Page 194 of The Pack's Pajamas


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“Alpha,” I moan. “Please.”

I spread my legs wider, hoping to entice him, but he just cups my cheek.

“I love you,” he says, his eyes warm.

I lose all patience.

I’m going to die if he doesn’t knot me,now.

I reach for his shoulders and pull him down on top of me, kissing him. I lick up his smoke and woodsy scent, drowning in his taste.

The mating bond from Rowan and Ryland thrums in my chest, aching for its missing piece.

When Travis finally pushes inside me, it’s not like how it was earlier on the couch.

He takes his time, even though I’m so wet with slick and cum that he could slam into me if he wanted.

Instead, Travis goes slow, pressing gentle kisses to my throat.

I close my eyes and hum in pleasure, overwhelmed with emotion.

I lift my hips to meet his gentle thrusts, and he rocks his hips into me, making me whimper.

“I love you,” I breathe against his lips. “Iloveyou.”

Rowan and Ryland stay on the bed, watching their pack leader gently claim me.

Gradually, Travis increases his pace until his cock is pressing that sensitive spot deep inside my cunt.

“I…I…” I can’t find the words to tell him everything I feel.

“Come for me,” he whispers in my ear, “and then I’ll make you mine.”

His words have the desired effect.

My release builds slowly until it reaches a dramatic rush of pleasure. I can’t keep my eyes open anymore; I have to tilt my head back and sob while Travis moves his mouth to my mating gland.

When he bites, tears stream down my cheeks.

His essence ties with mine, completing my mating bond to the pack.

I weep through my next orgasm; overcome with an intense joy I didn’t know I could experience.

Travis growls into my skin as he comes, his cock inflating and stuffing me. When he finally moves his mouth from my neck it’s to kiss away my tears.

“I love you,” he says, pressing his forehead to mine. “I’ve loved you for a very long time.”

And as his cock fully inflates, locking himself inside of me, my newly formed mating bond hums with delight.

I’m not alone anymore.

I have my pack.

The Heat is wild,to say the least.

I wake up to a clean, warm nest and an even cleaner body. The Alphas took the time to make sure I wasn’t left to sleep in my own fluids.

Ryland is there when I wake up, lounging next to me. He’s clothed again, much to my chagrin, but he holds out a plate when I sit up.