Am I willing to bet my mate’s life on it though?
Frowning, I ignore the annoyed squawks and smacks at my side and drag my mate into the kitchen with me, rummaging around until I find the silverware and a few canned goods. I make quick work of balancing all of them on the teetering pile bracing the door, instincts settling a titch at the sight.
If someone breaks in, I’ll have enough time to protect her. They won’t be able to catch us off guard again. Won’t be able to take her.
“Should we knock him out and get her out of here?” one of the other males suggests, and I clutch her tighter to my chest, my furious snarl shuttingthatstupid idea down quickly.
The white haired one and demon with the scarred face tense, squaring up like they’re preparing to launch an attack. To steal my mate from me.
Over their dead fucking bodies.
“Maybe if Bellamy borrows his wolf, it might be enough to snap him out of it,” my mate suggests, and I’m drawn to her sweet voice, nuzzling the side of her face.
The mage shoots her down. “It’s not solely the wolf, it’s his own instincts, ingrained in Ledger’s DNA. This level of possessiveness is always there, even if he can’t shift. And for all we know, it’d just send Bellamy into a rut too if he tried. But he’d be stuck as a wolf humping the furniture.”
Leaning against the wall with his arms crossed like he couldn’t care less about what’s happening, the demon flippantlysuggests, “So I take her out of here until he calms down. He’ll burn himself out eventually.”
My eye twitches, and I’m lunging for him before I really even register it, wrapping a hand around his neck and squeezing. “Touch her and I’ll tear your throat out.”
The demon raises an unamused eyebrow, pressing a knife firmly against my wrist. “Try it and lose the hand. Ever may think your alpha bullshit is a turn on, but it doesn’t do it for me. Sorry.”
A sweet voice interjects, getting everyone to stand down. “I’m… okay with it. Ledger isn’t going to hurt me. Heck, it might even calm him down more if you guys were to leave-”
“Not just no, buthellno,” the tattooed one interrupts with a scowl.
The mage sheepishly rubs the back of his neck, avoiding her gaze. “You want to ride out his rut with him, that’s your choice, but somebody needs to stand guard in case he goes too far and hurts you, or you change your mind at any point.”
All of the men share a loaded look.
“I’m sure as hell not leaving,” the mimic bites out. “I’m the only one that can strip his powers if he starts hulking out.”
The one with auburn hair argues, “You’re underestimating how much bonding Ever leveled up my abilities, not to mention I’ve got the best shot of getting through to him next to her. He won’t see me as much of a threat since we’ve lived together for years and he already sees me as pack.”
They all look at the aloof demon who snorts. “It’s cute you think me leaving was even an option.”
I’m over this. Too much talking.
Baring my teeth, I debate the merits of killing them. A small voice in the back of my mind nags at me that I don’t need to; I just need them to shut the fuck up.
My mate places a hand on my arm, gently guiding me towards a doorway. “They aren’t going to take me away from you.”
A low growl immediately starts up in my chest at her words, and she runs a hand up to hover over my heart. “They’reallgoing to stay to watch your back so the only thing you have to worry about is me. They’ll watch the door; protect us while you claim me. That’s what you want, right? To finish cementing the bond and drown me in your scent so everybody knows I’m yours?”
Oh. Oh Ilikethat idea.
My wolf is practically feral for it.
From one beat to the next, I have her thrown down on the bed, grab the collar of her shirt, andrip.Finally, blessedly, she’s bare beneath me.
Her indignant protest is cut off the moment I shove my tongue between her legs. With every swipe of my tongue, her thighs fall further open, spread wide on the bed for me like an offering. I don’t even hesitate.
Idevour.
Nothing, and I meannothingtastes better than your mate’s arousal. If I thought I was mad before, I was a fool. As soon as her taste hits my tongue, I lose the ability to think about anything beyond my desperate need formore.
Once she’s a sopping wet, begging mess writhing beneath me, I shuck my pants and line myself up at her entrance, running the head of my cock between her legs twice and reveling in her every twitch as I tease her clit. Unable to hold back, I thrust in shallow strokes, driving deeper with every snap of my hips.
As she cries out, the other males in the room take a collective step forward, and I snarl a warning.
