Primal Law (Alpha Pack #1)(61)

"Y-yes. Please . . ."

"More?"

"Please, don't stop!"

"Don't worry. I won't leave you hanging."

Suddenly his lips were bestowing soft kisses to the small of her back. It was slightly ticklish and she stifled a giggle, and then he moved on. He caressed her rear and then nuzzled her sex, taking a tentative swipe with his tongue. Arching her back, she opened for him as much as possible, telling him without words to take what he wanted. Give them what they both needed.

As he laved her folds, tongue dipping inside, she started to feel too big for her own skin. Like she was swelling, a balloon becoming more and more full, heat pushing at her from inside out. The feeling began in her sex and washed to her limbs, filtered into her blood, bringing it to a gradual boil. Searing her.

"Oh . . . Oh, Jax."

"You taste so sweet," he whispered. "I'm going to f**k you so hard."

The image his words inspired, his mouth working her into a fever, shattered whatever resistance was left. Her bones melted and she submitted completely, his to do with whatever he wished. She was his. Nothing else mattered.

She needed him as close as possible. Inside her. Please! Fuck me!

Had she shouted out loud? She wasn't certain. Only knew that he was holding her hips now, bringing the head of his c**k to her slit. Nudging her entrance. Her skin was scorching and she needed him.

"Gonna take what's mine," he growled.

Moaning, nearly out of her mind, she pushed backward, and that was all the assent he required. His c**k slid inside, stretching and filling her. So good, so right. He was huge but it didn't hurt, simply made her feel complete as he slid all the way home. His balls nestled against her, springy hair from his groin and thighs sensitizing her to every nuance of him. Of them together, connected as they should be.

Then he began to thrust, spearing deep into her core. Tantalizingly slow at first, letting her feel every inch of him. Then picking up speed, putting some power behind the pumping, his fingers digging into her flesh.

Not just fingers, but claws. Stinging just a bit, but only adding to the wicked pleasure.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was surprised she didn't object to his feral nature coming out during sex, and wasn't afraid. Instead, his barely leashed wolf only turned her on even more, and she was shocked to realize she embraced them both as they f**ked her into oblivion-Jax and his beast.

Beyond that, she couldn't think. Her body was caught in a raging inferno only he could sate. Flesh slapped against flesh as he impaled her repeatedly, driving even harder when she made helpless whimpers. Almost there.

"B-bite me," she begged. The words slipped out of their own volition, a reflection of the need she couldn't acknowledge before. Almost as though she had no choice.

"God, baby. You don't know how much I want that."

Her orgasm exploded and she cried out, convulsing around his cock. He stiffened and followed her over the brink with a shout, pumping her full of cum. Emptying into her with such force, he was plastered to her back for several moments after.

Panting, she floated back to earth, the post-orgasmic haze leaving her boneless. And very unsure where they now stood.

"Why didn't you bite me?" she asked quietly.

Kissing her shoulder, he pulled out and then turned her around, gathering her into his lap. "Because that would have mated us, and you weren't ready."

"How do you know? It felt like I was ready. It was all I needed at the time, so badly I couldn't think straight."

His eyes were a little sad when he replied. "Exactly. You feel so strongly about not giving in just because it's nature, yet you were helpless to the pull of mating while we f**ked. Think about it, baby. If I'd done what you asked in the heat of the moment, you would've hated me for taking advantage."

"No, I wouldn't have."

"You would," he insisted. "Has your opinion changed about mating before love, then?"

She stared at him with a sinking feeling in her gut. "No."

"Then you would've hated the sight of me, and I might never have earned another chance to win your trust."

Oh, God. He's right. Face heating, she looked away and wished she could disappear.

"And there's something else you should know." He paused, obviously reluctant to continue as he took her chin, made her look at him. "If I bite you-hell, if any shifter does-there's a very good chance you could become one of us. You need to decide if you can live with that before we mate. Because if we do, I have to bite you."

Her mouth fell open. Of course there was a chance. Why hadn't she thought of that possibility? She might become like him. A wolf.

"Jax, I-I-" Overwhelmed, she fumbled for a response that wouldn't hurt him more than she had already. "I need time to think."

"Hey, it's okay. I understand, even if my wolf is howling like a banshee and threatening to claw his way right out of my skin, leaving me nothing but an empty husk."

His attempt to joke made her feel worse. "I'm so sorry. I know you're in pain and it's all because of me."

"No, angel," he said softly. "It's nobody's fault. Let's just take this as it comes and we'll be fine."

"You won't be fine." She touched his face. "You're burning up, and it's not just from having hot sex. I'm scared to death about what Dr. Mallory told me could happen to you. Is happening."