Total pages in book: 203
Estimated words: 199654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 998(@200wpm)___ 799(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 998(@200wpm)___ 799(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
He’s sunk his teeth into my neck and I can’t help it, I’m screaming.
He’s marking me.
Jase is claiming, marking, and knotting me.
This is really happening.
He’s groaning while biting me. Something has changed inside me and not just a little. This is fundamental. Massive. It’s done. We’re connected. The switch has flipped. Mated for life. I belong to Jase. He belongs to me.
I’m weeping with joy. I’m in utter bliss. I feel how happy he is, how much he wants me. I feel something else, too, something…I don’t know…wait, I think it’s his wolf. I can feel the wildness inside him and it’s reaching for me, wrapping itself around me from the inside. This is even better than I dreamed of.
My arms and legs are all wrapped around Jase’s strong body that’s still knotting me as he keeps hold of my neck in his mouth.
I’m crying out, sobbing, zero control of my faculties, and I’ll probably lose my voice before I get a chance to bellow to the moon as loud as an alpha’s howl that an alpha’s knot is, hands down, without a doubt, the best invention of all motherfucking time!
It’s like my bullet is deep inside me and a hundred times stronger. My vision blurs. I rip my glasses off and toss them, feeling heat.
Heat. So much heat inside me. He’s coming, I think.
Oh, definitely. He sure is…
And Jason Creed, my mate, is the most handsome male I’ve ever set eyes on, but he hits a new level of hot while he comes. Because he’s doing it, holding my gaze, showing me how good it feels for him, showing me who I now am to him. Nothing guarded. Nothing hidden. Pure love emanates both from his gaze as well as in my chest and I know he feels what I feel.
He pulls out of me, hot wetness spilling out with him, and before I can form another coherent thought, he’s maneuvering me onto my stomach, then sliding back inside me from behind with a growl so feral, so meaningful, that I know it’s Jason’s wolf telling me I’m his, too.
The fullness is quickly back, more vibrations rippling through me.
“Oh fucking, yes! Holy, wow, wow, mother of… ah!” I practically scream into the pillow.
I hear a horn blaring and now I’m spitting out a rose petal.
This feels so incredible. There’s so much wetness between us, it’s audible. And I have goosebumps all over me.
Another horn sound. More than one horn. There are multiple horns blaring outside and now I hear wolf whistles and … wait… wolves howling. More horns. Traffic sounds. Cheering.
And a young wolf howling that sounds much closer than the others. Like it’s in the room with us.
“What the heck?” I ask, eyes darting around, nostrils flaring.
But Jase is too busy fucking me to answer. The knot released again and he’s spearing me with that delicious instrument hard and fast, like he has a point to prove. I hear his flesh hitting mine. I hear him grunting with effort, also groaning with sensation.
I smell no one but us and that other noise is forgotten as his hand slides over my hip and snakes between my legs. Now he’s rubbing little circles around my clit while he continues to fuck me from behind, mouth on my neck.
“Mm. Oh my goodness, that’s…” I start to tell him, but I don’t have a way to finish that sentence because his mouth is closing around the mate mark. He sucks hard, shuttling those sensations to heights beyond description. My limbs tremble while my back arches so profoundly it feels like my spine should snap, but it’s not pain I’m feeling. It’s immensely opposite to pain. Sensations are amplified in every direction. And I’m beyond elated. He’s sucking on my mate mark. I have a mate mark. I can’t wait to see it!
But I’ll have to wait. Because he’s knotting me again, groaning out, “Bailey, baby…”
The noise subsides outside and I feel tears of joy spilling as I know that our loved ones showed up because Jase’s mating scent is in the air – the best scent I’ve ever smelled – and they’re happy for us, so happy they came by to let us know they approve, with a parade of horns blaring while they cheered us.
Because Jase’s scent has announced it to the world – I’m his.
I have never been so happy.
47
JASE
We’ve been going at it for hours. And I’m nowhere near ready to call it a night. I get unrestricted access to this female for the rest of my life, but right now I’m at it like it could end before I get to have my fill.
Tasting between her thighs is so fulfilling, the way watermelon quenches on a sweltering summer day.
Holding her luscious, round ass while I feast, listening to her panting my name while she’s on a ledge, dangling, ready to crash into another climax feels incredible.