Brothers - Dexter's Pack - George (Book Five)(28)
“Damn straight you will, sweetheart…”
George’s growl sounded so damn hungry that there was a part of her that flashed a warning and rang a bell, but she knew where that hunger came from – she felt it too – even if she couldn’t growl the way that her man could.
“Talk is cheap…” she chuckled, but he’d already shucked off his jeans and was reaching for her shapely thighs, spreading her wide, and dipping his head towards her body for the cream that he longed to taste on his tongue.
The man was wild and ravenous against her sex. She was sure that what little fingernails she did have had clawed up the floorboards on either side of her body as he took her, fast and furiously, towards the height of an orgasm that shot to every inch of her body, over and over, until she gripped his hair and yanked his head upwards…
George looked slightly miffed and quite startled to be looking back at her…
“More…” she demanded, and he went to tug his hair free and dip his head once more, but she had a grip that he’d never known before in a female…
“Can’t without getting scalped…” he grumbled and growled…
“Not there, up here…” She licked her lips and his cock practically begged for mercy, but there was no damn way that he was letting her anywhere near it until maybe the third, or fourth, or fifth – probably sixth time that he’d made love with her…
And the loving part came after the bonding part that came after the mating part…
He was eager to mate … to bond … hell, he just wanted to be inside of her body…
George growled like a wildling as he padded up over her body on all fours. His jet black eyes were locked with hers and she couldn’t look away.
Finally, he shook his head and her hand away from his hair. His knees nudged her legs wide, and he settled downwards – the heat of his thick cock finding the heart of her wet heat…
He growled at the feel of her satin walls as they sheathed his hard length so tightly.
He pushed his hips towards hers – his cock demanded that her inner muscles yield to his advance – and the moment that he hesitated – she slammed her hips upwards against his and took him to the hilt with a sound that caught in her throat and made him hungry to hear more…
Mine…
His beast had been damn patient. Now, it wanted to taste her blood, to bite, to mark, to bond with her, and make her theirs.
George’s palms slapped down against the hard boards and he moved his hips, bringing his cock back and then finding home, over and over, as she lifted her hips to meet his, keeping time with him … until, with a hard, deep growl, she noted the shift within him as his eyes flashed red…
“I’ve got this…” George knew what she’d seen – he could feel the total power of the true alpha wolf inside of him, but he reined it in – he had control…
“I trust you…” Zana breathed out…
I’ve got this, right wolf?
He needed to make sure.
This was his mate.
His one true love…
Mine…
His beast assured him.
“Mine…” George growled, before he took her lips with the kind of hungry kisses that left her in no doubt the man was ravenous for her.
CHAPTER TWENTY F OUR
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Every thrust of his cock inside of her matched every beat of George’s heart. He was ravenous alright – hungry to claim her as his – hungry to taste her blood upon his tongue and mark her skin…
Desperate to bond with her.
He knew that he needed to keep a tight rein upon his beast until the very last moment, and then all bets were off. If he was mindless then he couldn’t keep control…
“You’ve got this – let go, George…” Zana assured him, as she dug her fingernails into the taut skin of his back and clawed downwards…
George roared.
Pushing up with just one palm flat on the floor, he wrapped an arm around her waist and brought her up with him, hooked her legs over his thick thighs, and thrust into her like a wildling…
There was no stopping the orgasm that was building inside of her. The heated friction of his cock was sending her body into a mindless state where nothing else mattered but finding that release…
Zana’s head fell back on her neck and she opened her shoulder to his gaze.
George could do nothing to keep his beast from rising up and pushing forward. His fangs elongated – his cock hardened to steel, and his balls ached to spill his seed inside of her, and yet – he was intent on only one thing …
Bite…
His beast was demanding.
His cock was demanding, and he took her over the edge into insanity a heartbeat later…
George bit down hard and fast, sinking his razor sharp fangs into her flesh and making her hips buck against his as another orgasm took her body with an intensity that sent her wild…
Zana’s blood spilled over his tongue and he swallowed hard, over and over, savouring the taste of her.
He reached for her soul and locked them together, woven as one, as his wolf roared within him at the bond between mates.
George released his fangs and licked over the wound, sealing it into her skin, and confirming the bond between them that would last for an eternity.