Jury walked up to him. She stood before him a moment, staring up into his eyes, before her hands reached down and worked at unknotting the towel slung low on his hips.
Koe caught her hands, stilling them. “If you don’t want this, Jury, you need to fucking tell me now, because if we start this, there’ll be no stopping. There’ll be no going back. If we start this, I’m going to mark you, I’m going to fuck you, and I’m going to claim you.”
Her answer was to melt into him, but Koe wasn’t having it. Although he wanted nothing more than to throw her down to bury himself between her thighs until neither of them could breathe, he wasn’t doing this without confirmation that she understood what this meant.
“Answer me,” he growled, hands going to her hips as he pulled her body closer to his, gaze sharpening on her mouth beforelifting and locking with her eyes. Fuck, she was beautiful. He wondered if she knew that she was the most exquisite creature to walk the Earth. “I need the words, baby.”
***
Jury hesitated. Not because she wasn’t sure, but because making Koe wait made her feel powerful. She was torturing him and herself in the process. As the moments ticked by, she felt the sexual tension heightening. One word from her and she’d own him, and she wanted that more than she’d ever wanted anything. Still, some small masochistic part of her enjoyed his torment. Inflicting this erotic anticipation on him was heightening her own. Heart hammering in her chest, stomach tight with expectancy, her pussy was already slick and ready. She wanted this. She wanted him! And even better, he wanted her. And it was the most addictive feeling in the world to be wanted by the Alpha. Unable to hold back any longer, Jury’s voice was husky with need when she ordered, “Mark me.Fuckme. Claim me. I’m yours, Koe. All yours.”
It was as if her words shattered a magic spell that had been holding him back, because in a blink, Koe was all over her. Mouth crashing down on hers, he devoured her as his hands tore at her clothing. In a flash, her clothes were pooled on the ground at their feet, his towel with them, then he was pushing her naked body back onto the bed and crawling over her body. Instinctively, Jury parted her legs, giving him space to settle on top of her. His body was warm, the planes of his muscles firm beneath his soft skin. His mouth was on hers, kissing her with an urgency that she felt too. His cock hung heavy between his legs, probing her entrance, but Koe made no move to take her. So, Jury took matters into her own hands. Planting one foot and hooking the other over the back of Koe’s legs, she angled her hips up and lifted, taking the full length of him inside her.
“Shhhhhit!” Koe broke their kiss to pant, “I’m trying to take it slow, baby.”
Mouth lowering to nip at his neck, she argued, “I don’t want slow. I want you.”
In response to the ask, Koe dipped his dick in and out of her slowly, his hips moving just enough to claim her but taking his time. She could tell he was holding back, as if savoring their first time. One of his hands gripped her ass, while the other wrapped around her breast and guided her pink nipple to his mouth, where he suckled before pulling back to pant, “I’m trying so fucking hard not to come inside you right now.” As if in proof, she felt his cock spasm inside of her, causing her pussy to clench hard around him. The action evoked a snarled “Holy shit!” And then he was moving. No more holding back, no more taking it slow. Strong arm sliding behind her knee, he hooked her leg and lifted it higher, opening her to him fully as he powered into her, their bodies slapping with the power of their lovemaking. Mouth leaving her breast, Koe braced on his arm, fucking her hard, and Jury smiled. Hair mussed, face flushed, Koe’s expression was all determination and hunger. He was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.
“Deeper!” she begged, and instantly, he lowered to hike up her other leg. Eyes locked on hers, Koe fucked her harder and faster. He was impossibly deep and stretching her to her limits. Itwas exquisite, and too long and in the making, and too much. Jury came hard, cried out his name, “Koe!” Her nails bit into his shoulders, and she could feel him jerk inside of her before he lowered down, bit her neck, and detonated inside of her. The warm jets of his release drew out her orgasm, sending her toppling over and over, body seizing as her pussy milked him.
They came down together, but Koe stayed swollen and locked inside of her. They’d repeat the sex through the night in proper mating fashion, but for now, Koe seemed content to just hold Jury, rolling and until she rested on top of him.
Holding up his hand, he grinned when Jury laced her fingers with his. Turning their hands, he kissed the back of hers before clearing his throat. “So, I didn’t get to ask you my question.”
Jury tensed.“Oh.I assumed…”
Koe cut her off. “Stop. I don’t like the scent of your uncertainty. And yes, you assumed right, but as a man, I am going to ask. Jury…” He pulled his head to the side so he could look her in the eyes. “Will you be my mate and my wife. You’re alreadymy everything, and your answer is just a technicality because I’ve already claimed you, and even if you say no, I’m gonna chase you to the ends of the Earth until you change your mind, but…” He breathed in slowly, releasing her hand and rolling them until she was on her back again and he was on top of her, her thighs cradling him while his arms bracketed her head as he stared down at her. “I want you to know that this, thatwe, are your decision. You hold all the power. And if you say yes, know that I’m not taking a mate. I’m giving myself to one. There isn’t an ounce of me that wants you to feel pressured or forced or uncertain. And yeah, I’ve already marked and claimed you, but I’ll hold myself back if you're still not ready. I’d wait until the end of my days for you, Jury.”
Gratitude and love flooded her as her eyes welled. “Of course, I want you,” she breathed, pulling him down to kiss him. “You’re all I’ve ever dreamed of and more than I’ve ever hoped for.”
“Nah,” he shook his head, sober as he stared down at her. “You’re the dream, Jury. You’re the hope.Myhope.”
Jury’s watery grin slipped, and it had Koe frowning hard. “What? What’s wrong?”
“I’m almost afraid to believe this,” she murmured tremulously. “You feel too good to be true.”
“You deserve good things, baby, and I’m going to make sure you get them. Now tell me?” he grinned, “You wanna do a double ceremony with Narae and Daemon, or do you want a day all to us? I’m good either way, it’s all up to you.”
“You’d do that? You’d share the day with my sister?”
He nuzzled her neck. “I’d break my own damn arm if you asked me to. Now tell me what you want!”
Jury giggled and shrugged her shoulders up high, then shrieked a delighted sound when he snarled at her ear, pretending to devour her. “Okay, okay,” she acquiesced. “Can it be just us?”
“Absolutely,” he beamed.
“Okay, good. That’s out of the way.” She rolled her hips, evoking a moan from him as his eyes fluttered closed. “Now less talking and more fucking.”
“God, I fucking love you.” Koe gripped the back of her neck and lowered his lips to hers, pulling back just a fraction to breathe against her lips. “I love you, Jury Warmont.” And then his hips started moving.
Chapter 37
Narae slid reluctantly into consciousness and was instantly greeted by the dull throb of pain. Sucking in a breath, she grimaced and forced her eyes open. She was on a bed in a medical room. Daemon was standing in the corner, arms folded across his chest, feet splayed, and glaring at her.
“H-hi,” she stammered, uncertainty swamping her. Breathing slow and steady, she took stock of herself. She remembered fighting Lionel. She remembered going wolf-shit crazy and losing herself in the ferality of her beast. It felt good. It felt damn good! And she’d been winning. She was besting Lionel before he’d stabbed her.
Chicken shit prick!
