nest, perhaps, triggering a rut-like bounty.
I had made a grave mistake running here, and his predatory smirk confirmed it.
“Babe, I’ve been waiting to fuck you here.”
“Where’s Ethan?” I asked. I didn’t think Ethan would want Ryker to fuck me here—yet—it might be my only saving grace.
“Having a shower,” Ryker didn’t take his eyes off me as he stalked deeper into the room, bringing a wild flutter to my heart. No, he couldn’t be here. It wasn’t ready. I wasn’t ready.
The closer he drew, the more his scent enveloped me. I became enrapt by his beautiful body, the arresting tattoos with their stunning-dread designs. And his face, that smiled far more often than it frowned, was classical in its perfection.
He was perfect to me, and I saw beyond what others did, for behind the mask, and the perceived emptiness was a burgeoning spirit that was learning to feel.
At times, his emotions were terrifyingly detached, and yet at others, completely devoted to me.
My blood had changed him.
It had changed us all, but I thought it had changed Ryker the most.
“I love you.” The words tumbled out. I hadn’t said them before, not to Ryker, the time had never felt right. Today as I knelt once more on the edge of a nest, I knew that I loved him as completely as it was possible to love.
“Ah, fuck, babe.” Hazel eyes with obscenely long lashes rolled heavenward. “You trying to test my resolve after Ethan said I couldn’t let you come?”
“I—no.”
Through the pair-bond, his juvenile emotional state blazed like a sun. He would die to keep me safe. It had always been so. Previously, this had been a primitive, animalistic need to protect his mate, but now there were far more complex layers.
His knuckles rubbed absently over the center of his chest.
He was going to fuck me. I could see the determination in his eyes. I could also feel his conflict, the desire to reward me against the need to conform to Ethan’s will.
I did not like to pitch them against one another, yet there were times when I disagreed with Ethan. What possible reason could Ethan have to deny me pleasure? Yet his words, the mere order made of Ryker, sent need rising twice as fierce.
I wanted to test them, both of them. It was dangerous, perhaps foolhardy. I would do it anyway.
Ryker chuckled. His jutting cock, absent the piercing I found so pleasurable, leaked pre-cum in a long thread, and the scent of it was exacerbating my thought process.
I was so caught in that sight that I barely noticed he had moved until he fisted my hair.
Shocked, I gasped. Ryker was gentle, coaxing, and while wicked to the core, he was rarely rough. Yet, the feel of his fingers tightening in my hair, the sting of pain, the hot kiss as he took my lips like he was starving, sent my libido rocketing.
“Not here,” Ethan growled.
I felt Ryker’s lips tug up in a smile against mine before he dragged me up by the hair.
The savagery of his action delivered a sweet spasm to my pussy. What was wrong with me that I wanted this? Using my hair like a leash, he directed me past Ethan, out of the small bedroom, and into our lounge where he pushed me to my knees before the couch.
“You’re going to fuck her?” Ethan asked. “Interesting choice.”
“She won’t come,” Ryker said, crowding behind me, one hand finding my hip and the other directing the head of his cock through my slick folds until it snagged the entrance to my pussy. “My balls are so tight, I’m going to nut in seconds.”
As the tip breached me, I moaned and pressed my forehead into the couch.
Fingers biting into my ass cheeks, holding me still, Ryker sank into me. God, the perfect fullness brought my whole body to life.
“Ah, fuck,” he muttered.
“She’s close,” Ethan growled. “If you knot her, she will come.”
“Such a fucking killjoy,” Ryker muttered. He began to thrust, in and out, slow, firm, skin slapping together as he bottomed out with enough force to make the couch rock.
My pussy clenched and pulsed around the hot, invading flesh; I could feel that spike of raw arousal that signified he was close.
Oh god, just a little more…
He growled, and I felt the first splash of cum bathing the entrance to my womb as his fingers worked the swelling outside my pussy.
I groaned as his cum flooded and dripped out.
He growled, biting over his claiming mark hard enough to