Page 182 of Claimed By the Rival Alpha
“I wanted to make sure there weren’t any documents hidden in here,” she said. “I don’t think Troy or his father would keep them in their study, but you never know.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
Silence passed between us, and that silence leaned more toward awkward than I would’ve liked. Dom's words came back to me yet again. I didn’t want to be the kind of man who wasn’t willing to put in the emotional work a relationship needed. Just because Bryn and I were soulmates didn’t mean the hard work of being together ended. I needed to try to bridge that gap.
“I’m heading back to Warg territory tonight,” I finally said. “Dom is going to stay behind, and he’ll be around to help you with whatever you need. I wanted to tell you before I left.”
“Oh.” She lowered her hand and glanced away. “Dr. Stan said you were healed enough to go?”
I nodded.
“Oh,” she said again. “Well, have a safe trip.”
“Thank you.” The awkwardness returned, but I wouldn’t let it linger this time. “Bryn, can we just…talk about this? I don’t want to leave you withthishanging between us.”
She crossed her arms, still not looking at me. “I don’t think we’ll ever see eye to eye on this particular topic, Night. You want to kill Troy; I want him back in prison. I don’t see how we can compromise.”
I sighed.
“But…” she said, glancing at me through her long lashes. “I think we can at least call a truce for now. I don’t want you to be thinking about our argument while you’re checking on the Wargs.”
My heart beat hard with love for her. I appreciated her kindness and understanding nature. She always thought about others before herself, even when she was irritated with me.
“If this is a truce,” I said, walking closer to her and offering my hand, “maybe we could shake on it?”
Her eyes fixed on my hand before traveling slowly up my arm to my face. An easy smile spread across her face. “You’re going to be gone a few days, aren’t you?” She ran her hand over mine up to my chest, her fingers splaying across my bare skin. “Maybe your hand isn’t the part of your body I want right now.”
A slow smile found its way to my face as she pulled me closer. I covered her mouth with mine, and she moaned, grinding against me. My arms started to wrap around her, but she turned her pert ass to me instead and pushed back against my growing erection.
She looked at me over her shoulder as she leaned forward a bit, pressing harder against me. “The hardest part about fighting with you is that we don’t get to make love,” she told me, swaying her hips from side to side. “It would be such a shame if I didn’t see you off.”
“Oh, Bryn.” I smoothed my hands over her hips. “I had no idea my mate was so eager.”
“Maybe next time you’ll remember.” Smiling, she reached between her legs and pulled her panties down. “I’m waiting, Night.”
Fuck, I didn’t need another invitation. My pants joined Bryn’s panties on the floor, and I pushed her skirt up to her lower back. That perfect alabaster ass was at the perfect height for my cock. I rubbed my length against her warm slit, and she inched her legs slightly further apart.
Steadying myself with one hand on her hip and the other holding her dress at her back, I entered her as deep as I could go. I felt the shivers of her pleasure against my thighs as I leaned over her.
“Yes,” she breathed as she braced herself on the table. “Night, my love…”
I hissed and fucked her hard, her heavy breaths and our skin slapping together the only sounds in the room. Her occasional moans set my blood on fire and sent goosebumps across my skin. Bryn was warm and soft inside, and I trembled every time she clenched around me. I smoothed my hand higher up her back, exposing more of her skin.
Releasing my grip on her hip, I slid my hand to her side and over her breasts. Her nipples were hard against my palm, and she whimpered when I squeezed them. She started moving against me, matching my every thrust. I bit my lip and caressed her stomach down to her pussy. Slick wetness coated my fingers as I found that coveted, sensitive bud.
Bryn gasped, throwing her head back, her hair falling over her back and across my arms, feather-light and smelling of flowers and earth.Mine. Mine. Mine.The scent and feel of her overwhelmed me. She was everywhere, and I was drunk with it.
“Night, I’m gonna—” she cut herself off with another gasp, goosebumps rising along her ass, down the back of her legs, and up her back.
“Yes,” I groaned back, upping my pace slightly.
We came at the same time. Our juices mixed, dripping to the floor. Bryn hummed with satisfaction, swaying her hips in a slow, sensual figure-eight against me.
“I love you,” I told her as I kissed her back, tasting the salt of her skin.
“I love you, too,” she said. “Travel safely, okay?”
