“You’re so fucking sexy,” I tell her as I hold myself up with my arms and gaze down at her muscular body. “I love the shape of you. I could stare at you for hours.”
She drags her hands down my chest and over my abs. “You’re so hot,” she says with a whimper.
I want to see her from every angle. I want to see her getting fucked from every position. But more than anything, I want to see those big tits bouncing in front of my face while she rides my pole.
I slide my arms under her and pick her up with a grunt. My cock is lodged deep inside of her and I keep it that way as I carry her off the bed and fall back onto the chair. She’s on top of me now and my hands are free to explore her sweet body as she starts bouncing up and down, riding my thick cock.
I grab her big tits, massaging them and playing with her hard nipples as her pussy slides up and down my dick. Juices leak out like a pipe burst inside her. It covers my balls with its sticky sweetness.
I sit back and enjoy the view, letting her take control and ride me at a speed she’s comfortable with.
But the urge to breed her doesn’t go away. It builds and builds until I lose control with the need to claim her womb. She gasps as I pick her up and bring her back to the bed. This time, I’m not going easy on her. This time, I’m letting her have it.
She cries out and screams my name as I thrust in hard, fucking her pussy relentlessly with my big dick. I slam it into her cunt over and over until she’s throwing her head back and cumming all over me.
I grit my teeth as her pussy clamps down on my shaft, squeezing and pulsing and cumming on a cock for the first time.
It feels so good that it sets me off. I feel the orgasm raging forward in a blaze of heat. With my teeth gritted and my body flexed, I thrust in hard and keep my cock as close to her womb as possible and let go.
“Oh, Jacob!” she screams as I fill her virgin pussy with a hot load of cum.
The intensity kills me. It makes me shaky all over as my seed is transferred to her womb. I pray that it gets there. I want her bred more than anything.
We both collapse on the bed, sweating and trembling and gasping for breath.
Her hand finds mine and she entwines our fingers. We turn and look at each other, shocked and euphoric and knowing that nothing will ever be the same again.
We’re more than mates now. We’re lovers. We’re soul mates. We’re all that matters.
And I don’t know about her, but I’ve never been happier.
Chapter Eight
Jacob
“What do you mean they’re coming here?” Cameron asks with a shocked look on his face. “Burton is coming here?!”
Roman puts his hand up. “What do you mean you found your mate?” he asks, looking confused.
Easton shakes his head as he stares at me. “You’re going to have to back way up, bro.”
I take a deep breath and lean against the counter as my three brothers watch me from the kitchen table. I did kind of burst in like a whirlwind, spouting all kinds of things while they were in the middle of breakfast.
Bailey walks in and jerks her head back when she sees me. “Jacob! What is this I hear about you and the new firefighter attacking Quinton and Grey and then escaping together?”
Roman’s eyes widen. “What?!”
Cameron drops his head into his hands. “Do we have any stronger coffee?”
I pour myself a cup and then sit down at the table with them. I would have loved to have stayed in that hotel with Alyssa until the end of time, but I couldn’t risk being away from the ranch in case Burton and the Lone Wolf Mercenaries showed up. My brothers need my help and I had to warn them.
Alyssa wanted to come, but I refused. It’s too dangerous for her here, so I had to drop her off at her apartment. God, what torture that was.
I tell Bailey and my brothers everything that happened in the past twenty-four hours from hearing about the Lone Wolf Mercenaries from Enzo, to finding my amazing mate, the brawl with the firecunts, and then the escape with Alyssa.
“I beat it out of the two wolf shifters,” I tell them. “They said Dylan Burton is still alive and he’s going to arrive soon.”
“Soon?” Cameron says as he grabs a fistful of his hair. “How soon? I have a pregnant mate upstairs!”
“Two days,” I tell them. “Maybe more. Maybe less. I don’t know how reliable those skeevy wolf shifters were.”
Roman turns to Bailey with a desperate look on his face. “Go pack your bags. You’re going to have to leave town with the girls until this blows over.”
She crosses her arms as she gets red in the face. “I’m not going anywhere!”
“Please,” he begs. “You can’t stay here. These are killers, Bailey.”
“I’ll call my brother,” she says defiantly. “Enzo will come help.”
“That’s still only one more against an army of wolf shifters,” Roman says.
“And a very pissed-off, possibly immortal polar bear shifter,” Easton adds. “I threw that fucker off a cliff!”
“Well, he survived,” I say. “And he wants payback.”
The mood is somber in the room as we all let the news sink in. We all jump when the doorbell rings.
“Geez,” I say, getting up with my heart pounding. “Who is here at this hour?”
Moose leaps up to my side and follows me to the door. I catch a faint whiff of her scent before I see her and my heart beats even harder.
“What are you doing here?” I ask when I open the door
