Page 69 of Cuffed By the Wolf

Apain shoots through my stomach so great, I sit straight up. The other injuries I suffered from the car accident pale in comparison.

It strikes again, this time drawing a whine from me.

I glance down the hallway toward the bedroom, then shift my eyes to the staircase. He’d pushed himself hard last night, cracking down on Carson and Jenny. Bruises mottled his face and neck, and blood seeped through the white bandage wrapped around his arm. He promised to explain everything once he woke up. The exhaustion etched on his features was clear. After all he’d done to protect me, I whispered good night. I want him to sleep in. I’ll try to manage the first part of my heat on my own.

A smile curls my lips at the thought of my nest. As I move to the stairs, another pain strikes my belly. A moan falls from my lips uncontrollably. I can’t wake him. I do my best to tiptoe up the stairs. Another pain hits me and I groan because the pain is unbearable.

“Need knot,” I whisper as I move up the steps. My slick pours from me, drenching my bed shorts and the stairs. I want to clean up my mess, but the heat is too strong.

It’s so bad, I claw at the carpet on all fours to get to the bed in my nest. I instantly curl into the blankets, covering myself in the soft material. I begin to calm. A smile lifts my lips at the joy of having my own nest.

Then the pain hits again. The soft, pretty blankets are good, but not enough to tame my heat. I need my alpha. Tossing off the blankets, I lay down flat and rub my clit, riding out orgasm after orgasm. Then his scent hit me. Stronger now. Forest floor, heavy, evoking damp earth. The chocolate is bitter and dark, making me rub my clit harder. I want him so badly. Our eyes lock and his toasted sugar scent smells so good, I want to lick him all over. I call out to my fated mate. He wastes no time eating my pussy, bringing the best orgasm out of me. He drinks my slick like it’s a fucking caramel shake.

My fated mate is perfect for me. He makes me feel safe. I screamed in horror last night when the wolf almost attacked me, but the way my alpha took him down had love blooming in my chest.

“I love you, Gavin,” I admit, pulling him up my body.

He gives both my breasts attention, sucking each of my taut nipples into his mouth. I reach between us, stroking his long, thick dick. Needing him now.

With his hands braced on either side of my head, he holds my gaze. “I will claim my fated mate. And you will have my pups.”

I grab his neck and crush his lips with hunger and desire. “Claim me, alpha.”

He thrusts into my entrance, easing some of the ache. “Stroke faster, Gavin.”

Our heads move side to side as we kiss like the world is on fire.

Taking a breath, he says, “I love you, little omega.”

I kiss him again as another ache curls in my stomach. “Need knot, alpha,” I whine as I lick his skin that tastes like burnt sugar. So yummy.

“Get ready to take my knot, Sasha.”

He pulls me with him into a sitting position at the top of the bed. My legs curl around his waist, my fingers gripping his broad shoulders as he bounces me up and down on his dick.

“I’m coming, Gavin,” I yell.

The smile that takes his lips is mischievous. “You’re going to take my knot and my cum. Soon you’ll be pregnant with my pups,” he announces again.

I think he wants it to sink into my brain.

But my pheromones are in control. “Pups,” I repeat drunkenly as his scent becomes more intense with his dominance.

My braids are all over the place now. He grips them and exposes my neck. Still thrusting inside me, another orgasm washes over me.

I sink down on his length and his knot locks inside me. Pleasure, love, and peace are what I feel while we’re joined together.

His face half shifts into his beast. Gavin’s elongated mouth and teeth are on full display before he sinks his teeth into me. A possessive growl escapes him. Once he releases my neck, I sink my teeth into the side of his neck, and immediately I feel our connection through the bond. The love this wolf shifter has for me instantly calms me. I release his neck and peer at him as his face shifts back.

“You’re my fated mate forever, Gavin Drake.”

“And you are mine, little omega. I hope you can sense how far I’d go to protect you.”

I see it now, live and in color — everything he’d done to keep me safe.

I’m so lucky to have Sheriff Gavin Drake as my scent match and fated mate.

We stay locked together for what feels like fifteen minutes. His purring keeps me relaxed.