Page 107 of Undying
I barely finish speaking when her fist lashes out and hits me center mass. I stumble back a few steps, coughing when my breath leaves me in a whoosh. My next inhale is more of a wheeze, and I can only gawk at my feisty mate, rubbing my abused chest. Despite the surprise, I know that she pulled her punch. If she wanted, she could’ve planted her whole arm through my torso. “What did I do to deserve that?”
“What do you think happens to me if you or the others die?” She glares and plants her tiny fists on her hips.
In her fury, she’s absolutely stunning.
And I’m a lucky wolf.
She doesn’t wait for me to respond, just continues on her rampage. “Do you think you’re the only one with protective instincts? That I would sacrifice any of you just so I could cower in a corner somewhere? Because that’s not who I am anymore. I’m done with hiding, and if you think—”
I don’t wait for her to work up a good steam, I just lean down and take her mouth in a kiss so carnal, I feel it down to my soul. I take advantage of her open mouth and thrust my tongue inside, needing the taste of her to remind me that she’s alive and safe.
My beast presses against the underside of my skin, urging me to mate her again and again to reaffirm our claim, and I nearly give in to the impulse. It’s not until a masculine throat clears behind me that I come back to my senses.
I don’t give a fuck about the audience, more than happy to show them she’s mine in every way possible, then I admonish myself for thinking about sex when she’s still in danger. I reluctantly pull back, loving the dazed expression on her face and the lustful look in her eyes.
I bump my nose with hers, my voice gruff when I speak. “I promise not to run off to battle alone if you do the same.”
My heart thunders against my ribs, silently urging her to agree. I don’t want to become one of those clingy men. I’m already having a hard time keeping my distance. If she refuses, all bets are off. I have no compunction about sleeping on the floor in her room or even following her into the bathroom.
She can cuss at me all she wants, but I won’t relent.
I won’t compromise her safety.
Jolie narrows her eyes, a dangerous glint entering them. I stiffen and wait for her to blast me, but my resolve doesn’t change in the face of her fury. Before she can utter a word, I lean forward until she’s surrounded by me, the movement having the added benefit of nestling my cock against her core.
I growl when her lust perfumes the air, and I swear I can feel her heat scalding me even through the dress. I give her bottom lip a sharp nip, my breathing rough, and I release a little growl that I know will have her panties soaked.
“Say no, and I will only follow you into danger,” I warn, then nip her bottom lip when she opens her mouth to protest. I pull back, then continue, not caring if I’m begging. “Say yes. I’d rather fight with you by my side. Afterwards, we can clean our wounds together and celebrate by fucking each other into exhaustion.”
To emphasize my point, I thrust my hips against her pussy, loving the way her breath catches when my cock hits her clit just right. She shivers deliciously in my arms, and I force myself to remain still and not rut against her like my beast demands.
She tries to rock against me, but I hold her still. When she releases a little growl, cum leaks from my cock. Her eyes glitter with anger and lust that has me swallowing hard, but I remain firm and don’t move.
“Fine,” she says through gritted teeth, then a naughty little smile plays at the edges of her lips in a way that has my balls drawing up, ready to shoot my load into my pants. “But fair warning—you better know how to use that dick of yours and have enough stamina to keep up.”
My wolf gives a pleased rumble at her challenge.
Thank fuck she broke first.
I smile down at her broadly, not afraid of showing my fangs, especially when I know she likes it when I use them to nibble along her flesh, and my chest puffs up with confidence. “Ah, my littlesæta, it’s not me you should be worried about. I have centuries of patience and pent-up passion. And if you do manage to wear me out, I can tag out and let one of the others take my place until I get my breath back. Can you say the same?”
Her pupils dilate so large that I can’t see her irises anymore. My wolf chuffs in humor, and I lean down and press my forehead against hers, loving that she allows the intimacy. “Say yes.”
She heaves such a heavy sigh that her breasts rub against my chest, and I’m so distracted that I almost miss her next words. “Fine. Together.”
My smile is almost predatory when it breaks across my face, and I don’t miss the way she tries to rub her thighs together to get pressure where she needs it. My dick throbs with the need to sink into her, and I carefully back away, my skin very much feeling like it’s being ripped from my body the greater the distance I place between us.
A pout comes to her lips, and I swiftly kiss it away. Then I straighten and hold out my hand. “What do you say we go investigate the army waiting for us?”
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JOLIE
Castle’s bright green eyes don’t waver as he holds his hand out to me. Warmth and affection fills my chest when I realize that he truly cares about me and what I want. He isn’t just trying to get into my pants.
Loving his sense of adventure, I don’t hesitate to give him my own hand. He pulls me close, twirling me before I land against his chest, and I can’t hold back my grin. I never got a chance to get into mischief as a teenager. It was much too dangerous to venture out at night when things in the dark can actually eat you.
I stare up at him, loving the smoldering look he gives me, ignoring the way the rest of the men smirk at how easily my Viking managed to manipulate me. I’m too happy to care. Just as I inch up on my toes to kiss that look off his face, a throat clears from the doorway of the dining room.
