Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 62782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Cy would never hurt me.
He loves me.
This reminder has me relaxing, my body trembling and aching for more. As he slurps on my twitching, throbbing cock, he fingerfucks my ass with one finger and then two. It’s when he’s managed a third inside me that I can’t take it anymore.
Not that I want him to stop.
I need him to go, go, go.
Fill me to the brim with him.
I’m aching to come with him buried deep inside me. My thoughts must be clear as fucking day because he slips his fingers out. His blue eyes sear into me as he spits into his palm. It’s so goddamn filthy and wild. He’s my wolf. My mate. My everything. He slicks up his cock with his spit and then positions the fat head of it against my eager, winking hole. A groan rattles through him as he pushes the crown into me. His cock is thick and long. I know he’s going to split me in half, and I don’t even care.
I want it.
I want him.
Need him with every fiber of my being.
A fiery burn rips through my hole and up my spine as he pushes deep inside me with a hard thrust. I love his ragged, uncontrolled movements. He grunts and moans and curses with each deep drive into my body.
It hurts in the best possible way.
I want to feel it all with him. Pain. Pleasure. Everything in between.
His lips crash to mine as his body vibrates. He wants to come. I can feel it. Knowing he’ll fill me up with his hot seed has me finding my own release. Stars glitter around me as I scream inside my mind. Even though no words come out, Cy clamps a hand over my mouth, his bright blue eyes brilliant and electrifying. Heat floods into me, his cock pulsing hard as he comes. I fixate on his parted lips and the moan that reverberates through him. It seems like he comes forever and then he collapses on top of me, spent and boneless. His cock remains nestled inside me, plugging his cum so it can’t escape.
I love it.
I love him.
He kisses my neck, his lips reverent on the mottled flesh. It’s a reminder that the past still happened and it was painful, but the present can be beautiful and filled with overpowering love.
I love you too, little Alpha.
Unspoken words never sounded so damn sweet.
Cyrus
“Case closed then?” Jax asks, a dark eyebrow arched in question.
The FBI agent, Nathan Young, seated beside me nods. “We’ve got it from here, Sheriff. Your assistance in the case is much appreciated.”
Jax doesn’t seem to enjoy the vague answers or how the FBI rolled into town and took over, but he holds up his hand in surrender. “Okay, fine. Honestly, I don’t care as long as that murderer is gone and out of my jurisdiction.”
“You’ll never see him again,” Agent Young vows. He slides a stare my way and smiles. “That I can assure you.”
Before coming to the Brigs Ferry Bay police station this morning, Agent Young dropped by my cabin first. What Jax doesn’t know and won’t ever know is that Agent Young is more than just an FBI agent. He’s like me. Sent by an elder of the Kingdom of Wolves to smooth out the trouble the East family caused. They’d been hunting all over for East and his family, but they were evading them just as they were evading us in Brigs Ferry Bay.
He also interrogated me about my intentions as heir to my father’s throne.
The answer, in short, not a damn thing. I have no intentions. I’m happy to spend the rest of my days with my pack, sequestered away from everyone.
Remy had other plans.
I suppress a grin as I remember the way he flew into the kitchen, shoving words into my brain.
Hell no, mate. We’re not hiding forever. This is our destiny.
As much as I’d love to stay hidden away on Beacon Island, we’re needed elsewhere. Not permanently, but we do have to make our appearances from time to time. It was decided that we could spend part of our time in Maine and the rest in Canada.
My Alpha has spoken.
I’m not a controlling, bossy asshole all of the time.
Just like ninety-eight percent, Remy replies back in a snarky voice inside my head.
Careful, kid. I don’t want to embarrass you in front of Cato.
Remy scoffs. You wouldn’t.
Don’t challenge an Alpha. I fight a smile. Unless you feel like getting pinned and fucked in front of your friend.
He’d probably be into it. Remy groans. He’s grinning at me. I swear to fuck, for a human, he’s pretty damn perceptive.
“If you guys will excuse me,” I say to Agent Young and Jax, “I need to grab my mate—er, husband. Something’s come up.”
My dick.
Jax shoots me a confused look. “Husband? When did you have time to get married in between hunting down a serial killer?”