An Alpha's Choice (Talon Pack #2)(58)

“Yes,” she whispered, her hand squeezing his cock.

He let out a moan, rocking himself into her palm. “Brynn…”

“Don’t Brynn me. It’s time, Finn. Make love to me. Fuck me. Do it all. Just be inside me. I want the bond. You want it, too.” There wasn’t an uncertainty to her voice. His dominant mate knew what she wanted, and damn if she wasn’t going to get it.

He f*cking loved her.

He lowered his lips, kissing her softly. “Of course, I want our bond. I just wanted to make sure you were ready.” He cupped her face, his thumb running along her cheekbone. “I didn’t want to hurt you. I’ll never hurt you, princess.”

Brynn turned her head and sucked his thumb into her mouth. He groaned at the sight. “I know you won’t. I’m healed, and so are you. So let’s stop waiting and do what we should have been able to do so long ago.”

Finn opened his mouth to say something, but then he could only moan. Loudly. Brynn scooted down and pulled his cock out of his boxers. When her tongue slid along the slit, he about came right then. Talk about embarrassing.

She swallowed the tip, her eyes on his as she teased him.

“Brynn. Fuck. Your mouth.” He used to be better at the use of the English language.

She pulled back, a cocky grin on her face. “I’m going to taste all of you, Finn. And yeah, you can f*ck my mouth. That’s why I’m down here.” She went back to what she was doing, rolling his balls in her hand while bobbing her head up and down. With each stroke, each lick, she went deeper, encasing him in such a wet heat that he had to hold back from coming.

“I love your mouth,” he whispered then pulled her up by her shoulders. “But I need to be inside you. Now.” He kissed her and ripped the side of her panties with his claw, leaving her bare. “Ride me.”

She rolled her eyes and slid her leg over him, slowly, oh so slowly, lowering her body over his cock.

“Sweet goddess,” she groaned. “Was it this good before?” She rolled her hips, causing Finn’s eyes to cross. She pulled up her tank, leaving her breasts bare. Damn he loved her nipples.

He reached up and cupped her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers. “We’ve always been better than good, Brynn. But now? It’s so much more.” He lifted up, meeting her stroke for stroke. Her cunt squeezed him hard, and he almost came, but not with out her. Never without her.

He slid his hands up and down her body, craving the feel of her skin beneath his palms. He loved this woman, this warrior, this wolf. She was everything and more. He’d dreamt of finding a mate, but it had never been to the true depth of Brynn. She was so much more than a dream, so much more than an ideal mate. She was real, unapologetic, and his. But it wasn’t that he owned her, far from it. No, he was hers as much as the opposite. They were each other’s, their respective fated mates, and yet fate was only a small part of it. He’d craved her without knowing that fate wanted him to. He’d begged for a change with her and he’d gotten his promise, his dream. She was his everything, and he would live the rest of his life showing her that he was worth it.

“Mark me,” he groaned. “Mark me and make me yours.”

She threw her head back and rode him with abandon before falling on his chest. He tilted his head to the side and fell onto the edge of bliss as she bit into him, marking him forever. A part of him he hadn’t known existed locked into place, a tug on the new thread of connection and fate strengthening.

“Your turn.” She moved to the side, baring her shoulder and neck for him.

His wolf howled, begging for more. He let his fangs slide out of his gums and bit into her shoulder, marking her. The thread between them pulsated then locked into another seal of promise and forever.

He slid his fangs out then rolled them over, pounding into her as she lifted her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust.

“Come with me, Brynn, my mate.” He crushed his mouth to hers, kissing her with all of his heart, his soul.

And when her cunt clamped around him, her body bowing, he followed, filling her until they were both spent, sweaty, and sated. The final part of the mating bond, the part that connected the two humans as well as the wolves slid into place, and he warmed.

“I can feel you,” she whimpered, awe in her voice.

Tears slid down her cheeks, and Finn kissed them away one by one. “I can feel you, too.” And he did. A warm strength that would hold him up if he should fall. Some mates, over time, felt deeper connections and even had powers along the bond. One day, they might, too. But for now, he had her and her wolf. He didn’t need anything else.

Brynn’s eyes widened and she opened her mouth on a scream.

Finn rolled, sitting them both up even as he kept deep within her. “What’s wrong?”

She put her hand above her heart and gave him a sheepish smile. “I wasn’t prepared for the other part.”

He frowned and ran his hands up and down her arms. “What part? Are you okay? What’s wrong?”

“I’m a Redwood now,” she murmured. “When I mated with you, the bonds brought me over to this Pack. I screamed because I had to sever my connection to the Talons first. I’ve never not felt my brothers. It was…weird.”

He kissed her cheeks, her lips. “I’m sorry, Brynn. I know it’s hard.” He swallowed. “If it were possible, I’d have moved over to the Talons.”