Free Bride to the Alpha (The Wolf's Pet Book Two) by Aubrey Rose

I cried out incoherent gasps of pleasure. He was mine. Mine. Mine—
    “ Ahhh! ”
    Alekk felt it too. If I hadn’t been sure of it, I knew it then. He fell on top of me, his mouth tearing kiss after kiss from my lips. As he kissed me, he thrust harder and harder, working his swollen cock deep inside of me. It would never be deep enough. I wanted him to take me apart, to rip me to pieces and undo me.
    I arched against him and he went wild, jackhammering his cock over and over again. Our bodies crashed together in desperate need, and our moans rose in the small tent. His hands were all over my body and I was gripping the pelts for dear life as he slammed into me, eyes wilder than a wolf’s.
    The waves of my first orgasm had not receded yet before I felt his cock stretching me and felt his need pulsing through me as though it were my own. I focused my attention on his sensation, on the building pressure that was coming closer and closer with every rocking thrust of his. His breath came in thick pants, and I kissed his throat, licking the salt off of his skin. He growled and pinned me back at the hip.
    “Alekk,” I moaned.
    The pressure was too much. I felt the orgasm come through him, and it passed from his body to mine, shuddering me again and again in impossibly high waves of pleasure. Inside of my core I felt a burst of heat, and then the thrills of his orgasm made me spasm, my body tight around his shaft, milking him for every drop of what he had left. It was a white burst of pleasure through my nerves that left me trembling.
    Alekk pressed a soft kiss on my forehead. His arms were shaky, and when he lay on top of me, I pulled him close. I wanted the pressure of his body on mine. We were one. He was mine, and I—I was completely his.
    My head snapped up. I heard footsteps coming. Before he could say a word, I had pulled my wolf away, back deep into myself.
    As a human, I couldn’t hear anything.
    “It’s alright,” Alekk said. His heart was racing. I could feel the hard thuds against his chest. But the footsteps must have been far away.
    “It’s alright, Kinaya” he repeated, and rolled over, pulling me into his embrace. I let myself curl against his chest, but I felt an emptiness now. Without my wolf side, I did not know his emotions. I could not sense the other side of him, not like I had been able to sense him when we were making love.
    I wanted to ask him then if he had felt the Calling. If he was as bound to me as I was to him. But I couldn’t make myself say the words. If I had been able to shift, we would have been able to speak without words. Now, though, all I could do was press myself against him for warmth.
    He pulled a furred pelt up over our bodies and turned down the lantern so that it was dark. Already I could sense him drawing away from me. He wasn’t the Alekk I had been with a moment ago. He was farther away. Distant. And yet from his gentle touches, I thought that he might feel the same way about me. I reached out and touched him at the neck, my fingers feeling the raised seam of his scar in the darkness.
    We lay there under the pelt for a few minutes before he spoke. I was already half-asleep when he whispered my name.
    “Kinaya?”
    “Yes?” I couldn’t see him in the darkness, but I knew that his eyes were open. I nestled against his warm, strong body.
    “You asked me if I would stop them. My soldiers. If I would make peace for you.”
    My heart swelled, pressing against my ribcage as I waited for him to continue. Then three words—only three words, but they were better than any other three he could have given me.
    “I will try,” Alekk said.
    “Thank you,” I murmured. And that night I slept without any dreams at all.

Chapter Eleven
    I woke up to the sound of a growl.
    “Blaise!”
    I sat up quickly. Alekk was half-kneeling. Blaise had a wolfbone blade at his throat.
    “Don’t move,” my brother warned.
    “Blaise, stop,” I said, speaking slowly. I felt as though I was