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  A deadly snarl ripped from my chest before I shifted. My wolf was in control now, and this bitch was going to pay for marking my mate with her scent.

  “Holly,” Zander called from above us, “run!”

  5

  Zander

  Shit.

  I dropped to the ground, landing on my feet, watching for a moment as Addie raced after Holly. The idea of being with another female was repugnant to me. Seeing Holly now, with my body in such an aroused state, made me want to vomit. The only female who was ever supposed to see me like this was Addie.

  I wasn’t used to feeling modest, but I didn’t know what to do with the massive erection weighing me down. I knew without needing to be told that the only release it would have would be buried deep inside my stunning mate. I gripped the hard flesh, wincing with pain as my engorged head leaked its juices.

  I’d been so close. My wolf growled. The whine of an animal in the distance snapped me out of my train of thought. Right, Addie was on a murderous rampage, ready to hunt down Holly. A tremor of worry hit me. On an ordinary night, I would have said a lone wolf didn’t stand a chance against a bear. But on the Full Moon? Add that to the rush of power that the mating heat gave us, and I didn’t think Holly stood a chance.

  Especially since Addie thought Holly had marked me, had tried to lay a claim on me. I groaned, shifted, and raced after them. I had to stop this before things got out of control. What was Holly doing here anyways? I never should have left her behind in the woods. She must have heard me scream when Addie pushed me, and came running to help.

  Holly had no idea what she was getting herself into.

  I heard the deep roar of her bear and Addie’s terrifying growl back. I made a mental note to never get on Addie’s bad side. I broke through to a clearing where the two females squared off. Holly’s white fur was spotted with patches of red, and Addie’s black muzzle dripped with the bear’s blood. It didn’t matter that she was half the size of the polar bear—Addie was going to kill Holly if I didn’t do something.

  I tore into the clearing, getting between the females to tackle Addie. Our wolves snarled and snapped, heckles raised and fangs bared. She was strong and fast, but I was bigger, and I managed to get my mouth around the scruff of her neck. I pulled her to the ground, and leveled a look at Holly. She didn’t need me to speak to understand the message: Get out of the forest. Now.

  The great white bear huffed and ambled off into the trees. She was limping and I wondered what kind of damage Addie did to her. My mate was writhing and whining beneath me, livid that her prey was getting away. She pulled so strongly against me, I worried my bite would break the skin. I growled into her fur and twisted her body so she was on her back beneath me.

  I trapped her between my four legs and stared at her with all the dominance I had. Addie’s wolf whined and relented, bearing her stomach to me in submission. The air between us seared with heat as Addie shifted back into her half-human state. Her eyes glowed silver as she stared from beneath me. I shifted as well, now pinning her beneath me on human hands and knees.

  My cock twitched, lurching as it brushed against her soft skin. Addie moaned and reached down to run an inquisitive finger across the tip of my engorged head. My whole body trembled at the contact and my cock dripped with pearls of arousal. Addie rubbed the slick fluid against my swollen flesh, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

  I had to mark her and mate her soon, or else I would go mad.

  I growled, lowering my face to her neck, where I would plant my mating mark. I bared my fangs as she stroked me harder. My hips bucked under her touch and I almost collapsed on top of her. I could smell her arousal heavy in the air, and knew she was ready. But when my face got close to hers, Addie snarled.

  “That fucking bitch is dead,” she growled, eyes glowing bright, before she pushed me off with a kick to the stomach.

  I huffed, stunned, as Addie got up and raced into the woods after Holly. I cursed, knowing the bear’s scent was still all over me. I didn’t blame Addie for her frenzy. If I smelled another male on her tonight, nothing would have stopped me from ripping his throat out. I only hoped Holly had made it out of the woods.

  I got up and raced after Addie. She was still on two legs, making a racket as she tore through the foliage. Her rage was overcoming her ability to be a stealthy hunter. I was confident Holly would hear her coming a mile away. My wolf’s instincts took over as I chased after Addie once more.

  I was going to hunt her down and claim her, fuck all if I smelled likeHolly. She should have realized by now there was no escaping me. And my wolf was done waiting for her. A burst of speed had me catching up with her. I admired her luscious ass as she ran. Her black curls, wild and unkempt, shone under the moonlight.

  How could such a stunning female think I’d ever want that cumbersome bear? I lunged for her, grabbing her wrist. Addie spun around, fangs out, and slashed at my forearm. Her claws sliced through my skin, and she smiled with feminine satisfaction before dancing out of my grasp. I huffed, not feeling the pain, and tackled her to the ground.

  Addie howled with rage. She flipped onto her back and tried to kick me off, but I grabbed both of her ankles in mid-air, trapping her in my tight hold. She snarled, eyes on fire, but I smelled the sweet, heady aroma between her legs. I moved my hands to grip behind her knees, pressing her legs against her chest, and lowered my nose to her sex.

  I inhaled the intoxicating scent of her arousal, and my cock lurched, aching to be inside of her. But I couldn’t deny myself a taste of my sweet mate. I lowered my mouth to her dripping flower and lapped up her nectar. Addie’s spine curled off the ground as I licked every inch of her. When my tongue found her hard, hot bud of pleasure, she howled into the night.

  I licked and sucked, feasting on her, reveling in the taste of my mate, until she quaked beneath me. Her hands fisted in my hair and she writhed against me as the pleasure overtook her. The sweet honey of her orgasm flooded my mouth, and I growled with satisfaction into her delicious pussy. From now on, all of her orgasms were mine, and I would demand many, many more from my mate.

  I savored every last drop of her before I lifted my head from between her legs to look at her. Addie’s gaze no longer held fury, only the white-hot heat of desire. My wolf thrummed with happiness, knowing he’d caught his mate at last. Soon, we’d be joined, mated forever in this life and the next. I hoped the scent of her arousal on me would mask Holly’s lingering smell.

  As if she’d read my mind, Addie’s nostrils flared and that rage filled her gaze again. Shit. She snarled, before lunching forward and kicking me off of her. I flew, landing hard against a tree. I opened my eyes to see my mate running from me for the third time tonight. My wolf couldn’t handle it. Red-hot fury, powered by the lust that made my cock an aching brand between my legs, surged through me.

  I howled my anger into the night. I was going to catch her. And this time, there’d be no escaping.

  6

  Adelaide

  The bear’s scent drove me mad. It pierced through every ounce of lust and desire I had and drove my wolf into an uncontrollable, wild beast. It was a primal, ancient need, to rip her throat out and claim Zander as my own. Even as my human mind tried to reason with my wolf, it was no match for the instincts that propelled me. It was really very simple. Another female had marked my mate, tried to claim him, and she had to pay the price.

  Except her scent was faint, hard to track. I caught the slightest whiff of her and followed it blindly. The rush of falling water filled my ears and I broke through the trees, almost falling down the slick ravine that sloped towards a rushing river. A waterfall crashed down, churning the water at its base. At the top of the waterfall, I saw a tuft of white fur caught on a branch.

  So she had come this way. I raced across the edge the ravine, angling towards the top of the waterfall. Mossy, fern covered rocks edged the falling water, and if I climbed them, I’d be at the top and able to scent her again. My claws dug d
eep into the slippery foliage as I began the ascent. The spray of the water hit me and the roar of it almost drowned out the sounds of Zander crashing through the forest after me.

  I growled, turning to see him racing across the ravine, eyes locked on me. Panic stilled my heart and I looked around for an escape route. I noticed something strange about the waterfall, almost like an area above me was darker, deeper, than the rest of the falls. It had to be a cavern. And where there was a cavern, there was usually a tunnel, so with a heave of my legs, I leapt up.

  Zander’s scream resonated before the thunder of the water around my body became all I could hear. I stood on a platform of rock, the water sluicing around me, until I broke through into the cavern. I could see very nook and cranny with my wolf’s night vision, and ran deep inside, seeking a tunnel. I didn’t get far before a wall of rock rose up to meet me.

  A dead end.

  This was cave, not a cavern of tunnels. I spun around, running towards the entrance. I had to get out of here before—I froze. The waterfall splashed and Zander emerged, naked and strong, beneath it. The water cascaded off his hard body, and he stood frozen beneath it, breathing heavily until his eyes locked on mine. He grinned, a feral, wicked thing that set heat pooling between my legs.

  “You won’t be escaping me again,” Zander said, finally coming out of the water and stalking towards me. “There’s no way out of this cave.”

  I backed up instinctively, knowing there was no where to go. Zander kept grinning, his eyes more animal than man. He wasn’t rushed. I was trapped, and we both knew it. He stared me down as he walked closer. I kept retreating, walking backward until I bumped against cold stone.

  “I’ve wanted you for a very, very, long time, Adelaide,” he said, closing in on me.

  “You could have fooled me,” I growled back, not quite ready to let him win, even though we both knew he had.

  Heat poured off his body as he pressed into me. He pinned me there, arms on either side of my head, and his massive cock jutted against my flesh. The hot, firm brand against my leg sent arousal gushing out of me. Zander’s eyes flashed with anger and he leaned forward, biting my lip so hard it drew blood. I winced, and watched as he pulled my lip taut before letting it go.

  “Don’t—,” he kissed my jaw.

  “Play—,” he licked his way down to my collar bone.

  “Coy—,” Zander’s fangs traced along my skin.

  “Adelaide,” he hissed, looking up at me.

  Zander opened his mouth wide and bit the crook of my neck where it met my shoulder, and I howled. Pleasure roared into me at the bite, and I writhed my body against his. He licked at the wound until it closed. It would heal fully until I bit him back and sealed our mating bond, after which it would remain, a deep purple bite mark forever.

  He growled and slammed his mouth into mine. One of his hands pulled my leg around his waist, and he ground his erection against my slick, dripping pussy. I moaned into him, and he pulled back.

  “Don’t pretend like you don’t want me more than you can stand,” he whispered into my mouth.

  The tip of his erection slipped between my folds, jutting against my entrance. We were both virgins, but our bodies knew what to do. I buried my face in his neck and smelled only Zander, his musky, spicy, masculine scent as wild and free as the forest. The water must have washed Holly off of him, and my wolf finally admitted defeat. We’d been caught and we were ready to join with our mate.

  “I always knew it was you,” I breathed, looking into his eyes before I opened my mouth wide and returned the mating mark he’d given me.

  Zander growled, his cock jumping between my folds. The coppery tang of his blood filled my mouth until I licked his wounds closed. He grabbed my other leg, hoisting me off the ground and filled me with his hot, throbbing cock. I winced when he tore through my barrier, but the pain was insignificant, paling in comparison to the pleasure that assaulted me.

  I clawed at his back, eager to mark him in every way possible, holding onto him for dear life as he sheathed himself to the hilt in me. I felt the tug of the bond around my heart, opening a channel directly towards his. We both stared at one another in wonder, as our feelings, years of adoration and love, poured through our new connection.

  I cried out his name as the pleasure and the love overwhelmed me. My clit exploded with ecstasy and my walls clenched around his shaft. Zander groaned, thrusting harder and harder into me, until he barked out his own pleasure. I felt his seed spurting deep inside of me, and my wolf rumbled in satisfaction, longing to have his pups.

  Zander kissed me, still pinning me against the wall. His cock was far from limp, and if the tales were true, we had a long night of mating ahead of us. His tongue danced with mine as he began to thrust once more. I couldn’t believe the pleasure that was building inside of me again so soon. Zander gripped the back of my legs painfully tight and brought them over his shoulders.

  My feet locked around his neck, and I planted my hands behind me against the stone. I braced myself as Zander fucked me harder than I knew was possible. His cock was a blur as he pummeled into me. My screams echoed around the cave as he brought the simmer of my pleasure to a roiling boil. He pulled my hips forward, using me to milk his gorgeous cock, and the sight of him fucking me like this sent me toppling over the edge.

  I came so hard I saw stars, and Zander screamed, orgasming at the same time. He staggered back, pulling out to my dismay, before he fell to his knees. Through our bond, I felt how overwhelmed he was with love and pleasure. This male loved me so much it brought him to his knees. I sank down on all fours and crawled towards him.

  I planted myself between his muscular thighs, ready to make my fantasies of him come to life. I’d dreamed about doing this for years. I gripped his hard flesh in my hands and rubbed him up and down. Zander growled, watching me intently. I opened my mouth, taking his swollen head into it. He shuddered and stopped breathing.

  I could taste our juices on him, and it was so dirty and hot, I felt my pussy burning for him once more. I bobbed over his cock, struggling to get more of his thick girth into my mouth, when he snarled and ripped me off him. He fell back onto the ground and pulled me over his waist.

  “I want you to ride me, Addie,” he said, his hands guiding my hips over his weeping arousal.

  He rubbed my slit up and down with his cock, teasing my clit, before he pressed himself against my entrance, and we both moaned. I sank onto him and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. He was so big like this. I arched my chest out, bringing my hands behind my head, and Zander reached to squeeze my breasts.

  He rolled one pebbled nipple after the other between his fingers, making me moan. A hand traced down my torso to find my clit. His thumb rested against it, and he massaged it as I rocked harder on his cock. The feel of him inside of me and teasing my clit had me gushing with another orgasm. I howled, the pleasure paralyzing and intoxicating. I collapsed on top of him, breathless, unable to move.

  Zander was quick to flip us over, not breaking our connection. The stone beneath me was smooth and damp as Zander pressed me against it. He brought me to all fours and fucked me from behind, hard and fast, making me gasp with each breath. Every position felt better than the previous. The feel of him pummeling into me caught the end of my orgasm and triggered another.

  I shattered around my mate, the ecstasy reaching the point of pain, as yet another climax tore through me. I screamed his name and he howled, coming deep inside of me. He fell forward, pinning me beneath him. He licked the mating mark on my neck, making my entire body shiver with pleasure. Zander was still hard and thrusting yet again inside of me. I turned my face to his and our mouths met.

  This was going to be one very long night.

  7

  Zander

  I squinted my eyes, opening them to bright sunlight—a rarity in Portland. My body felt sore, used up, and no where close to being satisfied. Addie wriggled in my arms, and my cock, still harder than a diamond, pressed
wonderfully against the peach sliver of her ass. The grass below us was wet with melting frost. I looked around and realized we were in Addie’s backyard.

  I recalled the night, and we had managed to make our way back here around dawn, but couldn’t make it as far as the house before I had to claim my mate again.

  “We totally fell asleep out here,” Addie laughed, sitting herself up on one arm.

  I admired the way her round breasts bounced as she moved. Addie caught my gaze and stared back, eyes full of lust. Even though I’d lost track of how many times we had mated last night, I craved her like a man starved. Our mouths crashed into each other, and we collapsed back into the soft grass, a tangle of limbs and love.

  We heard the car and smelled him at the same time. Addie stiffened and I moved to shield her, my protective instincts on overdrive. I knew he wouldn’t hurt her, but I didn’t want another male to see Addie’s body when it was swollen with the mating heat. Even if he was her father. Vincent twirled his copy of Addie’s house keys on his ring finger as he opened the back door. He took one look at both of us, huddled and feral in the yard, and let out a low whistle.

  “You two got it bad last night, didn’t you?”

  “Dad!” Addie shouted, in that mortified tone daughters have when embarrassed by their fathers.

  I didn’t know what to do, my instincts were on overdrive, and all I could think was that this male was upsetting my mate. So I growled at Vincent, the man who brought me into his pack and cared for me since I was eleven. Vincent chuckled and tossed a bundle of my clothes at my feet.