“Love it,” she purrs.
I reluctantly pull out of her and hold my fingers to her mouth. She opens obediently and sucks at them, whining. I rock against her, grinding my cock and balls into her wet pussy as I watch obsessively as she devours my fingers.
“More,” she sobs and continues suckling.
“You look so good right now, and you feel better. I’m going to fuck you, hard and fast. Knot you and bond you. You’re going to be mine forever.”
She cries out, tossing her head as I pull my fingers free of her mouth and line my cock up, pushing it in in one smooth move. She inhales, her cry choking off, and slams her mouth to mine.
I fuck her hard and fast.
Pinning her against the wall, my mouth at her throat, sucking on the spot I’m going to bite, preparing and teasing it. My scent, the sage, lemon, and browned butter mixes with her azaleas, cold winter air, and rain. The combination is heady, but when I smell my alphas, I go feral.
She screams when I knot her, begging me for more. Words that lost shape and became blended versions of what she means, but I’m beyond words, beyond thought.
I need this. My teeth sink into that spot, she sobs, pulling me closer, her pussy fluttering and clenching around me. I pull away, blood in my mouth, but when her teeth find my skin and that half-formed bond blooms into life, exploding my world and bringing her into it, I come so hard that I have to lean against her and the wall to keep us upright.
“Love you, I love you, I love you,” I say to her over and over.
She clutches at me, weeping softly. “It’s so beautiful. I can feel you in me. I can feel how you feel about me. Fox, I love you, too.”
I kiss her and then lift her and stagger us to the couch. Half an hour later, I feel the moment she bonds with Sebastian. He holds her in his arms, and Katsu and I give them their space to express their emotions.
Two hours after that, Katsu bonds her, and our pack bonds are complete.
We celebrate by withdrawing to the nest with Timtams and a bottle of white wine that Katsu has been keeping for a rainy day.
We’re a messy tangle of limbs and happiness.
“Are you going to put that in the next Lynn Marino book?” Sebastian asks.
She hesitates.
“I’d love to draw that scene of Fox fucking you against the wall, it was hot.”
I blink and try to imagine it, but I can’t.
“We’ll need to practice,” Katsu says evenly. “Lots of practice.”
I whip my head towards Katsu and watch him with something akin to awe. “I can do that.”
Sebastian growls and rolls on me. “There are lots of scenes we need to practice.”
Cordelia gets up, her cute ass jiggling as she wanders out of the nest.
“Where are you going?” I protest.
“To get a pen and paper, I want to make notes. I’ve been thinking about the title of book five.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Pack Sweet Pack.”
I stroke Sebastian’s back as I watch her. “I think that sounds perfect.”
She smiles, and the world shifts, just like it did the first time I saw her. Our story has yet to be written, but I can’t wait to live every word.
Chapter 36
