I enjoyed the games we played, the pleasure and pain, the way Jax drew things out, but I didn’t want to linger now. I wanted to feel his cock driving into me as his fangs sank into my neck, marking me as his. The need to be his mate seemed to be building until I thought it would swallow me whole. “Please don’t make me wait, Sir.”
“So impatient.”
I groaned. “Can’t you feel how much I need you?”
Jax kept working himself, smearing the precum over his cockhead with his thumb. “Are you going to listen to me and do what I tell you?”
He wanted obedience from me, so I would give it. “Yes, Sir. I promise to do as you ask.”
“Good.” He lowered himself to the blanket, and I resisted the urge to reach out and assist him. “Since you’ve made it very clear you don’t want me to risk straining my leg, I’m going to let you do the work, but I’ll tell you exactly what to do. You’ll get to ride my cock, but only as fast or slow as I tell you. First though, I want to watch you stretch yourself, and I have something else for you to play with.”
I fluttered my lashes at him. “Will you tell me what it is, please, Sir?”
“You wouldn’t fool anyone with that innocent act.”
I laughed. “It makes you smile though.”
“It does. Grab the bag and look inside.”
I did as he said. There was a sizable dildo inside. “You want to watch me fuck myself with it?”
“Yes. And then I’m going to fuck you with it and my cock.”
I glanced between the dildo and Jax’s thick shaft and lost the ability to breathe at the thought of how taking them both would make my ass ache. “Wow.”
Jax grinned. “You love having your ass stretched, so I’m going to give you more of what you enjoy.”
“Yes, please.”
When he laid on his back and stretched, showing off his muscles for me, I grabbed the lube and the dildo and laid them beside him.
“Straddle my thighs facing away from me so I can watch as you open yourself with your fingers and then with the toy I brought you.”
I positioned myself as he’d said, squirted lube on the fingers of one hand, and used the other to spread my ass and give him a better view. I sucked in my breath as I teased my rim and worked first one finger and then another inside me.
Jax groaned, and I began moving up and down, fucking myself on my fingers. From the sound of his labored breathing, I was giving him a good show.
“Use the dildo now. I want to see your hole stretched around it.”
That was a command I could obey easily. I slicked up the rubber cock and teased my rim with it before beginning to push it slowly into me.
“Fuck that’s good,” I groaned as I pushed the dildo deeper. It burned, but I didn’t stop. I knew Jax wanted to watch my ass swallow the full length. When it was all the way in and the flange pressed against my body, I was overloaded with sensation. Could I really take this and Jax’s cock in me?
“Fuck yourself with it,” Jax ordered as he gripped my ass cheeks, pulling them apart to give himself a better view. “I want to watch you take it while you think about my cock stretching you alongside it.”
I looked over my shoulder at him as I slid the dildo out and began working it in again. “Goddess, that’s going to hurt.”
He smiled. “I know, but you’re such an eager slut you’ll take it anyway.”
I pushed the dildo in again, moaning as it filled me. I loved it so much when Jax called me a slut. “I will take. I need it. Need you to wreck my ass.”
Jax growled and put his hand over mine on the dildo’s flange. He tugged, pulling it from my ass, and then forced it into me hard and fast. I gasped as I fought to accommodate it.
“Do it like that,” he ordered. “Hard and rough. Fuck yourself like you want me to fuck you.”
I obeyed, whining and whimpering as I shoved the dildo in and then pulled it out slowly, relishing the slide of it against my channel.
Jax growled. “Just like that. Imagine me inside you too, stretching you beyond what you think you can take. You’ll beg me for more, even though you think it’s going to split you in two, because you want me to own you. You want me to treat you like the slut you are.”
“Fuck, yes!” I was close. Much more of his dirty talk combined with the dildo dragging over my prostate, and I was going to come. I slowed down my strokes, but Jax snarled at me.
“Don’t stop,”
“But I—” He slapped my ass, causing me to jerk and sink down hard on the dildo.
“Keep going, and do not come.”
I wanted to protest. To tell him I couldn’t hold back much longer. His scent seemed to surround me. I could feel his wolf, and I could so easily imagine fur brushing against my thighs as I straddled him instead of just his human hair. “Please, I… can’t.”
He spanked me again. “You can hold out because I want you to, and you want to please me.”
I did want to please him, and if I could, I’d get his cock inside me and his fangs in my neck. I used my free hand to circle the base of my shaft, squeezing hard enough to make me wince as I kept working the dildo in and out. After what seemed like ages, Jax grabbed my wrist again, stilling my hand. “Are you ready for more?”
“Yes, please. I want to know what it feels like to be stretched wide, pushed to the limit.”
He tugged on my wrist until I pulled the dildo all the way out. “Turn around. As fun as it is to watch your hole stretch, I want to see your face when you’re stuffed full of two cocks.”
My movements were clumsy because my legs shook from holding me up and from the anticipation of being claimed by my mate. But I managed to turn around and ready myself to sink down onto Jax’s cock. When our eyes met, he brushed the sweaty curls from my forehead. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect mate.”
Warmth filled my chest. This amazing man loved me. Not only that, he thought he was lucky to have me. But I was the lucky one. I’d found a man willing to give me what I craved, a man who respected my desires but also protected me, a man who was willing to tell me when I was wrong but also praise me when I was right. Jax held my gaze as he reached behind me and teased my rim. I bit my lip to hold in a whimper and pushed back, trying to take his fingers inside me.
“Stay still,” he ordered. “I’m controlling this. I’ll tell you when you get to have something else in that hungry ass of yours.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He growled, and I was sure he knew how badly I wanted to disobey. I wanted to take his cock in my hand and force myself down so I could be full again. I wanted to ride him until he shot his load deep inside me. But I would wait because I also wanted to be good for him.
He picked up the dildo from where I’d laid it on the blanket. At first, he just teased my hole with the tip while he used his other hand to encourage me to spread my legs wider and sink lower. I sucked in my breath when I felt the tip of his cock brush me too. He continued to tease me with the toy and his own warm flesh.
“Do you know what to do if this is too much for you?” Jax asked.
“I’ll use my safeword, but please don’t make me wait anymore. I need this. I need to know how it feels.”
He tightened his grip on my hip. “I’ll give it to you when I’m ready.”
I whimpered, hoping he saw the desperation in my eyes. I’d leaned forward to support myself on my arms, but they were shaking so much, they weren’t much use. The anticipation was too much. I was sure I’d go insane from it if he didn’t fuck me soon.
Finally, he pushed the tip of the dildo inside me and then pressed his cock in next to it. I bit my lip to keep from protesting. Just that little bit was enough to make me certain both shafts were not going to fit inside me.
“Sink down, slowly,” Jax said. “You need to be careful. You shouldn’t stretch yourself too fast.”
I held my breath as I lowered myself. It hurt like hell. Jax was right. I liked having my ass fi
lled, but this was so much, too much. I’d only taken an inch or so, and I was panting, tense and uncertain.
Jax squeezed my hip, and his touch helped anchor me. “You can do this, baby. You can take it all. I know you can. Just go slow and remember to breathe.”
I whimpered. “It hurts, but I want it. I want to do this for you.”
“I know. You’re such a good boy. You’ll let me stuff your ass full no matter how hard it is to take.”
“Yes, I will. I’m yours. Your slut.”
“That’s right. Take some more, little slut.” I lowered myself a tiny bit more before pausing to catch my breath. A few seconds later, I took another inch or so.
“That’s good, baby. Give me a little more. You don’t have to take it all, not like you would if there was just one cock inside you.”
“I… I want… I want to please you.”
“You are, baby. You’re perfect.”
I was starting to adjust to the fullness. I lowered myself a little bit more. I still felt stretched to the limit, but there was no longer just pain. There was pleasure too.
“That’s enough,” Jax said. “I want you to fuck yourself now. Ride both these cocks. Enjoy how stretched you are, how open for me. Bring yourself right to the edge again, but don’t come.”
I rose off Jax and the dildo and then slowly sank back down, taking just a little more than I had at first. I had to move more slowly than I would if only Jax were inside me, but eventually, Jax began fucking into me, and it felt so fucking good to know I could take it. I needed it. I needed to be used, to be fucked, to be allowed to be the cockslut I was.
“So good, Jax. Just what I need. So close… Want to come.”
A few seconds later, when I was right on the edge, sure I would spill my seed any second, Jax pulled the dildo out and dropped it on the blanket.
“Take all of me now. Hard and rough, just like you like it.”
“Yes,” I cried. “Fuck, yes. I want to be yours. Please. Bite me.” I worked myself on his cock, tilting my hips so that he dragged over my prostate every time I rose off him. It felt glorious. The extra stretch had been incredible, but all I really needed was Jax—inside me, underneath me, his sent surrounding me. I fought the urge to come, but it was too much. I was overstimulated by his scent, by my need to bond with him. My wolf was snarling to be free. “Can’t… Can’t wait anymore.”
He wrapped a clawed hand around the back of my neck and yanked me toward him as his teeth extended into fangs. “No more waiting. Come for me while I make you mine.”
I turned my head to the side. Jax nuzzled me, his beard tickling my neck. Then, a moment later, his fangs pierced me. I screamed as pain and pleasure spiraled through me, sending me over the edge. My hips pumped as cum shot from my cock, making a sticky mess between us.
Jax’s knot was starting to swell. It was my turn now. I bit him as he had me and I felt his cock jerk inside me. He was mine. My mate, and everyone would know it. The mate bond fully formed between us, and I felt Jax’s pleasure as his climax crested. The intensity was enough to make me come again. As I cried out, the world darkened and then faded away.
When I came to consciousness again, Jax was licking at the wound he’d made on my neck. Once I shifted to my wolf form, it would be healed, but it would leave behind a mark that would let everyone know I’d found my fated mate. Jax would have a matching mark showing he was as owned as I was.
My wolf was anxious to be free, but my brain was so filled with fog I struggled to form words. “Need to shift. My wolf… I need.”
Jax lifted me off him, and I rolled to the side. We both transformed, and our wolves nuzzled, licked, and nipped at each other before rolling over and over, tumbling and playing. I wanted to run, but I knew Jax’s leg wasn’t ready for that, so after our wolves had exerted themselves as much as I thought was good for him, we curled up together, snouts on top of each other’s backs, and slept in a little patch of sunlight. No one could dispute that we were mates now. We were bound together, and whatever happened from here on out, we would stay together.
21
Jax
When I woke the next morning, Storm was already up and dressed in one of his power suits.
“What time is it?”
“Almost nine.”
“Seriously? I slept that late?”
“You are recovering from a major injury.”
I remembered everything the previous day had entailed. “And from mating you.”
Storm grinned. “That too. How’s your leg feeling?”
I flexed it and rotated my ankle slowly. Shifting again had been good for it, and I’d already been able to put more weight on it as we’d returned to the house the day before. If I shifted again today, I’d likely be able to walk on it normally.
“It’s fine. Better than yesterday. Are you heading into work?” I assumed he must be since he was dressed for it.
“No, I’m getting ready to tell King and Garrett about what Trent’s been up to.”
That was not the way I’d planned to start my day. “Why now?”
“When I woke up, I had a message from Corbin. There’s another party tonight, so we’ve got to move quickly. I’ve called all my brothers, and they’ll be ready to listen to my plan in an hour. I was going to wake you soon.”
“Do I get to hear your plan first?”
Storm took a long, slow breath.
“I’m not going to like this, am I?” I asked.
“Possibly not, but I have thought it through. I’m not just rushing into danger to prove I’m as brave as my older brothers. I want to be an active part of this though. And you’ll be there with me. I’m going to put measures in place to protect me and Corbin as well as you and Bryce.”
“Will you listen to my suggestions and trust me if I say we need to rethink part of the plan?”
Storm considered that. “As long as your suggestions aren’t that I stay home and let the bigger, stronger wolves take care of things.”
“I want you to have a role in this. You deserve that.”
Storm sat next to me on the bed and kissed me gently. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, my mate.”
He kissed me again, not so gently this time. When we could bear to pull apart, he told me his plan. He was right. It was well thought out, and based on the crash course I’d had in shifter politics over the last few months, I thought it had a good chance of working. “I’m impressed.”
Storm’s smile made my heart flutter. “I told you I could do this.”
“I never thought you weren’t smart enough, cunning enough, brave enough, or anything else that would prevent you from planning this. I only ever thought you let emotion take over when you need to stop and think.”
“I do. Mainly because jumping in headfirst was the only way I got to do anything when I was younger. Otherwise, my brothers would refuse to listen to me.”
“This time, you’re going to tell your brothers exactly what you have planned, and then you’re going to do it.”
“And you’re going to back me up?”
I laid a hand on his shoulder. “You’re my mate, and I’m here for you. I’ll always have your back. I support you in this. Yes, it’s dangerous. But I know how unhappy you would be if I tried to keep you locked up here. If you tried to go into this without me, I’d be hurt and angry. But you’ve thought this through well.”
He put his hand over mine. “I learned my lesson about that.”
“And now you’re thinking about your safety and Corbin’s.”
“And yours.”
“And mine.” I pulled him in for one more kiss before I went to shower, and Storm called for food to be sent to our room so we could be well-fed when we faced his family.
As we walked downstairs to talk to Storm’s brothers, I felt warmth coming through the bond as well as determination. Just before we entered the room, I laid a hand on Storm’s back. “I believe in you.”
He glanced over his shoul
der, and the smile he gave me helped me stay calm as we opened the door and all four of his brothers stared at us.
Shadow was actually in human form for the meeting. From what Storm had told me about their talk before they’d met with Corbin, it sounded like Shadow would support Storm’s plan completely. Bryce might question Storm’s role in what he’d planned, but I didn’t think he’d forbid it. King’s expression told me he was prepared to dislike what he heard, but Emerson was sitting next to King and smiling at Storm. Perhaps he would be a good influence on King. Garrett’s expression was perfectly blank, letting me know there was likely a riot of emotion he was covering. I could tell how tense he was from the way he held himself and from the lines around his mouth, but I couldn’t be sure how much of his tension had to do with Storm’s announcement. Apparently, it was still unclear to Storm how Garrett had known as much as he had about Aidan’s plans for a Crown family coup.
“What exactly is this about?” Garrett asked. “I have about a hundred things on my plate for this morning.”
“This is about the fact that Trent has been coercing some of our escorts into working for him at private parties at Lucky’s, keeping all the money for himself, and, as far as we can tell, Bernice knows nothing about it.”
King growled, and Garrett, for once, actually looked surprised.
“I told you we should’ve gotten rid of Trent months ago,” Bryce said.
“And I told you that would fuck everything up with the bears,” King snarled. “But I thought someone”—he looked pointedly at Garrett—“was keeping a closer eye on him.”
Garrett actually looked contrite, something I’d never seen before. From the shock I felt rolling off Storm, I guessed he’d rarely seen it either.
“I thought I had things covered there,” Garrett said, his voice soft. “I suspected Trent was skimming a percentage of the profits, maybe even encouraging the escorts to work extra hours and keeping that work off the books, but I had no idea about any of this. Forgive me.”
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