Iron hard, iron hot, he stretched the tender tissue, revealing naked nerve endings that flared in response to the stroke and throb of his cock. Pleasure surrounded her as heat filled her. The incredible mix of emotional and physical pleasure wove together, sending her senses spinning into a neverland of absolute bliss.
Her fingers clenched on his shoulders, stroked down his arms. His back was slick beneath her palms as perspiration beaded on his bare skin.
His knees bent, his hands pulled her closer, lifting her hips as he rose to his knees, staring down at her, his expression savage, tight with lust and amazingly . . . love.
Love filled every stroke inside her body. It filled his gaze, his expression. The bogeyman of the Breeds was the lover she had always dreamed he could be.
Wild. He growled. He purred.
His hands clenched on her hips as he f**ked her deep and hard, shafting inside her with a desperate pleasure that rocked her soul and filled her with a wild savagery of her own.
Her nails dug into his arms, her hips writhed beneath his, thrusting against him, taking him as deeply as possible. Her legs fell back from his hips, dug into the rug and lifted higher, taking more of him.
Each stroke dug into violently sensitive flesh. It stretched and caressed and filled her with a power, a bliss she couldn't control. She didn't want to control.
She could hear his growls. She heard his purrs. She felt her body tightening, her pu**y spasming. She convulsed, rapture exploding through her. She tightened, on him, with him. She felt ecstasy racing through her body, tearing through his as he gave a muted roar.
His c**k slammed inside her, buried deep. The feel of his release spurting inside her triggered another orgasm, this one more intense than the last.
When the barb emerged, locked into the most sensitive area of her pu**y and stroked with subtle, destructive pleasure, Rachel swore she lost her soul to him.
Her eyes opened, almost unseeing. Her gaze locked with the living silver of his. She felt him, she swore she did, clear to her spirit she felt him locking inside her as surely as he was locked inside her body.
He was a part of her. The other half of her.
"I love you." The words were torn from her, ripped from her heart, locked inside her soul. "Oh God, Jonas, I love you."
She loved him.
Jonas came over her, cradling her in his arms now, his c**k still buried deep inside her, throbbing, filling her with his release as he gave every part of himself to his mate.
Hell, he'd already given it to her, he was simply renewing it.
He'd feared mating would weaken him. Instead, it had strengthened him, it had softened him, it had made him see some things clearer, and now he was more determined than ever to secure a measure of peace for the Breeds. Because nothing mattered but the safety of his mate and his child.
Nothing mattered but this.
Holding her.
Loving her.
Being loved.
Jonas Wyatt, the bogeyman of the Breeds, was loved.
CHAPTER 22
The next morning Jonas and Rachel walked into the main computer and security control room for the estate house. Set in the far wing with direct access to the labs below, the room was outfitted with monitors, servers and external terminals that housed and stored the guts of Sanctuary's security operations for the house.
All internet, telephone and wireless communications went through the comm center before being routed to the communications bunker outside the house.
Stepping into the small anteroom that held three control computers, Jonas moved past the lioness working them, aware of Rachel following close behind, into the tech room where the technicians took their breaks or the occasional shift nap, then through another door to the heart of the room.
Here, servers maintained the various links to the comm bunker, drove the internet and wireless radios, monitored satellite phones and in-house satellite communications and held a backup security system that notified the comm bunker, the Wolf and Coyote communities of Haven as well as the Vanderale security system in Africa, in case of emergency. It was a self-contained emergency backup system as well as a last-response notification system.
The main house was powered independently from the bunker, but all systems from the house were monitored by the more advanced network set up in the bunker.
Still, this room was indispensable.