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I wrap one arm around her stomach and lock one hand around her throat as I fuck her again and again. Her breasts bounce, and she moans and gasps with each thrust. I can’t bear much more. Jux needs to claim her. I need to taste her.
Chapter 11 - Mira
He has me locked against him. His arm is across my stomach, and for a moment, I am horribly self-conscious that he can feel how soft I am. My curves and rolls can’t be the prettiest sight for a man who could have had any woman his heart desired.
But Jace doesn’t seem bothered by my size at all. In fact, he seems to be enjoying it, especially when he thrusts into me and my ass ripples at the force of it.
I should be terrified that he half shifted, but I’m not. It only made me wilder with need. His entire form is bigger. The wolves are much bigger than we are. They are much stronger. And even with him half shifted into Jux, I have no idea how I’m not being torn apart by his monstrous cock.
It must be because I’m in heat. My body isn’t in my control anymore, and as his cock grows inside me, I finally understand what knotting means. The harder and thicker it gets, the more pleasure shoots through me.
He thrusts forward, impossibly deeper, impossibly bigger as we both push towards the edge of release.
I shudder, barely able to hold myself together. His fingers are tight around my throat when he pushes my head to the side.
Fangs press against my skin. Instead of pain, I only feel the heat of his breath in the curve of my neck. It makes me shiver in delight. I hold my breath, waiting to feel it. Waiting for the bite.
But when he pushes his canines into me, it isn’t a physical sensation that rushes through me. It’s deeply spiritual. I see the moon. I see stars and thousands of galaxies glittering aroundit. I see centuries and bloodlines, and how a gold thread has woven my existence since the moment my ancestors were born. I see how long the Moon Goddess has promised me to him. Our lives. Our souls. Connected deeper than anything words might clumsily try to explain.
At the same time, his cock bulges inside me. So big he can’t move. His teeth sink deeper. Biting harder. My body releases as hot come shoots from him into me. My pussy clamps over his knotted cock, and our bodies become one.
The pleasure is too emotional. Too intense. It brings me to tears and makes me burst out laughing.
Jace growls, low and deep, possessive and yearning.
The orgasm fades, and along with it the visions of a thousand galaxies. Our bodies relax like a soft sigh, and his cock changes as he shifts fully back into himself.
I gasp for a breath of air as understanding rushes into me.What it means to be fated.
And I panic.
I flat-out panic.
No longer distracted by the desperate hormonal intensity of my heat, I’m thinking clearly, and I’m terrified.
Jace senses my panic and pulls out of me as his cock is no longer knotted.
I’m breathing heavily as I wiggle away from him, crawling off the sofa and grabbing my jeans. I try to hold them in front of my very naked body as I back away.
He kneels on the sofa, cocking his head to the side, looking amused and satisfied.
“You ok?” he asks, his voice a husky purr. Still fucking gorgeous and making me feel incredibly insecure because how the fuck is someone that hot going to want to spend their life with someone as soft as me?
“I’m going to shower. Just need to…I’ll be…” I run toward the bathroom.
I step under an ice-cold stream of water and shiver as it rushes over me. My skin coats in goosebumps, and a soft whimper slips from my lips.
“What was that?” I mutter to myself.
Love. Fate. Destiny. Souls across universes. Bound together. It was eternity.Mika speaks in emotions. Explaining everything that I am so redundant to understand.
I clench my jaw and blank my mind.Stop that at once. Stop thinking like that.I scold her. She huffs and stubs her nose in the air, giving me the cold shoulder for being so stubborn.
But I’m not being stubborn.
I’m beingreal.
Jace was with me today because it is his duty as Alpha to have children. It is his duty to create a bloodline. He was with me because he had to be.
