Consumed

Chapter 27

Jordan stilled. The beast shimmered to the surface, deadly and dark. “How about you don’t play games with me right now? I’m not exactly in control here.” He twisted his neck, agony exhaling on his sigh. “The moon is coming.”

“I know.” Duty pulled her in several directions. Their people needed a leader—if she and Jordan both died, chaos would ensue. The cub hidden in her belly needed to survive. But above all, at the very core of everything Katie would want to be, lay Jordan. The people, the baby, and Katie all needed him to survive. All or nothing.

Reaching down, she tugged her shirt off. The cool air hardened her nipples. Goose bumps sprang along her stomach.

Jordan gave a low snarl, his gaze on her breasts.

Licking her lips, she kicked off her shoes and shoved her jeans to the floor. A tiny scrap of lace covered the rest of her. Standing tall, she lifted her head. “I thought I could occupy you.”

“That’s quite an offer.” He tucked his thumbs in his belt loops, heat pouring off him. His eyes captured hers. “Disobedience is a bad move for you.”

“Kick off your boots.” She reached for the bottom of his shirt to yank over his head. Both hands went to the snap on his jeans. “I never planned to obey you—as either a subject or a mate.”

Holding her gaze, he moved, his boots sliding to the side. A lethal smile crossed his lips just before he flipped her around to face the door. Brushing his lips across her neck, he licked her marking.

Her knees went weak. Hunger flashed from his mouth straight to her sex. The feeling was more powerful than any dream. He slid an arm around her waist, tugging her into his hard body. Heat and strength surrounded her, all male, all powerful. He licked her again, his teeth sliding into alignment.

A slight pain echoed, but passion overcame it.

Her mind buzzed with both need and curiosity. The bite didn’t hurt, but there was no question his fangs were embedded in her flesh. He growled and slid those deadly points deeper.

She exploded.

The room flashed into nothingness as an orgasm slammed through her so heated her breath caught. Only Jordan’s forearm around her rib cage kept her standing. He let her ride out the waves and then slowly retracted his fangs. “Disobedience gets you bitten, little one.”

“Damn it, Jordan,” she sighed, coming down from a truly amazing orgasm. “You can bite me anytime.”

His chuckle dropped dark and low. His hand followed suit, sliding down her abdomen and inside her silk panties. “I wanted our last time to be gentle. This can’t be.”

She shrugged back against him, her mind still spinning. “I’ve never wanted gentle.”

His fingers parted her, and her knees gave out again. She began to struggle in an effort to turn around. Her fingers tingled with the need to touch him.

In response, he shot them toward the wall, slapping his bandaged hand against the solid rock. “Hold still.”

“No.” She threw a shoulder back.

Three fingers plunged inside her. She gave a short cry, freezing in place. It was too much.

“I said to hold still.” The hard line of his erection dug into her hip, even through his jeans. His bare chest warmed her back. His fingers began to play, sliding through wetness to circle her clit. His other hand abandoned the wall to cup her breast.

Hotter than any sun, his mouth brushed her ear, and one fang nipped her earlobe.

Her mind spun. The quartz wall swam before her eyes. With a soft whimper, she gyrated against his hand.

“Ah, kitten. That’s the sweetest sound.” His breath panted out at her ear, hot and out of control. “Let’s hear it again.” He tweaked her nipple.

The next sound was more of a cry than a whimper. “Jordan.”

His body shuddered behind her. “The moon is coming.”

Katie took advantage of his distraction and flipped around, quickly yanking down his jeans, which were kicked to the side.

His gaze feral, his eyes more midnight than dawn, he lifted her. Plunging forward, he impaled her against the wall. Pain caught her off guard. A cry strangled in her throat, her eyes opening wide.

Hunger dancing on his face, both beasts clearly battling beneath his skin, he yanked her leg up higher in a silent command.

She relaxed against the wall, her body accepting him. Clasping her ankles at the small of his back, she followed the order. Curling her hands around his shoulders, she exhaled softly. “I love you, Jordan.”

Triumph lifted his chin. “I love you, too. No matter what.” His eyes began to glow an odd light. “While I still can, I have to tell you. You were right. We belong together.” His face grimaced as the beasts within him fought for dominance just under his skin. “I shouldn’t have locked you downstairs.”

She struggled to remain still but ultimately ground against him. The feelings were too powerful to ignore. “We are together.”

At her movement, he began to pound. The animal within surged to the surface, no humanity left on his hard face. Digging his fingers into her butt, he thrust into her, holding her in place. A harsh spiraling started deep inside her. Need rippled along every nerve ending. Her teeth slashed down with a craving for his flesh.

Even as he hammered into her, lighting nerves on fire, whispers of thought echoed through her brain. Something there. A thought she needed to capture.

His hands bruised her hips. A snarl lifted his lips. The animals within him shimmered beneath his skin, both fighting to get out. His fangs dropped low.

Their sharp glint shot her into awareness. The idea hit her so hard her head snapped back.

Of course.

With a snarl filled of desperation and determination, she struck his neck, fangs digging past muscle and tissue until planting in bone.

He jerked back, a lion’s displeasure roaring through the room. Yet she held on, closing her jaw, making sure her teeth met in the middle. Tightening her legs, digging her ankles into his back and her arms circling his neck, she held on with every ounce of determination she owned.

Pumping faster, he tangled one hand in her hair to yank her head back. She snapped her jaw harder, ignoring the sharp pain.

Fighting her hold, pounding harder than possible, he angled over her clit.

She broke with a scream. The flesh and blood filling her mouth muffled her cry, but it echoed loudly through her head. An energy traveled throughout her body to flow into the wound she’d created where his neck met his shoulder—strong and pure. Tremors ripped along her veins, flashing stars behind her eyes.

His body went rigid. He shoved her harder against the wall. All animal, he pummeled into her, his teeth striking fast and deep in the marking.

Her orgasm grew in strength, taking over, taking everything. Images flashed inside her brain. Jordan when he’d saved her. Jordan teaching her to fight, Jordan teaching her to survive, Jordan marking her for all time. Finally an image of two identical cubs with Jordan’s eyes and her spirit. Twins.

Coming down, facing reality, she could only hold on as he hammered into her. Finally, with a hoarse shout, he came, his entire body shuddering with his release.

She retracted her teeth, sighing in relief as he did the same.

He leaned back, still inside her, his strong body trapping her. “What the hell?”

She exhaled, her skin prickling as the moon called from the other side of the door. “I mated you.” But even assuming Maggie was successful in her job, would Katie’s mark beat the moon’s pull?