Page 9 of Oracle
My wolf’s voice rang through so strongly, the intention behind his words slamming me right in the cock. His needs and my needs were one and the same, but my control was beginning to slip. My length hardened painfully, restricted by my briefs and pants. I needed to feel her under me—to hear her cry out for me, begging me to give her what she needed.
I needed to feel needed. She was so fucking strong and independent, and deep down I wondered what I could provide that she didn’t have on her own or couldn’t get from the others.
Luca’s voice rang out, dominating and brokering no argument, “Kira, tell us what is going on.”
Her eyes flashed brightly for a moment as her head snapped up to meet his gaze head on. If she had been in wolf form, her hackles would be raised and she’d be baring her teeth at him, no doubt about it.
I couldn’t help the feral grin that tugged at my lips at the sight of her dominance on display. It was so damn sexy.
Fuck, I needed to sink my cock into her warmth.
The room filled with tension as a few of us shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, unsure of how to intervene or what the best move was.
Shockingly, it was Jameson who stepped forward to stand between Kira and the rest of us, his hands held up, placating. “A lot has happened since Kira was in her healing state, and everything we’ve told her is a lot to process. Maybe let’s shelve this conversation until later.”
Luca stepped forward, glancing at all of us before bringing his eyes to rest on Kira, clearly not willing to drop this yet. “We don’t have long to give you to work through this. Plans are in motion, and we will be moving to an offensive position. We cannot hide any longer. It is only putting us at higher risk of being taken out by the enemy.”
Kira’s eyes seemed to glaze over for a moment like she was lost to another reality, but she quickly snapped out of it, blinking rapidly. “Where are we moving to?”
The tension bled out of the room with the apparent relaxation of her mannerisms. The previous fight-or-flight stance she had been projecting was completely gone. But there was no way I was letting this go. I’d be speaking with her about it in private. She couldn’t escape this forever.
Jameson admitted a bit sheepishly, “We hadn’t quite figured that part out yet.”
We had been sitting around with our thumbs up our asses without her, was what he meant. It had been clear we all wanted to go on the offense because we truly didn’t have time to waste. If we dallied too long, the spread of the infection could overtake our population with ease. But that was about all we could agree on.
“We were working on it,” Luca rumbled, his eyebrows rising momentarily and his silver eyes falling to the floor, as if he hated to admit he didn’t have all the answers. He rubbed a hand over the light dusting of stubble on his chin.
The corner of my lip quirked up at that. He had always been the most headstrong and dominant one of our rowdy group growing up, and it was great to see that we had found a mate who could put him in his place. It was interesting to watch all of the intricacies of our different relationships with Kira unfold and begin to strengthen.
I might not know exactly what we could all provide to such an amazing woman—who, it felt at times, truly needed none of us—but damn was I sure that none of us would ever stop thanking the Goddess for giving us such an incredible mate.
I didn’t feel worthy of her, but I’d never let her go, either.
She was ours for the rest of our lives.
Mate. Now.
Fucking hell, I get it. But she just woke up from a fucking coma after being stabbed, so maybe right now isn’t the best time for us to poke her in the stomach with our cock and demand to consummate this bond.
I couldn’t help the bit of snark that came across in my tone with my wolf, and I felt him growl at me in response, displeased with me giving her space. He apparently did not agree that there was any good reason to do such a thing.
Kira had a self-satisfied smirk on her face as she arched a brow at Luca. “I know where we need to go. Lux just told me.”
Man, she was really playing with fire, stoking Luca’s ire right now. And I, for one, fucking loved it.
Cocky Caleb, as we all called him since Kira had—because damn had it been fitting—ran forward and scooped Kira into his arms, making her squeal in surprise. He cradled her in his arms with ease, his arms hooked under her knees and upper back as he nuzzled his nose into her throat, a surprising move since that was the soft part we as wolves always protected.
It was a potentially dangerous move.
I saw her body tense, but as soon as his lips moved to her ear, he must have whispered something to her that set her at ease because a manic laugh bubbled out of her. She slapped him on the chest playfully as she wheezed in laughter, “No, the move is most certainly not to your bedroom or onto your cock.”
Rejection flashed in his eyes, but before he could sulk too long, she tilted her head to the side and chirped, “That would mean I’d be sharing your bed and cock with all of our army, and I don’t think me ripping out the throats of those who dared try to touch you would be a good move as the leader of the council.”
This was a new side of Kira that I, for one, was delighted to see. As was my wolf. I loved her playful and sensual energy, and I wanted to pull more of it out of her.
Caleb flashed her a toothy grin as I kicked the floor lightly, dust rising up from the dirt, and mumbled, “I don’t know…I think it’d be kind of hot to see you so violent.”
"Same,” Seth added, a true wolfish grin on his face, as if the idea made him want to eat her whole.
