Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 73170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
My eyes narrow.
Looking amused, he sticks two fingers in and crooks them forward once again, which has the magical effect of turning me into a simpering, pleading mess.
“Please, Jared. Please do it some more.”
“Why?”
Why? Why? “So I can come!”
“I’m the only one who gets to make you come,” he tells me.
And the supreme possessiveness is stoking the fire in me, making it burn even hotter.
“From now on,” he adds. “All mine.”
I bite my lip and let it wash through me for a few seconds before I shrug. “Except last night I had to make myself come.”
He cocks one eyebrow, looking like he wants to punish me for it.
“Damn, baby. I woulda liked to watch. Touch yourself now.”
I shake my head. “No. It wasn’t the same. I want you.”
He looks more than pleased with himself.
“Ask nice.”
“Please make me come, Jared.”
“It’d be my pleasure to give you pleasure, my beautiful mate,” he says and my heart and body both soar as he buries his tongue in me, sucking hard while one of his hands glides up my belly, over my ribcage, and begins kneading a breast, paying perfect attention to my sensitive nipple.
I come, gloriously, falling apart under him, and before I’m done, he’s slamming that beautiful cock inside, powerfully thrusting again and again with a look of possession and ownership in his eyes.
Yes! This feels so good. So, fucking good.
He groans as he knots and we both cry out as I’m taken to dizzying heights of delectable sensation.
***
After a little nap snuggled up together, we have another round. And this time, Jared strokes himself while he watches me touch myself. And this goes on until my legs are beginning to shake and I’m just about ready to crest over that peak. That’s when he takes over, using the head of his cock in delicious circles to finish me off, slamming deep just as I moan out my pleasure.
The mask, the taser, and the stun gun are ever-present, but he really seems to have turned a corner. It feels amazing to know we’re in this together. Whatever comes, good or bad – it’ll be us. Even if that mask and those weapons have to always be in the same room as us.
27
JARED
Two vehicles follow us to the village. One: Grey with Tyson and the other: Cicely’s father. My mate directs me to the clinic and there are more vehicles in the small parking lot than I’m comfortable with.
The rest of the council, minus Jase, are inside. Same with most of the coven, including the blonde sister who introduces herself as Dani.
Mitch Blakely and Cat Savage approach, outfitted with the same utility belt setup as Linc and Joel. Stun gun and taser. Grey, Mase, Riley, and Tyson don’t wear those.
“Multiple folks ready to take me down. This is good. Didn’t expect this big of an audience,” I say.
“Just most of the coven and council,” Linc says, reaching to shake my hand. “You good?”
I shake his hand. I’m not a fan of being near this many bodies in a confined space and even less thrilled that Linc and Joel are here near my mate, but the irritation is a little less than it was last time I saw Linc. Maybe it’s because of how connected I feel to Cicely now, I don’t know, I just wish I carried a scent so I could bathe her in it, make her smell like me, make sure everyone who gets within twenty feet of her knows she’s taken, knows she’s mine.
“And me,” Cicely’s father says from behind me. “Figure this out, Mitch, so I can go home and sleep beside my mate.”
“You can sleep beside Kathleen now, Dad,” Cicely mutters, kissing his cheek.
“She refuses to sleep in the car,” Lorenzo responds miserably.
“You don’t need to sleep in the car,” Cicely mutters, rolling her eyes.
“You can borrow my and Stan’s camper, Lor,” Cat Savage offers. “Just a little one but it’s yours any time.”
“Appreciate it, Cat,” Lorenzo says.
“Aye. My missus can relate, Lor,” Mitch says. “She insisted on making the trip with me this time. I’ve spent so much time here as of late I was able to get her over for nothing, had so many air travel points.”
Cat laughs. “I’m happy to have you both. And I’d like to keep you both here.”
Mitch laughs jovially, reaching to shake my hand. He says, “I want you to know I’ve not shared anything about you to the Supernatural Council Collective.”
I’m glad he doesn’t seem to be holding the fact I refused to come to him against me.
He goes on. “I’ve been digging, and they’ll see that if they take a look. All council members have full access to one another’s internal logs for system searches, but I’m within my rights in my position to exercise discretion and my own judgement when it comes to supernaturals of the same category as myself. So that’s what I’m doing. I’ve not broken any rules. Now, the conundrum here is that if it’s deemed after my examination that your animal is a risk to the public, the onus would be on your alpha to handle that and either take responsibility for it or pass the torch to the SCC. But as you’re a lone alpha with no pack, unfortunately that would fall on the SCC and I have to say, we–”