I nodded frantically, my hands slapping down on his shoulders and digging in as he pressed down, rocking deeper with small movements that were hard to discern amongst the terrible feeling of stretch.
“Jasper…” I whined. “Too big… Can’t…”
“Of course, you can,” he replied, slow and gentle. “You’re made to take us, so take your mate.”
My eyes flicked wide, boring into his the whole time as I felt it again. I was stretching to fit him, making space for him in my body, but somehow it felt so much rawer.
“Jasper…”
That was meant to come out as a cry, of need, of fear, but instead it came out as a sigh. He nodded to me, smiling just a little before his mouth fell open. In some ways this was gentler, my body slowly, slowly opening to let all of him in, the process so intense that tears formed in my eyes, falling onto the pillow. Because this wasn’t just some alpha wedging some anonymous knot inside me, ready or not. I blinked the tears away till Jasper was clearer and easier to see. I was taking my mate’s knot.
“Yeah, you are,” he said, his hand shaking as he stroked my face. “And it’s beyond anything I dreamed of.” He shifted slightly, drawing a groan from me. “You ready to come with me, baby?”
I nodded and his smile widened, right before he began to move. Just long, lazy lopes of thrusts, ones that pierced me so damn sweetly what could I do but be swept along?
“Jasper… Jasper…” I chanted his name between breaths, the gasp growing shorter, tighter and so was I. I clenched down, dragging a strangled cry from him.
“Fuck, I’ll never get used to this, ever,” he assured me, right as his thumb slid down to my clit. “I need you to come, Lily. Come for me. Come for your mate.”
His command was delivered much softer and so the pleasure swept in more slowly, like a tide that went out, out, out, before the waves came tumbling back in. I felt pummelled by it, my mouth opening to make a sound, but nothing came out. I couldn’t see, think, only feel.
So I caught the first jerk of his cock, then the subsequent hot blast of cum. Felt the moment when I snapped tight around him, fighting his every movement, forcing him to still. Our gasps came out synchronised, one, two, three, before we were swept away in the tide. He collapsed down beside me, curling me up until I rested against his chest.
“Lily…” He didn’t get to finish that sentence or even to really start it. Right then I was pretty sure we both felt it, small and fragile. Whatever we were building together, the seeds of it were planted here and with that I snuggled in, breathed in his woody scent and then dropped off to sleep.
When I wokea few hours later, Jasper had slithered free and was lying beside me. I felt soggy with cum, but also kinda smug about that, until I went to pull away. Wet spots with alpha lovers were no laughing matter. Jasper groaned in his sleep as I moved, feeling the need for a quick shower and a change of spot on the massive bed.
“Don’t.”
The house was darkened and quiet when I crept out, slinking down the hall to the bathroom when I heard his voice. He was just a shadow in amongst the others when he joined me by the doorway, but then the scent of fresh nicotine alerted me to who it was.
“Wanting to wash us away, beta?” His hand slid up my thigh where I was an embarrassing mess of slick and cum. His fingers played wantonly with it, as if he enjoyed me being drenched in it. Wet fingers splayed across my stomach, leaving a snail trail in their wake before he rubbed it all into my skin. “I think I like you much better like this.” I gasped, my hands gripping the doorframe as he speared his fingers inside me. “So fucking wet. Dripping with us, marked so indelibly no idiot would ever mistake you for anything but what you are. Ours.”
“Reed…”
“Did Jasper kiss you like his heart was breaking? Did he make you feel good, beta?” His fingers pinched inside me as he thrust them deeper until I forced myself to nod. “I can’t do that, make love to you, tear open my chest and leave my heart hanging out as I work my cock deeper. I thought that was going to be a problem, that I’d never make a woman a good mate, but… you.”
His hand went to my hair, bunching it up in his hand, forcing me to feel the growing tension in my scalp as another built between my legs.
“You’re the mother of my child and I won’t rest until you’re swollen again, carrying all of our cubs inside you, but that doesn’t stop this from being true. You like being kissed all over, brought to orgasm like a precious little princess.”
There was the rapid sound of a hand clawing at a belt buckle, then his zipper being jerked down, the teeth protesting, and then something hot and hard being pushed into the gap between my thighs.
“But part of you likes being used like a little fuck doll, forced to come on the end of my fat cock.”
I didn’t get my shower. Instead, I was hauled inside the room, the door kicked closed behind us. He didn’t stop until I was pressed with my face up against the window sill, his free hand jerking the blinds open until my hands were flat against the cold glass.
“Stay like that.” He kicked my thighs wide, then pressed a hand to the space between my shoulder blades until my breasts were smooshed against the window. “Yeah, just like that.”
As I held the position, my heart thudded wild in my chest, which perhaps summoned him. Slinking out of the dark, right as Reed stepped free of his jeans and took up position behind me, was a massive black wolf. Its eyes glowed silver as it stared up at the two of us.
“I walked out because I was gonna fuck up what Jasper had going. He wanted to give it to you sweet and part of me wanted that for you, to have someone love you in the way you deserve. But me?”
Reed’s hand felt like it burned as it locked around my hip, digging in almost to the point of pain, holding me still as I felt the blunt brush of his cock against my most tender flesh.
“I tried to steer clear of you, to stop this from happening. You’re my mate. You’re in my fucking heart, so I want the fucking best for you - and I’m not it. Sometimes I feel like I’m fucking more beast than man, wearing skin when I should be in fur.”
The wolf outside slunk closer, standing now in the open grass that surrounded the cabin, staring up at us.