight, so perfect, that he had to pause and gather his control before continuing.
"You feel like heaven," he groaned as he seated himself fully inside her. "So fucking perfect around my cock."
"Move," she commanded, her nails digging into his shoulders. "I need you to move."
He started slowly, savoring the drag of her walls against his length with each thrust. But as her pleasure built again, as she met him thrust for thrust, the pace increased until they were moving together in perfect synchronization.
"This is what it means," he said roughly, his forehead pressed against hers as they moved together. "This connection, this completion. You're my mate in every way that matters."
"Yes," she gasped, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper. "I can feel it, feel you in my soul. We belong together."
The emotional intimacy combined with the physical pleasure was overwhelming, and Maddox felt his wolf surge forward, but he pushed it back to stop himself from formally marking her. But that was the only control he had.
When Sera's second orgasm crashed over her, her swollen pussy clenched around his cock like a velvet vise, he followed her over the edge with a roar that was more animal than human unable to withhold from days of restraining.
"I can feel you," she said softly. "Not just physically, but... deeper. Like there's a thread connecting us."
"That's the bond being recognized," he explained, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "It's settling into place from our intimacy."
She tilted her head to look at him. "And what makes it final?"
Before he could respond, his phone exploded with emergency notifications that shattered the intimate atmosphere like breaking glass.
"What now?" Sera asked, noting the way his expression shifted from romantic anticipation to protective alarm.
"Grimjaw sighting," he read from Emmett's urgent text. "Daylight manifestation near the elementary school. Full corporeal presence, aggressive behavior toward approaching humans."
The creature was no longer limited to nighttime hunting, which meant the manifestation had gained enough power to maintain physical form regardless of traditional temporal boundaries.
"That's not supposed to be possible.”
"It's not supposed to be possible," Maddox agreed grimly, already reaching for weapons and protective gear. "Which means your viral content's ongoing engagement has pushed Grimjaw's development beyond anything in our historical records."
23
SERA
The elementary school sat at Hollow Oak's eastern edge, a charming brick building surrounded by playground equipment that looked entirely normal until Sera noticed the iron wind chimes hanging from every tree and the carved symbols worked into what appeared to be decorative fence posts. Even the town's most innocent spaces carried supernatural protections, she realized, though they hadn't been enough to prevent Grimjaw's unprecedented daylight manifestation.
"There," Maddox pointed toward the far side of the playground where a massive shadow moved between the swings with deliberate purpose. "It's not hunting randomly—it's investigating the area systematically."
Sera studied the creature through binoculars Emmett had provided, noting details that made her blood run cold with recognition. Grimjaw appeared more solid than during their previous encounter, its form no longer shifting between shadow and substance but maintaining consistent physical presence that suggested alarming increases in manifestation power.
